The boss sighed, Helan was a deserter, he was sold by human traffickers at the age of five and stayed in the barracks for ten years in order to survive, until he met himself as a mercenary at the time.

Helan's class of troops is very crumbling, it is a light infantry as cannon fodder, the average light infantry can not survive three wars, and Helan can actually survive ten years in the cannon fodder class of light infantry, and he is alert and cautious to the point where all the grass and trees are soldiers, although Helan is young, he has long lost the sharpness and enterprising spirit of young people, but it is precisely because Helan doesn't want to do everything well, just wants to be bad, and prepares three retreats, five step plans, and ten plans to make the boss benefit a lot, if there is no Helan, The boss is afraid that he has already died countless times.

And the beautiful girl who quarreled with Helan is the complete opposite of Helan, arrogant, self-confident, middle two, and completely a brain-dead young man whose brain has been burned by knight novels and justice novels.

Noble aristocratic status, and a genius mage, he was already a fifth-level intermediate mage at a young age, and he was praised and praised by the teachers and classmates in the magic academy every day, and he almost forgot who he was.

At that time, the whole guild was laughed at and peeed, and many people looked at Midland sympathetically and pitifully, they knew the identity of this noble person, and naturally knew her strength, Midland's strength was not strong, and it could not be considered weak, but it was a great magic guide to face, even if it was a great magic guide who was struggling to survive, it was not a task that mercenary organizations outside the top ten of the mercenary rankings dared to take.

"Miss, your identity and strength, that, why don't I find you a few better tasks." The staff of the Mercenary Guild couldn't help but look at Midland.

"What, do you think I can't make it?"

"I'm sorry, I think so." The staff is very honest.

"I firmly believe that love and justice, light and kindness will be blessed by my side, and I will slaughter you even if it is a dragon for love and justice." Midland said righteous words, and the staff of the Mercenary Guild were not even in the mood to laugh at this moment.

Obviously, one of the people in front of him is a teenager who has been poisoned by knight novels and heroic novels, and he has to be harassed by many secondary and second young people every month, these people are all the same self-righteousness, a god is the first and the second is the second, it seems that as soon as he comes out of the mountain, he immediately drops the artifact, the magic pet, and the forbidden spell on himself. The little brother knelt when he saw it, the beauty fell when he saw it, the dragon was frightened when he saw it, and the wicked people immediately changed their ways when they saw it, in short, the world was born for themselves, Niu X was designed for himself, the whole world except for himself thought that everyone else was an idiot, a supporting role, he was the protagonist, and others were only worthy of eating farts behind them, and he was also very kind to give them hope, give them teaching, and let them cry with excitement and look forward to themselves at the same time, and this kind of person is not good, because the worldview of the two people is not the same at all.

Later, under various coincidences, Helan, the boss, and the two backbone elites of another mercenary group and Midland met, and the magic of fate made this group of characters with very different personalities unite together and start a plan to hunt the Great Wizard.

Less than a week after the heterogeneous team of this group met, the three parties could not trust each other at all, and their different purposes also made them quarrel constantly on the way to find it, just like the man in extremely heavy armor and another phantom killer really wanted to kill the Great Wizard, Midland wanted to make a name for himself, the boss had another purpose, and Helan was just trying to pick up the bargain.

Although the boss is conceited, he has lived with Helan for so long and has been assimilated by Helan for a long time, and his judgment of various situations is almost second only to Helan, the escape king. They came nominally to crusade against the Great Demon Guide this time, but in fact they came to pick up equipment and do other things, the Great Demon Guide Yu Wei is extremely powerful, only the top ten mercenary groups on the mercenary list dare to pick it up, and the top ten mercenary groups want to hunt and kill can only send the most elite troops to have a chance of victory, since they are elite, the equipment on their bodies will definitely not be bad, the price of any secret demon armor in the market can make an ordinary farmer eat and drink well for a lifetime, and good weapons can even easily buy a small manor.

Helan arrived here to make a fortune, and he was lucky that if the equipment he picked up along the way could be sold, it would be almost a lifetime of money to eat, drink and have fun.

Helan was picking up all the way, Midland was arrogant, and naturally disdained to pick up dead people's things, and the armored male and female killers seemed to have a comfortable connotation, and they had no opinions other than showing disdain for Helan. Although the boss has the same idea as Helan, he has another purpose, so he doesn't have the heart to pick up the magic equipment all over the ground.

What is the face, Helan, who has been fighting for survival since she was a child, has long abandoned everything she can throw away outside of life, and dignity will not be more expensive for Helan than maggots in the pile of dead people. It is because of this belief that Helan has survived to the present, even if he stays in a light infantry unit known as a cannon fodder battalion.

