But at this moment, a low voice came from the forest, saying, "He is a fraudulent surrender and attack!"

Notan seemed extremely panicked and quickly said loudly: "No! Don't! I was really moved by Lord Jermain's words, so I came out to surrender. Lord Jermain, you can't speak without trust!"

"How can you prove it if you want to surrender?" Jermain's voice came from afar.

After hesitating for a moment, Notan thought that he had split and super strong recovery anyway, so he would be fine if he endured the pain. He took out the Half Moon Sword and slashed a sword on his left little finger. His little finger fell down and blood gushed like a spring.

Everyone was shocked to see Notan's behavior, and Rachester also sighed that this kid was so cruel to him.

"This is proven, right?" Notan said, covering his bleeding hands.

"It's OK!" Jayne's voice came over, and then he ordered: "Tie him!"

Immediately, several black shadows jumped out of the forest and rushed towards Notan.

"No need, I'll walk over by myself!" Notan smiled slightly and began to walk forward with big strides.

The forest was silent, and then there was a rumbling sound. Notan saw a row of warriors wrapped in dark armor breaking through the bushes and short trees and walking out in one go. The giant sword in their hands shone coldly, and there was a faint halo around the black armor, which obviously blessed many magical effects. After a while, another white-robed warrior walked out of the black-armored warrior. If you want to describe it, this white-robed warrior looked fairy-like, with a rosy face, and a bit of a masterful demeanor. Notan thought he should be Jemaine.

Jermain looked at Notan with a cold look, and the soldiers seemed very cautious when they waited until Notan approached.

Notan couldn't help laughing and said, "What are you afraid of? I'm just a warlock less than level 20, you are much better than me!"

"My warrior is not as cunning as you!" Jaymain smiled faintly, and waved his hand. A black-armored swordsman suddenly rushed out, raised his giant sword and slashed towards Notan.

Notan pretended to be shocked and shouted, "What do you want to do?" Then he waved his hand and threw it out.

After a loud "boom", the black-armored warrior was blown away, but Notan was surprised to find that the black-armored swordsman's black-armored swordsman had not broken, and even had only a little damage. At the same time, countless arrows with different runes and attributes were like fine rain, shooting towards Notan.

"Bastard Jermaine, you have no faith!"

But Jayne laughed and said, "Can you trust me if you treat a cunning boy like you?"

At such a close distance, such dense arrows, and those black-armored swordsmen have already slaughtered them together, even a very powerful master may not be able to dodge them. Jermain believes that even if the ability of a warlock is less than the twenty-level warlock, even if the heroic spirits help him, he cannot dodge them.

However, experts are experts, and Nortan is Nottan. It is very rare for people in the world who have the skills of "space teleportation".

The arrow shot at the place where Notan had just stood, inserted into the tree trunk and rocks, and made a buzzing sound due to the momentum. All the black-armored swordsmen were also lost. After seeing again, Notan had appeared in front of him, holding a black thing and stuffing it into his mouth.

Jermain was shocked and immediately shut up. His body was covered with flames in an instant, followed by a loud "bang" sound in his ears. Jermain's body couldn't help but take a few steps back, looking quite embarrassed. However, when he realized that he wanted to use magic to kill Notan on the spot, he found that this guy was already standing on a big tree a hundred meters away.

"Kill!" Jermain's face was frosty and gave a cold order. But at this moment, several screams came from afar. When he focused on Notan, Rachester killed many surrounding people and had already left with Perscarmen and Siltler.

Nortan originally wanted to take advantage of Jermain's inattention and teleported the bomb into his mouth with a space teleportation. Who knew that Jermain's reaction was so fast. At this time, he could only spread his hands, expressing helplessness, and said, "I really want to surrender! Think about it, I was a student of Dean Hassan, the eldest master of the Phoenix family. How bored I am with such a good future and go against the ruling of the Holy See!"

Notan's words were reasonable, but how could Jermain trust him so easily? When the ruling issued a killing order against Notan, Sect Master Claude specifically reminded that although this young man was not of high level, he was powerful, meticulous, cunning and resourceful, and was really a difficult opponent. Jermain didn't agree at first, but after seeing Notan use such mysterious skills as "space teleportation", he finally began to face this super genius who was not yet at level 20.

The black-armored swordsman had already rushed towards the big tree where Notan was located, and in response to it was a wave of fireballs and ice arrows.

Notan swung the Half Moon Sword and hardly drew the formation. The surging flames ignited around him. Before the black-armored swordsmen approached, they felt a blazing wave of heat sweeping over him.

The flames covered Notan's body. Jermain cast a "Sky Thunder Blast Flame" from afar. Countless thunders rumbling from the sky towards the place where Notan was originally standing. Amid the strong explosion, Notan's faint voice came from the fire waves, "Jermain, I didn't want to be enemies with the Judgment Church, who knew you were involved in the door, so don't blame me for being ruthless!" Notan's voice was flat and mechanical, as if he didn't take a great warlock like Jermain at all, as if he didn't take a level 60 like Jermain into consideration.

When did Jermain be looked down upon like this, a strong anger surged in his heart. In his anger, three or four bombs flew out from different angles, forming a big triangle that surrounded Jermain.

"A little trick!" Jermain shouted loudly, desperately urging the formation to resist the explosion. However, the maximum fire wave and the explosion shock wave made him feel unstable, and the formation was also drawn crookedly. When the last bomb exploded, Jermain almost fell to the ground. Finally, he finally resisted the shaking of his body, raised his hand and generated a super giant fireball with a diameter of more than ten meters.

After a loud "boom", the flames in the forest rose up to thirty meters high, covering an area of ​​two hundred meters. The black-armored swordsman at the center of the explosion of the fireball let out painful howls, and finally almost completely wiped out to the ground. The assassins who were approaching the sneak attack also fell from the trees and wailed in pain.

However, when the flames disappeared, in the core area of ​​the explosion, the burned forest, there was no Notan's figure.
Chapter completed!