overlord the summoner of miracles

The night passed, but the movement in the tomb did not stop.

The Supreme Supreme gave the order, and all the Guardians of the Floor became vigilant and sent their men to patrol around.

And Albede, as the chief steward, has also sent the report to the residence of the two supremes on the tenth floor.

The flying squirrel is in the room, trying to operate a mirror, and Sebas stands straight to the side, like a dedicated housekeeper and a heartfelt guard.

"Excuse me, Lord Squirrel, this is a report on Nasalik's military defenses, and the management policy that I have decided on after consulting with Dimiugos. The

flying squirrel motioned for Albede to put the report there, and now was the critical moment for him to figure out how to use the mirror.

Suddenly, with a wave of his hands, the picture in the mirror quickly zoomed in, and a village appeared.

He did it.

Sebas immediately applauded, followed by Albede.

The flying squirrel nodded triumphantly but pretended to be reserved, slowly zooming in on the picture.

From a bird's eye view, the village is bustling with people running everywhere, and there seem to be horses and flames.

"Is it a celebration?"

Sebas glanced at him, a sharp chill in his eyes.

"No, in my opinion, a massacre, I'm afraid.

Hearing this, the flying squirrel frowned at his non-existent brow, adjusted his angle, and looked at the village level.

A knight wielded a sword on a galloping horse, and with a brutal smile slashed deep wounds on the roadside peasants, splattering blood.

A peasant woman cried and hugged the knight's leg, her face full of tears, as if she was begging for something, but in exchange for the knight's fierce sword.

A man who fell to the ground, his face covered in blood and dust, he looked ahead, his gaze happened to coincide with the perspective of the mirror, and the hatred, unwillingness, and fear in his eyes seemed to overflow through the mirror.

Sebas looked at this scene and felt uneasy.

"My lord, what should I do?"

the flying squirrel was indifferent.

"There is no benefit in turning a blind eye. We're new to the city, so don't make enemies. "

What Lord Flying Squirrel said is very true. "

Jarbede sent a rainbow fart.

Sebas was replied to but was silent.

He has a whopping 300 points, and his Justice at the [Extreme] level makes it difficult for him to stand idly by. But the Guardian's obedience to the supreme nature keeps him from disobeying the flying squirrel's orders.

The flying squirrel sensed that the atmosphere of Sebas was wrong, and when he looked back, he was reminded by that look.

He used to be a low-level miscellaneous fish, but just because the initial race chose the undead, he was abused and killed by a group of bad players who had a hobby of hunting aliens.

When he was forced to retreat, a man in armor descended from the sky and rescued him.

"Why do you want to save me

?" "As a knight, isn't it natural to protect justice and help those in need?"

The idea of the "Tachimisan ......"

flying squirrel changed.

"Yarbed, the Great Tomb will immediately enter the first level of combat readiness, and at the same time, you yourself will prepare yourself and come to support at any time.

"Lord Squirrel, what do you want?"

the flying squirrel stood up and summoned the Staff of Ainziulgon... to open the portal.

"I'm just doing an experiment, and it's time to test what level my strength is in this world. The

flying squirrel teleported away, and Claude received the news as soon as possible.

"That guy, why are you so reckless!"

Claude teleported over immediately, and brought a guy with him at the same time.

Juan Carlos, summoned yesterday.

Obviously, the Demon Guards have disappeared after the end of the skill CD, but this guy has stayed until now.

If nothing else, he probably won't dissipate on his own.

Exactly, try his combat power.

Now Juan Carlos has changed his shotgun, and he is wearing a luxurious relic-level equipment, which is the second level under the artifact. It's a bit too luxurious to arm a mere level 50 guy.

But who let this be the supreme supreme's cronies, Juan Carlos originally just wanted to get a few more powerful pieces of equipment, but the storekeeper was too enthusiastic, and as soon as he saw the supreme supreme's ring, he tried his best to stuff the equipment on him.

As far as his current equipment is concerned, it is still the result of his resignation.

The portal opened, and Juan Carlos jumped out quickly, throwing a flashbang to find his way.

There were no enemies, only two little girls, and the corpse of a knight.

Claude followed suit.

"Huh, the defensive magic that the flying squirrel left behind?" he

approached the two girls, their distorted faces almost causing them to scream.

Claude felt that he had been struck, and his face was so artistic that he screamed in fright......

Juan Carlos took over the task of negotiation very consciously, and his appearance finally made the two less resistant.

"Where is the person who laid the defensive magic for you?"

the younger girl asked, subconsciously raising her hand and pointing in the direction of the village.

But it was quickly slapped off by the big one.

"How can you betray your benefactor to the bad guys!" the

little girl reacted and immediately buried her head in tears.

Juan Carlos's face darkened, does he look like a bad guy?"

The

two of them rushed to the village, just in time to see the Death Knights brutalizing and killing the white-armored knights.

"Come and save me! I'll give you three hundred gold coins! No, four hundred! Five hundred! If you save me, I can give you as much as you want!" Belius

looked at the approaching Death Knight, and the horror on his face almost condensed into substance.

He's just here to do a gilded mission, why did he come across a monster like the Death Knight that is enough to slaughter the city and destroy the country!"

"Roar!!!"

The Death Knight roared angrily, raising his serpentine sword and slashing down.

Belius screamed and fell to the ground, only to find himself unharmed.

"Hey, the five hundred gold coins you just talked about, but you have to talk about it. "

A man in strange armor is holding a handguard knife, blocking a blow from the Death Knight.

At this moment, in Belius's eyes, the figure of the man is so majestic.

"Don't say five hundred, I'll give you a thousand if you want it!Hurry up and help me get rid of this monster!"

As soon as the words fell, Belius regretted it. With this guy, it's good to be able to block a blow, and killing the Death Knight is simply wishful thinking, if you know it, you will say that he will help him get out, I'm afraid there will still be a chance.

However, what he didn't expect was that this guy suddenly exerted his strength, and after forcing the death knight back with a sword, he pulled out a strange iron pipe from his waist like lightning.

"Burst Lightning, Five Bullets!" Five

gunshots rang out in succession, and because the interval was so short, it seemed that there was only one gunshot in everyone's ears.

The Death Knight raised his shield in front of him and took the blow, but he was also knocked back by a full ten meters.

The black giant tower shield ploughed deep furrows in the ground, and the power of this blow was evident.

"That's it. "

A magical bard in purple robes and a strange mask floated in the air, flanked by a knight in black armor.

"Stop the senseless killing, get out of this village, I can spare you from dying. The

voice of the Magic Bard was like a heavenly sound, and the knights escaped with no regret.

And in the sky, the seemingly dashing magic chanter was actually panicked in his heart.

Claude San, what are you doing again!