"Tsk, what I said is true. This old man's talent is really good. He was at the top in our time. It's a pity..."
A charming voice came from the shoulder.
Luo Qing glanced at the tattoos scattered all over his body and flew directly to where the Daolong was: "What's the pity?"
"Everything begins with ambition, and will end with ambition." Nora murmured, and then sighed: "Ah, this body is so weak, it feels like it will break at the touch of a touch, so low-class."
Luo Qing had some thoughts in his eyes, ambition... Whose ambition?
The frightened shouts all around were distant and near, and the incomparable chaos continued. The wailing could not affect the harvest of the dark warriors at all, and the blood completely soaked the earth.
Unknowingly, Luo Qing was standing next to Daolong, on top of the tallest building.
"What's going on?" Daolong frowned as he looked at Luo Qing with four layers of shields.
It’s hard to make this kind of absolute protection shield, okay? Is this guy so afraid of death?
"That king's legacy is not a big problem as there is a contract." Luo Qing shook his head and asked: "But the people below have been defeated. Do we want to kill them all?"
Daolong frowned and thought for a while before nodding and saying: "Since we have become enemies, then put away your compassion. Regardless of whether there is a threat or not, let them all disappear so that you will not have any worries."<
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Luo Qing's eyes became more and more indifferent. He nodded slightly and fell silent. Daolong was right. If David had just cut the body into pieces five years ago, they would still be free now.
The four dark warriors slaughtered very quickly. People in the city were dying crazily, and buildings everywhere collapsed under the blows of boomerangs and sledgehammers.
A middle-aged man wearing golden armor and colorful feathers on his head, who could be identified as a high-ranking man at a glance, walked out of the hall at his feet.
He stared at this scene in bewilderment, fell to his knees in despair, and shouted loudly: "O strong foreigner, the Mantab people are willing to surrender, please let my people go!"
Under his roar, nearby soldiers with spears in their hands and trembling calves dropped their weapons, fell to their knees and shouted together with their leader.
"A strong foreigner..."
The shouts spread from the high platform, and some Mantabu people who were being hunted immediately fell to their knees when they heard the shouts, kowtowing crazily to get a chance to survive.
Luo Qing looked at this scene with a ripple in his eyes: "Master, after four thousand years, why do they have no power to resist? A motivated pig should have become a spirit after practicing for four thousand years, right?" p>
After a pause, he raised one hand and slowly lowered it. The four dark warriors who stopped because there was no resistance raised their butcher knives again.
"When a person stays in a comfortable environment for a month, he will become inert. What if you add the fear of being guilty of getting the treasure after getting the treasure, plus a thousand years of comfort?" Daolong said, and his body slowly rose into the air and fell down.
Go: "They will always huddle in this city, and that will be it forever."
Luo Qing followed, and his eyes returned to calmness: "Perhaps there is also the value of magic... They have soldiers and stone tools, at least they have some training."
Daolong did not comment, slowly landed at the door of the hall, and walked inside.
The wailing continued. Seeing that begging for mercy was in vain, the chief immediately roared at the top of his lungs again: "Mantabu people, pick up your weapons and join me in driving these demons out of their homes! Protect our peace!" With a roar, the surrounding soldiers picked up the weapon one after another, aimed directly at the master and apprentice who were watching no one else, and launched a charge.
Luo Qing paused slightly, the four layers of protective shields on his body disappeared, a tattered spirit body appeared behind him, and the small gun raised his hand and a black hole appeared.
The screams behind them suddenly rose, and Daolong and Luo Qing stared closely at the murals in the gorgeous hall.
That's how the Cup of Life is used. It tells the story of an old Mantab who drank the water in the Cup of Life and regained his youth. They called this thing...the favor of God.
At the end of the mural is a fountain. In the center of the fountain, a golden cup with gorgeous patterns on it is quietly placed there.
Daolong took two quick steps and stretched out his hand to pick up the Cup of Life, but the next moment, his hand was fixed less than thirty centimeters away from the Cup of Life.
He frowned deeply, straightened his back, and slowly backed away with sharp eyes.
"What's wrong..." Luo Qing paused. He remembered Nora's threats to him just now, and what was under the Cup of Life...
"There are righteous energy fluctuations, which are very powerful. They are not something that should exist in this era." Daolong said solemnly, the dead wood staff in his hand exuded a trace of purple light, and a delicate box appeared in the other hand.
Luo Qing turned his gaze towards his shoulder, looking at Quiet's tattoo from the corner of his eye.
"Oh, don't look at me like that. This is a sacred object of the elves. Isn't it normal to hide one or two elves' souls? Don't make a fuss."
Nola's shy voice sounded, and Luo Qing was startled by what she said. He immediately raised his hand, and the killing gun behind him stopped instantly.
Daolong frowned and waved, and the screams outside suddenly stopped. He looked at Luo Qing and asked: "What do you know?"
"Can't you hear the sound just now?" Luo Qing was a little curious, because in his ears, Nora's voice was not too quiet.
"Voice? That king?" Daolong asked: "What did she say?"
"There are two elves' souls under the Cup of Life. They can use holy objects to hide themselves. These two souls will not be weak." Luo Qing did not hide it and said directly: "Mantab may be a city protected by elves. Outside
Stop the things first, at least don’t die first.”
While he was talking, the chief of Mantab had already brought in a defense line that bypassed the small gun and surrounded the master and apprentice, protecting them in front of the Cup of Life.
"Devils! You are all demons! Warriors, kill them and avenge your people!" Chief Mantab's eyes were red, and he roared and rushed forward.
Other Mantabu people holding spears also followed, with their eyes also red.
"Tell me about the solution." Luo Qing frowned and asked Nora. At the same time, he stretched out his hand, and a black hole appeared in front of his eyes.
When his hand appeared again, a common AK was already loaded.
Bump! Da da da....
The huge gunshot was deafening, and the gun's rate of fire was not slow. It quickly hit the target and took away the lives of more than a dozen soldiers.
Then Luo Qing put the somewhat hot muzzle of the gun against the chief's forehead, and said impatiently: "Don't move, do you hear me?"
The chief panted heavily, the scarlet in his eyes had long faded, and he looked at Luo Qing with fear, his lips trembled, and he was speechless.
Four thousand years of peace and courage are nothing in the face of death.
The few soldiers around were also trembling. They had never seen such a thing as a gun, but it did not prevent them from shrinking in the face of death.
At this time, Nora's charming voice sounded: "The elves will not let their Holy Grail be defiled by dark creatures. You and this old man carry darkness with you. As long as you touch it, the elves' souls will dissipate with you.
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"As for the solution...isn't my sister's hand still with you? The king's limbs cannot be destroyed by just the soul."
Luo Qing glanced at Daolong and nodded gently.
In an instant, the screams outside the hall rang out again, and the small guns behind them also started killing.
Now that we know who the elves are guarding, there is no need to keep these people.