Warlock War

"Yes!" Old Norman replied firmly, his tone was like the roar of a righteous man who went to death generously before he became a benevolence. Tian Lai Novels⒉

After realizing the power of the angel church’s brainwashing skills, Wang Xu nodded admiringly at the old Norman, and promised him: “Well, since we have collected your money, then we will promise you and we will treat you You can rest assured that you will be a hero of the church soon."

　　 "Thanks..." Old Norman nodded and thanked Wang Xu.

"Also," Wang Xu added before Old Norman could finish: "We will return the body of the old pope to the church to prove that we are telling the truth, um... here you are! "

With that said, Wang Xu handed Old Norman a gray beast crystal nucleus with the size of a child’s fist. It was a Tier 6 spiritual beast crystal nucleus. This spiritual beast crystal nucleus is most suitable for soul boarding. The spiritual magic energy in the sixth-order crystal core, with the ability of old Norman, his remnant soul should be able to carry for tens of thousands of years, at least not like it is now, and it will dissipate in less than a hundred years.

"We can't take you away because our identities need to be kept secret, but," Wang Xu explained to Old Norman in a low voice, "With this crystal core, you can stay away for at least tens of thousands of years, I believe, The church power will return in less than ten thousand years. At that time, you, as a hero, will inevitably be resurrected."

The old Norman, who was said through his mind by Wang Xu, was stunned. He originally planned that way, but he did not have the confidence to wait until the day of resurrection. However, Wang Xu gave him confidence, and the confidence came from that lingering star. The Tier 6 spirit system monster core in the gray mist.

"This...thank you..." Old Norman was so touched that he didn't know what to say. After a long pause, he leaned over and bowed to Wang Xu in a five-body bowing ceremony. This kind of etiquette was originally to the Pope. Shi, now he uses it on Wang Xu.

"No, we have to thank you, thank you for giving us the opportunity to make money, then, goodbye, I hope that next time, we don't meet as enemies, even if that is the case, I hope you will be merciful..." said Then, Wang Xu stood up. After Nilu's six daughters also stood up, Wang Xu put away the pine bench and nodded to Old Norman.

　　 "You laughed..." In old Norman's sincere answer, Wang Xu and the others turned and left under the guidance of the four light mahogany swords.

　　 It wasn't until Wang Xu and the others disappeared into the ruined wall that Old Norman withdrew his moving gaze, holding the Tier 6 spirit system monster crystal core, and slowly disappearing in place...

At this time, Wang Xu and the others, in order to find the treasure that Old Norman said, had left the main road leading to the northwest direction of Vergo City, and walked northeast along the volcanic dust road without an ankle. .

　　 "Why don't we fly over?" Er Dengzi Graya, who soiled her pink boots, complained: "It's too dirty here, it's dirtier than the stone road!"

　　 As he said, the second stunner Graya suddenly realized that, except for herself, when the remaining five people walked on the volcanic dusty ground, they did not leave a trace of footprints. There was no volcanic ash on their shoes.

　　 "Where is it dirty?" Looking at Graya's anxious look, Wang Xu molested her: "Why didn't I think!"

　　 "This layer of dust on the ground is very soft, how can you not leave footprints when you walk on it?" Seeing the long row of footprints behind him, Graya asked in a sharp voice, puzzled.

"Two of our people are gods, who can fly; two are cat people, who have the talent to keep track of whereabouts without leaving a trace; and one is a water system magic sage, even if they can’t fly, they can still be supported by a steady stream of magic. I don’t sink my body; I’m a warlock and can fly. As for you...Aren’t you an assassin, don’t you know how to lighten your body with a grudge?” Wang Xu reminded Graya.

"Oh..." After being counted by Wang Xu, the second stupid son Graya was initiated. After a sigh, she used her own assassin ability to concentrate her fighting spirit on her feet. Finally, she no longer had to endure the volcanic ash contamination. The pain of the boots.

　　 "Why didn't you fly over?" Even though the hygiene problem was solved, Graja still didn't solve her brain damage problem, so she asked a very idiot.

"Hey..." Wang Xu, who didn't want to answer, replied angrily after hesitating for a moment: "Everything here has a history of tens of thousands of years. If you touch it, everything around here may be immediately It will disappear. Do you think those things have endured the wind brought by the giant undead bats inciting their wings?"

　　 "Oh..." Graya nodded again, suddenly realized.

　　 "I order you now not to speak for six hours, otherwise, you will be covered with poison ivy!" Nilu, whose annoying head was big, turned her head and stared at Graya, and yelled at her viciously.

"Hmm..." I wanted to ask why Nilu treated her Graya like this, but Wang Xu directly covered her mouth. When she stared at Wang Xu with pitiful eyes, Wang Xu gestured to her. The gesture of the head, and then, snarled at Nilnu, and hinted Graya with gestures: I can't save you, if you toss, you will be killed by Nilun.

　　 Finally, Graya, a lawless second-fighter like a neuropathy, completely withered, lowered his head, followed Wang Xu and the others without saying a word, and Wang Xu and their ears could finally be cleansed for a while.

Wang Xuxian, who walked and looked at his surroundings~www.wuxiaspot.com~, should be farmland outside the city of Vergo, and the field of vision under the light source is full of desolate, damaged, and volcanic ash. farm.

　　 The roofs of all farm huts that were once covered with thatched have completely collapsed. Many of the livestock sheds behind the houses still contain the bones of some livestock, but those bones have long been petrified by the volcanic ash covering them.

Near the farm, there are also some graves bulging out of the ground. The wooden tombstones on those graves have long been weathered by the years. No one knows who is lying in the grave. Maybe, the power of time, early Just wipe out all the bones in the grave bag.

As they walked, the outline of a blacksmith's shop appeared in front of Wang Xu and the others. The main wooden house of the blacksmith's shop had long been decayed and collapsed, leaving only the foundation made of stones and the middle of the foundation. Of a large anvil.

　　 The unfinished epee on the anvil, and the iron hammer hanging next to the anvil, quietly recounted everything that has been born here-those long forgotten times.

　　 Finally, after walking for almost half an hour, Wang Xu and the others found the first windmill that lost its fan blades and left only a bare stone house near a dry river... (To be continued.)