I Am Not A Mage Lord

Listening to the other party's seemingly mocking words that seemed to be missed, Lynch suddenly had a fallacy that seemed to be familiar.

In other words, this "Ms. Pain" should be the most powerful existence he has ever seen. Even if Lynch entered the 73rd floor of the Abyss and began to come into contact with all kinds of "big men", Ms. Pain must be here. The highest order, but also the most terrifying existence.

The difficulty of Ms. Pain is not because it is elusive or because of her erratic temperament.

But she is too "style".

A powerful existence that is strong enough to protect Sigil City from being tainted by the gods is even stronger than the gods, but does not require faith, and even responds to all "believers" who try to worship him with extremely violent methods on the spot.

Even the residents of Sigil City did not dare to mention the honorable name easily, and could only be called "Silent Majesty", and protected Lynch did not dare to call the painful chick or the like.

"After all, the prestige of His Royal Highness is spread all over the place, so I should show restraint." Lynch explained euphemistically.

"Prestige? Fear is almost the same." Ms. Pain smiled softly, but the blade behind her felt lighter again.

"How come." Lynch waved his hand. "The Imprint City under the protection of His Royal Highness is enough to prevent God Lingqiu from committing any crimes. There are only a handful of faces that can be done in the world."

Lynch is also telling the truth.

Not to mention hell, which has only nine layers, even if there are many people like the abyss, who can kill more elephants by ants, they will continue to clash with the heavens every year.

The gods of the heavens cannot obliterate the abyss and hell, but it doesn't mean that they don't even have the courage to do it.

"There are too many failures. It's a dog that only needs to remember." Ms. Pain said lightly.

Lynch frowned.

In fact, there are no records of conversations with the "Ms. Pain" in the Imprint City, or in other words, there are no historical witnesses on the sidelines to record the revisions and notes in real time.

Therefore, before this moment, Lynch's understanding of this painful lady was only an impression, and even from the other's style, it was not logically talkative, but the rhetoric just now exceeded the level of normal perfunctory.

Reminiscing that he had compiled so many "gossips" before, the other party didn't get rid of himself first.

Either you have a "favorite" toward yourself.

Either Lynch and her have a "relationship."

Contact with the gods is an extremely cherished opportunity for anyone, especially only when you come into contact with a special circle, can you seize the opportunity from the seemingly small chatter.

Lynch knows this very well. Even in his previous life, he heard some extremely critical information in the ambitions at the dinner table, and even a small investment was latent, which was regarded as earning the first pot of gold in his life.

That's why he cherishes these opportunities for upward contact in this lifetime.

Lai Ping’s life is indeed very easy. I cut off most of the social dinners. I don’t care about it, and my wallet also returns a lot of blood. What I can get is the “social” closure, and even the friend’s treatment of myself from now on. Knowing can only be known through sharing in the circle of friends.

Therefore, when Ms. Pain stood behind him, Lynch did not have any offending panic and fear, but a challenge mentality to face opportunities.

"After all, Your Highness is one of the few existences who transcend God without faith, and we can't overstate it." Lynch once again complimented.

In fact, at this moment, he still can't grasp the portrait of the other person, and now he can only use "conversation" to elicit the topic.

After a lot of people’s greetings, it’s easy to talk about the topic. Lynch can only use general formulas without any clues—starting with compliments from what the other party is best at and well-known.

At this time, any trace of secrets mentioned by Ms. Pain must be a shocking wealth for Lynch.

At this moment, Ms. Pain was silently pursing the smile of her mouth behind the back that Lynch could not see.

She seemed to understand the other person's mind, but she said it according to Lynch's thinking.

"After all, divine power is poison at a certain moment. Instead of that, it's better not to be contaminated at first."

Lynch was taken aback.

Supernatural power?

poison?

What is this rhetoric?

If this is an anti-religious and anti-spirit activist speaking out, Lynch commanded the other party to speak out.

But for different identities, words have different content.

"What do you say?"

After Lynch recovered, he still kept a shocked posture and asked.

Could this be the reason why Ms. Pain refused to be "believers"?

It stands to reason that I don't like believers, but I refuse to respond.

But Ms. Pain was even more marvelous, or more like a sincere exchange of unfeeling, she would instead appear to educate those believers.

Change to be anyone, knowing that you are secretly crushed by someone, even if you don't catch a cold to the other person, you won't tear your face and yell.

unless.

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Divine and poisonous.

These words are worthy of Lynch's visit today.

In RPG games, novices often encounter a problem, that is, not knowing whether the path they are currently choosing is the right path.

In other words, what is it like to add equipment routes that are playable and strong enough?

Generally, when the game is in the middle of the life, after the update is stable, everyone basically explores the same, and the original development has become a copy.

But in the real world, there is no "good intentions to play high."

At this moment, Lynch was very clear in his mind that this might be the most critical moment when he came in this time.

Even what he knows, a random one is enough to change the rest of his life.

According to the rumors, one of the sources of Ms. Pain is the creation family.

As Lynch thought about it, his mind suddenly tightened.

Suddenly he saw a kind of "death method" from the inheritance of the dragon-

Ms. Pain has always shown herself in a secret posture, so no one has ever been able to flow out of the battle with the opponent.

She seems to have no powerful image of a "data model" at all.

Even the few killing records of Ms. Pain are recorded like this-she floated towards the target, the shadow fell on the opponent, and the pain fell down with thousands of swords, and the flesh on the bone was stripped...

"Without divine power, I am destined to be able to act on the gods at my own will." Ms. Pain said lightly behind.

"I can see your inner curiosity. But what follows, are you sure, are you really ready?"

"Next, every time you hear a secret, it will change the destiny of your life."

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