MTL - Noble Emblem-Chapter 1113 No eternal ally, only survival and benefits

How is this going! Why did this guy eat a stone and get silly?

"Hold him down quickly, he was attacked mentally." The magician reacted very quickly, and instantly saw that the thief's spirit was abnormal.

Barna and Rape both rushed over and pressed the thief to the ground. One person presses his hands and one person presses his legs.

The thief didn't resist, but just looked around confused and said, "What are you doing, I'm just eating chicken drumsticks, and I haven't done anything bad?"

Everyone felt extremely wrong. The thief wasn't completely lost, but what happened to him now?

"let me check!"

The magician walked down in front of the thief and crouched, using the mental power to detect the thief's brain, but at this moment, a white flesh spike suddenly appeared in the thief's mouth, piercing the magician's head directly.

The suddenness was too sudden, and the speed of the meat stab was too fast, no one could come over in response.

"Go **** 'shit!"

Half a second later, Barner reached out and broke the thorn, holding the magician back, and the priest's healing magic was thrown on the magician's body as if he didn't want money.

But after the magician's body shook twice, he stopped moving.

The body of the legal profession is too fragile. If it is a master fighter, this level of first aid may be able to survive.

Of course, because the brain is pierced, even if you live, you have to be stupid for years.

But it's better than dead.

The shield soldier La Pei immediately put his hand into the thief's mouth, and along the flesh thorn, pulled out a bunch of white flowers, like soft brain creatures like brain.

This creature has many small tentacles, each of which is contaminated with blood and minced meat, and seems to be pulled from some body tissue.

After pulling out the group of things, the shield soldier immediately stepped on it, but did not exert much force, fearing that the thing would die.

After all, take it back and give it to the wealth god, maybe it can improve the task reward.

This stuff was stomped, making a rattling sound almost the same as a rat, very harsh.

The thief's body trembled for a while, and there was no breath. The priest saw this, and hurriedly rushed over. After a few rounds of divine magic, he found that it was useless.

"Damn." The priest knocked heavily on the ground, neither of whom he could save.

The six-person group suddenly disappeared.

And most importantly, the magician is gone.

"Ike is the reliance we can go to the edge of the world in about half a year. Now he is simply gone. We need to go back for at least eight to ten years." The hunter said here, looking resentfully Looking away: "What the **** is going on, obviously Robbesle was fine at dinner, why was he parasitic by this monster?"

The shield soldier La Pei's right foot was slightly harder, and the white monster he was stepping on made a more squeaking sound.

Ike is a rare space magician. Although not like Pope Beta, he can build large teleportation magic formations. But he can perform small group teleportation about two times a day.

The distance is about 500 kilometers each time.

Relying on this trick, they dare to accept the reward of the wealth gods.

Other organizations that dare to take on this task have more or less different and fast-moving methods.

But the most important magician is gone now.

"I think we should go back now." La Pei looked at the darkness around him and said, "I have a terrible premonition. This place is too weird. Anyway, grab this thing, we can get a lot of gold coins."

"OK." The hunter agreed. They came for money, not for desperation.

Both the thief and the magician are dead, and if they stay, they may die.

Barner also wanted to find out more about the wealth gods and go back, but think about the life of his teammates is also important, so he gave up the idea.

Although it is not good for night walks, it is no problem to find some green vines around the bonfire and make a small pet.

The hunter is responsible for weaving the grass cage, and the shield soldier carefully treads on the white soft monster, making it howl, killing the energy and physical strength of this little thing, so that it can be placed in the cage.

There was no sound around, only the bonfire was banging on from time to time.

"This place seems to have no wind." Barner muttered.

No one dared to sleep anymore. It was just dawn, and the three of them ate some dry food at random, and then began to return.

The worship of fire was driven out of the desert kingdom by Beta, and the life deities had a lot of relationships with themselves, and the storm deities had also become true allies.

The bright deities are far away from the land where the gods fell, and they are doing their best to establish the country. For the time being, they have no mood to provoke Beta.

As for the other small sects, there is no threat to wealth theology.

It stands to reason that Beta is very laid back right now, but in reality he is very busy.

Whether it is a desert reconstruction project or many matters within the teaching, it is placed on his desk.

24 hours a day, there are 16 hours in government affairs, and one hour is for meals and baths.

Five hours are spent on treating her own sister, and the remaining two hours are spent on sleeping.

