The old man was dumbfounded, his hands behind his back trembled, and his fingers were stirring together as if they were pulling hard: "What kind of fighting spirit does this guy cultivate? Why is it so strange?"

Arbonn looked at Ronald with the same curiosity, but because he was a magician, his heart was not as shocked as the old man. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The magician's curiosity quickly swelled.

"Where did you get that guy? I told you to find a trustworthy gold tier, how did you find such a weird silver tier here?" Yabonn stuck his head out, his eyes almost on Ronald's body and looked at it carefully.

"Bah, this is a poor country, where can I find you a gold level with a clean background? This guy was discovered by accident, I originally thought it was quite pleasing to the eye, but I didn't expect to let me see something amazing. The old man stood there shaking his head and said with a smug expression.

"Something terrible?" Yabonn looked at him with some curiosity, although this old man is always unreliable, but to be able to live to their age, to be able to make them say 'unbelievable' is a very 'unbelievable' thing in itself.

The old man looked at Arbon's curious look, and his expression became more and more proud, and he stood there chuckling but refused to say anything.

Seeing him like this, Yabonn frowned slightly, raised his left hand, and stretched his index finger towards the old man. I didn't see any secret movements on his fingers, and a white electric light suddenly flashed on his fingertips, like a docile little snake wrapped around his fingers, sizzling.

"It's useless to threaten, I'm not afraid of you. The old man looked at the flashing TV on his fingertips, and his expression was leisurely.

Yabonn smiled slightly, turned his finger direction, and pointed towards Ronald: "My fifth-level thunder system-thunder spear, although it can't hurt you, it's not difficult to kill this young man." ”

The old man coughed lightly, looking slightly embarrassed: "Okay...... I'm scared of you. Others think that you magicians are shrewd and wise, but they don't know that you are all stingy and deceitful temperaments in your bones. ”

"Sacrifice!" the old man's expression suddenly became serious, and he looked at Ronald, who was still immersed in the shelf, and said, "I saw with my own eyes that he made some mysterious sacrifice of some plundered gold coins, and then exchanged for his current strength. ”

Abon's fingers trembled, and a thin white line of lightning shot out from his fingers, directly knocking a fist-sized rock on the ground into powder.

"Sacrifice, are you sure you're right?" Abone took a deep breath, the electric light on his fingers quietly dissipating.

"I'm old, but I'm not blind yet. The old man said confidently.

Yabonn seemed to think of something, tilted his head slightly, and looked at the dark night sky overhead: "Legend has it that in the Dark Ages more than 4,000 years ago, there were a group of heretics on the continent, who believed in the evil gods of the other world, and advocated sacrificing the lives of living people and even their souls, and then exchanged for the rewards of the evil gods. ”

"However, these heretics were completely wiped out by the Holy See of Light less than two hundred years after their arose, and for so many years I have never heard of a heretic who knew how to sacrifice. ”

The old man sneered when he heard this: "You are still so timid, just say it directly, the dark age four thousand years ago happened to be the era of the creation and rise of the Holy See of Light. Under the circumstances of the time, wasn't the Holy See one of those religions that believed in otherworldly evil gods?"

"God of Light...... Legend has it that the supreme god who resides in the heavenly light mountain......"

"In the pre-Dark Ages of magic, there had never been a written record of gods in this world. ”

Yabonn sighed and said helplessly: "All the power of magicians comes from the knowledge passed down from their predecessors, so it is inevitable that they will know more than ordinary people, which is why the Holy See of Light has been secretly suppressing magicians for thousands of years. Because of their rather unclean history, only we magicians can dig out a few words from those rotting books in this day and age. ”

"Yabon, you have read the forbidden books for so many years, do you know that there was an otherworldly evil god in the Dark Ages who used gold coins as a sacrifice?" The old man scratched his forehead and asked with some distress: "Although I know a lot, these hidden histories are still the most inherited by your magicians. ”

"I've heard of otherworldly gods who sacrifice their souls, otherworldly gods who sacrifice flesh and blood, otherworldly gods who sacrifice energy, and otherworldly gods like the god of light, who sacrifice simply piety...... But the gold coins are sacrificed ......"

Abon's expression was rather strange: "The otherworldly gods who can accept the sacrifices of believers are even the weakest beings...... That's God, too, and do they care about money?"

The old man and Yabonn both looked at Ronald on the shelf at the same time, their eyes full of curiosity and scrutiny.

"The supreme god, even if it is a god from another world, any little power projected onto our plane is an incomparably powerful existence...... How could such a good thing come across him?" said in a low voice in Yabon's tone, full of envy.

"Why don't you kneel down and kowtow to him a few times?" Maybe the god of the other world, after feeling your 'pious' faith, will directly project his power across the plane and give you an unimaginable reward?" said the old man as he looked at Abonn with a smirk.

"Legendary magician, the gods of the other world can't be too stingy, right? Maybe they will grant you eternal life! The old man put his hands behind his back, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked.

In the depths of Yabon's eyes, there seemed to be an infinite ocean flowing, and the infinite waves stirred and fell: "If you can really give me eternal life, what do I kneel down and kowtow to him?" I am a magician, and knowledge is my eternal pursuit, but only a long life can allow me to learn more knowledge...... If there really is a god who can give me eternal life, I really don't mind kneeling for him. ”

"Shameless! Shame on the magician!"

The old man looked at Yabon, who was righteous, and immediately pouted.

"Hmph, you said you don't want to live forever, so what are you bringing him here for?" Yabonn was not angry, but asked with a cold snort.

The old man looked at Ronald and smiled slightly, with a hint of indescribable ambiguity in his eyes: "Seeing him reminds me of myself back then." ”

Abonn was stunned for a moment, then remembered something, and pointed at Ronald in surprise and said, "This young man...... Could he be ......?"

"That's right, he's a bandit. The old man nodded, and the smile on his lips grew thicker and thicker.

Ya Boon looked at the old man's ambiguous expression, took a deep breath, and almost spit out a mouthful of blood: "Weren't you a paladin of the Holy See back then......? Shame on the Holy See of Light!"

"Those madmen who deserve to be in the Inquisition have secretly wanted you for more than a hundred years, and a guy like you should be burned alive at the stake, so that your filthy soul can be completely purified!"