C4 Not Tarisa

"No, no." I held my head in pain.

"It's too late to regret. Since you dare to offend me, you must be prepared to duel with me."

The man who called himself Zhang Loong said coldly.

After saying that, he reached out his right hand and grabbed me. With a swoosh, my left shoulder was torn apart.

"Go outside and fight! Go outside and fight!" The customers became excited.

My mind was in a mess and I ignored that man.

That man pulled me once again and tore off my right shoulder. However, he pulled me and didn't move. I couldn't help but be surprised. "You're also a strong person. Fight me like a man! Are you afraid?"

The mercenaries joined in and jeered, "Are you a man or not? Look at your wretched appearance. "

The thug on the stage shouted, "Don't hit me! I deserve to die! I'm a liar! Please don't hit me in the face! I relied on him to pick up girls! "Another thug shouted fiercely," I'll beat you to death! Watch as you snatch my woman away from me! " The thugs performed with all their might on the stage.

The green-robed girl looked at me, her eyes filled with hatred.

"She's not Talitha, she's not Talitha," I muttered. Only by doing so would I feel better. No matter what, I could not accept the scene of a reunion that I had silently rehearsed for hundreds of years. Although the girl in front of me resembled Talitha, I couldn't feel any familiar aura.

The man who called himself Zhang Loong was obviously unable to restrain himself and shouted loudly, "Shut up!" The entire wine house is shaken to the point that it seems like it is going to shake. The sound of the wine bottles hitting is incessant. It turns out that due to the vibration of the sound, many of the wine bottles were broken.

"Caw!" The mercenaries' throats seemed to have been grabbed by an invisible hand. The whole bar was silent.

What a powerful aura! Everyone felt a gloomy killing intent. They could not help but want to shiver.

That aura made me feel very familiar. This man clearly came from my hometown, Arreat Plateau.

"Ennyah, what happened to you?" Another young man entered the room. He was tall and handsome, wearing the outer robe of holy warrior. The moment he stood there, he gave people the impression that he was standing at the peak of a mountain. That kind of noble temperament should only belong to the members of the holy warrior Family.

Ennyah frowned.

"This young lady has been teased by these two men."

"Huh?" The handsome young holy warrior raised his eyebrows, "The two of you, come out!"

"Grace, forget it. Don't be so bored." Ennyah frowned and said.

"Ennyah, no one can bully you in front of me!" Grace turned around and smiled. He had already walked to the open space outside the bar.

"Hehe!" The man who called himself Zhang Loong sneered. He no longer pestered me and turned around to follow the holy warrior out of the wine house.

That's right. Her name was Ennyah, not Talitha. When she saw what the holy warrior had said to her, the two of them seemed to be a couple. Hehe, Talitha, you still lied to me in the end! In my heart, I have already rejected the idea of Ennyah being Talitha and did not dare to think about it anymore. The moment this thought flashed through my mind, all my hopes turned to dust. Talitha must have lied to me. She was afraid that I would not have anything to rely on in this world. Thus, she fabricated this lie to give herself the belief to live on. But how could Talitha know that I have lived for hundreds of years without dying?

My heart seemed to have been emptied, and I leaned on the chair like a dead fish. The light of hope that had lasted for hundreds of years was extinguished at this moment. My world is already pitch black. The matters of this world no longer have anything to do with me, I should now consider my own fate. Reuniting with Talitha is the only belief that supports my survival. Now that this belief has collapsed, I yearn for the embrace of death.

Outside the wine shop, the man slowly pieced the war pike together. His movements were very slow and careful. The war pike was very long, and the spear shaft had to be able to be pieced together. Otherwise, it would not be easy to carry it around.

Grace waited with his hands behind his back. He was very proud, as if he did not care about the powerful person in front of him. He really did not know where his confidence came from.

With a Weng sound, the man shook the war pike. He could vaguely hear the sound of the air exploding.

"Let's fight!" The man said in a dense voice.

Grace took out his sword and shield, and his whole body was covered by a golden light. The holy warrior was a blessed warrior, and it possessed a unique spiritual energy. On this aspect, the holy warrior was the most admired warrior. The holy warrior family had an extremely high status in this world. In history, whenever the catastrophe of Mortal Realm descended, one could see the image of the holy warrior fighting for the light.

"Fight!" Grace shouted.

The man shouted loudly. The entire night sky seemed to be torn apart. This was the unique skill of the Mount Arreat warriors, "War Roar!"

"Oh!?!" Everyone cried out in shock. Could it really be that person? That's right. That person came from the Mount Arreat and wrote an eternal legend two hundred years ago.

