City of Sin: Fifty-four copies of your nest!

Richard took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. The first idea was to run away immediately. If the elders were determined to kill him, it would be a dead end to participate in any holy ceremony. The second idea was that the elders knew this too The means are too disgraceful and unwilling to make it public, so I use the mean means of secretly poisoning, and then push it out completely afterwards, and the elders may have any scruples and are reluctant to get rid of themselves directly. If you grasp this point, put Things are going wrong, and maybe there will be some turnarounds, but Richard thought about it and rejected the second idea.

This is Holy Temple, the back garden of the elders. Richard knows that no matter what the complaint and the whistleblowing, it is definitely useless. Barbarian Tribes will not even listen to what he said. If it is a mistake, it is Richard. Various possible results, but I never thought that in such a place as Holy Temple, Barbarian Tribe elders could actually use this as a means.

On this road, only escape, Richard immediately looked around, ready to break through.

As soon as he turned his head, there were two Holy Temple High Level warriors silently behind him, one of which was said solemnly: "Richard, it's your turn, let's go."

Richard turned around and looked at the High Level warrior, but said lightly: "The elders are really well-organized."

This sentence also makes the sculpted High Level samurai look awkward, and subconsciously shifts his gaze away.

The road from the campsite to Holy Temple is not long, but it also takes ten minutes to walk. This time is also the last buffer opportunity for Richard. While walking, Richard examines the physical condition while Mana is still slow and firm. The ground is declining. Now the Richard is just a Level 17 Mage. Fortunately, the magic ability will not be degraded by the decline of Mana. Because of the poison erosion, the blood veins are shrinking, and even the Imaginary Star World Tree of the awakened True Name seems to be weak. Weak, the Elemental World tree even dropped its leaves, and began to show signs of degradation. Only Archeron Bloodline was tumbling and roaring because of its violent nature, and it collided and consumed each other with the black mist formed by poison.

Richard tried to use the blood power. Although Archeron Bloodline was seriously damaged, it still responded to a roar and was able to use Archeron Bloodline, that is, True Name power of Deasmason.

Richard has already figured it out at this moment. The elders must have hoped that he would die "normally" in the decisive battle. On the one hand, he would confess to Sacred Alliance and Sharon. On the other hand, he would have to show Mountainsea and other Barbarian Tribe Warriors. Afterwards, when people talked about it, they would only say that it was a 'fair' decisive battle.

Richard heart sneered. Since they want a 'fair' decisive battle, then they should give them a look.

The decisive battle was held in the battlefield of Holy Temple. On the side of the stands were nearly 100 leaders of the Barbarian Tribe tribe. Basically, they were all the figures of the elders Level 1 of the Presbyterian Association. Richard looked out at the stands and saw The big ceremony Uzzazu also sat there, recalling that when he was in dark blue, Richard was very respectful and admired for this quirky Great Shaman, and even had some admiration. At that time, Richard was still a teenager, and he felt like a Legendary Powerhouse forever. High mountains that may be crossed.

But now, Richard knows that as the Great Shaman of Holy Temple, Uzzazu cannot know what happened behind the scenes, and in his status, it is most likely to be one of the principals behind the scenes, but in the stands, Richard did not Can see Mountainsea, he knows his condition is wrong, the elders can not let Mountainsea see.

Heavy footsteps sounded in the passage. A dark-skinned Barbarian Tribe Warrior with short braids on his head walked up to Dueling Field and stood in front of Richard. He raised the heavy mace in his hand and said : "My name is Pangang, everyone in Holy Temple calls me blood mallet, I like the name behind."

Richard looked at the blood mallet Pangang ’s eyes, and from inside he saw murderous aura of bare-naked. As expected, the Presbyterian Church would find a way to kill him in the first game, so as to avoid long nights.

"My name is Richard." Richard said, unscrew the knife case from the back, put it on the ground, and then slowly pull out Barbarian Slaughterer.

Blood mallet snorted and said, "I heard that you are a Mage, isn't Mage all using a wand."

Richard did n’t answer, and did n’t even look at the blood mallet. His eyes only fell on the Barbarian Slaughterer in his hand. It seemed to feel the master ’s heart. The blade of Barbarian Slaughterer was trembling gently, and a buzzer sound was heard only by Richard. If that kind of sound sounds like a small sound, it seems that a thousand troops are fighting.

Blood mallet has doubts in his eyes, but he is also a battle-hardened Warrior. Now he is striding toward Richard, and every time he takes a step, his momentum will rise by one point.

Tong, Tong, Tong, Bloodmaul ’s footsteps sound like a somber drumbeat, heavily hits everyone ’s heart.

