The distance between the two lightning balls was a little wide, which made the four mages all glance at Marin in unison, surprised, hesitant, reproachful, and curious.

When the lightning orb made contact with the chaos queue at the front, the two lightning balls began to work, they began to emit brighter light, and at the same time they both shot a lightning bolt at each other, and finally met in the air, entangled, linked, and then the two lightning balls stopped maintaining a low speed, and they began to accelerate and flew nearly a hundred yards in two seconds.

At least hundreds of Chaos Humanoids were pierced in an unresponsive state, and their shells were turned into ashes in an instant, disappearing in front of everyone in the sea breeze.

Eventually, when Marin sensed that maintaining the movement of the two balls would increase the cost, he canceled the continuous cost of the spell, and then noticed the tall target that came out of the darkness: "The Blessed One of Chaos." ”

The blessed one, through the so-called blessing of Chaos, these Chaos believers will become inhuman, for example, here, its entire face has been transformed into an octopus, its mouth has become tentacles, the presence of mouthparts cannot be directly observed, and the parts of its body are full of carapace.

"It's not those four, we're in a little less trouble." The old mage also recognized its identity at a glance: "It's the sea evil god in the southern storm sea, it seems that the sea god temple here should have been destroyed, that miser, will not easily bless its followers." ”

Marin was not surprised by this result, a small village of less than a thousand people, a priest, one or two assistant priests, they cost three dozen nine hundred...... Maybe not all nine hundred of them will become Chaos, but at least two-thirds of them can't afford it.

The three mortals are facing only a dead end, and the god of the sea is also notoriously hot-tempered, and his personality is as changeable as the ocean, in Marin's opinion, he will not believe such a thing even if he has a brain, or the goddess of harvest is more suitable for a bastard of faith like him.

The flare was about to fall, and Marin loaded another shot into the air, and this time, they all saw the Chaos Cultists behind the tall Chaos Blesser.

"I didn't see any children or old people." Little Mage Raphael muttered.

"It's normal, the flesh of children is tender, the old man can use it for sacrifice, chaos is the existence that will not waste everything in this world, in their eyes, in fact, everything is useful, only a useless child like you is suitable for ups and downs in the pot." The young mage said as he looked at the little mage fiercely.

The old mage smiled: "Don't scare my junior apprentice, you guy, it seems that you haven't forgotten what your senior brother told you back then." ”

As soon as the two of their mentors said this, the young mage smiled and nodded, "Yes, when I was young, my senior brother also said so. ”

"Just kill them." Marin looked at the chaos in front of him, looked at the red tattoos on their bodies, and suddenly realized that they were so hateful.

The crossbowmen on both sides began to shoot, but their numbers were too small, the chaos began to accelerate, and the big soldiers were a little commotion in the face of the opponent's superior forces, but considering the methods of Marin and the mages before, they did not back down.

"Control the wall of fire, don't let them outflank them to the sides, I'll kill them all." Marin said as he pulled up the lightning ball again.

"They've seen this move of yours, and I don't think it's much use." The old mage said as he watched Marlin launch the lightning ball.

Marlin watched as the chest-high lightning balls took their hands, and then the chaos shrunk past the deadly chains, only a few of the guys shrunk short enough or didn't have time to crouch down and die, the dodge causing them to laugh wildly and follow their leader to speed up the charge.

"One hundred yards!" The flag bearer in charge of observation shouted.

Marin pulled two lightning balls again, this time waist-high.

"Are you going to do that?" The young mage looked at Marin with some dissatisfaction.

Marin smiled and didn't answer, just launched them.

The leader, who had been a little out of touch with his little brother, jumped over the link of the lightning ball, howled proudly, and then heard the screams of the line he was facing.

He glanced behind him and saw that the lightning balls were splitting, splitting up and down into nine, a total of eighteen lightning balls pulling out a large thin net, sweeping away the chaos that jumped up or simply fell to the ground.

"You're the only one left." Marin dropped the shotgun in his hand, took Beep out of the hood behind him and put it on the sand, then pulled the blood out of his bag, and his free hand reached out, and Fio jumped into Marin's palm.

Putting the axes together, Marin strode over to the blessed one: "Lost dog! Face me! ”

Seeing that his subordinates were dead, the blessed man roared, his face flushed, and he rushed towards Marin with the big stick in his hand.

"Wow, are the little cubs of the Harvest Goddess Church so strong these years?" The young mage looked at his girlfriend, who shrugged his shoulders, "My brother has never shown even a fifth of his strength, and I think this should be a special case. ”

"Forty yards on both sides!" The flag bearer is still counting the numbers.

The tattoos all over the body of the Blessed Chaos had begun to turn red, and his steps were faster and bigger, and his whole body had grown in a circle.

With twenty yards remaining, Marin pulled out his revolver from behind his waist.

A normal Adamantite warhead, carved with a piercing inscription, washed and soaked in holy water, blessed by the bishop three times, has a cost of 1400 Movis for one bullet.

