"You have a lot of dooms in your life, you know?"

The man who spoke was the brown-haired man standing on the high platform in front of the spirit stone, and he stretched out his right hand to the scrawny boy below, wanting him to come up and feel the sacred stone that was revered as a source of strength in the town of Kharke, as if to cure him of the disease that the priest had judged to be terminally ill. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Yayi, let's go back!"

"We've managed to lure the whole town away, are we willing to give it up like this? Do you know how strict the Praetorian Guards guard this stone on a regular basis? If it weren't for the fact that we could get out of this hellish place, we would risk our lives to do so?"

"We're so selfish to do this, do we have to sacrifice others in order to survive? I can't do it......"

"Aven, you're so naïve!"

The yellow-haired thin boy Ai Wen's body stiffened for a moment, and the hand that was originally holding the cane suddenly fell into the air, and the whole person was tilted like a statue, and he was stunned for a while without reacting, but he had no time to control his body that was entangled in evil diseases.

Yayi, a blue-eyebrow man who was still hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, supported him in time, and his eyes were full of disappointment.

At this moment, a red dotted light curtain suddenly appeared in front of them.

Immediately, six people landed steadily on this barren land full of yellow sand when the glare disappeared. The arrogant red-haired prince Vasno, who took the lead, stepped forward and asked in a very threatening tone, "Is this the town of Kharke?"

Yayi was protected by the frightened Ai Wen behind him, and asked angrily, "Who are you?"

"You don't have the right to know my name! you just need to know that whatever happens next, you must keep your mouth clean and cooperate with our actions. Otherwise, don't blame us for being ruthless. ”

Vasno's gaze swept over Yayi, and landed on the flame-shaped spirit stone behind him, and a thought suddenly arose in his heart, how could he not know the importance of that stone.

This is undoubtedly a rare piece of good fat for Vasno, who has always pursued great power.

The Dark Mage Bisara whispered in his ear, "Great Prince, we are here to complete the trial mission, please bear with me for the time being. I've asked Dara and Guzo to gather all the civilians in the town of Kharke, and we'll move on to the next step later. ”

"Stand down, I want to play with these two frightened birds for a while. ”

"Yes!" Bisharobi stepped back respectfully.

Seeing the shadow sorcerer Dara wrapped in black and the muscular heretic orc Gu Zuo rushing towards the street that stretched east of Karke to the dense forest, Yayi was still staring at Vasno, who was pressing towards him step by step, and his Adam's apple involuntarily squirmed several times.

He sensed a hint of darkness from Bishara and Bick, who had started to draw circles around him, and he was completely panicked, pointing to Vasno's nose and asking, "What do you want to do?"

"We're here to solve your problems. Bren, the sharpshooter with two long hot guns on his back, replied lightly, but he was struck in the shoulder by a small piece of gravel in an instant, leaving him numb and plunged into a kind of almost morbid stiffness.

"Yo! I look weak, but I didn't expect there to be two brushes. Vasno glared at Aven, who was hiding behind Yayi, ignoring the extent of Bren's injuries as he let his guard down even with a sick child.

"Don't come here, I don't know what you're going to do, but I'm not going to let you mess around. This is a well-known town of death, people from the outside can come in, but people from the inside can't go out......" Yayi put his right hand into the sack of the linen coat that was not very well handmade, and stepped on the gray cloth boots that were about to wear out holes in the upper of his shoes and subconsciously moved a few steps.

"Death Town?!Unfortunately, it's death for you, but it's a big turnaround for me. I can't think of a better place to rule. Vasno smiled contemptuously, completely ignoring them. "You can't go out, that's your business. ”

"Your goal is the Spirit Stone?" said Evan as he poked out his little head and looked at Vasno with his bloodshot pupils.

"No, we are targeting everyone in the town of Kharke. Vasno laughed demonically.

"I remember you...... You are the prince of Vasno!" Halfway through his words, Evan couldn't help coughing several times, "I had a dream the other day in which an old man told me that if I met a red-haired prince named Vasno, I would advise him to leave the town of Kharke......"

"What a joke! A kid who is dying makes up a story to fool me? Are you not afraid that I will kill you immediately?"

A strong sense of shame took root in the depths of Vasno's heart in the form of vines, quickly occupying his entire atrium, and then using all his strength to entangle his anger to the limit.

"I'm already dying, so why bother you to do it yourself!" Al was scared and scared, and he wouldn't even have this bit of support.

"Then do you know what it means to live rather than die?" Vasno ignited two scorching waves of sparks from his hands.

"What are you going to do?" Yayi immediately pulled Ewen back to the point where there was no way back, because behind him was a huge spirit stone, blocking their way. Looking around, Bishara and Bick unfolded a translucent black semicircular barrier in time to isolate Vasno's magic fluctuations, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

"You want me to get out of here? Don't look at what you are. Vasno raised his demon-like arm, but with a flick of his finger, the wind that pulsed on his fingertips turned into wind blades like bullets, hitting Aven's thin right wrist with unmistakable accuracy.

"Ahhhh

"Aiwen!" Yayi hurriedly ripped off his sleeve and used it as gauze to press down on Aiwen's blood-gushing wrist, so frightened that his soul flew away.

"That's what makes me angry!, but even the untouchables dare to advise me......"

Before Vasno could finish speaking, the surface of the Zhenling Stone standing in the center of the town of Karke flowed brightly, radiating a strange red light like needle and thread, like blood-colored glass.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Bishara immediately recited the dark incantation: "O Dark Alliance, use my blood as a contract, and use your powerful will control to control the designated targets in the enchantment. Dark Bondage!"

"Failed?" Vic, who was also a dark mage, looked at the increasingly hot spirit stone in surprise, very puzzled.

Vasno suddenly found that someone had tied a blinding red line of magic to his right wrist, connecting him to the timid Evan behind Yayi. No matter how he pulls this uncertain red ** line, there is no way to untie it.

Looking at the source of this blood-colored magic line, I didn't expect it to be extracted from the wound on Aiwen's wrist.

Is this ?vascular!?