"Boom ......"

"Oops! That's in the direction of the battery, something big is wrong. ”

The elven governor, who screamed loudly, was eager to eat his boots, and he patronized himself to think about how to go back to the Congress, forgetting that the monastic was still trapping beasts, and now the matter was even more complicated.

In addition to those who had no time to escape and were buried alive in the underground mines, and the undead who did not know whether they were dying or dying again, there were many members of the hermit who escaped in the chaotic state at the beginning of the firefight. Although their abilities did not pose any real threat to Luo Zhengdao on the frontal battlefield, it was not too difficult to run to the elven garrison of the fort to sneak up on the fort, and this kind of stealing was always very good at the hermitage society. At this moment, he suddenly heard the continuous roar like setting off firecrackers for the New Year, Luo Zhengdao couldn't help but regret it a little, it was better to stew the hermit meeting earlier earlier, and now it is in a stalemate, this situation is not good for him!

Regret medicine is not sold, and it is useless to say more about it at this point, Luo Zhengdao, who became a silver-haired werewolf on the spot, touched the immortal scepter in frustration, and muttered:

"Well, it seems that this trouble can only be solved by me."

The immortal scepter's ability to break demons doesn't seem to be useful except for dealing with magic cards, and other types of magic can be done, since he can't count on the elves to provide much assistance, Luo Zhengdao can only try to solve the problem by himself, which is called asking for others is better than asking for himself.

It is true that the hermitage of the mysterious prisoner god is a group of cultists, and they are also qualified legal professionals, who has ever heard of the mentally retarded and idiots who can also be mages? That's a joke! Even a warlock who is evaluated as relying on talent to eat cannot have a low IQ that is not as good as an ordinary person, how is the combat power of the werewolf Luo Zhengdao on the opposite side, the hermit will all look at it in his eyes, and at this moment, he is once again picking up the black stick and running all the way over, and the creatures with an IQ higher than paramecium know what he is going to do.

"Speed up!"

"Burn! My soul! ”

Determined to play with their lives, the members of the hermit began to die, in the desert of the old world that was almost a dead magic area, the second middle school teenagers shouted what to burn the soul of the hot-blooded youth, and the sky was just playing with the mouth cannon to get happy, and there was no doubt that the new world was going to fight to the death. If the soul of an intelligent creature disappears in a burning state, the gods who have the priesthood of life and death can no longer resurrect it, it can really be said that it is a clean death, and the effect of the Aragami curse on Luo Zhengdao is similar to this, but the burning speed is relatively slow.

Seeing this, Luo Zhengdao, the werewolf in a state of running wildly, snorted disdainfully and said:

"Naive, do you think I'll give you time to finish?"

Seeing a silver-haired werewolf approaching his position at high speed, a lich shouted in terror:

"Faster, faster!"

Fighting fast and slow is the first priority to win a decisive victory on the battlefield, and the people of the hermitage only heard a loud shout from above their heads, saying:

"Die!"

All kinds of defensive spells and enchanted equipment turned on the effect at the same time, and the colorful light flashed so that people did not dare to look directly, and under the cover of this streamer, piercing screams and cracking roars came one after another.

"Wow...... Boom-"

"Ahh What a terrible power, can such a guy really be tamed? ”

Witnessing the majesty of the werewolf Luo Zhengdao, the murmur of the elven governor was more like dispeling the fear and anxiety hidden in his heart, there were too many unexpected changes in the past day, even in the long life course of the governor, this can be called a unique special experience. At the moment, experiencing the severe test of the mood going up and down like a roller coaster, the elven governor only felt as if he had aged a lot all of a sudden, and he could no longer find the pride of his former career. Maybe when he returns to China to report on his work, he should consider changing to a quiet position by the way, and stay up to retirement age, such a violent and turbulent era is really not something that every participant can adapt to.

At the sacrificial ceremony held by the hermitage, Luo Zhengdao, who had good eyesight, took a glimpse of a strange thing in the hands of the lich in charge of the main sacrifice, although there was no conclusive evidence to explain anything, but he faintly felt in his heart that this thing was probably related to the evidence of the Blood Sea Overlord.

"I need more strength!"

In the werewolf form, Luo Zhengdao is completely comparable to the combat power of most high-level hand-to-hand combat professionals, but to cleanly and thoroughly sweep the hermitage, this strength is inevitably a drop in the bucket.

"Whew-"

At this time, accompanied by an extremely penetrating howl, countless subtle points of light continued to emerge from the void and continued to converge on the werewolf Luo Zhengdao's body.

As soon as these small points of light touched the werewolf's silver-white fur, they penetrated straight in, and then the hair on Luo Zhengdao's whole body began to radiate a dazzling brilliance, and when this light dissipated, the silver fur on Luo Zhengdao's body appeared a strange purple-black symbol, if you pay close attention, you will find that these symbols are like living creatures. Needless to say, as a fantasy world of magic and swords, people in the new world know more about things like magic than those in the old world who are full of enthusiasm and interest in the occult lovers. The hermit society didn't know what the real effect of these changes on the werewolf Luo Zhengdao was, so it didn't matter, they just had to understand that this was an outward manifestation of some kind of forceful means.

