The Wizard is Coming

After Leonard confirmed that the second-level Qingbai tribe member was really dead, he immediately put the black bow three-type psionic sniper rifle in his hand into the storage bag, and quickly disappeared on the roof.

Although Leonard didn't think that there would be any top experts who could threaten him in the kingdom of the desert chieftain, killing those people just now seemed easy, but it consumed a lot of his energy and physical strength. The Black Bow Type III The power of the psychic sniper rifle is extremely powerful, and the recoil cannot be ignored. Leonard, who has just been promoted to a first-level blood knight, is a little too exhausted after firing more than ten shots in a row.

Sure enough, not long after Leonard left, heavily armed soldiers and Chaofan came here. They looked at the headless corpse that fell on the roof, and their faces became ugly. In other words, the bodies of the seven Qingbai people killed by Leonard just now have also turned into the original appearance full of blue scales.

This second-level Qingbai tribe is okay, but the six first-level Qingbai tribesmen were killed in the downtown area, and their changes are naturally impossible to hide from the people in this city of God's Blessing.

No matter what, Hussein and the others would never have imagined that an Emeni who looked like a mouse to them would kill all the Qingbai people who were chasing him, and let them be put from the dark in disguise under the light. Existence is no longer a secret!

In the temporary blockade area, the soldiers who rushed here and Chaofan looked at the collected corpses with serious faces. They are naturally not fools, and they can tell the difference between the human beings who have activated the power of blood and other humanoid races , especially the physical strength of these corpses, made those extraordinary faces extremely dignified.

Now they have also learned some news through those witnesses. For example, these monsters were killed by guns. For example, these monsters originally looked like humans, but they became what they are now after being killed.

At this time, a Chaofan was squatting next to a headless Qingbai corpse, examining the corpse, but at this moment, another team of troops and palace guards rushed over and surrounded the place from the outside. At the same time, a palace guard The leader of the army came to them and said directly: "These corpses are the product of the kingdom's secret plan. This time they were sent to hunt down the fugitives. It's just that the fugitives were picked up, so the whole army was wiped out. Now we want to take back the bodies of these people." , I think you should have no doubts, right?"

The Chaofan who was inspecting the corpse stood up, looked at the leader of the palace guards, and said, "I remember that the prince's guards only guarded the palace to protect the king, since when did they also like to participate in the city of God's Blessing? Remember that the safety and extraordinary events of God's Blessed City are all within our scope of responsibility."

"This is His Majesty's order. I don't think you want to violate His Majesty's order?"

"An order from His Majesty the King?" His eyes narrowed slightly,

Na Chaofan looked at the other party cautiously, and said in a low voice: "Is there a handwritten letter from His Majesty the King?"

"Of course, there are not only the handwriting, but also the seal of His Majesty the King on the handwriting. I think this should prove that my actions are indeed from His Majesty the King, right?"

Looking at the handwriting handed over by the other party, Chao Fan subconsciously reached out to take the handwriting, but at this moment, his expression changed slightly, but quickly returned to the original, he looked at the handed over by the other party. Handwriting, a gesture of confirming the contents of the handwriting and the seal. After a long time, he nodded and said, "Yes, this is indeed an order from His Majesty the King, so now these corpses belong to you."

After speaking, the two sides immediately handed over, that Chaofan immediately left quickly with his own people, and the leader of the palace guards took his own men, wrapped up the corpses completely, and quickly walked towards the palace.

When those Chaofan returned to his office, the previous Chaofan immediately returned to his office. After closing the door, he immediately reached out and took out a piece of paper folded into the size of a fingernail from his cuff, and typed it carefully. Open it, and immediately saw a line of concise text above.

"The palace has been occupied, His Majesty the King is under surveillance, find the third prince and save His Majesty the King!"

Seeing this news, Chaofan's expression changed instantly. He gritted his teeth fiercely, hid the note on his body, and prepared to leave the office to contact some trustworthy people.

But at this moment, there was a knock on the door of his office. When he opened the door of his office, he saw a pair of strange men and women standing outside the door, with blue and white pupils respectively. The flames flowed.

...

Aimeni woke up slowly. Looking at the room he was in, he felt that his head was hurting. He subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch his head, and immediately gasped in pain. A big bruise appeared on his forehead. Bao, it seems that it hit something or was beaten severely by someone.

"you're awake?"

Hearing the sound, Emani immediately turned his head to look in the direction of the sound, and he immediately saw a silver cat squatting on the table.

Looking around in surprise, Emani said in a somewhat difficult voice: "Who are you? Where are you?"

"Where are you looking? Don't you have eyes? Don't you see such a big cat sitting on the table?"

Dazed for a moment, Emani looked at the silver cat in disbelief, and said, "You... are you talking? A cat can actually talk?"

"Why can't cats talk? Some high-level officials in your country can be invaders from another world. Why can't cats talk?"

"You know! You know! You know the current crisis in our country, right? I just remembered that I was almost killed by those guys before, and you saved me, right?"

"That's right, I became like that and saved you, but I didn't intend to save you, but I wanted to come here to find out where those Qingbai people came from. Now it seems that those Qingbai people have got through An entrance into our world, and that entrance should be in your kingdom of desert chiefs, so they use your kingdom of desert chiefs as a springboard, using their unique transformation and memory reading ability to replace the real high-level country Take control of this country!"

