Vol 3 Chapter 68: Victory and despair

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The red-haired young man gently rubbed a small humanoid doll in his hands.
There was a thin cursing cloth wrapped around the doll, and there was a small hole in the chest.
This shape and the damaged place are exactly the same as the damaged place on Rowan's body before!
Just as Horn was watching in shock, the red-haired wizard spoke.
"If I'm not mistaken, you should be a wild witch. The wild witch of the dual lightning and fire element also possesses a fighting power far superior to that of a normal wild witch and close to a wizard. You should be Horn who made a big fuss in the Church of the North Wind. .
Speaking of which, I really admire you. What you have caused has caused an uproar. There are not many who dare to directly declare war on the church! "
"Then see if you admire me so much, can you let me go."
Horn sneered at the red-haired wizard.
Now the situation can be regarded as desperate. No one among them can fight except Little Alia, and Horn has never pinned the hope of victory on Little Alia.
Except for running fast to hide his breath, Horn hadn't seen the little girl's other abilities, and he couldn't do anything to let a little girl as old as Daisy take the initiative to fight.
So he could only make her look at little Ali and let her escape first, but she stood by as if she hadn't heard.
Horn and the red-haired wizard had other ideas besides delaying little Alia to run away.
Horn hadn't noticed before, but now he suddenly found that he was still quite optimistic in the desperate situation, and now he was thinking of a sentence said by old Douglas.
The villain died of talking!
He wanted to talk to the red-haired wizard as much as possible for a while. If he could delay it, he would delay it for a while. Maybe something turned around?
Anyway, even if you don't delay time, you will die, so there is no loss if you delay it. It is always good to live longer.
"Haha, what you said is quite interesting, but are you too naive?"
The red-haired wizard didn't do it directly, but sat on a rock and looked at Horn and them condescendingly. He seemed to be interested.
Horn was overjoyed, he was about to start chatting.
"First introduce myself, my name is Rowan, Rowan the Immortal!"
The red-haired wizard sitting on the stone smiled wantonly, and that expression was the best mockery for Horn.
Horn was stunned. If the one in front of him was Rowan, who was the one he defeated before?
He stared at the doll in the hands of the red-haired wizard, as if he understood something.
After seeing Horn's gaze, the red-haired wizard pulled a cursing cloth on the doll's body and began to spin.
"Yes, you guessed it is right. The little guy in my hand who fought with you just now, a cute puppet, will take me some time to repair it if you break it now."
Doll?
They fought desperately just now that wizard was just a puppet in the hands of the guy in front of him?
Meredith and Sammy were slightly unacceptable to this result. They couldn't stand the full fight just now, but they were just fighting another dead animal.
But Horn didn't have any doubts. If the Rowan he fought before was a doll, everything could be explained.
"Don't you think it strange?"
Rowan smiled triumphantly at the four of them and said, in his opinion, explaining all the previous things to them, and seeing their shocked expressions is also a way for him to enjoy hunting.
He is not worried about wasting time. The time spent chasing the prey itself is already a long time, and naturally it is not worse than the time spent in the final harvest.
"Why is the attack method of a six-ring wizard so monotonous?
Why is he defending your attacks at all, even without instinctive dodge? No matter how strong the defense is, it won't even have an instinctive reaction, right?
Why is his reaction always slower?
This is all because he is just an insignificant doll in my hands! "
The red-haired wizard was standing on the stone and said excitedly. At the same time, he peeked at the people's expressions from the corner of his eyes. Seeing the people's horrified expressions, he felt very fulfilled.
Horn actually figured everything out when he heard him call himself Rowan, but he didn't say it.
He wanted Rowan to tell these things by himself, which could support some time, and he himself had secretly held the magic spar and was slowly recovering his magic power.
Little Alia also grew up cutely, her mouth kept in shock, and the two eyes had a mysterious tacit understanding of each other.
Only Meredith and Sammy were truly shocked.
"Do you know why when someone ran away, they would release a powerful attack and directly kill the person, but he didn't release that attack until he was defeated by you?"
The attack was released by Rowan who was hiding in the dark ~EbookFREE.me~ Horn also guessed it, but he didn't say it.
"Because that was what I released!"
what?
how is this possible?
The four people showed shocked expressions at the same time, it turned out to be like this!
Rowan was enjoying their shock, suddenly raised his brows and stretched out his index finger to shoot a magical energy at Horn's arm hidden behind him.
Before Horn had time to react to the magic spar in his hand, he was blown away and then taken into Rowan's hand.
Now, Horn couldn't resist.
Rowan's hands are the last few magic spars that he has left unused, and Horn can't meditate at all in this ruin, so the rate of magic recovery is very slow.
"So you are still too naive, how can I let you regain your strength?"
Rowan took the magic spar and watched carefully: "Speaking of you, the wild witch has a lot of strange things, such as this stone that can restore power, and the chicken with the cat's head..."
"You are the chicken, your family is the chicken, are you xxxx blind? Your uncle Edward is obviously a cat eagle!"
Edward, who had been pretending to be a good baby hiding behind Horne, suddenly broke out, jumped in front of Horne, stretched out his wings and pointed at Rowan and cursed.
Rowan's fingers popped out a magical energy, Edward's head was blown up, and Horn's face was stained with flesh and blood.
"It's too noisy, I said you are a chicken and you are a chicken." Rowan said lightly, flicking his fingers.
"Do not!"
Meredith looked at Edward's body in grief. A large part of the reason why she chose to stay to help Horn was because of Edward, so she rushed towards Rowan with red eyes.