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Chapter 459 First use of cracking helmet

Chapter 459 First use of cracking helmet

Arkady is in a bad mood today.

Although he did some meritorious service in stopping Searle's plot in Neverwinter City, it was not enough for him to successfully rise to the top of the Searle Revival Society——

Even though they have separated from Searle, the internal rules of the red-robed mage have also been perfectly inherited, jealousy, resentment, exclusion, every red-robed mage is an absolute egoist, as long as they can get benefits, they don't mind Kill your friends, murder your relatives, poison your teachers.

Any red-robed mage will never tolerate other people sharing their interests, even if the interests have nothing to do with themselves.

Therefore, the interior of the red-robed mage is extremely bloody, and any change of power means fighting in secret or on the surface.

Arkady had no way to go any further. Apart from a few magic items, he had no rewards for his achievements. When the vice president of the Serre Revival Society came to Ximen City in person, he lost even his freedom and dignity. .

"We must find the four wanted adventurers faster than the traitors of Searle, otherwise, just prepare for the ritual of transforming the lich. It is a shame that a living person can become the captain of Searle's revival."

These were the original words of the vice president, and Arkady didn't dare to refute them, but the hatred in his heart had reached its peak.

"When I successfully advance to the legend, all your previous actions will pay the price one by one."

"I will find your phylactery, turn you into a demilich, and become my slave forever."

Thinking of this, Arkady felt a tinge of joy in his heart, but he knew that stepping from a nine-ring mage to a legend itself was an extremely difficult process, not to mention that the vice president would definitely spare no effort to suppress his own development.

"Those four adventurers must still be hiding somewhere in West Gate City. It will be a matter of time before Searle finds them. Maybe I should find a way to control some dark organizations in West Gate City. Sometimes ordinary people's eyeliner will have unexpected effects. .”

Suppressing the hatred in his heart, Arkady had to think about how to complete the assignment of the vice president.

"However, I heard that their strength should not be underestimated. The rogue himself is a famous killing blade, while others, including the dwarf and mage, have at least the strength of nine rings. The most important thing is their Captain, the master of the black dragon."

"Can you defeat the legendary black dragon of Barlow Balrog?"

Arkady was extremely afraid, even though he thought that with his own means, he would have almost no opponent under the legend, but he would not be reckless enough to try to arrest those four people by himself.

This is why both the Renaissance Society and Searle have sent legendary spellcasters.

The news from a certain secret intelligence even mentioned that at the beginning, Sazastan planned to leave Purcell himself, but for some reason he finally gave up on this idea.

"Those four people have interests that can tempt Sarzastan. Maybe as long as they grasp this interest, the Searle Revival will be able to regain Searle."

As for himself, he might be able to seek the position of chief red-robed mage.

Thinking of this, Arkady has already skillfully walked to the side door leading to the basement.

"Speaking of which, I have to find a way to suppress Lyle. Although the seventh ring is still far away from the ninth ring, he already has the desire to get closer to the center of power."

"Teach him a lesson tonight and make him sober."

"As for Milos—"

Arkadi was a little disdainful: "Putting one's power on other existences is meaningless at all, just a tool man."

Even the red-robed mage who will eventually become a lich is actually the same as other mages at this point. They are only obsessed with the truth of magic, and will never believe in gods, even if they have to be transformed into a lich. Trading with certain evil gods is just a necessary price for them to pay for eternal life.

Believe in gods to gain power?How is that different from a beggar?

Therefore, in order to win the Cyril civil war, Sazastan made a deal with the god of tyranny, and even let the other party preach in the Cyril territory, which is a complete betrayal for the Cyril Revivalists.

Pushing open the door of the basement, Arkady reflexively wanted to reprimand the two subordinates, but he swallowed his words the next moment because he saw a stranger appearing in the basement.

"Hello."

The man smiled at him.

Without any hesitation, Arkady triggered at least three different magic items on his body.

But when the magic item was triggered, an invisible wave expanded from the opponent's helmet, and those magic effects disappeared in this instant.

There was even a low-level magic item that clicked directly and was damaged on the spot.

"broken!"

Rich experience let Arkady know that it was some kind of magical item, he turned around and ran towards the stairs without hesitation.

Don't think that mages are all weak in physique. In fact, the stronger the mage, the more ways to strengthen his body. The physical fitness of a nine-ring mage is definitely better than that of a Baba who does not wear a belt of giant power. En is stronger.

But that doesn't make any sense.

The cracking helmet banned all the magic around it, but it didn't stop Tang Sen's ability.

Because the fruit of the operation is more like a certain kind of rule.

So, Arkady had just run two steps, when suddenly he saw a blur in front of his eyes, the stairs changed abruptly, and a figure appeared in front of him.

He hurriedly stopped in his tracks, and saw himself back in the basement in a moment of shock.

He quickly reached out and touched his waist.

There is his hole card, a crystal of evil thoughts from the outer plane, which has nothing to do with magic power, as long as he has an urgent desire, he can summon the gaze of an evil god.

But he found nothing.

He lowered his head and saw that his arm had been cut off directly from the wrist, no blood flowed out, and the fingers that fell towards the ground were still executing the instructions conveyed by the brain.

Then, a long sword pierced directly through his chest.

Arkady raised his head slowly, and saw that half-smile face.

"I don't want to know what a nine-ringed red-robed mage is about to reveal in this situation."

"Sorry, you didn't have any chance."

Arkady felt a chill run down his spine and asked hoarsely, "Who are you?"

"You'll know."

With a flick of the long sword, a heart was gouged out and fell into Tang Sen's hands.

"This is the end?"

On the side, Lyle shuddered. In his field of vision, it was only his captain who pushed open the door, reacted very quickly and ran back in an instant, and then suddenly appeared in front of Tang Sen, and was gouged out. heart.

Obviously such a powerful captain, he was defeated at this time like an ordinary person facing a god.

"Now, we can talk."

Tang Sen slowly clenched the heart in his hand.

(End of this chapter)