His control of time is almost as accurate as a second.

This is why he decentralized.

Even the legendary body, if he goes on like this, he will be burned.

Fortunately, women also know how to hurt him, and he can give him a rest a week.

Regular days always pass quickly.

The leisurely time is like turning pages of a book, and three years passed in the blink of an eye.

For three years, for ordinary people, there will definitely be some changes in appearance.

But for Beta, and his women, it is almost unchanged.

Emma is still the same person, or the original ‘thickness’. The only change is that her light is becoming more and more obvious.

Qing Shi has almost completely faded away, and even if she looks like a young girl, it will give a young woman the feeling.

In three years, the world hasn't changed much, but there are some subtle differences.

For example ... the five-colored dragon tribe almost dared not to launch a raid on the human world.

They couldn't afford ... the number of five-colored dragons is now almost half that before the advent.

And this time, it has not been six years.

The five-colored dragon found that when they fought with the metal dragon, the war damage rate was not so great.

After an investigation, it was found that all drawings of dragon equipment were all produced by the hand of Pope Fortune God Beta, or a large number of dragon equipment were secretly manufactured.

On this day, a special envoy arrived in Okinawa City.

Ten elves sat in front of Beta.

The "Hero Banquet" skill has been used several times to fill this large banquet hall with delicious food.

These elves drank heavily and ate large chunks of meat.

Elves, known for their elegance, naturally do not behave like this. These elves are all transformed by dragons.

Of particular interest is that of the ten elves, five are metal dragons and five are five-color dragons.

The metal dragon and the five-colored dragon actually came together, which surprised Beta.

But after thinking about it, he sneered in his heart.

Beta was sitting in the pope's seat, quite boring. He waited for these dragons to eat and drink.

These dragons gobbled up, as if they had never eaten delicious earthen buns.

About three hours later, a male elf wiped his mouth and finally spoke.

"Thank you Pope Beta for your hospitality."

"You're welcome." Beta nodded and smiled.

The elf said with a grin: "This time we came over and wanted to talk to Her Majesty about compensation!"

Beta frowned slightly and asked, "What compensation?"

"Equipment on dragons has hurt the lives of many of our dragons' youths and children." The eyes of the elven male became erect. "As far as we know, these gears are passed from you."

"That's it, so what?" Beta sat upright and looked down at the elf. "Or do you want to be fair to the evil five-colored dragon?"

Listening to Beta's slightly ironic words, the five-colored dragon next to him stood up and looked at Beta in a poor look.

The huge Long Wei came over.

Beta, as if unheard of, continued to whisper: "I found that your metal dragon camp is a bit crooked."

The elf took a deep breath: "That's because our metal dragons have also been affected."

"I regret the encounter with the metal dragon." Beta said: "But I am only a knife-maker, and a knife-buyer does what I do with this weapon. I have no right to interfere. It is like someone holding a keel weapon and killing many people. , Don't we have to go to the Metal Dragon Veteran for an explanation? "

"You're stealing the concept, His Excellency Pope Beta." The elf snapped at his anger. "We value the friendly relationship with the noble religion, and hope not to be affected by this incident."

When Beta heard this, she couldn't help sneering: "You know that we humans and five-colored dragons are considered deadly enemies. They killed nearly half a billion of our humans. You actually brought them to our wokkin as an envoy. What does theology say? Is it important to value our relationship? "

"The five-colored dragon is already dead and wounded, and they must get a proper statement."

Hearing this, the ironic look on Beta's face became more obvious: "The murderer actually wanted to say something to the victim? You mean, we humans should be killed and not fight back?"

The Metal Dragon Elf said: "It doesn't mean that, we just hope that Lord Beta ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ stop making dragon gear."

"Impossible," Beta said resolutely. "As long as the five-color dragon is still alive, humans will continue to make dragon equipment."

The metal dragon angered: "Pope Beta, you are not like this ..."

"Farewell." Beta waved coldly.

The metal dragon hummed and left with the other nine dragons.

After they went out, Beta returned to her study, and the anger on her face was gone, leaving only calmness.

Shirley came in and asked, "Metal dragon, is this a mess?"

"They have no brain trouble, but they are very clever. They feel threatened." Beta said lightly, "Non-ethnic people have different hearts. This statement makes sense in us humans, but It makes sense to put it on the Dragon family. The metal dragon is beginning to jealous of us humans. "

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