Now it is the limit, Helan's natural sharp nerves have made him smell the smell of crisis, and too many people have died along the way, whether it is known as the most elite heavy cavalry among the mercenaries - the Purple Heavy Cavalry Regiment, or the Black Blood Guard of the Assassin Alliance, or even the Holy Light Guardian of the Holy Knights, or even the magic guide soldiers who can only look up to at the beginning......

Along the way, the elite Helan in various places on the mainland have seen it once, but these once powerful characters are obediently lying on the ground and letting the crows peck.

Helan has been chilled countless times, any of the dead people are elite, and the taste of iron and domineering on every dead person has not disappeared, Helan can see that there are many people who are stronger than themselves and stronger than the boss, but they are all kneeling here, how long can they hold these two pieces of meat.

The timing is not right, Helan has not seen the dead bodies on the road for two days, it seems that after a strong onslaught, many forces have retracted their hands, they can no longer afford to lose, the discarded magic props can be remade, but the dead elite power cannot be resurrected.

Now, enough is enough, and the benefits will not be much more. Helan spent all his savings to buy the dimensional pocket already contains too many magic tools and enchanted props, these things can make him and the boss live happily for a lifetime, they don't need to take this risk anymore, the danger of the great magic guide is not to say that it is to play, if you get enough benefits, you should be content, Helan has seen too many people who don't know how to advance and retreat because of ** and go to destruction.

"This is not an implosion." The man in armor picked up a wolf skin and said something, and the argument between Midland and Helan was interrupted by this sentence.

"You know that, too." The armored man turned his eyes to the boss, who frowned, but didn't say a word.

"How is it possible, what other magic can make a beast shatter from the inside than implosion." Midland said unconvinced, the conclusion of the implosion operation was that she said it, and once it was overthrown, it would be a naked slap in the face.

"Which eye of your eye saw these wolves die because they were shattered from within." The armored man said predictively, but his hand did not leave the wolf's skin.

"You, you're messing around, I'm a magician, I naturally know that except for the implosion technique, other magic can't produce this kind of flesh and blood almost together into a paste-like effect."

"No, yes, if I'm not mistaken, this should be 'Resist the Aura.'" Since it has been seen through by the other party, there is no point in covering it up, the boss said the answer, and sure enough, the armored man secretly admired but remained silent in his eyes.

"Hah, resist the aura? Do you understand magic......"

"It's you who don't understand." The armored man interjected, and he pointed to the ground: "Judging from the traces, the range of these wolves' deaths is about ten meters around the center of the magician, and the nearest wolves are only expected to be two or three meters away from the great magician, do you think it is possible to use the implosion technique at this distance?" "Using an implosion at a distance of two or three meters will definitely hurt the user.

"Say, maybe that Grand Wizard has a great magic manipulation technique, and can use the implosion technique at a very close distance instead of taking damage." Midland is still defending itself.

The boss sighed and said helplessly: "You can see the traces clearly, these blood are all in one direction, extending in the direction away from the user. The explosion of the implosion technique was a 360-degree splatter of flesh and blood, and it was impossible for this kind of flesh flow to occur, and the wolf skin said it all. ”

The armored man shook the wolf skin, which was still intact, but there was a crack in the back.

"Keeping the 'aura of resistance' constant and then suppressing it is like compressing water continuously, and when it reaches the limit, the force that suddenly releases it is no less than the direct impact of a giant battering ram, and the force of a hundred tons can completely turn flesh and blood into a puddle of liquid." The boss sighed.

"This, this can't be, how can the 'aura of resistance' be constant."

"Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean you don't, I have a special ability, my eyes can see the memories of the dead." The Boss suddenly took out a black thorn serpent symbol from his arms, which is a sign that only the Death Interpreters of the Western Continent can have, and their most famous ability is to communicate souls, and even enslave beast souls. The powerful Necromancer can even harness the Dragon of Death.

"So, what about you?" Constant Resistance Aura is like making a half-exploded fireball suddenly stop exploding, and remain as if it hadn't fully exploded yet. Even the well-informed boss was horrified when he saw this memory. And the armored man actually saw the true face of magic, which had to make the boss jealous, the most terrible enemy is not the most powerful, the most ignorant enemy is the most terrifying, the armored man belongs to this list, fortunately, the armored man is not an enemy now.

"Everybody has secrets, don't they? Lord Death Explainer. ”

"It's expected, I can't see your depth clearly, but I also know that there is no one who relies on an elite like you who is so good at chasing and killing the Great Demon Guide."

The boss closed his eyes, he really wanted to leave now, the situation became more and more ungraspable.