What's going on! How did this guy eat stones, his brain is stupid?

"Hold him down, he's mentally attacked." The magician reacted very quickly, and instantly saw that the thief's mind was no longer normal.

Barna and Rape pounced on the thief and pinned him to the ground. One person presses his hands and the other presses his legs.

The thief didn't resist, but just looked left and right in confusion, and said, "What are you doing, I'm just eating chicken legs, and I haven't done anything bad." ”

Everyone felt that something was extremely wrong. The thief wasn't completely lost, but what was the matter with him now?

"I'll check!"

The magician walked up to the thief and squatted down and used his mental power to test the thief's brain, but at this moment, a white flesh thorn suddenly appeared from the thief's mouth and pierced the magician's head directly.

It was too sudden, and the speed of the flesh was too fast, and no one could react.

"Fuck the shit!"

Half a second later, Barna reached out and cut off the flesh thorns, holding the magician and pulling back vigorously, the priest's healing magic thrown at the magician as if he didn't want money.

But the magician's body shook twice and then stopped moving.

The body of the legal profession is too fragile, if it is a master-level warrior, this level of first aid may be able to survive.

Of course, because the brain was pierced, even if he survived, he would have to be stupid for several years.

But it's much better than dying.

The shield warrior Rape immediately put his hand into the thief's mouth, and pulled out a cloud of white, brain-like soft creatures along the flesh thorn.

The creature had tiny 'tentacles', each stained with blood and minced flesh, as if it had been pulled out of some kind of flesh tissue.

After tearing the thing out, the shield warrior immediately stepped on it on his feet, but he didn't use any force, fearing that the thing would die.

After all, taking it back and giving it to the Cult of Fortune may increase the reward of the mission.

The creature was trampled on, making a rat-like chirping sound, very harsh.

The thief's body shook for a while, and there was no breath, and the priest saw this, and hurriedly pounced, and after a few magic shots, he found that it was useless, and the thief's body gradually became cold.

"Damn it." The priest slammed the ground, and neither of them could be saved.

All of a sudden, there were no two of the six.

And most importantly, the magician is gone.

"Ike is the one we rely on to get to the edge of the world in about half a year. Now that he's simply gone, it's going to take at least eight to ten years for us to go back. When the hunter said this, he looked into the distance with hatred: "What the hell is going on, obviously Robesel was fine at dinner, why was he parasitized by this monster?" ”

The shield warrior Rape's right foot strained slightly, and the white monster he stepped on squeaked even worse.

Ike is a rare space magician. Although he is not like the Beta Pope, he can build a large teleportation magic array. But he can perform small group teleportation about twice a day.

Each teleportation is about 500 kilometers or so.

Relying on this trick, they dared to accept the bounty of the Wealth God Sect.

Other organizations that dare to take on this task have more or less different, fast-moving means.

But now the most important magician is gone.

"I think we should go back now." Rape looked at the darkness around him and said, "I have a bad feeling. This place is so weird. Anyway, if we catch this thing, we'll get a lot of gold. ”

"Okay." The hunter nodded in agreement. They are here to seek money, not to fight hard.

The thieves and the magicians are dead, and if they stay any longer, they may die too.

Barna wanted to find out more about the Cult of Fortune, but he gave up thinking that his teammates' lives were also important.

Although it is not conducive to night walking, it is still okay to find some grass and vines around the campfire to make a small prison pet.

The hunter was in charge of weaving the straw cage, and the shield warrior carefully crushed the white soft monster, squatting on it, draining the little thing's energy and physical strength so that it could be placed in the cage.

There was no sound around, only the occasional bonfire honking and belligerents.

"There doesn't even seem to be wind in this place." Barna muttered.

No one dared to sleep anymore, and as soon as the day dawned, the three of them ate some dry food at random, and began to return.

The Zoroastrians were driven out of the desert kingdom by Beta, and the Cult of Life had a very small relationship with him, and the Cult of the Storm became a true ally.

The Cult of Light is far away in the land of Godfall, and it is in full swing to build a country, and it is not in the mood to provoke Beta for the time being.

As for the other minor sects, there is no threat to the Fortune God Cult at all.

It stands to reason that Beta is very laid-back now, but in reality, he is very busy.

Whether it is the desert renovation project or many affairs in the church, it is placed on his desk.

Of the 24 hours a day, he spent 16 hours dealing with government affairs and an hour eating and bathing.

Five hours are spent dealing with their own sisters, and the remaining two hours are spent sleeping.

His control of time is almost accurate to the second.

That's why he wants to decentralize.

