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"Isn't it, you two are so afraid of death?" the old evil suddenly cried and laughed: "Isn't it just to clean up a few undead?

"You know a fart!" Lan Fake immediately scolded: "In the face of a large-scale war like the Undead Catastrophe, the Sanctuary is a fart! The combined Sanctuary masters on both sides are definitely more than three digits! Even there are many legendary masters!"

"Every undead natural disaster has a large number of casualties, including the masters of the Holy Realm, it is not uncommon to lose a dozen or so in a few cases, and to lose hundreds of people in many cases. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info is not safe even if it is a legendary master. Pieritz then smiled bitterly and said: "Let me tell you this, although the two of us usually look powerful, but in that kind of big scene where the elites of the whole continent gather, it is nothing at all, at most it is a little more advanced cannon fodder! Therefore, this kind of battle, unless I accept the order of the dwarf king, as a last resort, otherwise, I will not send it to death!"

"Me too!" said Lan Fake firmly.

These two people have talked about this, what else can the old evil say? I had to shake my head and smile bitterly: "Okay, if you don't go, don't go, without you two cowards, I can also do great things!"

"Do a big thing!" Lan Fake immediately said: "I can tell you, the casualty rate of that kind of battle is a pervert with a high level, don't look at your noble status here, but when you get to the battlefield, those bones don't know who you are, they will kill you too!"

"Yes, I advise you not to go! That kind of place is like a meat grinder, and Lan Fako and I have both participated in the battle of the Undead Scourge before, and it is really a sea of corpses and blood, and the number of dead people is too many to count!" said Pyritz.

"That's right, the time we participated in it is said that the situation is good after all, and the undead were defeated in the second line of defense, but that's it, the number of elite casualties of the coalition forces of various countries has also exceeded 500,000, that's 500,000!" Lan Faco then shook his head and said: "Until now, I think of those countless brothers who died in battle, and I feel a little chilled!"

"That's it!" Hearing them say this, the old evil mentality is also a little worried, after all, he is not the kind of blind and arrogant person, and he cherishes this old life even more, so under normal circumstances, he will not approach the great danger.

"Alas, it's a pity that the emperor personally gave me this order!" The old evil suddenly couldn't help but complain: "Even if I don't want to, it's difficult! This old bastard, really has an opinion on me, and even sent me to die!"

"You won't ask your grandfather to intercede for you, with the face of the lightning magic saint, the emperor will have to let him have three copies!" said Pieritz.

"That's right, after all, you are now the last sole seedling of the Stephen family, and the emperor should not have sent you to death!" Lan Fake suddenly said confusedly.

"You forgot, I killed an earl yesterday, and three thousand elites!"

"Isn't that a gambling war?" Lan Fake said: "Since it is a gambling war, there will naturally be casualties, besides, those people are from the Augustus family, why is the emperor angry?"

"I also killed the Emperor's herald and his 500 griffins. The old evil then couldn't help but complain: "Actually, I am also very wronged, that herald himself ran to the spider group to find death, who is to blame? And I don't know that those griffins were transferred from the guards by the Augustus family, how can you blame me for their deaths! If you want to blame the Augustus family, you should blame the Augustus family!"

"If I'm not mistaken, those spiders seem to be very smart, they can completely distinguish between friend and foe, at least they have never accidentally injured anyone in previous battles!" "So, that herald was killed by the spiders you commanded!"

"Moreover, the griffin is a high-level army, and if it can form a scale of 500, it can't be a personal guard at all, it can only be the emperor's legion!"

"This is almost equivalent to two slaps on the face of the emperor in the face!" Lan Fake shook his head and said: "Admiration, really admiration, you have the courage to do this in the entire griffin kingdom." No wonder he's going to call you to fight the Scourge of the Dead!

"Cut, just participate, what's the big deal?" the old evil immediately said indifferently: "Okay, don't talk nonsense." That's what I'm here to prepare today. ”

As he spoke, the old evil turned to Piritz and said, "Piritz, I hope you can take out all the master-level weapons and armor in your hands and give them to me, whether they are enchanted or unenchanted, I want them all!"

