Hail the King

Chapter 97 The King's Means (1)

Sun Fei listened to the black magician, and he already had some concepts in his heart.

The so-called sacred ruins are estimated to be similar to those of the tombs of the past. If you can find some undeveloped ruins, if you are lucky, you can find some magical equipment or cheats left by the era of the gods. If you use it properly, even if you are looking for a **** in the future, don’t be afraid.

"Well, you said so much, take the map out!" Sun Fei smiled and said: "Lord Evans, you are right, it seems that we really have the opportunity to cooperate... Well, But you have to take the map out first and let me check the truth. What if you said these are false?"

"Haha... cough... Hey, young man, do you think I am a fool?" The black magician licked two bloods and said the sarcasm: "I was afraid that I handed over the one before the second." The map, the next second will soon become a cold dead body?"

Sun Fei was not angry. He even kneel down and patted the shoulders of the black magician. The thief squinted his eyes and said, "Where can you? Lord Evans, I used to be the witness of the royal family of Chambord under the testimony of His Royal Highness." I have been swearing, how can I deceive you? Besides, if you want to develop the ruins of your gods, you must have a strong magician to help out. I am missing a master like you, haha, we have common interests, there are Need help from each other, how can I kill you so urgently?"

After listening to Sun Fei’s words, the black magician’s face flashed and hesitated.

Throughout the ages, there are two kinds of honors on the mainland of Azeroth that are the most unacceptable to others. One is the rule of the knight, and the other is the credibility of the king, especially before Sun Fei’s oath in the name of God of War. Original Evans I should believe it, but I don’t know why. He always feels that the king’s oily head is so unspeakable with a bit of unclear evil.

When Sun Fei saw it, his face gradually became cold.

He stood up and snorted, suddenly switching to the [Death Sorcerer Mode], a faint white dead air like a cloud around his body, the cold and gloomy breath screaming, Sun Fei raised his hand, With a bang, the incredible thing happened, the black magician's eyes widened, and the eyeballs almost came out of the eyelids.

I saw it in the splash of blood, a white cockroach with a bone shield and a bone knife waving, and even climbed out from the body of a mercenary lying on the ground, and the whole body was screaming. Every step of the way, there will be a chilling rubbing sound in the bone joints. The two eyelids on the skull are like two black holes, and the white body is white and secluded, just like the **** demon.

Necromancer Skills - [Summon 骷髅].

"Ah? You..." The black magician was horrified like a sieve: "You are... is a... turned out to be an evil necromancer? I... I... I..."

Sun Fei frowned slightly.

Because he actually felt a familiar atmosphere from the black magician, it was also a kind of gloomy death, hidden in the body of the black magician, although very weak, but the strength of the 6-level necromancer In front of Sun Fei, there is nothing to be seen.

"Haha, I really didn't think of it, Lord Evans, I don't think you are good at necromantic magic. I won't say more. If you hand over the map, we can still cooperate happily together. Develop the ruins of the gods... Otherwise, you also know that for a necromancer like me, even if you are dead, your soul can't escape my palm, I have many ways to torture your torture. Soul, you have to hand over the map when you die early, but it is only suffering a little bit more, why bother?"

The whiteness of the dead air whirls in his hands, and Sun Fei tries to pretend to be an evil and insidious look, intimidatingly intimidating.

In fact, in his heart, he secretly grins. This feeling, feels a bit like a scene of the Kuomintang reactionaries who tortured the revolutionary martyrs in the prisons of previous lives. "If you don't say, I will kill you." ......", huh, huh, fortunately, I am not the wicked bad guy Nanbatian, the black magician is not the unyielding Yinglie Jiang sister.

The black magician Evans looked at the fierce embarrassment, hesitated, and finally managed to hand over the hell. Although he has been tortured and half dead, but the magic of taking out the map from the storage ring is still there, Sun Fei has a lot of Enwei and his words and deeds, let him be skeptical, and finally decided to gamble, raise his hand, one The mysterious material made of Zhang’s mysterious material appeared in his hands: “Young people, the map is here. If you have said something, you don’t have a four-star magician. You can’t dig the demon ruins and kill me. You can't get anything."

Sun Fei took the map and opened it carefully to check it out.

This map is not small. It is about three meters square. It is made of an unknown yellow material. It seems to have no weight, and it even has a slight fading power. Sun Fei With a gentle shake, the map is completely unfolded in the air, with the topography of the mountains and rivers, the rivers and rivers, the forests and lakes, the hills and mountains, and the vast territory. There are countless dense spots between the endless mountains and rivers. With a strange word on it, Sun Fei seems to be familiar, but I can't remember where I saw it.

Although it was the first time I saw this map, but instincts told Sun Fei that Evans did not come up with a fake to lie to himself.

Sun Fei waved his hand and said, "Hula," the summoned murderous smashed into a pile of bone scum, and he himself switched from [The Necromancer Mode] back to the [barbaric mode], the rich death that haunted him. The gas disappeared and disappeared, and there was no trace of it, as it has never happened before.

This hand changes, and the black magician's eyes are bright.

His qualifications are mediocre, followed by the nine-star strongman Ferdinand for more than 20 years, and he also reached the strength of the four-star magician. He once became a laughing stock in the Manchester Empire. Later, because of the courage, he did not survive the temptation to practice. Fast and powerful, but not the magic of the Necromancer, which is allowed by the sacred lord of the mainland, is afraid of being sent to the firearms by the gods, so it has been rare to hide and hide. This time, he bid farewell to the instructor Ferdinand to the mainland. Traveling in other countries, in fact, did not miss the meaning of the high-powered theologians in the Imperial Center. At this moment, Sun Fei’s method of hiding the magic of the dead spirit made him shine. If he can master this method, he can Feel free to practice the magic of the dead, without fear of the Holy See.

Seeing the white bones scattered on the ground, Evans was light.

It seems that this young man really has no intention of killing him. Presumably, he really needs his four-star magician to dig the ruins of the gods. This is fine. As long as the strength is restored, you can cooperate with the kingdom slowly. Secretly controlled the city of Shampoo, and then the secret of the hidden magic of the dead spirit, and then suddenly killed and killed it ... oh, God does not know the ghosts of the sky, you can monopolize the resources of the demon.

"Young people, the map I have already handed it to you, hurry to help me treat the injury, I can't keep going..." Four-star magician Evans reminded.

"Ah? Well, I am talking about counting..." Sun Fei thought about it, rolled the map into a small square, and collected it into the space of the barbarian's sash, and then took out the [Life Healing Potion], and said: " Lord Evans magician, happy cooperation, we can join hands, you can dominate this site of the demon, haha!"

"Haha, young man, you made the right choice." Evans finally rest assured, he smiled, but there was a faint sorrow in the depths of his eyes.

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