Chapter Seventy-Six: We Only Believe in Fists!
The three of them confronted each other like this, knowing that Beverly's body was very fast, the little priest no longer easily released his electric light arrow, his magic power was limited, this was the first person on the other side, and he didn't know what the situation would be in the back, he had to retain his energy to have the ability to resist.
Leon also had no idea about the next development, he always felt that the other party didn't seem to have a particularly strong killing intent, otherwise it would not just be a stuffy stick that greeted him just now, but a stormy attack. The other party used the handle of the dagger to use the muffled stick, and did not attack again, it seems that it was not to take the lives of the two people.
And the powerful archer just now did not directly attack the two.
It seems that things are still turning around.
And Beverley also knew that the two people in front of him were not easy to mess with, one defended, one attacked, and it was really difficult to take it directly by himself.
Besides, it's not a deep hatred, it's just that these two people took the lead along the way, holding back their anger, and venting it.
Although the four members of the vulture squad are secretly doing some shady things, they also have to see if there is oil and water, these two people don't even have a few enchanted equipment on them, oh, it seems that this paladin's scepter is enchanted, and they are simply poor.
If you just won it easily, it would be just a lesson to you, but now that you have handed it over, you will return in vain, and there will be no need to make a big move.
Although Beverly's character is not necessarily very good, if he is bullied by others, this face is not good-looking. Beverley's mind was full of thoughts, but he was just on guard in his heart, staring at Leon and the others, but he didn't make another move.
At this moment, a loud laugh broke the peace of the three.
"Oops, isn't this our King of Thieves King Beverly, how come he can't even solve the two hairy boys who just debuted, and he capsized in the gutter? Could it be that you were bored playing on the belly of a woman last night? Oops, what a no! ”
Don't listen to this voice, Beverley knows that it is his teammate Jackson who is making mockery, speaking of which there are a total of four people in the vulture squad, Ston's nickname is stone, and that temperament is also boring, captain Lester has always been calm and calm, and he doesn't talk much easily, only he and this Jackson can't be idle, and they love to fight when they have nothing to do, which can be regarded as the leisure of the battle to relieve boredom.
So Beverly didn't look back and said, "Why don't you try it, maybe our Axe King will be captured as soon as he comes out?" ”
"Come on, Lao Tzu is not like you, bullying two young people who have just debuted, there is no shame or impatience, how can you say that the master is also the number one person in this bloody wasteland, how can you bully the small with the big like you?"
"Isn't it, lad?" The person who came said with a smile at Leon, but the beard on his face and the horizontal flesh on his face didn't feel like a kind person.
Leon faced the direction where several people were coming, his eyes could see clearly, this guy was holding a huge axe, not holding it in both hands when he was walking, but easily holding it in his hand with one right hand, and his steps were still very light, looking at the thick arms that were comparable to ordinary people's calves, bulging and angular muscles, he knew how strong this person's strength was.
This archer and thief are already so powerful, presumably this same group of warriors will not be far behind. When it comes to the threat of close combat, I'm afraid there is no one here who can compare to this warrior.
The warrior, known as Jackson by Beverly, spoke to Leon, but Leon didn't answer, just smiled slightly, which was a response. When the little priest on the side saw that the other party was coming, as if he was at odds with the thief, a glimmer of hope suddenly rose, and he asked, "Hey, uncle, this guy has robbed us of our magic essence, and he will do it to us first, and he will kill us." ”
"Oh, is it? Let me see. Jackson listened, and stretched out his hand to Beverly beside him, "Come, take it out and I'll see!" ”
Beverly didn't say much, threw his left hand, and said, "An ordinary magic essence, with agility, it's okay to enchant shoes." ”
Jackson took it, glanced at it, and pouted, "It's okay to use the shoes, it's not much value." ”
After speaking, he raised his hand and threw this magic essence to Lester who happened to walk over, "Now, it's still a little useful for such a thing." ”
Seeing that the loot that originally belonged to him was thrown to others by Jackson, the little priest shouted with wide eyes: "Hey, uncle, this thing is ours, we killed this elite sinking demon and exploded, how can you give it to others?" ”
"Yours, how can it be yours? What does it have to do with you that I snatched it from this guy? Jackson looked at the little priest with a questioning expression.
"It's mine, he snatched it from us." The little priest said eagerly.
"Then he snatched it from you, you should go to him, what are you looking for me for? I robbed him of something, and he was instigated and didn't dare to ask for me, it was his business. How do I know what this thing I got has to do with you, is it a piece? There is a debtor and a debtor, little mage, don't spew blood! Jackson waved his hand, shrugged his shoulders, and said with an innocent expression.
Hearing that this warrior and the thief had the same virtue, they were both talking nonsense with their eyes open, and they were no different from robbers, and the little priest was so angry that he gritted his silver teeth, and he knew that this warrior and the thief had no discord, and no matter how they could uphold justice, they were all the same, and even more shameless.
He raised his wand and prepared to unleash the lightning arrows to give the two shameless men a look.
But Leon, who was on the side, felt the little priest's mood swings, and quickly raised his hand to stop the little priest.
"Yo, what, are you going to do it with me? Okay, come on! Let me see what you're capable of as a little mage? Jackson rubbed his hands together and looked at the little priest with an angry face.
"You're all robbers, scoundrels. Akarat will not bless you, the Light will punish you for your wickedness! The little priest ignored Leon's tugging, and rebuked.
"Oh, is it? It turned out to be a cultist of Sakaram, a mage who doesn't believe in any god of magic, and runs to believe in some holy light, which is really interesting. Who is Akarat, and where is the Light? I'm so scared. Excuse me, we don't believe in the Light, and we don't believe in what Sakaram, Beverly, tell him, what do we believe? ”
Until now, Jackson took it for granted that the professional in front of him who could unleash lightning skills was a young electric magician, and it was also very strange for a magician to run to believe in what sakaram was.
"Little mage, let Master Bei give you a good lesson, do you see what this thing is?"
Beverly gestured his fist.
"Fist, I grew up in King's Harbor, and the boss of the gang told me one thing, in this world, whoever has the big fist is right, and whoever is the master is the uncle. None of us believe it, but we believe in the fist! ”
Beverly spoke impassionedly to the two of them, spitting stars flying wildly, apparently reminding him of the past.
"Hey, do you hear that? Fists, we only believe in fists. Those Akalats, no Holy Light fart! The one with a big fist is the master! ”
"How can you defile the Light and speak against the gods? You're going to hell, it's just ......" The little priest didn't expect the two of them to be so rampant, and they were so insulted to the faith they had always believed in, and they were a little angry for a while, and they didn't know how to refute it.
"Haha, that's funny! Beverly, did you hear me, this guy said that if we insult the gods and defile the Holy Light, we will go to hell, right? It's funny! ”
Beverly was also amused by the little priest's somewhat silly words.
"The little one is so young!"