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Yan Qi didn't come armed with the magic power he had studied the most on weekdays, but wore a silver strange armor that was half wrapped around his body.

That armor could even absorb a frontal blow from the powerful Demon Breaker Cannon.

If Su Junyan was still awake now, he would definitely find that the material of that silver armor was extremely similar to the ether.

After a year-long study of the fragment of the aether that Yan Qi took from Su Junyan's body, he finally made this semi-finished product, the Mithril Armament.

A more convenient and powerful killing machine that fits the human body perfectly.

Very strong.

However, when facing the power of the entire Central Royal City, it seems to be very weak.

Rumbling footsteps sounded in the dark night, and soon, two humanoid demonic power weapons more than three yards tall appeared in front of him.

"Yan Qi, remember me?" said the man in the lead of a silver demonic power arm.

Yan Qi still remembers this person.

Because that silver magic power weapon was completely modified by his hands.

The most suitable magic power core array, the most perfect material, can be called the best in the general-level magic power armament.

It is one of Yan Qi's proudest works.

However, Yan Qi hated the person who drove this body very much, and even made it the third greatest shame in his life to make this body for this person.

That's a waste character who doesn't know how to be armed with magic power at all, but likes to pretend to understand.

He's tarnishing the masterpiece.

"I like this magic power weapon you made so much that I plan to use it to kill you. The man laughed arrogantly.

Except for the fact that he doesn't understand the magic power armament at all, in the underground magic power armament world of the Central King City, he can indeed be called a good hand.

The Demonic Armed Killer who has accumulated the most kills, known as the Body Butcher.

Not only does he like to destroy other people's magical weapons, but he also likes to drag the driver out and carry out the final cruelty to the extreme.

"Is that thing on you, your latest work? The Butcher complimented, but laughed cruelly, "You know, the thing I hate the most is your ......"

One of his you words hasn't landed yet.

Yan Qi has already moved.

He turned into a silver streamer.

"Gather fire! damn it, set him on fire immediately!" The Butcher of the Body, when he noticed that Yan Qi had suddenly attacked, yelled in the combat channel with some annoyance, he hated it most than anyone interrupting him.

But......

"I can't lock it down...... Too...... It's too fast. His men said in horror.

"Rubbish!waste!" the Butcher of the Robot angrily tried to get Yan Qi himself.

However, he found that he couldn't lock this person at all.

Why......

Why.

Those three words were the last thing that came to his mind.

And then there was the explosion.

One of Yan Qi's proudest works was destroyed by his own hands.

A second.

The Butcher of the Mechage took the three demonic power weapons under his command and blasted them all.

"You don't know what magical power armament is. Yan Qi, who had returned to the same place, muttered to himself.

Good speed.

Everyone else was a little surprised.

But I was only surprised.

"It's game over, turn out for them. "After a fool's temptation, the others have basically assessed the strength of this Yan Qi.

It's not enough to turn things around.

Kill.

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"Don't react so much, dear Lord?" Winnington didn't seem to see Yars's murderous scene at all, and was still tearing at the sticky and fishy raw lamb chop in his hand.

Charles threw up even more.

It's just that while he vomited, he desperately covered his mouth, for fear that if he made too much noise, he would be easily cut into his throat by Yars like he killed that servant.

"You ......," Arles suddenly became very sluggish, and he stared at the ground for a long time before he raised his head, glanced at Winnington, and said, "What are you still sitting there for?"

"I haven't finished eating yet, Sir. Wen Nington raised the raw lamb chops in his hand and smiled and gestured.

"Do you think ......" Yars, wiping his mouth with his bloodied hand, letting the rich smell of blood continue to soak into his mouth, "did you hurt me?"

"No, no, I never wanted to hurt you, Lord Speaker, and as you can see, I'm here to defend you. Wennington swallowed the last bit of raw lamb chops, wiped his hands with a silk napkin beside him, and said, "You think you've been hurt greatly?"

"Haha......" Ars suddenly laughed, he looked at Winnington, and said, "Winnington, you little, I swear, I will let you know what will happen if you try to challenge me......"

He showed his old but sharp teeth again, and lay down in his chair, his eyes a little blank as he continued, "Resfeld, tonight...... Let's get rid of it. ”

"Oh!" Winnington exclaimed, exaggeratedly, "do you think I'm going to tremble with fear?, or do you kneel on the ground and beg your pardon for the offense I just had, or do I just stand up and try to kill you?"

"Oh my God, my lord, you are such a lovely man, I have never felt that way before, oh, yes, dear Lord Bordeaux, may you have a nice glass of Merlin? ”

The conscientious old butler listened to Winnington's request, and naturally planned to bring him a glass of Merlin.

"Rest assured, we've got it all. ”

"Bordeaux...... Are you crazy? You old dog! Don't you understand? This damn rabbit kid killed my dear grandson, my dearest grandson, and you're going to pour him wine? Are you really old foolish? Or are you going to kill you now, like this poor child?" Ars finally let out a loud roar, and he stood up and yelled at his trusting old butler.

"Yes, my dear master. The old butler did not show any gaffe in the face of his furious master, but bowed deeply and apologized as usual, "But, Lord Winnington said that he wanted a glass of red wine, and I suppose he was very thirsty. ”

I guess he's thirsty.

This sentence completely crushed Yars, and he looked at this old friend, this old dog, with an old look.

He didn't understand.

He slumped into his chair.

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The first update, eating, (to be continued.) )