The Adamantite Gold Warhead in the Marlin Gun is engraved with the acorn powder of the twigs of the World Tree as the pigment to penetrate the inscriptions, washed with the blessed water soaked in the twigs of the World Tree, and blessed by the twigs of the World Tree for three days, the cost price of one bullet is 240 Movis.

The Adamantite plating is a bit more expensive, and Marin is considering finding a replacement, if he can reduce the cost to 20 yuan a round, he can get himself a relic-level semi-automatic musket.

The gun rang out, and the head of the blessed person in front of him burst in an instant, and it continued to walk as it galloped, until Marin turned sideways and gave way to the headless corpse, and then fell to the ground.

"No, it's too much, this is obviously a championship duel!" The young mage was a little incredulous: "He, he's tarnishing the sanctity of the duel!" ”

"Talking about sacredness with Chaos, you should thank the Lord of Wisdom for not letting a paladin of the Lord of Justice hear what you just said, otherwise he would have bound you to the stake." After the old mage finished with a smile, he patted his junior apprentice's head: "See, this is the best way for us to deal with Chaos, times have changed, little Raphael, anything, whether it is a spell or a musket, as long as it can kill Chaos, it is the best, and it can kill a Chaos faster and better, that is even better." ”

The little boy who had been screaming for Mr. Marin, who had just met Mr. Marin, stared at Chaos, obviously unable to accept it for a while, but he still nodded: "I understand." ”

The female mage smiled at her lover and shook her head: "My dear, you are more like an old master than our old master, even he knows that times have changed. ”

"I ...... I'm just a little surprised, really, when I was a kid, I saw a duel of sacred champions, a paladin of the Lord of Justice cut off the head of a Chaos Champion, and in order to buy that head, my lord of the city gave a week's bread ticket to the poor people of the city, which was the request of the paladin. The young mage was silent for a moment, "I actually want to be a paladin. ”

"With your physique, you can't even be a minion, forget your dreams, and be a mage." The old mage said this and looked at the head of the big-headed soldiers: "Mr. Lord, let your people cut off their heads." ”

"I'm sorry, there aren't many people who can leave heads, so I don't want these heads, you can divide them yourself." Marlin had already walked back by this time, the blood roar in his hand motionless, but its soul cried in Marin's head like a little cub who had not eaten sugar.

Hey, times have changed, so you'd better leave your axe to Maya to play with in the future.

Then the blood roared and cried even louder.

However, His Excellency Lord was not dissatisfied at all - although all the chaos on the central defense line was raised by Marin, there were thirty or forty chaos on both sides, and there were dozens of numbers buried in the sand in front of them, and their small commando team was able to bring back at least a hundred heads, which was already a very good income.

You must know that in ordinary battles, their team can leave a percentage of the spoils of war, which is a reward given by the nobles.

In particular, Lord Marin said that they don't need these heads, which means that they just need to share the profits with the mages...... Even if you leave twenty, it will be a good harvest.

"We don't want it either, as long as we can destroy this chaotic sacrificial ritual and altar, it will already be the best trophy for us mages." The old mage also looked down on the heads of these Chaos Believers - when he was young, he was used to using the heads of Chaos Warriors to calculate merits, and the heads of such believers were not even mosquito legs.

It's better to be a favor, these big-headed soldiers should like this gift very much.

So the Lord asked a team of sword and shield men to be responsible for cutting off their heads, and in groups of three, and crossbowmen followed from afar, even if there were Chaos believers who pretended to be dead, they had to die in such a response.

Then he took the rest of the soldiers and walked into the village behind Lord Marin and the four mages.

“…… It's disgusting. Raphael followed Marin, looking at the blood stains on the walls of every house and the corpses lying on the ground: "It reminds me of my hometown. ”

"Your hometown is fine, but their home is finished." The young mage held a revolver in his left hand—a place where it was more useful than the staff in his hand.

He walked over to the cauldron on the side, took the spoon and pulled it out, then threw the spoon into the pot: "These damn beasts. ”

"Chaos doesn't damn it! Dangerous! The mage sighed as she followed Marin, and had seen the altar in front of the clearing, where a mad hunchback was frantically shouting words that the crowd could not understand, and in the center of the altar, a crack was opening.

Marlin watched as a bony hand reached the edge of the rift, and some familiar smell made him lean against the railing to the side.

Before the old mage could react, he saw a skeletal head poking out of it: "It's the Bone Lich!" Undead Plane! These damn beasts! "The old mage's side was ready to fight hard, and he heard Marin's side speak.

"Ayles, sure enough, it's you, how could you be summoned by them."

"Ah...... It's Master Marin, is this, you know, in order to increase income, sometimes I will intercept some signals in the shallow level of subspace that I don't know who I'm summoning, and everyone does this, but this time, you see, didn't we meet. Seeing that it was Marin, the lich immediately retracted his head into the rift, then pulled out a ghoul's head from it, borrowed its head and began to communicate with everyone present, including Marin.

Marin smiled a little helplessly - does this guy have any bad memories of his bloodline, and he is not ready to kill him, does he need to be so careful.

"You know?" The old mage walked over to Marin.

