Chapter 172: Silver Holy Sword Down

The young warrior monk's words were quite polite, and he continued: "Our 'Silver Sacred Sword' does not refuse to cooperate, and we have also had win-win cooperation with many well-known guilds and teams in the history of the team. ”

"We're just a small team that's just been formed." Charles said truthfully.

"Uh......"

Charles's answer made everyone in the Silver Sacred Sword stunned. How amazing is the luck of a newly formed team that has swiped a purple quality task from the city magistrate?

"Just formed?" The young warrior monk's face changed, and he smiled reluctantly: "Then how many members do you have now?" ”

"Six."

"It's just us."

Ost answered for Charles first.

The 'Silver Holy Sword' everyone looked at each other even more when they heard this.

It's a joke, right? Six people would dare to take on a purple-quality extermination mission?

For a while, the young warrior monk even thought that the six Shire were ignorant newcomers, but the newcomers couldn't get a lot of excellent blue equipment. He could probably tell the quality of the equipment on the men.

"Friend, please forgive me, your team went to the Lizard Swamp to die in vain, and there is no possibility of completing this extermination mission......" the young warrior monk took a deep breath and said.

Charles couldn't deny this.

The young warrior monk glanced at Meloti, who was sitting on the throne, and when he saw her preoccupation, he thought for a moment and said to Charles, "That's it." I'll give you a chance. Bring your party to the 'Silver Sacred Sword'. I'm asking you and your team to participate in this extermination mission. ”

This sentence is a bit lofty in it, as if the 'Silver Holy Sword' has made a self-confessed mercy to passers-by and players.

"I refuse." Charles shook his head.

He could also understand the thoughts of the 'Silver Holy Sword' group.

To cooperate, you can, but first of all, the object of cooperation, you must have the strength that they recognize, and the status is not far apart, so that there is a basis for cooperation.

What is collaboration? That must be on equal footing. There is only master and slave between the strong and the weak, and there is no cooperation.

"Refuse?"

Seeing Charles, he didn't hesitate in the slightest. Resolutely responded, and the young warrior monk's face suddenly sank.

The expressions of the other people in the 'Silver Sacred Sword' were also ugly, but due to the bad environment, after all, this was the castle of the Lord's Palace, and the female archon was still sitting on it.

"Then unfortunately, Holy Arrivals, since you are not willing to cooperate, then the only way to determine the winner is through my assessment......

Meloti's eyes paused on Charles' face, as if trying to read what he was thinking. She couldn't figure out what the Coming pastor was thinking, and she had to take on the task. Just say no, she can always invite the Silver Sacred Sword out of the castle. Why bother.

In Charles' eyes, she observed a subtle hint of suggestion.

"Well, in ......that case," Meloti said helplessly, "My time is limited and precious, the leaders of your two teams, in this hall, have a simple duel, the winner will be awarded the mission of the Lord's Palace, and if it is successfully completed, he will also be rewarded by the Lord's Palace." ”

"Duel?"

"Stop?"

The young warrior monk's gaze circled around Charles, and then he looked up at Meloti.

"Whatever you want, you Holy Presence won't really die anyway." Meloti waved her hand.

"Then I'm willing to accept the duel." The young warrior monk said, his originally ordinary face suddenly appeared with a fighting spirit, and he stared at Xia Er and said, "Since you are unwilling to give up this task and are not willing to cooperate, then there is only one way......

"Yes."

Charles nodded as well.

He now has eleven Priest class levels, which is one of the highest-ranking players in the Cormier Realm. The Young Warrior Monk is the leader of the 'Silver Sacred Sword', and the class level should be between level 10-11, never more than level 12.

It can be said that in the same level, Charles is afraid of encountering and is prepared, and against the mages and warlocks who record the spells of the day, he is not worthwhile against any other profession.

What's more, he has obtained a number of purple pieces of equipment in a row this month, and Charles also has the heart to try to see if he can steadily suppress the leader of the 'Silver Holy Sword' with his current comprehensive strength. This is the best player in the Arabe region.

The two sides distanced themselves in the hall.

The halls of the castle are spacious enough for warrior monks to play in them.

"Commander, kill that guy, what a 'silver holy sword', I've had enough of it for half a month, okay......" Osst shouted in the corner of the hall.

After being hunted down for half a month in a row, the level progress has fallen, and it is impossible for the three Todak to say that they have no grievances. At this time, even the half-elf Druilia, who has always been a lady, raised her arms on the sidelines to cheer.

In contrast, the quicksand on the fingertips and the haunting of the dreams seem very silent, as if they are not their business.

"What was the man thinking?" Looking at the priest standing in the center of the hall with red eyes, he couldn't help but ask the wanderers around him.

"I don't know."

"I will only carry out his orders, without questioning or doubting."

The fingertip quicksand voice is cold, and there is a natural indifferent taste. She had pressed one hand against the leather sheath around her waist, as if she was ready to draw her dagger and go to her aid.

"It's a showdown, a showdown." Seeing her posture in a dream, I couldn't help but remind her twice.

"I know." The quicksand at the fingertips just nodded faintly.

The corners of his mouth tugged at the corners of his mouth, and he didn't know what to say again.

"Commander, there's no problem, right?"

On the other side, several players of the 'Silver Holy Sword' surrounded the young warrior monk and asked.

"What could be the problem?" The young warrior monk's words and expression were extremely confident, "I have completed half of the advanced tasks, and I have some advanced abilities at the beginning, but he can't beat me." ”

"He's a priest, the level should be level ten, he can add blood and flesh, it's more difficult...... a team member whispered.

"Difficult?"

"Doesn't it take to cast spells and gestures to cast spells?".

"My Wind Strike won't give him time to cast his spell, and he can only be beaten passively, what about the meat."

The young warrior monk dissected the advantages and disadvantages of the priesthood very clearly, and obviously had previous experience dealing with priests. But no matter what the profession is, there are strong and weak.

And now the one who is about to face off against the young warrior monk is a high priest with luxurious equipment and five purple equipment.

"Settle the battle quickly, let's wear fist gloves......" The young warrior monk walked to the center of the hall, putting a pair of purple quality dragon skin gloves on his hands. (To be continued......)

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