"Kill this monster!"

As soon as Psius walked out of the tavern gate, he saw a group of men with iron forks and scythes frantically rushing towards Sertrea standing on the side of the road, as a centaur clan known for fighting, Sertrea naturally did not fear the attacks of these people, the horse's hooves rubbed slightly on the ground, she raised her hand and ran out. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Even the female centaur is half the body taller than the adult human, and Sertrea is a giant in the crowd, and with the fine silver armor she wears, the Muggle weapons of the Grey Eagle Territory do no damage to Sertrea at all, on the contrary, every time the she-centaur wields her battle axe, one of them will die from the half.

Don't look at Sertreya's slender arms, but she wields a battle axe with extraordinary power, and there is hardly anyone who can not be cut in half by her axe.

"She's a blood-sucking monster! Kill her and we'll be safe!"

Someone in the crowd was constantly shouting the false truth, and the residents of the Gray Eagle Territory who were bewitched by these people's words were even more afraid of death and used their bodies to meet Celtres's death axe.

Under the blood and restlessness, more and more residents were rushing to this side, among them were old men, women, children and young people, all of them running from a distance with sharp weapons in their hands, and Psius couldn't help frowning when he saw this.

In terms of combat effectiveness alone, these people are probably not Sertreya's opponents, if they continue to charge in this senseless way, there must only be death, Pusius did not come to the Gray Eagle territory to kill, thinking of this, he squeezed towards the center of the crowd, and no one noticed the child's strange behavior.

I saw Psius gently rubbing the Rong Ring on his hand, and blue electric sparks appeared from the Rong Ring from time to time, and as he chanted the incantation in his mouth, the ground around him began to light up with blue light.

"Kilovolt electromagnetic light. ”

"Zizi Zizi !!"

No one noticed the situation under their feet, and all the electromagnetic sparks in the four-meter area around Psius exploded like a blue snake dancing wildly, and all the Muggles in the electromagnetic sparks were stopped in place by electricity, and their bodies were foaming at the mouth with convulsions, and with the automatic cessation of the thousand-volt electromagnetic light after five seconds, their bodies were already scorched black by electricity, and they fell to the ground and lost their vitality.

The witchcraft of Psius was used to kill more than twenty people in at least an instant, and it was the terrifying power of the thousand-volt electromagnetic light that made everyone stop their movements and look at Psius standing in the center of the charred corpse with a panicked expression.

He was the only one who survived.

"It's all gone, and those who want to die can continue to stay here. Psius looked at the Muggles around him and said lightly.

"It's a wizard...... someone in the crowd shouted, and immediately those people dispersed quickly, as if they had forgotten what they were coming for.

"Are you hurt?" asked Psius when he walked up to Sertrea, only to see that the she-horse's armor was stained with blood, and the battle axe in his hand was also bleeding, and at least dozens of people had died at Sertrea's hands just now.

"I'm fine, Psius. Sertrea fell to her knees so that she was only half a head taller than Psius, so that Psyus would not have to talk to her with his head up.

"What was going on just now, why did I just leave for a while and become like this. ”

In the package that the leather rhinoceros was carrying, the one-armed elf Duru crawled out of it, and he flew to the shoulder of Psius and said, "A few Muggles came to say that Sertrea was a blood-sucking monster that had killed many people, and then a group of Muggles came to kill Sertrea." ”

"It's a blood-sucking monster again. Psius couldn't help muttering, today is Friday, according to the tavern owner, tomorrow Saturday night someone will be caught by the vampire monster to suck the blood in the body, no one can avoid it.

"Forget it, let's just get out of here. Unable to figure out what the monster was, Psius rolled over and sat on the back of the leather rhinoceros to leave the Greyhawk territory.

"Wait a minute!" a trembling voice came from behind, and Psius looked back to see a middle-aged Muggle with a wig shaking his palm at him, with a cross sword pinned to his waist and two wicker whiskers at the corners of his mouth, which looked like a Muggle of status from the way he was dressed.

"Your Excellency, please wait a minute. ”

Seeing this man standing in front of the leather rhinoceros, Psius was puzzled, "What's wrong?"

"Your Excellency Wizard, I am Paul, the sheriff of the Greyhawk Realm, who was appointed by Count Chorbonne, and on behalf of Count Chorbonne, I invite you to his castle to make a deal. ”

"Deal?" Psius was a little disgusted, for wizards, the most important things are only precious materials and gold gart, the former can be used for witchcraft experiments, the latter can be purchased for the former, other than that, there is really nothing that wizards value.

"Yes, the deal. Paul nodded and looked very humble, he must have come from all the way, his head and cheeks were full of beads of sweat, presumably the brawl scene that had just happened here had reached the ears of the administrator of the Gray Eagle Territory.

"What is the fortune of Count Jobonne?" asked Psius.

"Huh?"

"I'm only doing business with gold gatcoins, you should want to ask me to catch that blood-sucking monster, I can accept this commission, but I need enough gold gart as a reward, are you sure that Count Jobonne will pay me the amount I need?"

"Your Excellency Wizard, please rest assured that the Grey Eagle Territory is a well-known and rich region in the Kingdom of Maran, and as long as you can solve the problem of Count Jobonne, he will definitely give you a satisfactory reward. Paul said confidently.

"Okay, then take me to meet the Earl. ”

Paul never looked at the corpses lying on the ground beside him, as if the death of these people had nothing to do with him, as cheap as ants, and there was always a consensus in the aristocratic circles that you should never offend a wizard, even if they killed your people, you should entertain them with the most honorable manners. Those who were able to do this survived intact, and those nobles who did not take wizards seriously usually did not survive to the sun rising the next day, and no one could resist the revenge of wizards, only aliens and their own kind.

Among humans, wizards are definitely at the top of the pyramid.

Led by Paul, Psius sat down with the Leather Rhino and Sertrea slowly towards the center of the Greyhawk Territory.