Baron Fontaquin, whose total health was worth six hundred and twenty points, was cut to twenty points, and was almost killed by this magical parchment contaminated with the water of light.

Like the top-level chanting technique, the white rays caused by the Bright Divine Water ignored defenses and resistance.

Within a radius of several hundred meters, undead creatures with a life of less than six hundred turned into bone meal.

There are immortals who have escaped and resurrected, and there are also undead generals who have no possibility of resurrection.

After the blows of several undead generals, they suffered the damage passed on by Baron Fontaquin, and they were so torn apart by him that they could not even be reincarnated.

The few remaining bone dragons in the sky let out a wail.

The strong men gathered in the center of the legion were almost completely dead, and the wail of the bone dragon was like the terrible mood of Baron Fontaquin.

But after detonating this thunder in advance, he felt a little more comfortable.

It's far easier than stabbing at a critical moment.

You can increase your subordinates at any time, but it's not good to die yourself.

Thinking that Rien had more than this magical parchment, he no longer had the spirit to guide the country and create the strongest undead empire, and became extremely cautious.

"It's damn lucky, bad luck, good luck."

"In the future, I will never pick up treasures that I can't understand."

As he muttered, from time to time he reached out in the void and grabbed some items that he had plundered before, and threw them on the ground.

Although he has a hobby of collecting strange things, the ones who can kill him don't have to exist.

But if he didn't understand it, he threw it out.

It's very risky to be with the big guys.

Thankfully, the magical parchment that Ryan made didn't kill him, and the effect was only for the undead.

Xu Zhi also felt lucky at this time.

Hint: The body is washed with Divine Water of Light, the effect is unknown (currently judged to be a benign potential effect).

The tips on the panel don't hurt.

This body is good at fusing all kinds of alien substances, treasures, artifacts, ancient elemental magic books, etc., I don't know how much it has devoured, and the light divine water can't make waves.

When he fuses the artifact and the holy weapon again, and relies on the program designated by Tanu to promote, the effect of the Bright Divine Water will be gone.

As long as the soul is not affected, it has no effect on the body of the jungle elf, and it will have no effect on reality.

The physical sensation continued to recover, Xu Zhi stretched out his hand and feet, and moved.

"This place is dangerous, if you encounter something that is difficult to resist, you will move on your own, and I can't push you back to the elemental realm."

Eradorn muttered to Xu Zhi, and the old druid turned to look at Baron Fontaquin's discarded items with great interest.

The risks brought about by war are so great that it is difficult for anyone to stay out of them, and there are things that they do not want to do and have to do.

She seems to have another purpose, relying on the ambassador of friendship and exchange to be present at Baron Fontaquin's side.

It's a risky job, but it's not a small benefit, and it's worth the risk Eradorn.

Xu Zhi thought about his own strength, and then thought about the strength of San Theo, and then compared with Eradon, he felt that he could only rely on himself to ensure safety in Baron Fontaquin's territory, and his cooperation was not reliable.

As the most powerful Baron Fontaquin on the surface, if the legion is strong, it is indeed quite strong, but this one may be the most targeted.

Xu glanced at Eradorn, who was picking up garbage, and joined the garbage picking up in a hurry.

Although Baron Fontaquin disliked it, maybe they could turn up some suitable and usable treasures.

Now that he has no temptation of the big red envelope, he has no worries, and when the battle state is lifted, he will run back to the elemental realm.

If you can turn over something, it can be regarded as a return to the nether realm.

"I'm not collecting rags, throwing them away, throwing them all away, throwing away those with Ryan's mark, throwing away those who can't understand them, throwing away those who have no value, throwing away those that contain the breath of unknown life magic elements......"

Huge piles of unknown white jade bones were thrown out, along with some wood, staffs, books, parchment, and even small shields.

His Void storage is quite complicated.

The debris almost piled up nearby into a small hillside.

After losing his storage, Baron Fontaquin became much more nimble, and he ran to the rear with unusual dexterity.

There were dozens of coffins there, and the vampires who carried the coffins were dead, and the coffins with hidden contents were scattered on the ground.

Turning the coffin open, the baron began to organize his belongings.

From time to time, his reflective voice can be heard.

"Look at what, you pig brain hurry up, keep going, and kill if you see the living."

Occasionally, he could be heard in displeasure, probably because the members of the legion who came over later were looking curiously, and they were scolded by Baron Fontaquin when they were caught.

After he finished scolding a half-orc zombie with a pig's head and a human body, he carefully took the flint and lit the fire.

Regardless of whether it could be burned to slag or not, a fire ignited.

"It's a refreshing feeling to dispose of a bunch of garbage."

"Old luck, big luck, don't pick it up, and if you provoke the vicious methods of that villain in Rien, I will die."

Baron Fontaquin, who burned the garbage, began to shout at the lucky duo to stop rummaging and picking up.

This made the two of them stunned for a while.

"Actually, there is nothing wrong with these treasures" Eradorn forced a smile: "I can contract into the void, if there is a secret hand, it is easy to perceive, our druids are not strong, the perception is still good, this can be summoned many times." ”

"Lord Eradon is right."

Xu Zhi regretfully threw away a few books, these paper books can increase magic experience, but his magic no longer needs these books.

I can only take it back to Somla for reference.

"Oops, you don't know what Ryan's old thing means, and when you perceive it clearly, his methods are also triggered."

Baron Fontaquin chattered and threw the garbage they had picked up into the fire, looking at the rising flames with great satisfaction.

"Only destruction will not cause any trouble."

Once bitten by a snake, he was afraid of the well rope for ten years, but Baron Fontaquin handled it quite cleanly.

"Where's Little Lucky?"

It was a long time before Baron Fontaquin remembered Jinkla.

"It's alive, but maybe scared half to death, and I don't have the guts to go to the Nether for a while," Eradorn replied.

"He likes the Flame Staff, I'll give him three more top-of-the-line Flame Staffs," Baron Fontaquin patted his skeleton and said, "Come and play with me for a while." ”

There must be a brave man under the heavy money, and as Eradorn redrafted the contract, more than ten seconds later, Jinkla, who was so frightened that he returned to the elemental realm, once again summoned up the courage to appear in front of everyone.

"The Void Stone you wanted, the last one will be given to you, and there are two top-grade blue-scale gems, and there will be more and better rewards after my big victory."

Probably to celebrate the escape, or to stabilize the mood of the lucky trio, or even these treasures are just a drop in the bucket for Baron Fontaquin, after this catastrophe, he happily sent the big red envelope.

When he looked at Xu Zhi, he looked a little embarrassed.

If you want the best luck, take out the best baby, the top baby.

For example, just now, he narrowly escaped.

Baron Fontaquin felt that it was the top luck that helped.

But Baron Fontaquin's heart was strong at this time, and the rest was insufficient.

When the Shannon people escaped, how many top-level life magic inheritances could be carried for him.

"The third-order toilet is made of parchment, and a regeneration magic is engraved on the seal, which is barely rare, do you want it?"

After a few seconds, as he looked at the burning garbage, he reached in and grabbed a piece of parchment that was still intact.

"I wish you a blessed life and a happy day, and I congratulate you on victory and happiness......"

For Baron Fontaquin, the level of the third order is of course very low, but for Xu Zhi, he belongs to the rigid need and is just in use.

As long as it is just needed, it is no problem to use cheap goods to wipe the butt in any toilet, and a bunch of rainbow farts were immediately slapped to Baron Fontaquin.