Even if it is a legendary body, if it goes on like this, he will be boiled dry.

Fortunately, the women also know how to hurt him, and they can let him rest for one night a week.

Regular days always go by quickly.

Time is like turning the page of a book, and three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

In three years, for ordinary people, there will definitely be some changes in appearance.

But for Beta, and for his woman, it's hardly going to change.

Emma is still the same height, the same 'thickness', the only change is that her bright light is becoming more and more obvious.

The youthfulness has almost completely faded, and even with the appearance of a girl, it will give people the feeling of a young woman.

In three years, the world has not changed much, but there will be some subtle differences.

For example...... The five-colored dragon clan almost didn't dare to launch a surprise attack on the human world anymore.

They can't afford ...... Now the number of five-colored dragons is almost half of what it was before the arrival.

And this time has not yet reached six years.

The five-colored dragon found that when they went to war with the metal dragon, the battle loss rate was not so large.

After an investigation, it was found that all the blueprints of the dragon equipment were all from the hands of the God of Fortune Sect Beta Pope, or a large number of dragon equipment was secretly manufactured.

On this day, a special delegation of envoys came to the city of Woking.

Ten elves sat in front of the beta.

The 'Hero's Banquet' skill is used several times in a row to spread delicious dishes throughout this large ballroom.

These elves drank heavily and ate large pieces of meat, which was quite bold.

Naturally, elves who are known for their elegance do not behave like this, and these elves are all transformed by dragons.

What is particularly interesting is that of these ten elves, five are metal dragons, and five are five-colored dragons.

The metal dragon and the five-colored dragon actually came together, much to Beta's surprise.

But after thinking about it, he also sneered in his heart.

Beta sat on the papal throne and was rather bored. He waited for the dragons to eat and drink.

These dragons devoured them one by one, as if they had never eaten delicious earth buns.

After about three hours, a male elf wiped his mouth and finally spoke.

"Thank you Pope Beta for your hospitality."

"You're welcome." Beta nodded and smiled.

The elf said with a grin: "We came here this time to talk to His Majesty the Pope about compensation!" ”

Beta frowned slightly and asked, "What compensation?" ”

"The dragon equipment has harmed the lives of many young people and children of our dragon clan." The elven male's eyes turned into erect shapes: "As far as we know, these equipment have been passed down from you. ”

"That's right, so what?" Beta sat up straight and looked at the elf condescendingly: "Or are you, as a metal dragon, want to seek justice for the evil five-colored dragon?" ”

Listening to Beta's slightly sarcastic words, the five-headed five-colored dragon next to him stood up and looked at Beta with an unkind face.

The huge dragon power overwhelmed.

As if he hadn't heard it, Beta continued to whisper, "I found that your metal dragon camp is a little crooked. ”

The elf took a deep breath, "That's because our metal dragons have also been affected. ”

"I regret what happened to the metal dragon." Beta said: "But I'm just a knife maker, and I don't have the right to interfere with what the people who buy the knife do with this weapon." It's like someone with a dragon bone weapon and killed a lot of people, do we have to go to the Metal Dragon Elder Association to ask for an explanation? ”

"You're stealing concepts, Your Excellency the Beta Pope." The elf suppressed his anger: "We value the friendly relationship with your sect, and we hope that this matter will not be affected. ”

When Beta heard this, he couldn't help but sneer: "You know that we humans and five-colored dragons are mortal enemies, they killed nearly 500 million of our humans, and you actually brought them to our Waujin God Cult as envoys to explain the law?" Is this what it means to value our relationship? ”

"The five-colored dragons have suffered heavy casualties, and they must get a proper explanation."

Hearing this, the sarcastic look on Beta's face became even more obvious: "The murderer actually asked the victim for an explanation? You mean that we humans should be killed without fighting back? ”

The metal dragon elf said, "That's not what it means, we just want Your Excellency Beta to stop making dragon equipment." ”

"Impossible." Beta said firmly: "As long as the five-colored dragon is still there, there will be a steady stream of dragon equipment manufactured by humans. “

The metal dragon said angrily: "Beta Pope, you are not ...... like this"

"Sending off guests." Beta waved her hand coldly.

The metal dragon snorted and left with the other nine dragons.

When they were out, Beta returned to her study, the anger on her face gone, and only her composure remained.

Shirley came in and asked, "Is the metal dragon having a mess of the brain?" ”

"They're not brainy, they're smart, and they're feeling threatened." Beta said lightly: "If you are not of my race, your heart will be different. This makes sense for us humans, but it also makes sense for the dragons. The metal dragon is starting to be afraid of us humans. ”

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