Warlord of Chaos

Chapter 85—The Great Prophet

Although Han Jin and others ended the fighting in a short period of time, the casualties of the villagers were still very heavy. The bodies on the ground were almost fifty or sixty together, and no one could cover the corpse. God knows when vampires will appear?

Gradually picking up all the way, all the way to the line, Han Jin and others can not care whether those villagers can keep up, Lei Zhe introduced in detail, from here to the northwest about 150 miles, is the West City of the Bet League, With strong defenses, vampires should not dare to attack there. The focus now is to try to shorten the time spent on the road.

However, at this time of life and death, the villagers also broke out the potential, biting their teeth and following behind the team, from noon to dusk, only a few hundred people have been extended to a few miles long, sparsely pulled.

Stillberg and Little Joseph couldn't stand it anymore. Seeing Han Jin stopped to look back. Whether Han Jin was going to stop and rest, they sat down on the ground and gasped. Among the whole team, the most relaxed people are probably Lei Zhe and Julie. In order to ensure everyone's fighting power, they can no longer let others carry Lei Zhe on the road. Han Jin has released two wooden soldiers, so that the wooden man carries one and holds One is going forward, although it is a waste, but this time can not be carefully calculated.

The villagers who arrived in succession also sat down on the ground, and some even lay down directly, mourning.

"Here's here to rest today." Xiannier whispered.

"It can only be like this." Han Jin nodded and then slowly sat on the ground.

When the wooden man put Lei Zhe and Julie on the ground, his body shook and suddenly fell forward, and then disappeared without a trace. A grayish white woodcarving rolled into the grass, and Joseph’s eyes were quite strong. Ok, hurriedly jumped up and found the small woodcarving, and respectfully handed it to Hanjin.

Han Jin took over the woodcarving. The body of the tree demon is blue-green, and the wooden man is also the same. Now the small wood carving has turned grayish white, and it is covered with small cracks. It is only a pinch, and it emits a series of subtle cracks. In the terminology of the Daomen, the aura above has been consumed, and the small woodcarving has become a piece of dead wood.

"Throw it away, this thing is useless." Han Jin smiled.

"Is that given to me?" Little Joseph asked a little embarrassed.

"What do you want it to do?" Han Jin glanced at the expectations of Joseph’s eyes. He faintly understood what he was, then took a wooden man from the space ring and swung his hand in the air a few times. A few new symbols, if it is released by himself, there is no need to make such troubles. If you give it to someone else, you have to add all the symbols: "This is for you, take it."

"Give me a message??" said Joseph, amazed and happy.

"Yeah." Han Jin nodded. "Did you learn magic with Sasou? Try to touch it with your mental strength."

Little Joseph fixedly looked at the wooden man soldier, half awkward, and said with amazement: "Yeah... there is a... very strange feeling! Really weird!!"

"Then you can already release it."

"Thank you," said Joseph, who was respectful and respectful.

Han Jin’s eyes turned and found that Stealberg’s face was full of envy, but he did not dare to come over and ask for it. Han Jin smiled: “Steelberg, come over, there is also one.”

Stilberg jumped up and said: "Young Master!"

Han Jin took out a wooden man soldier and added the symbol to Tilberg: "You don't have to teach you."

"Well, Master, I will." Stillberg carefully put the wooden man in his pocket.

"Cough..." Xiannier coughed, and when Han Jin looked over, her eyes narrowed to one side.

Looking down at Sunnier's eyes, Julie and Michelle were staring at Steigenberg and Little Joseph, and Han Jin could not help but sigh. Is this eating a big pot of rice?

"Beautiful, Michelle, come over, you also have a share." Han Jin called.

"I don't have to, you protect me, I am safe." A glimpse, then smiled.

“Who can guarantee that there is no negligence?” Han Jin said slowly: “In the critical moment, if we don’t have time to take the shot, you can save yourself.”

"You are welcome." Siniel laughed. "Raphael is right, afraid of an accident."

Julie and Michelle are no longer allowed to push, and before Han entered, Han Jin put two modified soldiers in their hands.

"Raphael, what about me?" Moxie smiled and came over and put on Hanjin's shoulder to show the intimacy between the two people.

"Roll." Han Jin is very happy to return.

"No? It's too unfair!" Moxico snorted and screamed.

"You don't want to mess around, you need magic to make cockroaches," said Siniel, and then her eyes turned to Han Jin: "Raphael, in addition to Holy Light, you will not be more vulnerable. Magic?” Xiannier also saw it. To deal with the powerful vampire, the power of 'Shengguang’ was greatly reduced, and other methods must be found.

