After a short period of confusion, Su Wen quickly came back to his senses and roughly understood what the strange situation in front of him was all about.

Since it is impossible to find any relevant information in the market, before today, Su Wen's understanding of Nicholas, a sect of soul mages, basically came from a brief half-day contact with Nicholas himself when he was in Tridis. And he had to admit that the old man who was pressed to the ground by Donald and beaten the most, the most shocking thing about himself was the silent slaughter carried out in the underground passage.

The carnage was clearly a soul attack - the alien creatures who died in the underground pits were as peaceful as if they were asleep. It was as if Nikolai had just given birth to a thought, and these originally vivid and trembling lives had become broken sacks and fell sideways......

This is exactly what the world knows about one of the most feared abilities of necromancers and death mages, soul impact spells.

Su Wen knew that each Necromancy faction would learn all kinds of black magic that was spurned by the world, such as bone alchemy, corpse puppetry, blood witchcraft, dark summoning, and many other evil things that made people shudder when they heard it, but each sect would choose a number of specializations among them and bury them as hole cards. So, judging from the milking force that Auguston used when he scolded himself, the current necromancer named Maltalia is probably killing people in the invisible soul impact.

Isn't this a clear death, what is it not good to play, but to play mental attack, the active defense system of the pit daddy system has not been turned off yet, and a little soul demon master has pressed himself OK. According to Su Wen's estimate, even if Nikolai comes in person, he may not be able to take advantage of anything.

Since this is the case, Su Wen has disappeared even the last of his worries. Standing in the shield generator, he was illuminated by a light white light, forming a high-level contrast with the old and ugly in front of him. Playing with the MT36-style miniature fusion grenade in his hand, he looked at Auguston, who was still struggling to support the spatial shield, as if he was afraid that he would continue to fight back, and smiled kindly.

"Senior brother, has you calmed down now?"

Auguston's large, obscene face was filled with the unwillingness peculiar to a defeated dog, and since he couldn't free his hand, he had to lick a few traces of blood from the corners of his mouth with his tongue, and at the same time let out a dull cold snort.

That's it, he looked at Su Wen and said in a deep voice: "You go, there is no room for you here." ”

"Well, if Mentor Nikolai had said this to me personally, I would have considered it, but what you said doesn't count. Su Wen said, leisurely put away the nuclear weapon in his hand, and walked leisurely to the spatial shield held up by Auguston, and looked at him as if he was through several mirrors.

He spread his hands.

"You see, I'm empty-handed right now, so there's no need for Senior Brother to continue to use the spatial shield to guard against me. It must be tiring to maintain this position, so let's be honest with each other. ”

“......”

Auguston didn't speak, but he still slowly put away his hands to interpret the law, and the space in front of Su Wen's eyes twisted for a moment like milk and coffee being stirred, and then returned to its original state.

Auguston, who had put away the spell, seemed to be much older, and he took half a step back in despair, raising his hand to the outside of the main hall.

"You don't need to say anything to me, I'll take you away. ”

Nero, the soul old man on the side, also had a complicated expression, but he didn't say anything, obviously acquiescing to Auguston's attitude.

This kind of hostility was not surprising to Su Wen, whoever was urinated on his own territory like this would be half angry, especially when he was mercilessly slapped in the face in the area where he was most proud. It doesn't matter what the process is, but are you here to be a disciple or a grandmaster?

Su Wen definitely didn't plan to be a disciple, in fact, he didn't plan to be anyone's disciple now, but there was nothing less to learn. And he also clearly understands that the purpose of this meeting has been achieved, and it is only too much to continue to pretend, especially for the soul old man Nero, it is enough to do this.

As for the anger that was stirred up in the hearts of the two, some of them would be transformed into something else in the future.

Like awe or something......

Therefore, Su Wen smiled and nodded.

"No problem, I'm really running out of time, it's almost two o'clock. Su Wen smiled, made a "please" gesture to Nicholas, let the latter lead the way in front, and then turned his head and bowed to the old man Nero, who still had a complicated expression.

