The Primordial Wizard

The condescending Ace jumped down with a blank expression on his face, his heart fire gathered in his right hand, and he pierced the heart of one of the energetic members with his palm, making it impossible to survive.

Immediately afterwards, he turned around and kicked the two people next to him flying. The two who were alive had lost their fighting power in an instant and lay on the ground unable to move.

Ace picked up the dagger, and the jackdaws flew by in the night, making a croaking sound, he raised the dagger high, and stabbed down hard.

In the early morning of the next day, Old Pete, who got up early to pick up dung, pushed the dung cart to the alley, and unexpectedly saw several active members and the young man lying on the ground, covered with dark red blood.

"Killed! Killed again..."

boom!

In the west alley of the old street, a burly man angrily smashed a hole in the table. He looked around for more than a dozen people, all of whom were strong and strong northern barbarians.

They pushed an old man to the ground and knelt down. The old man was trembling. It was Pete who was picking dung, and he was terrified now.

"The reason why our Mayen Gang can gain a foothold in Old Street is that we are ruthless. We dare to kill anyone and do any business, so we can monopolize the order here and let the northerners gain a foothold in the capital.

But today someone dared to kill our brother, I looked around at Du En, and swore in the name of Violent Bear Maien's righteous brother, that the guy who killed us must be cut into pieces. First chop off the hands and eyes of this old thing, to see who dares to disrespect us. "

Pete, who had been paralyzed for a long time, struggled and shouted: "I didn't offend the Mayne gang, I didn't offend, I'm innocent, don't chop off my hands, don't dig... ah"

Before he finished speaking, his eyes were not gouged out, the northern barbarians are so rough and decisive.

Miserable screams sounded in the courtyard, and passers-by nearby walked away quickly. Ace, wearing a cloak, had bright eyes and was resting in the shadows. His pupils suddenly shrank, and his breathing was short for a moment.

It turned out that Old Pete, who had his hand and eye gouged out, was thrown out. His eyes were closed tightly, his hands were gone, and two lines of blood and tears flowed out. He tried to cover his face with his arms without hands, but more blood flowed horizontally.

A savage came out and yelled loudly: "The bastards who hurt people secretly, our Maien Gang is the sky in the old street, and no one who kills us can escape. This old man is a proclamation, hiding in the Guy in the dark, don't get caught by me!"

After he finished speaking, he walked back aggressively. Old Pete was still rolling on the ground, and no one dared to step forward to help.

Ace clenched his fist, then loosened it. It was because he was not strong enough during the day, and the target was too obvious if he did it, so he had to wait until night.

This Mayne gang is indeed too hateful. It happens that I am short of money. If I don’t have money, I can’t buy those rare treasures full of vitality. If possible, wouldn’t it be better to eliminate this Mayne gang and seize their wealth?

Though thinking so, Ace didn't rush into action.

He hasn't investigated and cleared this dynamic organization yet. If the people in this organization have extraordinary power, it will be very difficult for him.

"It's also because of me that this old man suffered an indiscriminate disaster. No, it's mainly because of the lawless Mayne Gang."

Ace walked out of the shadows, his skin was a little hot from the sun, he wrapped himself up hard, and walked towards Old Pete.

Ace could feel the peeking eyes of people in the dark, but he couldn't let such a poor man cry here, and at this moment, a gust of fragrant wind hit.

A girl in a long skirt that was different from the old street, with her blond hair rolled up, ran over like the wind and helped the bloody old Pete up.

Old Pete's blood stained the girl's white dress instantly red. The girl didn't care about the stain on the dress. Instead, she supported the old man vigorously and comforted him softly.

Ace stopped, he had already noticed that several barbarians had followed him, he snorted coldly, and disappeared into the dark.

After a while, Ace stepped on the rubble like a cat, got a mask of a smiling cat with a white face from somewhere, and followed more than a dozen people from the Mayne Gang.

The girl was still talking to Pete. She looked about fifteen or sixteen years old. She had a delicate appearance, a tall and small nose, rosy lips, and fair skin. She was really a beauty.

The members of Vitality who followed were discussing in low voices.

"This chick doesn't look like the person who killed our brother."

"Whether she looks or not, have you ever seen such a beauty?"

"Hey hey..."

bump!