In the depths of Holy Temple, Great Elder is walking towards his room. An elder of the East Klandor Presbyterian Church is hurriedly approaching. As soon as he sees Great Elder, he hurriedly said, "I heard that the festival war has begun, damn, I'm going to be late again, Great Elder, don't you go to watch the battle, this year the few Warrior recommended by the East Klandor Presbyterian Church are very powerful. "

Great Elder smiled and shook his head, said: "No, I still have some things to do."

The elder was sorry, thinking that Great Elder could not see this level of fighting, so he said goodbye to Great Elder and rushed to the battlefield on his own.

Great Elder went back to his small work room and sat down, suddenly feeling a kind of indescribable fatigue. Since he entered the legendary realm a hundred years ago, he never felt tired again, he just sighed The room was knocked, and a confidant elder came in.

"The battle between Great Elder, Richard and Bloodmaul has begun."

Great Elder un'ed, asked: "Is that thing done?"

"I have confirmed that Richard has eaten all breakfast and water in the morning." The elder finished and added a sentence: "In fact, even without these means, Richard will not be the opponent of the blood hammer , Bloodmaul has a strong racial talent, the strength of the totem is not weak, and there is a wealth of combat experience ... "

Great Elder interrupted him and said: "You are right, but this kind of thing is still better. If you let Mountainsea know, I don't know what will happen."

"Yes, yes." The elder said humbly, then remembered something, and hurriedly handed over a letter, saying: "This is a rush from the sacred Alliance Imperial Family. This letter requires you to read it by name. They sent a magic message that the alliance messenger would arrive at Holy Temple within a week. "

"Sacred Alliance, what they sent to do at this time, no contact for the past few decades." Great Elder frowned, vaguely kind of bad premonition, so opened the letter on the spot, began to read carefully.

The elder counted his time and said, "Blood mallet should have finished the game of Richard. You should go check it out. It ’s not so good that you do n’t show up for such a big festival ..."

Great Elder's complexion suddenly changed and said, "Wait, what did you just say."

The elder was stunned and said, "I just ... oh, it means that blood hammer should have finished playing Richard"

"It's finished." Great Elder's face changed a lot this time.

"Yeah, it's almost ten minutes, Richard has taken poison, how can it last for ten minutes." The elder explained.

Great Elder threw down the letter in his hand, flashed out of the room instantly, and disappeared at the end of the corridor in an instant. The sudden change happened suddenly. The elder was startled, and he really did n’t understand what was happening, let alone When he said something wrong, he suddenly saw the stationery falling on the ground, boldly stepped forward to pick it up, glanced quickly, and his heart jumped immediately.

The content of the letter is simple:

"I heard that Richard came to your Klandor. That little brat is very important to us Sacred Alliance, how important it is, you can think about it, he will pass this time, presumably you will" entertain "him a good meal I ca n’t control it, but there are only two requirements. One, people have to come back alive; second, magic and Rune ability ca n’t be damaged.

The above two points, if you do, it ’s Lao Tzu owes you a favor, but if you do n’t do it… Do n’t blame Lao Tzu for copying your beasts, Lao Tzu never knows the big picture, only that little brat If something happens, you are ready to fill it with the army fortress. "

The letter is Phillip.

The handwriting on the letter is sloppy, but every stroke and every stroke reveals an indescribable taste. The elder is already a legendary state, and he was shocked to find that the letter showed the power of rules through the handwriting. From this letter Judging from that, Phillip's injury is probably better.

The elder glanced at it again, but this time the power of the rules came out through paper. He even felt that his eyes were black. He hurriedly settled, not to distinguish the power of the rules of the quotes in the words, but regarded it as one Judging from the ordinary letter, this is back to normal. This letter felt like a mountain in the hands of the elders at this moment. He realized why Great Elder would leave in a hurry. Extinction Area Battlefield is different from Klandor. All are maintaining a balance of power. If a super power like Phillip rushes into the behemoth, the whole battle may collapse.

Phillip can lay down a Daxodas team fortress, then it can lay down another Klandor team fortress.

Holding this letter, the elder ’s hands began to tremble. He suddenly felt conscious and threw the letter paper on the ground as if he had n’t read it, and then hurried to the battlefield, if it was Sacred Tree Empire Cooperation means the future, so if you offend Phillip, let alone the future, you ca n’t even live it now.

With the letter Phillip, the Martial Saint Hidden Sword of the in addition Millennium Empire was personally present. The Richard side should not be insulted at least. Even Sacred Tree Empire would not be willing to fight the two empires at the same time.

But Richard ... Richard's opponent is a blood mallet, a specially arranged blood mallet. When thinking of this, the elder immediately accelerated his pace and ran to Dueling Field at full speed.

PS: This chapter came out a little late, and no more today noon,

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