Leto looked wordlessly at the boy in front of him who was clutching her armor. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Disaster is coming. But I feel that in my heart, I am extremely at ease at this time.

It's been a long time since I've seen him so flustered, anxious eyes, dripping sweat, and never-ending footsteps.

The rough voice of the sheep made Leto who was hiding in the circle hear it clearly.

Then, at a loss, she was taken up and run by the teenager who rushed out.

In his anxious heart, at that moment, Leto had a hint of happiness. Because, the flesh-and-blood him, is back.

Gradually, the figures of the crowd gradually disappeared at the exit of the underground cave.

Therefore, in a hurry they did not hear clearly behind their backs, so that the sheep murmured,

"Young man with a night meteor, God, take a good look at you. ”

......

The Shadow Mantis's scythe, the natural staff of spellcasting, while not as good as those top-notch materials, is better because it requires less effort to process - it costs nothing.

The manufacture of a wand is simple to say, but not simple to say is not simple.

Draw a complete pattern suitable for the caster, solidify the mercury with a spirit similar to the material, and then pour it evenly along the circular path dug with a dagger. Immediately after that, the entire staff was written into different French equations according to the caster's own wishes, and a few fragments of the mage's soul were crushed.

A fragrant staff was freshly baked.

For the old man who was also a high-end quartermaster adviser before the destruction of Elpis, Igusi. Making a nice staff out of hard materials with no disgusting limitations is a very easy task.

But

"It's hard for me to be this old bone. Igusi grumbled dissatisfied.

In the endless Gobi, a group of people are running desperately. And Igusi, who is at the back of the line, is undoubtedly the most eye-catching.

There are quite a few people who can depict a magic circle, but there are really few people who can depict a staff while sprinting.

Constantly running, jumping, and having to devote energy to complete the staff in hand, for a high-end job, distraction is a big no-no.。。

And the most difficult of all is ,—— TM is more than just a staff.

The old man who ran forward held a scythe two heads taller than him in his left and right hands, and used the rudimentary tools on both sides to shoot the bow left and right, but he was not tired of it.

"Hahaha, I've really regained a little bit of my youthful style. The old man laughed heartily.

"But that's youth!" Cleo, who was not far away, let out his sigh when he heard the old man's words, and in the darkness of the world, the direction of his eyes was exactly the figure of Kerr and Leto. "I don't know if my girl likes it...... , that stinky boy, is it a blessing or a curse. ”

“...... I won't spit out the slots in these words first. When did you know that Leto was your daughter?" said Igusi, with a look of surprise on his face.

"I'm not stupid. No matter how you look at the magic patterns on the armor, they are all healing, and they are also enchanted with the whole body, how can a father not even know what his daughter's illness needs. ”

Clio looked up calmly,

"It's just that I'm willing to be the fool who doesn't know anything. If the eagle doesn't fly, how can it fight in the sky. ”

The old man was about to speak, but suddenly he seemed to think of something, and he was stunned for a moment. Then his eyes overflowed with sadness.

"I thought the same way, but my grandson, he never came back. ...... Fortunately, in the end, his soul forgave me. ”

Igusi remembered the moment when the black-haired boy with purple fire in his eyes burned like purple fire when he first met him.

"Our boss has a lot of secrets. ”

Igusi suddenly asked a question that seemed unrelated to the present.

"Have you signed the contract of sale?"

"Nonsense. ”

......

In the gloomy world, because of the departure of the light, the world that was originally bleak under the light became gorgeous and colorful.

Under the dark sky is a different world.

It's like a clear dividing line. The yellow-green light is clearly divided here, forming a conspicuous dividing line.

Intuition and demonic credibility were such that he never doubted what the sheep were saying. and the sheep have no reason to deceive him. Moreover, he could feel a deep and shuddering longing in that huge soul.

And here, Kerr will reveal his final hole cards.

Here, it is the junction of the barren grass and the Great Gobi. At the same time, there is also a biota that makes people smell and change - man-eating grass.

In this way, Kerr led everyone to a high slope that seemed ordinary, but was actually full of murderous intentions,...... (╯3╰).

......

Necromancer, this infamous identity has a very practical name.

This profession belongs exclusively to human beings, and is called the "children of war" by various races who have deeply experienced the war.

This human patent, built on countless corpses, is paved with countless blood.

It is the cheapest to build on the dead corpses of companions, requiring only the blood-red hope of local materials. What flowed over it were tears and determination.

Today, it will regain its light and the glory of humanity's struggle with the world.

......

Accompanied by obscure runes, Kerr softly chanted what he had learned.

Maybe he'll summon the Wind Blade, maybe he'll call the Ice Pick, maybe he'll respond to the earth, or maybe he'll be a magician.

Perhaps in order to survive, he studied too much and was not as pure as his teacher.

But, after all, he is the spokesman of the spirit, the cross of the living, and the purveyor of death.

In despair, urged by the mysterious night meteor, his fear is more acute than anyone else's, his efforts are crazier than anyone else's, and his progress is more exaggerated than anyone else's.

In this way, his despair will bring strength.

This power will also bring hope.

It is still a green mud swamp about 20 meters long and wide, but the appearance is turned upside down.

The strange vibration was accompanied by the pale lips trembling, and Kerr's soul reached a harmonious unity with the nature around him at this moment.

In the most basic unit of the world, there are constantly demonic spirits that produce unknown changes, gradually converging to form a complex force field.

Here, at this very moment, hundreds of dead spirits continued to climb out from below to pay homage to their king.

Strange. Gathering all kinds of undead who did not even belong to a single species, roaring with their long-lost vocal cords, like mortally wounded warriors, lying on the barren land, venting their resentment against the living.

It's like a wilderness museum, with the remains of all the careless and almost all of the prey except the apex predators, and almost every creature in the vicinity can be seen here.

And now, they will form an army that is hated by all living beings, and will devour all life.

"My army. ”

The tattered robes and long black hair fluttered in the wind.

"Fight for me. ”

The dull sound echoed in the wind for a long time, and like a heavy hammer, it struck in the hearts of everyone.

In the eyes of everyone, under the constantly surging gray clouds, hundreds of immortals lined with the dim light of heaven and earth, like fanatics who destroyed the world, marched into the distance.

"That's an exaggeration, isn't it! ”

I don't know who it is, I said in disbelief in private.