The sound of fists hitting his head sounded, and Huanyan Du En said angrily in a low voice: "Is this beauty something you can miss hehehe? This should be given to Brother Violent Bear Mane."

Several people quickly nodded in agreement, and a somewhat skinny barbarian boasted: "Brother, you are smart. If you give such a beauty to Boss Bear, he might pass on the Berserker practice to you as soon as he is happy."

Du En nodded, and then angrily said: "What nonsense, I am out of the sincerity of my brother, as to whether I can become a berserker, is it up to you or me?"

While speaking, the girl had already helped Pete walk through two alleys. When Du En and others were about to catch up, they suddenly saw the girl picking up Pete, walking like flying, and disappearing in a blink of an eye.

Ace, who was following, nodded. The girl looked not only kind-hearted, but also quick-witted. He leaned against the rubble of the roof, remembering the looks of the energetic members one by one.

Du En stared around, and said angrily: "The old Pete's house is nearby, and the little girl can't run away, even if she runs away, we have to kill Pete and let everyone know that they are against us." fate."

Ace frowned when he heard this. He originally wanted to act at night, but he had to do it when he heard this.

Since he was the first to capture the king, he jumped down from the roof, his right arm was burning with fire, and he fell from the sky, hitting Du En in the ring eye.

Dunn suddenly heard the sound of breaking through the air, and subconsciously rolled to avoid, but he avoided Ace's vital attack, leaving a bloody wound on his arm.

Ace was also a little surprised when he missed a hit. The savages swarmed up with machetes and sticks. Ace leaped out of the encirclement and snatched a machete with his backhand.

This knife almost poured all the power of Ace's heart fire, and the power of heart fire turned into a sharp and scorching knife energy, which spread an extremely thin wave in the city in an instant, cutting off the barbarians present.

The bodies of these dozens of people slid down slowly and uniformly. The savages who lost their lower bodies did not die immediately. They struggled on the ground for a long time, howling in pain.

Dunn looked panicked, and muttered in his mouth: "Glorious Knight, scary..."

The heart fire in Ace's chest has been basically exhausted, leaving only a trace of fire, and it is impossible to continue to use it.

His blood energy was similar, but his steps were solid and his momentum was overwhelming. Dunn was almost frightened and dared not resist at all, allowing Ace to cut him down with a knife and separate his body.

A female exclamation sounded, and Ace turned his head suddenly. It was the girl who had just helped Pete.

The girl was holding a long sword and her blood-stained white dress looked quite unique. Ace didn't speak after seeing her, but jumped to the roof with all his strength, stepped on the rubble and ran across the roof before disappearing.

The girl recalled the scene just now, thin, cloaked, white cat mask, corpses and blood all over the floor, she couldn't help covering her mouth, her stomach was churning.

She wanted to warn those vitality members and beat them up, but she couldn't help throwing up when she saw such a scene. After controlling the discomfort in her stomach, the girl walked into the corpse, her sky-blue pupils shrinking suddenly.

"This neat injury almost looks like someone was cut off by an extremely sharp weapon. It is indeed possible, but these people are in different positions, and it is unlikely that they will swing a dozen knives in different directions in an instant, that is, Say……"

Her expression was gradually shocked, and she said slowly:

"Holy Light Saber Qi? Even though I was called a genius by everyone in the town, the beautiful girl who couldn't cultivate the stunt, unexpectedly appeared here, as expected of the royal city Bernarda. It seems that I am still a little lazy, I must work hard Yes, Jamila Bernard!"

Ace didn't know how shocked this girl named Yamila was. Whether it was sword qi or knife qi, it was an extremely advanced martial skill. In this world, except for the blue-blooded people and a few people who believed in the spirit of nature, most of them The extraordinary power of man comes from the Holy Light.

Ordinary people obtain power seeds by praying to the Holy Light Church. This kind of thing is similar to divine grace and is very rare.

The general method is to improve physical fitness, donate a large amount of indulgences, and exchange for the Holy Light Seed Giving Ceremony presided over by the local bishop. It can be exchanged once or twice.

Jamila is from an ordinary peasant family. She liked to dance with knives and guns since she was a child, and learned martial arts from the old mercenaries in the town while listening to all kinds of magical experiences.

