The soul hunter suddenly heard such a sentence from the jungle, and his hair exploded. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The sound was so close that it didn't go more than fifteen meters at most. Pressed so close by his opponent that he didn't even notice it, he realized that he seemed to have stabbed a hornet's nest.

Before he could figure out why Lan Wu had so many helpers, Ovira was wrapped in a white light and slammed out of the jungle. At a short distance of fifteen meters, it was basically non-existent under his special charge.

Covered in a thick layer of holy light, the shield that could barely see the surface pattern slammed into the soul hunter. The powerful impact force knocked it out and flew out, spurting out a mouthful of old blood in mid-air, and sliding out weakly on the ground.

"Dead or alive?" Ovira squinted coldly, not knowing whether it was a dead or alive soul hunter. The holy light around his body quietly turned into a little white light and drifted away, which was very powerful.

"Die." Lan Wu smiled, not caring about the life or death of the soul hunter. Hengzhi is a bond with the Sakaram Revival Society. Keeping this guy would only be a scourge.

Ovira nodded indifferently. After all, he was still one of the crows at the beginning, and he never cared about the life or death of the enemy, and he was definitely not merciful.

Cutting off the head of the soul hunter, Ovira Mali turned out three space bags, obviously he had done this kind of murder and robbery when he was in the dark crow. The technique is quite sharp, and it is accurate to turn it over. He didn't check what was inside, he went straight back to Lan Wu and stuffed the three space bags into Lan Wu's hands.

At this time, Lan Wu had already briefly explained the battle that took place here with little Eco. He rubbed little Eco's head affectionately, and then began to check the gains of this battle.

The contents of one of the space bags were eerie. All kinds of bottles and cans discouraged Lan Wu, so he resolutely put them away, and then handed them over to Akara and Kane for study when he returned to Rog's camp. Maybe add a new special class to Camp Rogge.

Opening the second space bag, Lan Wu was immediately satisfied. This so-called soul hunter is obviously also a good hand at robbing the road. The space bag is full of equipment. Among them, there are rings, amulets and other equipment that is extremely difficult to explode. What's more, these equipment are all gold-level at the lowest level, and there are even a few suspected dark gold equipment.

developed.

This is what he has been ...... since he woke up No, it's the richest moment since the crossing. Dozens of pieces of gold equipment, as well as rare equipment such as rings and amulets...... He believes that after returning to Camp Roger, the vocational skills and equipment he has been looking forward to will finally be completed.

Substrate? Isn't it just money? Problems that can be solved with money are not problems. The seaport of Kurast is not of high grade, so go to the Fortress of the Demons. It's not good enough, so go to Hallogas to find Chassi's father, who is certainly not a real father. The father of Chassi, the heroic blacksmith of Camp Rog's, was none other than Lasuk, the most outstanding blacksmith in Harlogas, who also inherited the title. To inherit this title in itself proved to be the most outstanding blacksmith.

He handed the space bag to little Eco and asked her to hand it over to Yidaiya to get a few pieces of equipment as payment. The bad guys are also the reinforcements who decide the victory. Lan Wu admits he is stingy, but he is by no means Grande. He was also anxious to find the old ghost of Rodament.

This old ghost who followed himself from the sewers of Lugoin is extremely versatile. Bringing it with you is like bringing a library. As a member of the Hradim clan, this old ghost is knowledgeable enough to throw off Kane, the heir to the title, eight hundred streets. The only pity is that this old ghost was demonized into a mummy mage after his death, and his memory is a little confusing. Like an old man, it is only occasionally possible to give the right explanation.

The third space bag opened, and Lan Wu's eyes lit up. There aren't many things in this space bag either. One of the pitch-black crystal balls and a parchment roll caught his eye.

Lan Wu took out the crystal ball first. If there's anything that can imprison the soul, it's the crystal ball. In particular, this crystal ball is still as black as ink, and it matches the soul too well.

"What is this?" Ovira frowned as she watched Lan Wu take out a pitch-black crystal ball. This pitch-black crystal ball didn't feel good to him.

"I don't know." Lan Wu is very honest. Although it is speculated that this crystal ball is likely to imprison the soul, it is only a guess after all. The habit of fooling friends is unacceptable.

"I think you'd better take it back and show it to Akara or Master Kane." Ovira exhorted in a deep voice, "I think there's something unsettling about this crystal ball. ”

"Maybe." Lan Wu didn't plan to listen to Ovira.

Roda Mente was too important to him. Now he understands how lucky he is to carry a knowledgeable old ghost with him. The next thing to face is not only Mephisto, the great demon god, but also the Sakaram Revival Society, a mysterious underground organization that has been passed down from ancient times to the present.

At this time, little Eco walked over with a space bag. Yi Daiya was not pretentious, and selected a few golden bows and crossbows and returned the space bag. She walked over and saw the black crystal ball in Lan Wu's hand, and hurriedly rushed up and urged anxiously, "Throw it away." It is a crystal ball made from one of the eyeballs of the demon dragon Tagio. It absorbs the soul of man. ”

Almost subconsciously, Lan Wu threw out the black crystal ball. It was little Echo who said this, not only as the heir to the title, but also from the ancient tribe of Mavina. This ancient thing is much better known.

But a second before he made his hand, he quickly withdrew his hand. Tagao, such a powerful and coaxing big man basically every dark old bird knows. The dragon taught Rasma, the first necromancer in the Sanctuary, and eventually the parts of his body were made into the necromancer's legacy set, the incarnation of Tagao.

It's made of eyeballs, how can it be garbage.

Lan Wu immediately withdrew the crystal ball into the space bag. Little Eco apparently didn't understand why he wanted to keep such an extremely evil thing, and was so anxious that he almost cried. No way, she's still not used to talking. I wanted to explain, but I was so anxious that I forgot everything.

"Do you know this?" Lan Wu immediately took out the parchment roll to divert little Echo's attention.

"It's ...... It's like a map of the Southern Swamp. Little Eco stared blankly at the parchment roll in his hand. Although the inheritance of the Mavina tribe is ancient, she was only a five-year-old girl after all.

"The Southern Swamp?" Immediately a related memory came to Lan Wu's mind. In the dark background of the game, the profession of necromancer was spread from the Southern Swamp. So long after coming to this world, he had also heard that Rasma, the ancestor of the necromancer, still lives in the uninhabited depths of the Southern Swamp.

"Is this the rhythm of a trip to the Southern Swamp?" (To be continued.) )