Chapter 81
At the door of the belief cabin, the third child was already staggering a little. He could barely stand upright with the alloy knife. Seeing this scene, several nobles felt more relieved. With such injuries, half of their lives were gone. Can you stop yourself?
But the third child's face was still extremely calm, even though he could no longer stand still, even though his coughing could no longer be suppressed, even though his breathing had become difficult, and his consciousness had even begun to blur...
But so what!
As long as I can stand here, as long as I can stand up, as long as I am not completely dead, then no one can pass, only the dead!
This is me, a dock coolie who has been called Lao San all his life, an unlucky guy who still doesn’t even have his own name, a strong man who can kill a magician as a mortal!
The third child's eyes became red due to congestion, and he clenched his teeth tightly. Otherwise, he was afraid that he would fall down and never get up again.
The three guards carefully approached Lao San with swords. Although the opponent was seriously injured, his record of killing two knights with one sword was still something that no one dared to underestimate. No one was sure whether he would kill him again before he died. Such a knife!
The third child was holding an alloy knife in his right arm, and his left arm was free. With a sudden movement of consciousness, a magic gun appeared on his left arm!
Looking at the three careful guards in front of him, the third child forced a smile: "Goodbye!"
The trigger was pulled, the magic bullet was fired, the magic circle was pried, and the fire bullets came out of the muzzle one by one...
"Ah!!!"
The screams were endless, and the third child could barely control this magic gun, which was made by the Sith after a classic rifle from the previous life.
Several guards felt a flash of fire in front of their eyes, and then they seemed to fly up. After a casual sweep, they found that the body in front of them looked very familiar...
As several guards were killed, several nobles were burned by exploding fire bombs. The third child also stopped the magic gun in his hand. He was not a murderous person, and now he was just killing the few guards.
"Magician!!!"
Several nobles looked at the third child in shock. The expressions on their faces had changed from disdain to humility, and several nobles with quick eyesight and quick hands were already preparing to salute their chests.
"No wonder I can kill that useless guy. It turns out that I have such a powerful magic weapon in my hand, which can allow mortals to kill magicians!" A voice came from behind the crowd, and the content of the words made everyone stunned. I couldn't help but look back.
A man in black robes walked slowly from behind. Wherever he passed, everyone made way for him, allowing him to move forward all the way to the third child.
"Sir, what do you mean... this person is still a mortal?" a noble next to him asked cautiously.
The man in black robe turned and glanced at the noble with interest: "Of course he is a mortal, magicians are not that easy." The
noble suddenly became bolder. Since he is also a mortal, there is no need to be afraid, even if it is mysterious. At one o'clock, everyone should immediately come forward together.
"Idiot!"
But at this moment, the black runner cursed at the noble!
"You dare to scold me? Who do you think you are?" The nobleman was scolded as a fool in front of so many people, and he immediately lost his dignity.
The man in black robe smiled faintly: "Who am I? You will see me soon..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man in black robe raised a bony hand and pointed towards the fat noble!
Knock... Knock, the noble suddenly covered his throat, as if something huge was blocking it, and he couldn't speak.
But there was no change in his throat, and his whole body began to rot, just like a corpse that had been buried underground for countless years. It was just that this process was accelerated countless times!
The yellow corpse liquid began to drip down, and a disgusting smell came out. Together with the corpses of the previously deceased people, this small space became like hell.
Everyone was shocked and stared dumbly at this man in black robes. It was him who had encouraged himself and others to come here to look for the captain, but he did not appear. Now he just appeared and killed people in such a weird way!
"Magician..." A nobleman began to murmur: "A real magician."
"Dear Magician..."
"Sir, please forgive me for being unreasonable..."
Everyone began to caress their chests Saluting, the black-robed magician enjoyed everything with peace of mind.
The third child couldn't even speak at this moment. He even felt that his eyes were going black. This was the feeling that his life was about to come to an end.
"Master Magician, it's up to you to kill this annoying guy in front of you. How dare a mere mortal dare to offend you!" A nobleman pointed at the third child.
The black-robed magician waved his hand: "You have a precious magic weapon in your hand, which allows you to kill the magician as a mortal. Now, I give you a chance to hand it over, and I will let you die happily. Otherwise, if you fall into my hands, you won't be able to die even if you want to!"
What? He can actually kill the magician? The noble who had just jumped out quickly retreated. After all, the other party could kill even the magician, and it was very easy to kill himself now.
The third child didn't speak, he just raised the magic gun and pointed it at the magician in front of him...
If there is anything in this world that is more terrifying than death, it is probably that life would be worse than death. You have to choose which one is the least. Well, that would definitely be worse than death!
But the third child still raised the magic gun and pulled the trigger. Even if life is worse than death, I will not let you in!
Fire bombs flew out again, but unfortunately, the black-robed magician directly picked up the corpse on the ground and used the body to block the fire bombs!
"It is indeed a powerful magic weapon. If I had such a thing, then I could walk sideways among the magic apprentices!" the black-robed magician said greedily as he looked at the third child in front of him.
"However, if I kill you, this magic weapon is mine too, and that fool is dead, hahaha!!!"
Lao San's magic gun dropped heavily. He no longer had the strength to hold it up, and all his strength was concentrated on On your legs, keep yourself standing and don't fall down!
The captain looked at the third child in front of him. He really fulfilled his promise. I will only stay here. What does your life and death have to do with me? Even his own life and death has nothing to do with him. Until now, this place is still No one comes in.
But now, it's over, the magician is already planning to take action, and this one is already struggling with all his strength to even stand.
And no one noticed that in the innermost part of the cabin, next to the weird box, Sith's eyes had slowly opened... The
black-robed magician laughed ferociously, and waved casually, and a fireball glowing with black flames appeared in the air. , flying quickly towards the third child's chest...
Some people in the crowd covered their eyes, not wanting to see the next scene. The way the magician killed people just now was so cruel, and this loyal slave seemed to be dying too. Here it is...
the belief of the third child. . . This chapter took a long time to write. Five more updates today! First update!
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