When she was ten years old, she went to the church to worship as usual, and it happened that the bishop of the district came to the mass and presided over the worship activities for them in person.

Jamila felt that the bishop was really extraordinary, and under such circumstances, she actually felt extremely calm. She prayed to the Holy Light with all her heart, and felt as if a warm force was touching her, and she seemed to have returned to her mother's embrace.

When she opened her eyes again, it was dusk, and she was the only one left in the church.

The priest said that seeing her earnestness in prayer, he didn't have the heart to interrupt her. She half understood, and in the days that followed, she often came to the church alone to pray early in the morning.

After many attempts, Jamila once again experienced that unusually warm feeling. She gradually found the trick, told the Holy Light to listen to her expectations, and prayed to the Holy Light to bless her, so that she would not be an ordinary village girl marrying her life Son, so that I can take risks in various places like a mercenary.

Perhaps her simple prayer was really answered by the Holy Light. After a certain warmth, Jamila obtained a unique power, the Holy Light Seed.

The priest first discovered her aptitude, taught her carefully, and recommended Jamila to study in St. Ivan's Cathedral this year. She has studied in the cathedral for two months and has cultivated the seeds of holy light into the breath of holy light.

After the breath of holy light was cultivated, Jamila's strength immediately increased greatly, and she was so confident that she came to the famous old street to uphold justice.

"The Mayne gang here is really hateful. I must carry out the will of the Holy Light and wipe out the evil forces above the people here! But it seems unrealistic for me to be alone. It is best to find Mr. Catface and act together."

Jamila clenched her fists cutely, held up the long sword in her hand, and held a "cremation" for these corpses according to the ceremony of the Holy Light Church.

The aura of holy light condensed on the long sword, and sparks rose from the starting point. Jamila slammed the long sword close to a corpse, and the sparks turned into white fire, instantly burning the corpse to ashes.

She took a breath, her face was pale, she sat there to adjust her state for a long time, and continued to "cremate" the next body.

About busy until the moon was high at night, Jamila finally cremated all the corpses.

On the other side, Ace went straight to Huanyan Dun's residence, killed the few people who stayed behind, robbed some gold, silver and jewelry, and gave a lot of money that he couldn't spend to the nearby residents.

He doesn't give much to each resident, probably enough for half a year and a year. The wealth touches people's hearts. The right amount is a kind of help, and the excessive amount is harmful.

Ace was not in a hurry, he changed his outfit first, the black cloak was still made of opaque material, so it was expensive.

A well-fitting outfit, calfskin boots, and a high-quality steel sword changed Ace's whole temperament.

Only the white cat face mask is still kept, because he always moves at night and wears a cat face mask. For a while, rumors of a white cat righteous man appeared in the old street.

In a dilapidated wooden house, the mother is vividly telling the story of the white cat righteous man to the child.

"The righteous man of the white cat is the righteous man of the Holy Light. He executes the judgment on behalf of the Holy Light in the dark and helps many poor and dangerous people. Moreover, he often appears in front of people's windows under the moonlight and secretly sends some money..."

The child who was listening to the story with great interest suddenly interrupted his mother, and the grandma said: "Is that the white cat righteous man? I think he is putting silver coins in our window."

The mother was startled, and turned around to see that there was no one. She was about to scold the child for speaking, when she suddenly saw something glistening on the window sill. She took a candle and went over to see that it was a small pile of silver coins.

Just as she murmured her thanks, Ace stepped on the roof and jumped up, striding like flying in the night with the moonlight.

"Sure enough, when I set the characters and draw up a good story, I can act as the protagonist and complete one after another 'stage play' in a grand manner, and these 'stage plays' are fermented in the mouths of the people. It only takes ten days for me to You have collected a lot of power of destiny!"

I saw Ace lightly slapping his hand, and it turned out to be a faint ghost of a spindle, with a magical rhythm in it, as if he was telling something.

If you look carefully, a silver thread has just been harvested on the spindle, which is the thread of fate.

"I am the projection of the main body, and I also have the marks of all the treasures of the main body. Other treasures are out of date, but this projection of the spindle of fate is very useful. I can use the 'drama' to harvest the power of fate and strengthen my own. exist.

Just why didn't he harvest the aura of Dayuan? Is it because the unit drama mode is too single? Or do I need to brew a **** now? "