Seeing the strongest leaders fall without resistance, these murderers were terrified, and they shouted in unison, and fled in all directions. www.biquge.info If Wren only pursues and kills in one direction, the bandits in other directions can naturally take care of their lives, find a place to hide for a few days, and it won't be long before they can reunite. This is a common escape method used by bandits, and it is also the fundamental reason why they cannot break their roots. Although these guys have low skills and can only get together to bully the weak, their escape survival skills are far superior to others, and they can often keep themselves safe in desperate situations.

This kind of mobile bandits are very common in the four continents, especially the two southeastern continents. At this level, the strong disdain to catch them, and the weak ones can't be eliminated, and they are often like weeds burned by fire, and they can emerge in large areas after a while.

The locust bandits were very lucky, they met a strong man, and they were still a cruel strong man, so they were doomed.

Looking at the murderers scurrying around, Wren smiled faintly, pushed forward with his palm, and thousands of bone spears appeared out of thin air, flashing purple and red flames, shooting out like thunder, piercing the flesh of seventy or eighty people in an instant. However, Wren left his hand, and most of the places where the bone spear penetrated were the thighs.

The group of more than two hundred bandits fell nearly half in the blink of an eye, looking at the sharp bone spears floating beside them, the fleeing men stopped at each other, and looked back with fear on their faces, looking at the silver-haired man who was walking slowly.

If the bone flower just now can't make them sure, then the bone spear has completely put the facts in front of the bandits, my God, how can we be so unlucky to meet a necromancer in such a poor country!

Perhaps carried away by horror, or perhaps by ignorance and not recognizing Wren's identity, a fool did what a fool should do. He put the steel knife on the neck of the terrified village woman next to him, pulled the naked and plump body to his feet, protected it in front of him, and shouted at the silver-haired man: "Let me go!" Kill her! ”

If it were those righteous warriors who were full of world peace, they would definitely listen to the words of fools, give up their strength, and chatter like an old woman, advising their opponents to become new people. It's a pity that the man standing in front of the fool is Wren, a cold-blooded powerhouse and a cruel necromancer. A notorious necromancer would compromise for a peasant woman she didn't know? This was as ridiculous as a boar that could fly, and not only Wren was stunned, but even the bandits around him were full of strange faces, ashamed of the stupidity of their companions.

A small, one-eyed man ran towards the fool, the deputy leader of the bandits, who was the clever of the scum. The stupid man just thought that his companion was coming, but he didn't expect that the companion and leader would kick the fool over with one kick, causing him to let out a series of screams of pain. The one-eyed man picked up the steel knife on the ground and sliced off the stupid man's right hand with a sharp slash, causing him to let out a terrible howl. Blood flowed, fools screamed, and the one-eyed man continued to beat, verbally abusive, loud enough for all to hear.

"Silly?! Can't you see the bone spear? That Lord is a necromancer! You idiot with shit in your brain, where did you get the guts to threaten a necromancer, do you think you didn't die badly enough?! ”

Hearing this, even the most ignorant people understand. Both the bandits and the villagers were like lambs being targeted by a wolf, trembling and looking at Wren with a look of horror. No one would associate the word necromancer with a beautiful silver-haired man unless they had seen it with their own eyes.

In the face of Wren, the bandits were frightened and helpless, and the villagers also felt that they did not think that a necromancer would be a messenger of justice, and it was more realistic and reasonable to say that the village would refine corpses. Necromancers who are demonized in the minds of the villagers are obviously more terrifying than bandits, and they would rather be raped and killed than toyed with by this ghost. If they are killed by bandits, their souls can also ascend to the kingdom of God, be killed by necromancers, and it is said that their souls will also be imprisoned on corpses!

When the stupid man was dying, the one-eyed leader pulled his impersonal subordinates, walked quickly to Wren, knelt down with his knees weak, and his somewhat obscene ugly face was full of humility and flattery: "Venerable lord, this fool who does not have long eyes has offended you, I have taught him a hard lesson, and I ask that the anger of the lord not be vented on the weak slave." I am Lanyu, a loyal servant of my lord, I wonder if you have any other commands? ”

"You can talk." Wren glanced at Lan Yu, who was in a low voice, with some surprise, and shook his wrist at him casually: "You stand aside first." ”

"Yes, my lordship." Lan Yu replied respectfully, learning the appearance of a slave he had seen before, his body was as straight as he was, his face was humble, his head was slightly lowered, and his eyes were looking straight at the ground.

Seeing that One-Eye had picked up a small life, the other bandits showed envy and hatred on their faces, and the guys with bright brains were able to seize the opportunity, and the heads of these people were still a mess of paste, and the cunning leader had successfully saved himself.

Although they knew that there was little hope, a few rough men who reacted still knelt on the ground like the leader just now, and shouted loudly with all their might: "The most expensive lord, we want to be your slave!" "How do these illiterate bruss guys know the difference between "noble" and "most expensive", since they can't remember what one eye has read, then according to their own understanding!

As time went on, the number of people shouting increased rapidly, and both the bandits and the villagers, both injured and uninjured, all fell to their knees, shouting slogans loudly, praying in their hearts for the gods to perform miracles so that the evil necromancer could occasionally do some good deeds.

"The most expensive adult?" The corners of Wren's mouth twitched, and there seemed to be a smile on his face: "Oh, you guys are so good at talking, I feel very comfortable listening to it." ”

Looking at the kneeling crowd, Wren paused and said in a clear voice: "I am a merciful person, and I have decided to give you a chance to live............

Before the words were finished, the crowd was already in a commotion, and the hope that burst out in the eyes of both men and women, blessed by the supreme gods, this demon really relented!

Seeing the restlessness of the crowd, Wren coughed heavily, and many men and women immediately reacted and silenced, and only after the surrounding silence did the silver-haired man continue: "You locust bandits, one is counted as one, all of them have to fight with me, and if you can stand my finger and immortal, I will spare his life." ”

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