"Dooy, Lamar, Sanchi, Odemos, you stop him, it will take time for the ceremony to be completed."

The Lich at the head gave orders that bordered on a suicide attack, and like most successful secret societies, the Cult had an extremely strict internal system of rewards and punishments, and cults that were not organized and disciplined were eliminated early on. For example, if you quit and kill the whole family, it is only a threat from the most unpopular cult, and the methods of maintaining discipline and organizational order of the hermitage are far more terrifying than this. Because of this, even if they knew that there was a mission to go and no return, the few members who were named did not dare to question it, and they silently turned around and ran towards the werewolf Luo Zhengdao.

"Summon—Howling Moon Wolf!"

"Super Demon - Werewolf Change!"

If it is said that the magic card also has a degree of fit, the compatibility between the card of the Howling Moon Wolf and Luo Zhengdao is at least 90% or more, just looking at the fact that he can pass on his thoughts to these summons with just one look, which is equivalent to a person with dozens of arms, he can complete something that can never be done with his hands. The so-called two fists are hard to defeat four hands, and a good man can't stand the crowd, and the hermitage will immediately have the opportunity to experience the true meaning of this sentence. The death squad sent by the lich to intercept Luo Zhengdao delayed him for less than a minute, and then the silver-haired werewolf carrying the immortal scepter appeared in front of the lich who was performing a magical ritual.

"Hey, it seems like it's just the two of us here, do you want to give up resistance in exchange for my forgiveness, or do you want to resist and be wiped out by me to the end?"

Hearing Luo Zhengdao's proclamation so proudly, the lich looked excited, and said with a sneer:

"Stupid mortals, the wisdom of the imprisoned gods is not something you can imagine."

As he spoke, at the center of the circle of glowing lights around him, the lich raised its large, metallic claw, and plunged its massive claw a meter long into its chest. Immediately, the black liquid gushing out of the lich's body flowed with the shining spiritual light that polluted the claws on his feet, and seeing this scene, the werewolf Luo Zhengdao, who felt bad, was shocked and angry, and asked:

"Bastard, what are you doing?"

The crumbling lich let out a maniacal laugh and said:

"Hey, hey, hey, my lord will finally be free, and he will rule the world......"

Before he could finish speaking, the soul fire in the lich's eyes suddenly extinguished, and the shriveled body that had fallen suddenly reminded Luo Zhengdao, and he flew over and snatched the already dull claws, and couldn't help but curse angrily:

"Damn, you're going to pit me when you're dying. Oh, yes, you can't die, we'll settle this account next time. ”

As an open-minded traverser, Luo Zhengdao is personally inclined to guess that these things are foreign objects that accidentally flow into the new world from other crystal wall worlds, because most of them contain the laws of other worlds, so they can resist the assimilation of this world, and even produce some extremely special magical effects. In this case, it is unlikely that a lich's suicide will destroy the evidence of the overlord, the problem is that this incredible thing really happened, and if this claw is really the evidence of the overlord, won't he never be able to make it up? At this time, Luo Zhengdao couldn't help but be dumbfounded, what should I do?

The elven governor, who had an objective position, did not care why the king of humanity was in a daze with a bird's paws, and he had a lot of responsibilities to bear, at this time the governor eagerly beckoned his subordinates and said:

"Act now to get the people buried under the rubble, and leave the mine alone."

Today, the Hermit Society and Luo Zhengdao teamed up to toss such a big mess, almost turning the land of demon whispers into a disaster movie location, as the elven governor of the party, not only could not open his mouth to blame Luo Zhengdao, the culprit, but also had to treat him according to the etiquette of receiving VIPs, and he was really aggrieved in his heart!

This was chosen not only because of the basic policy of the Elven Federation, but also because His Excellency the Governor had to find a proper excuse to excuse his own mistakes, and if his Excellency had to tearfully abandon other important facilities in order to protect the visiting dignitaries from the hermitage, his negligence would be forgivable. Although in essence, it is not such a thing at all, but after a beautified description, his merits and demerits have to be half opened. It's a big deal to find a few competent people on Capitol Hill to advocate for yourself afterwards, and His Excellency the Governor will not be too guilty of being too strict, this is the law of survival in the bureaucracy, right and wrong are not really important, what matters is the position, to be precise, standing in line is the most important thing.

As for how the elven governor is going to deal with the aftermath, Luo Zhengdao has neither a mental understanding nor so much idle work, and his main job is to dispatch men and horses to hunt down and kill those hermit members who have not yet had time to escape from the land of demon whispering.

It's rare to have the upper hand and beat the hermit into a dead dog, which will make Luo Zhengdao not hurry up and beat the water dogs, is it possible to wait for them to escape back and regroup and then assassinate himself?