Chris ignored Snow who was lying on the ground and went straight to the two super treasures in the center. He took out the prepared blank space ring and put the life ring and the dark dragon bone staff in it. He also took out a blank space ring.
, picked out some of the best equipment and put it in.
At this time, the value of the two space rings far exceeds the gold jewelry everywhere. It can be said that the space ring in Chris's hand is the center of everyone's competition.
Chris laughed non-stop. He was the winner in the end. Even if he was seriously injured, as long as he could return to the headquarters smoothly, this injury was not a fatal problem for a tenth-level dark magician. He took out the teleportation scroll while laughing, and this is
His trump card is a precious treasure that can quickly escape danger.
Just when Chris was proud, a ray of holy light was about to interrupt his spellcasting. Before Chris could recover, an "Aurora" hit his wounded back. A mouthful of black blood spurted out, killing him.
Reese was knocked several times and fell to the ground.
Lying on his back, he found a man wearing a white bishop's robe and a wretched face standing behind him with a proud expression, seemingly satisfied with the sneak attack just now. He was Merck, who had just been stunned by the bone dragon.
Merk smiled obscenely and proudly, he was really happy. The two tenth-level magicians were seriously injured, which was a good opportunity for him to show off his skills. Kill Chris and he would become famous. Seize the treasure and only give the life ring.
Submit it to the Holy See, the Imperial Diocese, and the position of cardinal must be yours!
Merk walked over with a sinister smile. He wanted to see with his own eyes how a tenth-level magician, a master he usually looked up to, died in his own hands. Thinking of this, Merk's blood boiled.
Seeing that Merck had bad intentions, Chris felt worried. He used a secret method to sense Sarah's position and found that Sarah was unresponsive. The pressure of the bone dragon caused more serious damage to non-magical units.
Time was running out. Looking at the two space rings that had been knocked down in the distance, Chris couldn't bear it. The treasure was at his fingertips, but he missed it. Seeing that Merck had prepared his magic, he hurriedly chanted a spell to activate the magic in his hand.
Teleportation scroll. A silvery white light flashed, and Chris was teleported away. Just in time to avoid the holy light bullet flying to take his life.
Merck scolded Chris, an old and cunning old man, and was furious. Without his head, his own achievements would be much less, and he was naturally unwilling to do so. Now that the matter was over, he was depressed and useless, so he turned around to look for the scattered space rings.
Xiao Tianming, who was far away in the teleportation square, saw this situation and knew that it was time for him to appear. If it were later, he would not even have a chance to drink soup.
He quickly took a few people around him and rushed to the treasure room.
Merck got the coveted space ring, laughed wildly, pointed at Snow who fainted on the ground and cursed: "You little pretty boy, just because you are stronger than me, you just point your fingers at me and yell at me."
I've had enough!"
His eyes were red and he looked like he was crazy. He raised his right hand to attack Chris and said viciously: "Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust. This is the cemetery. I will report it to the Pope. Bishop Snow died in the line of duty. I will give it to you."
A glorious funeral! Go to hell!" A bullet of holy light gradually emerged from the palm of his hand.
He didn't know that the fallen Snow's left hand, hidden under his lower abdomen, was flashing with an inexplicable light. He didn't even know that the space behind him was strangely distorted. This was the sneaking of a top thief.
When looking for people, it depends on the wisdom of both parties. However, Merck does not seem to be wise or foolish.
Merck's holy light bomb was about to be released; Snow's belly was so bright that he could no longer hide it; and the thief behind him had his dagger unsheathed and wanted to pounce. The sword was at a critical moment. Suddenly, the portal in the distance that had been motionless for a long time was like water.
Shaking, a group of people walked in.
Then the holy light bomb dissipated, the magic light disappeared, the thief shrank, and in the blink of an eye, the calm scene returned. If Xiao Tianming knew that he had unintentionally saved the life of the ninth-level white-clothed bishop Merck who once insulted him. Xiao Tianming
He will definitely grab the ground with his head and regret it. Of course, now that Xiao Tianming has advanced to level nine, Merck will not live much longer.
Xiao Tianming looked around and got a general understanding of the situation. Then he walked towards Merck.
Merck looked carefully at the people who came, only to find that they were the "defeated generals", the insignificant Xiao Tianming, and his Dark Spirit Song and Dance Troupe. He was immediately proud of himself. He thought he was the owner of the cemetery, but it seemed that he was lucky.
good.
Xiao Tianming ignored Merck's arrogance. He only stared at Snow lying on the ground. His intuition told him that this "waste" was dangerous. At the same time, the space was filled with murderous aura, which was the feeling of a thief. It seemed that
It's very interesting here.