"He has a deal with my people, and he's working for my people right now." Marin said this and looked at the rift: "Ayers, that guy's soul belongs to you. ”

"What?!" This time, the owner of the white skull poked out of the chasm, threw the ghoul's head into the chasm behind him, and then pointed at the Chaos Priest who had not reacted until now and asked, "His soul is mine!?" ”

"Yes, he's yours, remember to help me torture him." Marin finished speaking, and changed to a posture leaning against the railing.

"You're making a deal with the devil, Lord Marin." The old mage looked at Marin, his face full of vigilance.

"I remember that the Lord of Justice has a good saying, he said that justice should properly show the cruel side of justice to Chaos, I personally don't like to abuse a person, but that guy is obviously not human anymore, he and his companions have created too many evils in this village, I think the gallows can no longer cleanse such evils, it just so happens that Mr. Ayers is here, I think he can take care of this matter instead of me." Looking at the old mage and saying this, Marin turned his head to look at Ayrs, who had already walked out: "What do you say, Mr. Ayers." ”

"Praise the Lord of Justice, I fully agree with what he said, please let me know when I have such an opportunity in the future, and I will come and help you fulfill your wish as soon as possible...... Oh my God, I'm so happy, it's an honor to be able to help a guest like you, and you should know that the souls of Chaos Believers, although already marked, are not something difficult to deal with, and in the undead plane, their hands are not long enough. At this point, the gold-plated and silver-plated white bone lich came to the priest, and if he could, Marlin felt that this Mr. Ayers would be smiling like a professional seller who had been selling insurance for thirty years, and his smile must be the kind of presence that could warm people's hearts.

It's a pity that he wasn't, Marlin watched as the soul of this Chaos Priest was pulled out, and finally turned into a spherical black soul wailing in Ayers's hand.

"The deal is complete, Mr. Ayers, and you can go back safely." Marin clapped his hands - worthy of the undead, it was really easy to do this kind of thing.

"Of course, I've sensed that a legendary-level presence has locked on me, and I still have ten seconds left for interference." The Ayers ran over quickly, stretched out his bony hand to hold Marin's hand, and 'kissed' Marlin on the ring on his finger: "Dear Mr. Marin, may you live a long life." ”

With that, he ran into the chasm as fast as he could.

"Ten seconds." The young mage looked at the pocket watch in his hand and muttered to himself, what he saw completely turned his three views upside down.

As soon as the rift was closed, a portal had been opened next to the old mage, and Lady Anna walked out expressionlessly and glanced at the scene: "What about that guy." ”

"Ran away." When the old mage had finished speaking, he told Lady Anna what had happened.

Marlin leaned against the railing with an innocent face.

Lady Anna frowned after hearing this: "This bone lich ......" "He said that he had a deal with my people. Marin said this and pointed to his square ear: "I think he must have been beaten, otherwise with his character, he would not be so obedient, at least he should resist, right?" ”

Madame Anna laughed, and she reached out and patted Marin on the head: "The old man said that you mentioned the Lord of Justice, and this Majesty did not come out with a sword to cut you, then it proves that you are still the most reliable type of person, and you will have to do this in the future, only in this way will others believe that you are still on their side." ”

After speaking, she turned around and shook hands with the old mage: "This matter, Level 2 secret, you are responsible for washing away the soldier's memory, this is hard work." Lady Anna pulled out a small bag and entered the portal without looking back.

"Lady Anna is really a lady who likes to toss people." The young mage sighed, and at the same time glanced at Marin: "You guy is really good, I just heard you mention the Lord of Justice, I was thinking about when he would come and kill you with a sword...... Speaking of this, he shrugged: "Now it seems that he agrees with you, otherwise with this majesty's temper, you would be cold by now." ”

"It's me, I have a good relationship with him, and he should be busy right now." Considering that he and the Fear Master were having fun killing in the last time he was called, Marin felt that if it wasn't too big, he probably wouldn't have responded to Marin again in a short period of time.

"Mr. Marin is reliable anyway, and that's enough." The female mage glanced at the bag that her mentor had opened, and a happy smile appeared on her face: "What a generous lady. ”

"Something, look at your pleasure." The young mage walked over and looked at it, then immediately smiled with satisfaction, "I need to take back what I just said." ”

Marin straightened up again at this time, and he looked at the innocent-looking Lord and his big soldiers: "I'm sorry, if there is a battle next, I will try to leave some more heads for you." ”

"Thank you so much, to be honest, if there are so many heads as trophies, we won't complain if we clean our memories every day." After speaking, the lord pointed to the corpse of the priest who had fallen on the edge of the altar: "Can this guy's head be cut off?" ”

Marin stretched out his hand and made a plea: "He is yours." ”

Then watch as the Lord himself cut off that head with a knife.

"What can that head be for?" Seeing that he was happy, Marin turned his head and asked Raphael - he was a local and should know.

"When I left my hometown, this kind of head was worth at least one knight, and that was the Priest of Chaos." Raphael's eyes were a little fiery: "I want to work hard to become a full-time mage, then my brother and sister will no longer be tending sheep." ”

Hearing the sincerity of his words, Marin nodded: "Your dreams will come true." ”

People in this world should always have to taste what they want.