On the sidewalk under a building.

A man in red leather armor suddenly appeared, frightening the people walking on the road, and then the people on the street couldn't help but rub their eyes and take a closer look.

There was no one just now, where did this strange-dressed guy come from? Could it be that he was dazzled or did he not see clearly? In fact, he was here just now, but he just didn't pay attention?

The middle-aged man looked at the person who appeared in front of him and suddenly fell into self-doubt Zheng

What the hell, I am sure of it, and I swear to God that there was absolutely no forgiveness here just now. This guy suddenly appeared in front of me, and it was definitely not his own illusion.

The man in front of him shook his head, his face seemed a little pale and he didn't look very comfortable.

"Are you okay?" the man stepped forward and said with concern.

Gray shook his head hard, his head was still dizzy, but this time it was undoubtedly much better than the previous two times. At least he had not lost consciousness. It seemed that he was gradually adapting. It was great.

Hearing someone caring about him, his voice seemed to be illusory and illusory, but he still heard it, Gray waved his hand subconsciously, "I'm fine, thank you."

"You're really okay. You can't have sucked something, right?" The middle-aged man suddenly changed his expression, thinking of another possibility. This guy's appearance is really similar to those addicts. He can't he really meet such a person, right?

Thinking of this, the man took a few steps back. Ran Zhongnian was much more cautious than ordinary young people. He was absolutely unwilling to get involved in this kind of trouble.

If an ordinary person needs help, he is willing to lend a helping hand. After all, he is kind to others. However, in his heart, such a person is a kind of self-deprecating and hopeless person who is completely helpless. If he causes trouble, he will only cause trouble for himself.

Gray didn't know what the man was thinking, so he covered his head and rubbed it slowly to relieve the dizziness in his brain

Suddenly, he felt his hair stand on his body and goose bumps appear, as if someone was stabbing his head with a sharp knife.

"What?"

Before he could think too much, Gray grabbed the palm of his hand, and the sword in the lake appeared in his hand, then waved it hard on his head, his movements as fast as lightning, and shocked the person who came up to care about him.

"Bang!"

Gray felt like he was slashing something heavy object with a sword. The huge impact force made his palm holding the sword suddenly numb, and the tiger's mouth holding the sword cracked directly, and then a crisp sound of shattering sound was heard, which was the sound of the shattering of pottery.

As soon as the sound reached Grey's ear, he felt a pile of fragments hitting him. The fragments that hit him with a powerful impact force were blocked by the dragon leather armor, but the impact force still reached his body, as if someone had hit him with a stone.

Some fragments directly passed through his palms, cheeks, and neck, causing ferocious wounds. The blood flowed out was stained on his face, making it even more terrifying and impactful, making people afraid to get close.

Free from imprisonment, snatching the window with one hand to avoid being killed by being thrown to death from high altitude, Barsazer looked down at the huge pottery that fell, and just saw the pottery being cut open with a sword.

Magician?

Barsazze looked at him. Ordinary people definitely couldn't do this. They met a mage as soon as they came out. Is it a coincidence?

"Damn, who is the one who is a mess? Let me stand it up!" As soon as I came over, I encountered an inexplicable crisis and made myself so embarrassed. Grey, who woke up from the negative state after traveling through time, couldn't help but curse.

It is fake to not be angry. If I reacted a little later, the heavy object of power would hit my head. Even if I had intermediate self-healing, I would not be able to escape death if my head was smashed.

Looking up, Gray saw a man holding the window at a glance.

"It's you!" The wounds on his face and hands slowly healed themselves, but the anger in his heart could not be eliminated. Grey's eyes burst into anger, and he bent his knees and rushed towards the man with his sword.

Barsazze pulled his hands hard and rushed into the room through the window.

Gray then crawled in through the window, looked at the guy in front of him, and walked over with a cold face, "You offended me, how do you want to die?"

Then, without waiting for him to say anything, he threw a fireball in his left hand first.

Facing such an attack, Barsazze instinctively hugged his hands in front of his chest, and a transparent magic wrapped the fireball, exhausting the magic.

"Wait, misunderstandings, all misunderstandings." Barsazer's mind was quickly turned and he immediately understood that this guy thought he had thrown the thing down, so he wanted to seek revenge on him.

"The pottery jar was thrown by Maxim, and I am also a victim like you." Seeing that the irritable guy in front of him was still going to take action and wanted to fight with force, Barsazze quickly explained the incident in the shortest words. Although he didn't see it, he could understand it by thinking about it. Maxim must have come out before himself, and there would be no one else who would deliberately destroy the pottery jar except him.

If he did not escape from it in time, the result would be terrible. Even if he had a teacher's spell on his body, he would not die before finding Merlin's heir. He would have to lose at least half of his life and cultivate for a while before he could recover. This period of time was enough for Maxim to throw him away a lot, find the Horcrux and release Morgana, and then everything would be over.

"Is that so, do you think I will believe you? I didn't see any Maxim. Now you are the only one who is sneaky outside the window. Who are you?" Gray didn't believe it, and the sharp blade pointed directly at Bassazze. "You must give me an explanation, otherwise you won't want to leave now."

"It's not me, Maxim Hoffas is the real murderer. He did it, and I was thrown down too." Barsazer looked at his stubborn look and wanted to knock him down directly. His eyes turned, "How about I take you to find him and ask him to explain to you?"

"Gray." The elf flew in and sat on his shoulder.

Gray felt a clear mind, and his anger subsided a lot, "That Maxim has a grudge against you?"

He also thought it through. The height here was not enough, and the pottery jar could not reach that state even if it fell. It must fall from a higher place before the drilling process

Moreover, the guy in front of him also looked familiar, as if he was a Ghost Knight. He had two tricks and he might not be able to beat him. Let’s record this for now.

Of course, this is not because he is scared, but because he feels that he should clarify the truth and not wrongly accuse a good person.

Barsazze nodded, "Yes, Hofas and I were sealed in the pottery jar. He escaped first, thinking of destroying the pottery jar and killing me or making it impossible for me to stop his actions for the time being."

What is this Maxim Hoffas? Is this demon? It seems that it has not appeared in the Ghost Rider. This guy is not a Ghost Rider. What is that? It seems that he also possesses extraordinary power. "Then I can't trust you for the time being, unless you give me something as collateral."

Barsazer glanced at the window outside, touched the clothes, took out a white gem as big as a soybean and threw it to Gray, "You are also a magician, and there seems to be no magic weapon. This can help you cast spells, and it's okay to hold it. It's better to find magic materials to make a staff or a magic ring."

He had already seen that the guy on the other side had believed in him, but he came up fiercely and retreated and couldn't get over the face, and even wanted to blackmail him.

But he didn't care. It was just a gem that assisted spell casting, which was less than one-fifth of the magic sword face he had on his hands, and the effect was far different. He couldn't use it at all. He could also help him with Hoffas.
Chapter completed!