"Yes." Han Jin nodded.

"Then why have you never used it? Is it too long to prepare?" Siniel showed a happy color: "If so...we can protect you, how powerful is that magic?"

"If the opponents are all vampires, they should be able to eliminate hundreds of them at once." Han Jin said very frankly.

"So what are we running??" Moxico jumped up.

"According to the current speed... I can release that magic after three years."

"I am going to..." Moshinko couldn’t laugh.

Xiannier reacted and was teased by Han Jin once again. She couldn’t help but turn her eyes, and the kind of sweet eyes gave people a feeling of suddenness.

Han Jin’s eyes are sharp. He has a curiosity. What kind of face is hidden behind the mask? It is said that the elves are very beautiful, Han Jindao: "Xinnier, how long have you been together? Almost half a year, you said... Should we let us see your true colors? Maybe we will immediately Will be surrounded by vampires, at least not to leave a regret for us all."

"Yes, yes." Moxike absolutely agreed with Hanjin’s suggestion. He called: "Xinnier, is there a rule in your family, who will marry you if you see your true face?"

"Do you listen to those bards who tell stories and listen to them?" Sinner said faintly.

"It doesn't matter, I would like to recommend a person to you." Moxike couldn't understand the meaning of Siniel. He said it himself, and then patted Han Jin's shoulder: "This is pulling." Mr. Phil, the great prophet, the great priest, the great priest, the great magician, or the great aristocrat, can gather so many great ones, shouldn’t you be humiliated?"

Xiannier stunned, Han Jin also stunned. They all knew that Mo Xinke had nothing to do with nonsense, but this kind of words was a little over, and they felt very embarrassed. The rebuttal was not, no rebuttal.

The Moss Branch saw the atmosphere was stiff and the difference between it and the imagination was too great. Only then did it realize that it was not appropriate, and rushed to the topic of transfer of wisdom: "Right, if you count the madness, Rafael is still a warrior. ”

Everyone has a heartbeat, and Mossenko is right. Although Han Jin’s body can’t be compared with Mo Xinke, he must admit that Han Jin is very strong, especially after blessing, the speed and strength have been greatly increased. Ascension, just no fighting.

"Raphael, how is the research on madness? Is there any progress?" Moxike is obviously looking for nothing, as long as he can successfully transfer the sight of Sunil, he can't stand it. Cold feeling.

Unfortunately, the Moxenko seems to have forgotten that to study madness, it is necessary to have research objects, and his Moss is the best target.

Han Jin looked at the expression that Moxike looked like, and he smiled in his heart. Is this a self-investment?

"You don't say that I have forgotten it. Don't worry, after we settle down, I will ‘study seriously' with you.”

After listening to Han Jin’s words, Mo Xinke discovered that he had just climbed out of a pit and immediately fell into another deeper hole. He could not help but cry.

"But really, I saw it for the first time. Someone can get involved in so many fields, prophets, priests, priests, or magicians, Raphael. How did you do it?" Sasko is not In order to resolve the embarrassment of Moxico, I just asked a question that everyone wants to know.

Even Xian Nier’s eyes turned to Han Jin, and she also hoped to get answers.

"This... is very complicated to say." Han Jin sank a bit: "After, there will be opportunities for us to talk later."

Everyone was slightly disappointed, but they didn't ask anything. This is personal privacy. For example, Shannier always wears a mask. Could it force Shannier to pick up the mask?

"Since you are a teacher, why not make a beast? This should bring a lot of people." Lei Zhe suddenly broke the silence.

Han Jin was suddenly stunned. Some things, not that he couldn’t do it, but he couldn’t think of it. He used to make wooden people, mainly to protect himself. He never thought about wasting energy elsewhere, but he now The speed of energy, the consumption of making artifacts is negligible.

"You just said, if I continue to wear a mask, I will leave regrets for everyone, is that true?" Xiannier whispered.

“Well?” Han Jin’s glimpse, is the topic already gone? Why did Xiannier want to mention it again?

"The great prophet, please allow me to call you this time..." Siniel showed a bitter smile.

Chanel’s words were full of ominous tastes. Han Jin suddenly remembered that he said that everyone was surrounded by vampires, which would leave regrets. He hurriedly looked up and looked into the sky, in the faint dawn of the sky. A large black dot is flying rapidly here, there are hundreds of them, and Han Jin is immediately stunned.