"Junior, I'm leaving, as for the things you need, I'll try my best to find them when I get back, maybe I'll be able to remember the number less. I'll be back tomorrow night, and we'll talk about that in more detail. ”

Hearing this, the soul old man Nero just nodded, his expression was still a little complicated, but the cloudy old eyes gradually became a little brighter. Of course, along with him, Auguston, who was walking in front, trembled suddenly, turned his head and glared at Su Wen angrily, but in the end he still didn't say anything like "you bastard still want to come back".

......

On the way out of the main hall, they were speechless until the two of them returned to St. Peter's library through teleportation, and when they saw the Hellhound who was still cowering in the corner with fright, Auguston's tight mouth did not spit out another word.

Su Wen looked back with great interest on the mess in this closed hall that had been destroyed by himself not long ago. He soon saw the shredded flesh and stumps on the ground, the fleshy golems that Auguston had used to tease him and then destroyed, none of which were now intact.

Something suddenly occurred to him.

"Brother Auguston, speaking of which, I've heard that many necromancers like to craft beautiful corpse golems of the opposite sex for their own enjoyment, is this true, or is it just a rumor?"

“......”

Auguston ignored him, only his face became more ugly.

Su Wen didn't seem to care, and after a while, he continued to ask to himself: "Judging from the attire of these corpse puppets, Senior Brother Auguston obviously has a lot of experience in the field of women's clothing matching, and it is even no less than most real women. ”

“......”

Auguston still did not speak, but his face turned the color of pig liver.

Su Wen said again: "When I came in just now, the doorman outside told me that this was Miss Kenny's private domain, and there was a lot of admiration in his expression, presumably when I was outside the academy, senior brother, you ......."

"Enough!"

When did Auguston receive such insults, and finally broke out again, Qingjian glared at Su Wen exposed: "Su Wen Alaye, I admit that I can't help you, you won, but don't think that you can do whatever you want with a little ability." I don't know where you came from, but when Mentor Nikolai returns, I will tell him how you have behaved today, and it will be up to him to decide what to do with you when the time comes!"

"yes, when will he be back?"

“...... I don't know. ”

"That means I can do whatever I want until he comes back, right? ”

"Dream! unless you step on my corpse!"

"Hahaha! Just kidding, come, Senior Brother Auguston, take this, this is a meeting gift for the younger brother, please bear with me if I am offended today. Su Wen laughed, took out a heavy reddish-brown suitcase, and handed it to Auguston, who was furious.

The latter was a spirit at that time, and he reflexively seemed to take a few steps back, staring vigilantly at the box in Su Wen's hand.

"Don't worry, there's no danger this time, these are good things. ”

In order to dispel the other party's concerns, Su Wen even called the boxes that looked to be dozens of pounds, only to see that there were neatly stacked rows of bright red jars, the size of which was just the right size, and the gaps in the jars were filled with a large amount of ice, and a refreshing coolness was emerging at this time.

He immediately took out a jar, unfastened the top of the loop, poured it into his mouth and drank it down, then burped.

128 cans of aviation Coke, in a fully sealed shock-resistant packaging, can be drunk by the soldiers of a company to boost morale in a difficult combat environment, proper military tactical materials, is this taste is more refreshing. It's a pity that Su Wen only discovered that there were so many peripheral products in the so-called military industrial system of the pit dad system not long ago, otherwise he would have drunk it a long time ago.

As for giving them to Auguston, I always have to give a sweet date to eat after a few sticks, so as not to be completely speechless when we meet next time, that is not the result that Su Wen wants.

He is still quite confident in this "big gift" that is not worth a few dollars.

After leaving this box of good treasures, Su Wen stopped staying, waved goodbye to Auguston, and soon left this oppressive hall full of death.

And the first thing Su Wen did after leaving was to summon the system that had been silent for a long time.

"Pit dad system, if my guess is correct, this so-called treasure of the Lionheart King is the first stop you said before, right?"