The Grand Karcist is equivalent to the head of a faction in Huaxia.

What surprised everyone was not the identity of the man in white, but the identity of the man in black. Even the apprentice is a Grand Karist, how strong will the master be.

The man in white was very satisfied with everyone's amazed eyes, and said with a smile in his voice: "Warlock is just a very ordinary profession, we are just one step ahead, I believe that you will be stronger than us in the future." This old man, there is a skill in the curse technique called [Pain Extension], I don't know if you know. ”

The Warlock player's eyes lit up and he said in amazement: "Of course you know, this is an epic passive skill that can extend the time of all cursed spells by one-third, which is very, very rare. ”

The man in white nodded, turned around slightly, took out a thin small book from the camel coat behind him, and slowly lifted it.

"Pain extended?" The warlock player's excited voice was hoarse, and he took a step forward suddenly, his hands clenched tightly, and a faint black light emanated from his body, and a cold feeling emanated.

"Do you want to be an enemy of an archcarcascist? No, it should be, two. The man in white was not shocked, even the white robe did not move, and his tone was very calm.

Warlock players are just excited, the skill of [Pain Extension], which is equivalent to Huaxia's third-order hidden martial arts, is unattainable. But he's not a fool, not to mention that he can't beat a Grand Karcist at all, and even if he can beat it, there is another one that is even more powerful, and there are so many players eyeing him.

"It's me who is so excited, I'm sorry." The Warlock player tried his best to be as sincere as possible, and said, "The predecessor took out this skill book, it was definitely not to play tricks on me, how can I get it?" ”

This player's brain is spinning very quickly, and for NPCs, it must be released some quests to players to say so much to you.

"It's easy!" The man in white looked at the crowd and said, "Not only do I have [Pain Extension], but also several other good books for warlocks, I don't know if you are interested." ”

"Absolutely!" Another warlock player stood up, this person was about to move in the crowd just now, and he couldn't hold back anymore: "I'm from the highly toxic department, what good things do my predecessors have?" ”

The man in white did not speak, but turned around and took out a book from the camel coat, on which was written "colorless and odorless".

"Colorless and odorless? It's really colorless and odorless! The second Warlock player also got excited.

The man in white nodded and said, "Colorless and tasteless, it can reduce the taste and aura of all the skills of the poison system by fifty percent, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a divine skill, do you say?" ”

"I'm a summoner!"

"I'm from the Shadow Department!"

A total of four Warlock players, all of whom stepped forward.

"Haha, that's good, what are you hiding for, and you can't hide it." The man in white turned around again and took out two books from his coat, one [Demon Language] and one [Damage Deepening].

"Demon language, after learning it, you are no longer afraid of your hell pets fighting back, these cute little babies can use demon language to soothe them every time they are angry." After the man in white finished speaking to the third warlock player, he turned to the fourth player and said, "Damage amplification, which can increase the damage of all your shadow spells by 30%, and increase the critical strike chance by 5%, this book is the most precious one I have here." ”

Four departments, four books, each of which is a secret book that warlock players dream of, was pinched in the hand of the man in white like a fan.

"What do we need to do? We can agree to any conditions, even if it is to kill everyone here! "A Warlock player has been fanatical for a long time, he is a shadow type, as long as he can get that [Damage Amplification], he is willing to die once.

"Everyone, don't worry." The man in white became a little louder, and said, "We have everything we want from everyone, you see, in this hot desert, food and water are the most important things, and I also have these things here, and there are a lot of them. ”

The man in white walked to the other camel, reached into the blanket as well, and took out all the same things from it, all food and water, and of course wine, tea, cigarettes, and so on. The small blanket seemed to be inexhaustible, and it was obvious that this was a piece of space equipment.

"Friends, these things are superb, absolutely delicious. In particular, this wine is brewed from the Hellfire Spring, and as long as you take a sip, you can ensure that your body is in a cool state for three hours. ”

There was no need for the man in white to explain more, as soon as so many water bags were taken out, everyone on the lookers couldn't help but take a step forward, almost everyone was licking their thirsty lips, and their eyes were staring straight at the water bags. If it weren't for the fact that the players here didn't know each other, and the identities of these two black and white archcarcists were too high, I believe that a chaotic snatching war would have happened.

"If you have any requests, just say it!"

"yes, stop selling it!"

"Any task, as long as you say it!"

People are starting to get impatient, and it's no exaggeration to describe it as crowd-excited.

The man in white pressed his hands and said, "My request is very simple, you listen to me." My mentor is a soul warlock, and his strength is undoubted, so to speak, it is easy to kill everyone present and destroy your souls in an instant! However, we are kind and do not like to kill. So herein lies the problem, the cultivation of the teacher requires fresh souls, and fresh souls can only be collected from people who have just died. ”

The man in white paused when he said this, and immediately a player said, "You mean, you need us to contribute our souls?" ”

Other players shouted: "How is it possible, contributing your soul is death, and if you die, you will have nothing, and you will have to eat and drink to fart!" ”

"Be quiet!" The man in white pressed his hands again, and the crowd fell silent.

"I'm sorry, but even if you want to contribute your soul, you have to queue up. In order not to kill too much, the teacher made a rule that we only absorb twenty souls a day, so we only need twenty souls. ”

"So, as long as twenty of us die here, those things of yours can be enjoyed by the rest of us, isn't that the truth?" A player shouted.

The man in white nodded and said, "That's roughly the case, however, collecting souls requires a soul collection circle, and only those who die in this circle can contribute their souls." So, I'm going to set up a ring, and I'm going to set up a soul gathering circle in the ring, and those who lose will lose their souls, and those who win will get whatever they want, water, food, and even some equipment. As long as you're strong enough, the more opponents you defeat, the more you'll get, and you can leave at any time after each one. ”