The violet war pike stabbed out, and it spun swiftly. It was mixed with the sounds of wind and lightning, and it had already pierced through the extremely cold air. Grace was shocked and raised his shield to block.

With a chi sound, the shield was pierced by the war pike like paper. There was not even a spark.

"Danger!" Ennyah cried out in alarm.

Grace hurriedly retreated in the chaos. The war pike entangled him like a snake and was about to reach his throat.

Whoosh! A ball of raging flames rose from under the man's feet. Ennyah made her move.

The man's body froze. In just a few seconds, Grace had finally gotten rid of the fatal attack.

"Caw!" Everyone was shocked, although they didn't know the exact strength of Grace. Warriors who were qualified to wear the outer robe of holy warrior were all above level 30. Warriors above level 30 could definitely match the title of a powerhouse. For hundreds of years, there would not be more than 10 abnormal powerhouses like Zhang Loong who had the strength of above level 90.

There was also Ennyah, a mage who could use flames, and her area was so large. She must be above level 30. Most importantly, Ennyah looked like she was only fifteen or sixteen years old. She had reached level 30 at such a young age. She could be regarded as a rare genius.

There was also that man. Although he wasn't sure whether he was Zhang Loong or not, he was able to kill a level 30 holy warrior with a single strike. His strength was absolutely terrifying.

Also, magic was prohibited in Lut Gholein's legal city. Everyone was sweating for Ennyah.

Grace broke out in cold sweat. He looked extremely embarrassed. Impossible! This was the only thought left in Grace's mind. He had grown up in the halo since he was young. He had broken through to level 30 at the age of 17. He had reached level 30. In terms of talent, he was definitely the best in the family. There weren't many level 30 and above experts in the family. In the history of the family, there were very few who broke through to level 30 at the age of 17. He had always been regarded as the hope of the family's younger generation. Now, in one move, he almost died under the spear of this warrior. This was something he couldn't accept.

"Hey!" The man shouted in a low voice. His body released a strong force, blowing away the flames. Everyone felt the strong wind blowing against their faces, and they couldn't help but take a step back.

Ennyah had already floated to Grace's side. "Are you alright?" Ennyah asked. Grace shook his head and his expression became serious. "Maybe I underestimated my opponent," Grace said quietly.

"Let's deal with him together!" Ennyah said.

Grace did not object. Firstly, the opponent was powerful. Secondly, he had always dreamed of fighting alongside Ennyah, but he had never had the chance. That's right, he had never met a worthy opponent before.

Phew. Both of Ennyah's palms lit up with flames. With a flash of fire, two fire arrows shot towards the man's eyes. The spiritual energy under Grace's feet turned red, and his body shot towards the man like a bullet.

The man crouched down and dodged the fire arrows. He lifted the war pike.

Clang! The spear and sword collided, and sparks flew out. Grace felt dizzy. The war pike seemed to have some kind of powerful magic. It caused him to lose consciousness for a short period of time. The man added a stun skill in the instant the spear and sword clashed.

"Danger!" Ennyah cried out in alarm again. She waved her right hand and a fireball shot towards the man's chest. With a bang, the ball of fire was scattered by the war pike.

"Magic is forbidden in the city." Atma kindly reminded.

At this moment, Ennyah could not listen to him anymore. The flames on both of her palms soared. As she chanted, a few nine-headed sea fire snakes suddenly appeared under the man's feet. The sea fire snakes were like machine guns as they spat fireballs at the man.

"Hua!" Everyone cheered. What a gorgeous fire magic. The attack power of the nine-headed sea snakes was very terrifying. The fireballs had both physical and magic damage at the same time. Moreover, it also had a binding effect. Enemies entangled by this spell. Most of them were unable to escape.

"Roar!" The man furiously roared as his body rapidly spun. Everyone saw a purple and sparkling whirlwind. The surrounding air started spinning, and the sound of explosions could be heard without an end. The fire snakes were blown into pieces by the wind. The whirlwind started to move quickly, and it was already close to Grace. Seeing that Grace was about to be minced into meat paste by the whirlwind, everyone cried out in shock.

At this moment, Grace had regained his senses. The spiritual energy under his feet had turned dark blue. This was the holy warrior's "sacred freezing spiritual energy" that could slow down the enemy's speed, because it was a sacred spiritual energy. Not affected by elemental immunity. The purple whirlwind slightly slowed down, and its speed also slowed down. Grace swung his sword, and the blade of the sword shone with five colors.

Bang! The long sword collided with the whirlwind. Grace felt a numbness in his palm, and his chest heated up. A mouthful of blood gushed out from his mouth.

The whirlwind stopped, and the man's body was burning with tiny flames. Electricity flashed on his armor, and there seemed to be a thin layer of frost on his chest.