Shalan's words coincided with Emani's thoughts. He immediately nodded and said to Shalan, "This, this...Mr. Cat, are you willing to help me?"

"I don't want to!"

Why don't you play your cards according to the routine? Logically speaking, you shouldn't be very happy to accept this task, and help me become a king after solving those Qingbai people, and then gain the respect of the whole country? Isn't that what is written in knightly novels? How come it's my turn to become so outright unwilling?

He was roaring crazily in his heart, but Aimeni naturally wouldn't express these thoughts on the surface. As a future king, he still fully possesses the city and patience that he should have, and it can be said that he has done a good job.

He looked at Sha Lan and said tentatively: "Mr. Cat, I don't know how you can help me? Judging from your strength, it shouldn't be a very difficult task, and you didn't come here to find those Is it from the Qingbai tribe?"

Stretching out his front paws and scratching a claw mark on the table, Shalan looked at Emani with a casual look, and said, "We're just here to check on that Qingbai tribe, and I haven't decided whether to trouble them or not." Besides, even if I plan to trouble them, that doesn't mean I want to help you, does it?"

"But... But Mr. Cat, didn't you also save me?"

"You have to know one thing, that is, I saved you because it was easy. In fact, I now regret why I didn't let those Qingbai people kill you before I killed them."

Hearing this, Emani was stunned, and continued after a long time: "Mr. Cat, is it really impossible for you to help me?"

Shalan tilted his head, expressing his relief that this guy, Emani, was finally on the road.

"Of course it's not impossible, but you have to pay enough to impress me. As long as you can pay enough, it will not only help you protect you, but even kill those Qingbai bastards. I'm perfectly fine, too."

"Then what do you need, Mr. Cat? As long as I can get it out, I can give it to you."

"It's very simple, I want your machete!"

No matter how deep and stable the city of Emeni is, he still changed his face when he heard Shalan's words. This scimitar did not say what it represented, but its power alone let Aimeni know that this scimitar The value of the sword is absolutely unimaginably huge, and he doesn't want to give the machete to the other party!

In fact, if the scimitar can be used in someone's hand, then Shalan would not ask for anything extravagantly. Shalan had already studied the palm-sized scimitar while Emani was in a coma. However, he obviously discovered a problem, that is, this scimitar actually has a constant owner, that is, the direct blood descendants of the king of the desert chiefdom, and only they can really drive this scimitar. , or extremely high-level witchcraft!

Shalan is also known for this type of witchcraft. Only high-level witchcraft has this characteristic. At the beginning of its creation, the blood of the user was added, and it was stabilized in a special way, making this piece Only the descendants of the witch tool are eligible to use it, but it is a pity that none of the descendants of the first generation of this witch tool is strong, and the use of this witch tool is very simple. Can't play its power at all.

Closer to home, although Shalan doesn't know the level of this witch tool, it is at least higher than the five-finger chain in his own hand. As a third of a witch tool, the five-finger chain It cannot be compared with this small machete!

Gritting his teeth hard, Aimeni looked at Shalan and said in a low voice: "Mr. Cat, I really appreciate your help, but I don't know if I can change one condition, this thing, this thing belongs to our family. A sacred object passed down from generation to generation represents a very precious meaning, and I cannot give this item to you."

"In that case, forget it."

After finishing the words, Shalan turned around and left the small hotel room, disappearing in front of Aimeni.

Looking at Sha Lan who disappeared in front of him, although Aimeni wanted to keep him, he didn't speak after all.

In fact, in Aimeni's view, although Shalan killed the Qingbai tribe, he knew very well that the Qingbai tribe was just a soldier class, in other words, there were many more than he could fight, even though Shalan killed That Qingbai clansman doesn't mean he can kill other Qingbai clansmen.

Moreover, in what Shalan said before, there is a sentence that can help him kill all the Qingbai people. In Aimeni's view, such a statement is just nonsense. There are so many Qingbai people, just talk like this What can kill all the Qingbai people who came to this world? In Aimeni's view, it is more likely to deceive him. Naturally, it is impossible to casually hand over the scimitar to such a person. It is equivalent to giving up all hope. Putting it all on the other side, Aimeni didn't want to do that, he still had a lot of ways, he could rely on his reputation to summon a powerful army to fight against the other side!

Thinking of this, Aimani took a deep breath, tore off a corner of his clothes, hugged his head, and left here quietly.

At the same time, on a roof not far from this hotel, Shalan, who had transformed into the most original cat form, squatted beside Leonard. Armani.

"Master Shalan, why did you give up so easily? Didn't you say before that you are determined to get that witch tool?"

"That's right, even now, I am determined to get it. It's just that this kind of witchcraft can't be snatched. It can only be transferred by the person concerned. With the help of a witch array and a contract, I can really get that witchcraft. So I have to let him Only voluntary.

But now he still has a way and confidence in his heart. He feels that we are not the only way to help him deal with the Qingbai people, so it is impossible for him to really give things to me.

So I don't need to talk nonsense with him, we just need to wait, wait for his confidence to be destroyed again and again by the Qingbai tribe, when we show up again, let him know our true strength, then he will know His only hope is us, and he will be willing to take out that witch tool as a bargaining chip in exchange for our help to him.

So the only thing we have to do now is to wait until all his hopes are wiped out, then is the best time for us to make a move! "