Abonn stretched out his palm towards Ronald, his fingers spread out, as if he was holding something in the air. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"#¥%......" Yabonn whispered a series of incantations that made no sense at all, and an invisible force field suddenly spread out from his palm, enveloping Ronald's entire body like an invisible net.

Ronald couldn't move on all fours, and his entire body flew into the air and flew towards Yabonn. It wasn't until about half a meter in front of Yabern that Ronald's body hovered, his feet off the ground and fixed in mid-air.

"It seems that you really have enough things to interest us all, I am curious, what kind of existence is the otherworldly god behind you? Obviously, it is a sacrifice of gold coins, but you refuse to accept the gold coins, what are the laws of the otherworldly gods, or the rules of sacrifice?"

"Tell me, what are the rules of sacrifice, and what is the name of the otherworldly god behind you?" said Arbon, in a dark tone, with a magical power that could hypnotize others.

Seeing that his trick was discovered, Yabonn simply used magic to start investigating Ronald's secrets.

Ronald's eyes and Abonn looked at each other, the focus of his gaze suddenly spread, and his expression became numb, as if his consciousness had been suppressed.

"Rules of Sacrifice...... Looting Gold ...... Sacrifice ......" Ronald said slowly, opening his mouth and speaking in an ominous voice.

Yabonn frowned: "His will is very resistant, and he can even resist my magic." ”

The old man looked at Yabonn with some incredulity: "How is it possible, how can he, a silver-level swordsman, compete with legendary-level magic?"

"Of course he can't resist my magic, but his will instinctively resists the question I ask, which shows that this secret is important to him, and that he is absolutely unwilling to tell it...... Moreover, I don't just want to know the answer, if I break through his will to resist with all my might, I can indeed let him reveal the secrets in his heart, but after the magic is lifted, his mind will be scattered by magic, and even if he doesn't die, he will become a dementia!"

"This is not what I wanted......"

Yabonn shook his head, a little helpless: "Now, tell me, what is his god name!"

"......" Ronald's body was controlled in mid-air, his expression was dull and numb, his limbs suddenly twitched, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Yabonn looked at him like this, and once again increased the control of his magic power, and the magic power pierced into Ronald's eyebrows like an awl: "Tell me, his god name, his title, his honorific ...... What the hell is it!"

"Big ...... Big bandit......" Ronald said with his lips trembling slightly, opening his mouth and whispering.

Suddenly, two nosebleeds shot out of Ronald's nostrils, and the nosebleeds kept flowing down his mouth like a flood.

Yabonn sighed, "His will is unexpectedly strong against this question, are you sure you want to continue asking?"

The old man lowered his head, and a golden light shot out of his eyes: "Big bandit...... There's no need anymore, it's vague, but we've been sure that there's an otherworldly god behind him, isn't it?"

"Sacrifice...... God's Name...... Is there a god called the 'Great Bandit?'" the old man asked, looking at Abone in a strange tone.

"In the infinite dimensional space, who knows how many gods exist in these countless planes? Maybe in a certain plane, there are 'big bandits' as gods. ”

He said, however, that the rule of sacrifice was to plunder the gold, which would explain why he would not ask for our gold, for it was a gift and not a plunder. Raiding is the core of the sacrificial rule! In this case, it can also explain why the word 'big bandit' is included in the name of the god, maybe this is the existence of a robber of a certain plane who condenses the godhead and is promoted to a god. ”

Abonn and the old man looked at each other, rather speechless.

If it is really a bandit from another world who eventually becomes a god, this is really an 'inspirational' story.

Abonn walked towards the building, Ronald's body was suspended in mid-air and floated with him: "I'll help him stabilize the fragile spiritual consciousness first, whether he is a believer in the otherworldly god or not, our original plan can't be changed, that kind of thing must be in hand." ”

The old man stood outside and nodded, stretched out his hand to stroke the body of the void snake, and muttered to himself, "Old friend, it seems that those little ones can't let you use it as food...... But it's a good thing, maybe my wish will come true. ”

"I really envy you high-level magical beasts, you can have a lifespan of hundreds of years......

The void snake looked at the old man, then lowered the snake's head and began to rub against his body again, as if to comfort him.

In the room, Yabonn waved his fingers, and Ronald in mid-air lay on the ground smoothly, although the nosebleed was still flowing, it was not as raging as just now, but the clothes on his chest were still stained red with blood.

Abbone was expressionless, raised his right hand and placed the staff on Ronald's eyebrows, and a ball of blue light flickered from the staff, converging into a fist-sized size, and then slowly submerged along Ronald's eyebrows.

Ronald's spiritual sea of consciousness was forcibly broken by Abon's magic just now, so he had to confide out something, but Ronald's spiritual sea of consciousness was also traumatized because of this. If you ignore it, Ronald will inevitably have a splitting headache when he wakes up, and he will have to recuperate for at least a few months before he can get better on his own.

But now that Abonn has infiltrated it with his own spiritual power and guided Ronald's spirit to make a quick repair, this period of time can be shortened as much as possible.

With the strength and experience of the legendary archmage of Abonn, the Spiritual Consciousness Sea is like his back garden, and it is too easy to do this.

It didn't take long for the blood in Ronald's nostrils to stop completely, his expression returned to calm, and his breathing was steady.

The staff left Ronald's eyebrows, and Arbonn straightened out his robe, and with a slight wave of the staff, a chair in the corner of the room seemed to be manipulated by an invisible palm, silently sliding on the ground and stopping behind Arbon.

Pulling his robe and sitting down, Arbonn looked directly at Ronald as if he wanted to etch his appearance into his mind.

The room was extremely empty and dilapidated...... The corners of the walls are covered in dust and cobwebs, and the walls are faintly covered with the remains of some exquisite reliefs, but they have been mottled and broken by the passage of time.

Abone sat there, his eyes full of thoughts and memories, his expression suddenly gentle, suddenly excited, sometimes angry, until at last, he sat expressionlessly, looking at Ronald with strange eyes, and the depths of his eyes revealed a deep greed and jealousy......