Chapter 228 Conditions to Stop
The skinny magician stood on the blood moon, looked at Dylan who was already waiting in front of him, and said with a ferocious smile: "The attack power is still good, but you have successfully angered me. You guys, today Don’t even think about leaving!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the endless swamp filth on the ground condensed into a huge black fist.
The black magician waved his right hand, and the fist of filthy power struck with disgusting power!
Dylan's expression was a bit ugly when he faced this punch. Although the punch didn't come very quickly, his surroundings seemed to be imprisoned and he couldn't even hide!
Above the blood moon, the skinny magician looked at the scene in front of him with a cruel face. He just wanted to watch these guys who killed his disciples die in filth. They were the most accomplished among all his disciples. One, a sixth-level great magician, unexpectedly died here!
"Jie Jie Jie, all of you must die!"
At this moment, a slightly rough voice came out from the void: "Really? I don't think they will die!"
Along with the voice, The void that had been imprisoned by the power of darkness suddenly began to tremble, and then began to crack. A black-faced man wearing armor stepped out of the opened void door.
Looking at the fist full of filth in front of him, the black-faced man swung his fist casually and punched lightly.
On one side is a huge dark fist, and on the other side, although the black-faced man's body is not that of an ordinary person, his fist is still small and pitiful compared to the black fist opposite him, one big and one small, forming a distinct difference between the two sides. Compared.
But in the next second, gray air flow emerged from the black-faced man's fist, turning into a long gray dragon and pounced on the filthy fist on the opposite side. The dragon opened its mouth, ate the fist in one bite, and then disappeared.
"Ms. Peggy!" Sis and Dylan stepped forward and saluted.
"I thought the Legion Commander would come here in person." Dylan looked at Peggy's voice and said with a smile.
Peggy's face darkened, and she waved her hands to indicate that she didn't want to talk about this topic. The older the old man got, the more he would deceive people.
The skinny magician stopped, his face became solemn, and he looked at the black-faced man who suddenly appeared. The man did not show half a plane, but he stood there like a giant overwhelming the world, making him My half-plane is not functioning smoothly!
Not only that, where the black-faced man stood, the rules of darkness were constantly retreating, the black swamp disappeared, the sky turned blue again, and the tombs and skeletons disappeared with this oppression!
"Who is your Excellency?" The skinny black magician did not act rashly. If the sixth-level great magician is still a "human", then the seventh-level saint can no longer be considered a "human". To become a saint, only half a level is required. It can exist almost forever, and its lifespan has reached an unimaginable level. Although it cannot compare with the immortality of the Lords of the Life Tower, it is still extremely terrifying.
Therefore, when faced with this kind of existence, under normal circumstances, if you can do it without taking action, you will not do it. They are all old guys who have lived for who knows how many years. It would be too involved to take action, and there is nothing that can definitely kill each other. It is a means to defeat the opponent, so it is better to find out the identity before making a decision.
There was no expression on Peggy's dark face, and she said calmly: "Abyss Front, Third Legion of Magicians, Peggy!" The
skinny magician's face darkened when he heard this, and the wrinkles on his face that were already dense became deeper. Can a holy magician on the front line of the abyss return to the magician world?
"Your Excellency, as far as I know, the high-level magicians on the Abyss Frontline will not step out of the Abyss Frontline. Why are you here?" Peggy smiled faintly: "Why? Of course it's
because we are the first The deputy commander of the third legion was attacked, so the legion commander was furious and ordered me to handle the matter. "
Deputy commander of the third legion? The skinny magician pointed at Dylan and asked, "Is this him? He killed my apprentice!"
Dylan's face turned slightly red and he turned his head to look aside.
Peggy held back her smile and pointed at Sith and said, "This is it. This is the deputy commander of our Third Legion." "
What?" The skinny magician's face showed surprise for the first time since then. He showed other expressions for the first time since he appeared, but soon he calmed down and smiled conspiratorially: "Your Excellency, you are just entertaining me. Although you are a member of the magician army, you can't entertain a seventh-level person at will. Holy Magician!"
Peggy spread her hands and said: "Who is entertaining you? This is obviously the deputy commander of our third legion, Sis. Show your token to the person in front of you." Sis heard this
. Yan threw his token casually, with an expression that was difficult to express on his delicate face. What Old Bray did was really speechless... The
skinny magician stretched out his hand to take it, and looked at it at a glance When it comes to the unusually eye-catching words "Third Army" and "Deputy Army Commander" on it, as well as the eye-catching Sith mark, combined with the material of the token and the identity of the opposite party, it doesn't look like it's fake... He throws the token back
. , the skinny magician's face was a bit dumbfounded: "What does your legion commander think? Let a second-level magician be the deputy legion commander?"
Dylan has regained his composure, and the old god is looking aside, Peggy's There was no expression on the black face.
Sith reached out and took the token, opened his mouth in embarrassment but said nothing. There was no way to explain this kind of thing.
The skinny black magician sighed slightly at this moment and said: "Forget it, you are members of the magician army and have made great contributions to the magician world. Logically speaking, I shouldn't cause trouble for you. However, he killed my apprentice. This matter must be resolved!"
Peggy took a step forward and stood in front of Sith. There were faint sounds in her body: "How do you want to solve this matter?"
People from the Magician Legion don't know how. Wrong, even if the killing is wrong, then it is killed. It cannot be called killing wrong. The other members of the Magician Legion will only think about how to solve the matter instead of holding their own people accountable. This is the Magician Legion stationed in the abyss. Rule number one on the front lines!
Helping relatives or not!
The skinny magician pondered for a long time, and finally said: "Since you are the magician army on the front line of the abyss, I only have one condition. I need a vampire corpse from the bloody plateau of the fourth layer of the abyss, and it needs to be level six!
" Ji Wenyan's face turned gloomy: "This is impossible. The number of vampires is very small. It is extremely difficult to obtain an ordinary corpse, let alone a sixth-level corpse. This is simply impossible!"
The skinny magician smiled slightly: "But in my opinion, this is very fair. It is very fair to exchange one of my sixth-level disciples for a sixth-level vampire corpse!" At this time,
Sith suddenly stepped forward and said: " Dare I ask, sir, is there a time limit for this sixth-level corpse?" The
skinny magician frowned: "Little guy, do you want to wait until you reach the sixth level before looking for it? Aren't you worried that you won't be able to get there? Level 6?"
Sith smiled slightly: "It's such an adult, and I have never worried about this problem, so I don't know if you have any time limit, sir?" "Haha, you are indeed a
terrible person!" The skinny magic The teacher laughed and said: "When I was in the second level, I never expected to reach the sixth level one day. However, since you have taken on this matter, I will make an exception. I can't be said to bully the younger magicians. You just Just give me a level five corpse!"
Peggy's expression moved, as if she wanted to say something, but she still stopped. Every magician has his own way. Since Sith has chosen it, he must bear it himself. This is the dignity of a magician. .
Third update.
(End of chapter)