Chapter 0352: Not Sagra
A human sacrifice appeared in the field of vision of the three monsters, and he was just one person, holding a fiery red staff, and slowly walked towards them to bless them.
"Master!"
The reason why such a judgment is given is because whether the player rushes up or runs away, it is a run with his feet spread, which is like this little by little.
The momentum of the pretending ratio was already overflowing, and Pease, who was experienced in battle, bent down and bowed his body, as if facing a great enemy.
"Do it!" Rifle didn't run away with the two monsters.
Yesterday, Su Mo and his brothers chased the NPCs and players everywhere with a momentum, but in fact, they were very nervous, in fact, as long as they turned around, it was their turn to escape.
It doesn't want to repeat the mistakes of those players and NPCs today.
If you want it to escape, you have to show your means first, in case you run into a guy who pretends to be a wolf with a big tail, you will see it when you reach out and try it.
The first to strike was the golden python Nicole, who flashed in front of this human sacrifice and kicked it without saying a word.
The priest didn't check for a while, and was directly kicked over several times.
"Presumptuous!"
"That's amazing!"
The last sentence is the roar of the sacrifice, he is a high priest of the law enforcement regiment, according to the level, he already belongs to the sixty-level boss, he never thought that he was attacked and the attack was successful.
The latter sentence is Nicole's exclamation.
A cloth-armored human, who was hit by her tail, actually only flipped over a few times, and did not lose much blood, so she let out a powerful sigh.
Now that Nicole is so applauded, Rifle begins to think about how to retreat.
But Brother Pingtou didn't have such an idea, and after Nicole made a move, it immediately followed and moved, catching the priest who wanted to say something off guard again.
The attacks used by these masked freaks are even more bizarre than the previous one.
Hit him on the head!
In fact, Pease uses sharp fangs, and the white mask does not affect its biting target, so I have to praise Santos again, a vampire alchemist.
Rifle even has a guess that it can't be because many vampires can turn into bats.
This also explains that monsters can also use masks, and it's quite convenient to fight.
The human sacrifice was so fast that it was a little busy for a while.
What he couldn't figure out was still to come, today's events repeatedly refreshed the lower limit of his cognition, and it was the first time he had seen someone spit fire from his mouth to attack him when he was so big.
Seeing that the two monsters were fighting so lively, Rifle also began to charge up and plan to release the little lightning.
Poor human sacrifice, with his level sixty strength, originally did not need to be so embarrassed, but his experience was so unbelievable that he was unable to exert one-twelfth of his strength.
The first masked freak kicks and breathes fire, the second masked freak bites and scratches, and that's it.
The third monster, what kind of skill are you using, and the human sacrifice, who claims to have a deep understanding of magic, actually turned around and ran away without saying a word when he came to Fu to condense his skills.
The way he fled with his staff in tow and his shoes off made the three monsters stunned, and for a moment they couldn't remember whether to pursue them or just take them when they saw it.
Laifu really wanted to catch up and ask, why did you run away so unrestrainedly, Lord Sacrifice.
Nicole quickly went up and picked up the shoes that the sacrifice had run away, what a stupid human being who could run away from her own shoes.
Rifle beckoned the two accomplices to retreat while looking at the attributes of the shoes.
Nana's is actually legendary equipment, a level 60 legendary equipment!
The monsters in the new world are divided into many levels, white, green, blue, silver, gold, dark gold, and legendary equipment......
Now gold is not popular, and almost no one has ever seen dark gold, and legends have appeared directly.
It is estimated that there will definitely not be only such a legendary piece of equipment on that buddy just now, looking so ill-fitting, it is estimated that it must not be the best equipment.
The sacrifice ran all the way out of the town and into the forest, running for half an hour.
The posture of walking slowly all the way and pretending to be more than ready has long been gone, the shoes have run away, the robe on the body is dusty, and some places are scratched, the hat is crooked, and the gems inlaid on the staff have also bumped off in the process of dragging.
The shoes were picked up by Nicole, and the gem didn't know which bastard would be cheaper.
The cold wind in the wild gradually calmed down the mind of the sacrificial adult, making him gradually react, it was definitely not Sagra himself who released the skill of [Sagra's Lightning Domain] just now.
The god of law, the emperor of law, and the boundless law have made Sagra almost synonymous with invincibility.
And his signature skill, Sagra's lightning domain, is naturally also the nightmare of many powerhouses in the Eastern Continent, this assistant of Smollet Brandon is very unfortunate to have personally experienced the lightning domain of the Sagra Great Demon King.
At that time, he was just rubbed a side, and ended up lying at home for three weeks.
The magic condensed by the third masked monster just now, although the movement was very small, but this feeling he will never forget.
Not Sagra, not Sagra, he constantly comforted himself.
"Senior, what's going on?"
Standing in front of his immediate boss Smollet, he still muttered this sentence in his mouth, not Sagra, which made Smollet hate iron and steel, and began to wonder what his deputy saw.
Under Smollet's stern and gloomy gaze, the human priest Seniors finally found their voice.
He recounted his story, telling everything he could, including his embarrassment when he saw someone cast Sagra's lightning field, including the loss of his shoes and the gems on his staff.
As the number two in the Federal Law Enforcement Corps, Smollett is best at interrogation, and if he wants not to be suspected, he can't hide the slightest detail.
"Idiot!" Smollet was angry and funny, he helped his assistant tidy up the other party's messy appearance, and said categorically: "It must not be Sagra, not even his disciple, otherwise, you will not live at all." ”
"I'm sure, sir, it's the lightning realm of Sagra." Seniore shuddered.
"Sagra and his disciples, without permission, could not enter the borders of the Federation, let alone kill the old drunkard of Otis." Compared to the assistant who loses his mind at the sight of Sagra's signature skills, Smollet is clearly more willing to analyze the problem from a logical point of view.
At a certain level, people of Sagra's level will no longer play the game of assassination.