Xiao Tianming pointed at Merck's nose and said: "Clown, stop acting. Hand over the space ring in your hand, and maybe I can give you a happy death." His face was cold and unsmiling, as if he was asking you
Have you eaten? This kind of filial piety does not determine a person's life or death.
Merck seemed to be at a loss. After a while, his face turned red and he was furious: "Bah! How dare a low-ranking leader dare to shout at me! Die!" He didn't want to talk nonsense with Xiao Tianming.
A bullet of holy light shot out.
Xiao Tianming is not the seventh-level little magician he was a few days ago, but a real ninth-level senior magician, the same level as Merck. He can even directly crush his opponent with his experience that far exceeds that of his opponent.
Merck still looked contemptuous, like a little brat, so he didn't need to pay attention to it at all. A ray of holy light shone easily, just like it did on the streets of the imperial capital.
Unexpectedly, a dark black shield blocked his attack, and Xiao Tianming was still smiling lightly.
Merck was furious and couldn't do anything without showing some real skills. He accumulated his magic power and roared in a deep voice: "Aurora!" He opened his eyes wide, wanting to see Xiao Tianming being torn apart by the aurora.
The dark shield deformed, and a mirror-like light curtain blocked Xiao Tianming's face. The aurora was naturally reflected back, making Merck look disgraced.
Xiao Tianming still didn't take any action, just smiling calmly, as if mocking his ignorance.
Merck was about to lose his mind, and he didn't care about hiding his strength. He took out a white light necklace, which was given to him by his uncle, the cardinal of the contemporary imperial capital diocese, before leaving.
He did not hesitate to use up his magic power to "judge by light!" A thick pale white light beam fell from the sky and hit Xiao Tianming. Xiao Tianming remained unmoved, smiling calmly.
Merk wanted to be as violent as an enraged lion, squeezing his own magic power hard, trying to kill Xiao Tianming instantly. This is level 11 magic, and even Snow will be stunned if he is not careful. Not to mention you are a little dark mage.
.
He didn't know that under the owner of the cemetery, the unfathomable Eisenberg, it was simply impossible to harm Xiao Tianming.
The white beam of light hit the magic shield that had been prepared and spread out like water. Xiao Tianming was unscathed. When the magic subsided, Xiao Tianming asked lightly: "Are you done?"
Merck didn't know how he felt. Even his trump card was useless, so what could he do? He could only nodded unwillingly.
Xiao Tianming waved his hand, and a black portal as tall as a person appeared out of thin air. Out of it came a mighty skeleton wearing a skeleton armor, a collection of skeleton war blades, and blazing soul fire. This is Xiao Tianming's strongest combat power currently.
:Tenth level skeleton warrior Anpu.
Anpu was very fast, and he pounced on him with a knife. Cutting off the hand holding the magic wand of Merk was simply the most terrible punishment. Merk, hugging his wrists, screamed in agony. When did they, who were so pampered, receive such a punishment?
Pain. If he hadn't been unconscious, he would have been killed by Xiao Tianming, and Merck would have been the first to surrender.
Anpu kicked the arrogant Merk over just now and landed on his chest. A ninth-level magician was so humiliated. It was worse than death. As a tenth-level skeleton warrior who is not afraid of death, Anpu
At this time, there is no problem in instantly killing level 9 Merck.
Xiao Tianming slowly walked up to Merck, elegantly took off the two priceless space rings from his hands, and patted his face. His face was filled with the pride of a winner and disdain for him. Although Merck
Wanting to resist, I glanced at the blade against my throat, swallowed, and stopped thinking about this unrealistic question.
Xiao Tianming stood up and said with sadness: "If you return to your roots, don't be a human again in the next life. You are not worthy!" The skeleton warrior Anpu cut off with one knife, and Merck ended his domineering life. Xiao Tianming thought
After casting a spell and making a few gestures, Merk's soul floated out of the body. Xiao Tianming grasped it in the void. With a terrified scream, Merk's soul was turned into ashes and ceased to exist.
This is the power of the Necromancer, which will never be reincarnated! The world controls your life and death, and the mentor controls your soul! This is Xiao Tianming's motto.
Picking up the space ring dropped by Merck and containing his treasured space ring, Xiao Tianming smiled: This kind of person should be searching a lot, right? Collecting treasures and wealth is one of the bad habits that Xiao Tianming can't change.
It is said that people from a certain blue planet have a passion for wealth that is difficult for others to understand. Their obsession is as powerful as a giant dragon.
He raised his head and looked around, feeling the strange movement of "waste man" Snow under his feet and the faint distortion of the surrounding space. Xiao Tianming felt that things were getting more and more interesting.
(There is only one chapter for the time being, and I will try to update two chapters tomorrow. If you want to be worthy of everyone, it is not easy to recommend it to the editor! I hope you support it!)