The angel fell directly from mid-air, and before his body could reach the ground, it turned into scattered holy light. The black mist gradually contracted, and finally the form of the Queen of Mourning reappeared before the priests.

The Queen of Mourning didn't look inappropriate, and she still smiled, "Ah, the slave family accidentally played too hard, and I wanted to stay for a while to play." The Queen of Wailing landed on the ground and slowly floated in front of the priests, and at the same time, the black mist under her feet began to pour out tentacles in a steady stream, dozens of hundreds, and the Queen of Wailing waved her hand, "Farewell, priests, may you see your Father." ”

Hundreds of tentacles attacked the priests at the same time, and without Jian Hao resisting in front, these priests couldn't play much role at all, one by one the tentacles were inserted into the priests' bodies, and they didn't even have time to chant incantations, and they were all wiped out directly.

There were only a small number of city guards and players present, but the Queen of Mourning didn't seem to have the heart to clean up these existences that were just little ants to her, so she yawned and flew away, "The little miscellaneous fish will be handed over to you, and the slave family will go take a nap." ”

"Okay, let's get back to the game." Dozens of spikes suddenly poured out of the ground, this time all the spikes were thigh-thick, Tituba's smile was a little crooked, "This time our game rules are, ten minutes escape plan, escape, maybe you still have a chance to survive." ”

The spikes begin to attack, but the spikes suddenly stop, and the part of the spikes that protrude from the ground gradually turns into black ash, and eventually all the spikes disappear.

"No, no." Tithuba's face changed suddenly, "What's the matter, the connection is cut off." This shouldn't be! ”

"I'm sorry, I don't want to interrupt your game, but I just want to save some people." A bright voice came from outside the door, and as the sound of footsteps gradually approached, a middle-aged man with a big beard appeared in front of a group of people, "Little Erwyn, you can still hold on until now, yes, it seems that I have caught up." ”

"Uncle Bismarck!" Erwin was pleasantly surprised to say that with him, Uncle Bismarck, there was no need to fight this battle anymore.

"I'll talk about the old things later, I'll clean them up." The bearded middle-aged man stopped Erwin from continuing, and slowly walked in the direction where Tithuba was, chanting the scriptures as he went, and the corpses of those who were still their comrades were set on fire by the middle-aged man one by one, they didn't know the middle-aged man's intention, "If I'm not mistaken, these corpses are your followers, right?" ”

The middle-aged man came to Tithuba, who was a head taller than her, and he was looking down at her, "** has devoured you, even if you regret it, Heaven will not accommodate you, tell Wenger for me, it doesn't need to do such a small action if it wants to lure me out, let it appear directly, I will entertain it well." ”

The middle-aged man tapped Tithuba's forehead, and Tithuba quickly turned into a burning man, howling and struggling in pain, and then lying on the ground and being burned to ashes. The middle-aged man's magic did not unfold, because the abyssal aura around him did not fade in any way because of Tituba's death, "There are still people who are trading with demons, but not with Wenger, there are two different auras. ”

"Go back first, this is not the right place for you to stay." After getting the middle-aged man's words, the few remaining city guards ran away as if fleeing, and the players also took out the return to the city.

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