There is a saying on the earth that "pretending to be forced like the wind, always accompanying me".

Now the punk looks very domineering, and the energy giant with a lilac luster firmly grasps the harpy who is still struggling desperately in his hand, with the handsome black-bottomed robe on his body and a pair of blue eyes under the hood, how handsome and handsome he is.

At least the punk himself still feels good.

However, there is also a saying on the earth called "slapping the face like rain, splitting the head and covering the face".

Just as Punk grabbed the Harpy who wanted to escape, startled the trembling adventurer and was about to speak, a blade of light slashed at Punk's head.

"Damned heretic, you dare to shelter evil creatures and suffer death!"

By the time Punk caught the Harpy, the Mage and Stalker among the adventurers had already stood still, but there was still one person who did not react to Punk's coercion............ That's right, it's the holy warrior wrapped in armor.

Under the shocked gaze of his companions, under the surprised gaze of Punk, and under the gloating screams of the Harpy, this holy warrior with golden light and blood-red eyes actually slashed straight at Punk's Divine Fighting Qi Blade.

The sharp fighting blade easily cut off the dead branches and leaves along the way, and slashed straight towards the punk, the golden light almost illuminated the entire woodland, looking as unstoppable as a divine soldier descending from the sky!

As a result, without the slightest suspense, the golden fighting aura was casually bounced away by the hand of another instantaneous mage of punk.

"I'll go, big brother, don't bother us if you look for death"!

This is what mages and stalkers think.

"I'll go, this guy doesn't want to die"!

This is the idea of punk.

Seeing the paladin shouting "for the light" to launch a charge at him, Punk felt that the world suddenly became very strange, he knew that those priests who believed in the gods were a little paranoid and impulsive, but they didn't seem to be stupid, did they just believe in the nonsense of a harpy? Or was it simply tired of being crooked? Why should they look for death? Isn't it good to live?

Surprise is surprise, but Punk will not tolerate the ant's provocation, he slapped the dead paladin lightly, and then watched as the bones of this whole body were almost broken, and the guy who was left to hang his life struggled to stand up and continue to charge.

Punk felt the magical energy in the paladin carefully, and then it all understood.

He didn't pay any attention to the paladin who was still trying to slash the "mage's hand" in vain not far from death, but playfully focused on the apprentice-level mage who was already shaking like a sieve.

"Apprentice-level psychic spell - Bloody rage"?

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MiG-Doka was a midship-level mage, and he was shaking like a mole caught in the talons of an eagle, and the only reason he didn't collapse to the ground was the sturdy oak staff in his hand.

The fundamental reason why he was afraid of this was because he had done two stupid things in this adventure that he regretted and wanted to stab himself with a knife.

The first was that he had hired a paladin from the Dawn Church to team up for a mission.

As we all know, the priesthood is a strange creature that combines god teammates and pit teammates, those who turn the tide on the battlefield, and those who have nothing to do to mess with their pit teammates are still them.

These guys are sometimes ideal teammates, because they never want pay or spoils to eliminate evil and "heresy", they are even more fearless in battle, they never betray even the greatest interests, and they will not complain or even accept even if they are arranged to do something unfair.

Free day work can also be squeezed at will, what an ideal teammate this is, and the degree of reliability is probably only comparable to the alchemy golem.

But don't forget that these "good teammates" also have a god side, if you are unlucky, then these guys will definitely be able to make you cry in the pit.

They never consider the "harmless" question of "strength comparison" when facing evil and "heresy", even the weakest paladins dare to rush up to the incarnation of the evil god and cut an axe, and they don't know what retreat and sneak attack are in the process of fighting, and before the war they don't need to wake up half of the dead pig in the castle and shout "For the Lord of the Dawn".

This attribute of the pit makes the paladin loved and hated by many adventurers, and in general, cautious adventurers are more willing to recruit an unreliable warrior than to find a particularly unreliable paladin to team up.

However, MiG is clearly not among the "cautious adventurers" as a greedy mage, and he has a "good reason" to convince himself as an excuse:

"This is the last time, next time, next time I will honestly find a warrior to join the group, even if I am given some gold coins, it doesn't matter, I use my boots to ensure that this is the last time to find a paladin to form a team."

Well, this reason has been used by MiG many times, it is strong, it is sufficient, at least it is more than enough to convince himself.

This was only the first ridiculous thing MiG did, and his second thing was even more ridiculous.

In order to achieve the goal of "one warrior for two purposes", this guy specially learned the spell of "bloody rage", and then he used the reason of "fighting evil at all costs" to persuade the brainless paladin to accept this spell that burns reason and vitality explosion potential.

The result was naturally tragic, and one or two adventures did make the greedy mage reap a lot of money, but ............ This time, he was finally going to suffer the consequences of his death.

Silly, the paladin, who thought he was "for the Lord of the Dawn", volunteered to be blessed by MiG with "Bloody Rage" before he went to war with the three Harpies.

Under the power of the spell, the little reason and wisdom of the paladin were completely burned out, and at this time, even one person pointed to a stone and said, "That's heresy." I'm afraid that this crazy holy warrior will also rush up and slash indiscriminately.

Now that his enemy was shouting for a man who suddenly appeared as the master, the paladin who was left with only a piece of furious pulp in his mind didn't even think about it, and slashed directly at his invincible foe with a sword.

"All for the Lord of the Dawn"!

In the last roar of the sanity paladin, the punk's "kinetic explosion" blasted him to shredded meat.