"How bold a man is, how big is the earth......

Xu Zhi hummed a tune in a low voice and landed at the back of the group.

He was carrying a basket of grenade blasters and electromagnetic blasters, which he had traded for Elita's death magic books and parchment.

Nearly seven million blasters were his preparation for dealing with the Catelyn Legion in the High Monuments.

The number is not much, eighteen grenade blasters, twenty-two electromagnetic blasters.

A total of forty blasters.

Flaming Arrows are not suitable for such situations, and in the face of close and dense Legion forces, the Demolitionist is clearly a better weapon to deal with.

Xu Zhi's liver hurts from this money, he has been out of consuming modern thermal weapons in this world for a long time.

But Elietta has books and parchment in her hands.

Want.

Books ranging from basic death magic to expert death magic, and a magical parchment of psychic poison.

Mental poison, also known as poison by scientific name, has a similar effect to Xu Zhi's previous Cobra Ring.

This magic is only a first-order, and its scope of adaptation is limited, even if it is a tenth level, it is difficult to release it on a living individual with strong demonic resistance, or an immortal.

Stepping into reality, it is difficult for Grandmaster cultivators to achieve results.

But the flaws are not hidden.

For Xu Zhi, he has long wanted to learn a curse magic with damage, although he was tossed dead and alive by the cursed magic, but he is very yearning for this skill in his heart.

This poison is difficult to dispel, and is only effective with the corresponding level of medical magic and potions.

An extremely troublesome antidote method, but if you are hit, you basically don't have to think about it, you don't have to think about it, you rely more on the body's hard resistance, or rely on restorative potions and magic to survive.

As long as you are hit, the weakening ability is extremely strong.

It was about Elita who was a little too excited, and when she pulled the parchment from her chest, she pushed her head too hard, and Xu Zhi also saw another piece of magic parchment, the plague.

It's just that this piece of parchment has just leaked out, and it was stuffed back to her chest by Elita in a panic.

This dark priest has a wide range of research, and has been hit by Cardonis's move to bring the plague, Xu Zhi is also quite interested in this magic, the rank is high, and the continuous damage of the range group is extremely troublesome to rescue.

If you can learn it, with the corresponding level of medical magic to solve the spell, it is a proper big killer.

Seeing that Elita didn't dare to take out the plague parchment after all the money on her body, Xu Zhi knew very well that this kind of death magic would really be shouted at by everyone.

Without opening, the process of cultivating plague magic for people in the Nether Realm was full of blood, and even if Elita majored in life magic, it would be difficult to avoid this situation.

In a small group like this, it would be somewhat scary to know that there was a mage who cultivated the plague in the middle.

Not to a certain extent, Elita, like Xu Zhi, will not take the initiative to display the hidden magic of death magic.

"The Book of Curses, interesting."

Looking at the half-torn death magic book, Xu Zhi knew very well that there was still a piece in Elita's hands, and the other party was practicing master-level death magic, and the information was always carried with him.

If you want to redeem it, that's a matter for later.

Xu Zhi also does not currently have the ability to practice master-level death magic.

"Your Excellency, look at your expression, are these little round eggs very valuable?" Aelita asked quietly.

"I hope there is some left, if it is all used up, it will be very distressing" Xu Zhi pouted.

"If I can escape, I'll compensate you extra when the time comes, and the price will keep you satisfied."

"Alita, you're such a good girl."

Xu looked straight outside, and Doug Wug was blocked at the entrance to the tomb, already wielding a hammer and shield.

The stone steps of the tomb were filled with slaves, only armed with tattered weapons, and even small stones, which were purely death squads, worse than the five scum of war, and could hardly form any effective lethality.

For Platland Black Sword, these war slaves are just a matter of a little gold, and it is worth it to use the least cost, even if it consumes a little physical strength of the other party, and reduces the death of one or two regular legions.

He looked coldly at Doug Woog on the burial chamber, his eyes glinting with hatred.

"Today, you will die, take my bow and arrows."

The first arrow on the battlefield will be shot by him himself.

This is also the signal for a Legion attack.

Aegrenel stalked in the shadows, Degar was lying on the ceiling of the tomb with two daggers, and Bob was pinching his beard, looking out and walking around the tomb from time to time.

As for Naggs, his head looked at Elita's package from time to time, death magic, which he also wanted.

But I can't take it, which is a very nerve-wracking thing.

Despite the lure of the golden ticket, the team is not unanimous in terms of external affairs, money and life, and everyone seems to want to see the situation before making a choice.

If you have a chance, that is cooperation, and if you don't have a chance, you can't blame them.

You can't stay and die together.

For them, this contradiction is more like a sense of conflict in the heart.

The only one standing in the way was Doug Wooger.

Alita watched Doug Wug's situation cautiously, and if the other party was injured, she would have to release a spell to heal her.

This is the only reliable partner she can work with, and she has been together for the longest time, and she has a tacit understanding.

Now there is a common reason for cooperation, and only by fighting a bloody way can they break through.

Xu Zhi is also waiting for an opportunity.

Only when Platlan Blacksword's legions are in motion can he get the best out of the blaster.

Bob has a chance to escape, and he is no exception, even if he fails, he always has the ability to escape.

Even Egrenel's departure could have caused him to break contact with the Contractor and be forced to return to the Elemental Realm.

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An arrow shot into the air, and then exploded into a cloud of sparks.

"Battle"

Platland Blacksword shouted.

"War, war, war."

"War, war, war."

……

There was a sound wave, accompanied by the clashing of weapons and armor, and the sound of bowstrings tightening.

There was a sudden change of slaughter in the air.

For the people in the stone tomb, Platlan Black Sword has done the greatest thing, and has been surrounded and annihilated as a small army.

In the previous encounters, he knew very well that these people had their own abilities, and if they were placed in the army, that was the level of a general, or the commander of the mage regiment.

There are only a few people, but their ability to cooperate is no less than that of a small army of hundreds.

"Kill"

Platlan Black Sword waved his hand, and the torrent of iron armor behind him marched forward in unison.

From time to time, the high-pitched shouts of the team leader were heard, sorting out the integrity of the formation.

"Barbarian, give me a spell casting entrance."

In the middle of the sound, Bob's magic wand slammed into the ground, and he whispered: "I want to see how powerful Shannon's supernumerary elite legion country is, and it will not be more troublesome than Hexis." ”

"If you don't fight, it seems that the old lady is very unrighteous, but if you really can't resist, Alita, don't hate me, I will run back to collect your body."

The bard came out of the shadows again, near the door of the tomb, and she stroked the mandala, and a gloomy and hoarse song slowly drifted out, looking strangely strange.

"Then let's try first, maybe I don't have to play dead."

Nags said helplessly, he has excellent mental power, but his magic skills are limited, so he can only choose the opportunity to make a move.

"Hmph"

Degar, lying on the ceiling, made an inexplicable sound. I want to talk about "Heroes and Invincible Grandmasters" with more like-minded people, "Chat about your favorite books with more book friends."