Pieritz thought for a moment, then said, "Okay, for the sake of you fighting against the undead scourge, I will agree to you on my own terms, but you must promise to return us with the share of the enchantment in the future!"

"Yes!" the old evil nodded, "That's it, my barbarian warriors will be here soon, you can call your people to help arm them!"

"Alright!" Pyritz nodded in agreement, and he turned to leave.

"Lan Fake, even if you don't go, you have to at least show it, right?" said to the old evil suddenly. Obviously, he was planning to rip off money.

"Alas!" Lan Fake naturally knew that he couldn't hide this time, so he could only sigh helplessly, and then took out a few pieces of stone, these palm-sized stone chips were polished extremely smooth, oval, a finger thick, and there were red articles engraved on them, as if they were a kind of text.

When the old evil saw it, he immediately frowned and said, "Hey, I said old fellow, I'm going to the front to fight the undead natural disaster, and you will send me away with these things?"

"You know a fart, you're a!" Lan Fake suddenly scolded angrily: "These are runes, but they are all treasures made by me personally, they belong to the one-time surname items, just like your magician's magic scroll!

"Oh!" the old evil said with immediate interest when he heard this, "What spells are there?"

"Of course, it's a berserk spell, a spell that greatly increases strength and recovery ability, it can double the combat power, and the area of action is also large, and the general runes are this spell, because it is the most practical!" Lan Fake then said: "But I also have a few special runes here, a group healing wave, which can save your life at a critical time, and a voodoo curse, which can weaken your enemies by three to fifty percent of their strength." ”

"Well, it sounds good, but it doesn't seem to match your identity as a master of the Holy Domain?" said the old evil still not satisfied.

"You hateful little vampire!" Lan Fake scolded, then took out a pitch-black stone shard and said, "This is the rune I just completed, the soul of the Distant Ancestor. It's the same sorcery I used on you last time!"

When the old evil heard this, he immediately said in surprise: "Is that the spell that made me become Beamon?"

"Yes!" Lan Fako nodded, "That's it!"

"Gee, that's good stuff. I didn't play enough last time, but it was not good at all. This time I can finally have a good time!" the old evil hurriedly took it, and then said, "Why is there only one? How long can you play for a while? Give me dozens more!"

"You don't come!" Lan Fake scolded angrily: "You think this is a broken stone? Just pick it? It will take me three months to make a rune of this top-level witchcraft, and I will have to spit out a mouthful of essence blood! You are easy for me? There are dozens of them, and you don't kill me so much!"

As soon as the old evil heard this, he immediately knew that this was Lan Fake's heart, obviously he had already planned for himself in his heart, otherwise he would not have spent his blood to help him make this thing, so he was suddenly a little moved in his heart, and hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, one is one, it must be enough!"

"Hmph!" Lan Fake snorted coldly, and then said, "There are more than 100 newly made goblin mines at home, you can bring them all this time!"

"En!" the old evil nodded and said, "With them, I have more confidence!"

"Remember, don't be reckless, the Lich King is a pervert, you better not let him see you, or you'll become Beamon, and you won't be able to run as long as you're finished!" Blue Falco instructed uneasily.

"Don't worry, I'm not an idiot, of course I won't provoke him!" said the old evil hurriedly.

"That's good!" Lan Faco nodded, then turned and walked out, until he was about to leave the door, leaving a sentence: "Come back alive!"

"Don't worry, I'll definitely come back alive!" The old evil immediately replied loudly: "It's just that I didn't come back alive for you, an old man, I came back alive for the sake of those beauties in my family!"

When Lan Fake, who had already walked outside, heard this, he couldn't help but turn around and scold, "Then you should die outside!"

When the old evil heard this, he didn't say a word, so he raised a middle finger and pointed it out.

At this moment, Hettich walked in, saw the old evil gesture, and immediately asked puzzledly, "What do you mean by stretching out your middle finger?"

"Oh, this is an exhortation and greeting to the elders!" said the old evil face without changing color and without a beating heart!

"Oh, then, aren't you going to greet me like that?" said Hettich, who laughed strangely.

(To be continued)