The Great Temple of Helius, the miraculous building of the once glorious world.

Now half of it has collapsed, and the rubble of the eaves is scattered everywhere. Even the still intact half of the side is crumbling.

These were shattered by Athena's activation of the high godhead, and the power she exuded. Although this light did not do much damage to the attributeless human body, the remnants of the temple were still buried in the crumbling rubble, and they died cleanly.

There were no living creatures to stand on the ruins, which were full of bones and bricks, and the dark clouds of the sky dispersed, revealing a cloudy sky and a hazy waning moon.

Suddenly, a terrible howl pierced the sky, resounding on the top of Mount Olympus, and the birds and beasts sleeping in the forest were frightened and fluttered and fled in all directions, causing a slight sound.

Revent was sitting on one of the remaining skeletons, and from time to time he howled bitterly and slapped Dracula in the face. The old necromancer was still in a puppet-like coma and did not move.

Not far from Athena's feet, the golden candlesticks and gemstone lampholders that Thunder Pattern had picked up in the ruins were piled up on his body, and the shining holy sword was also inserted into the head of a dead bone horse, pointing lonely to the sky.

The moonlight gradually deflected, Lei Wente was a little tired, shook the fat meat, and finally stopped the poison out of breath. Looking at Dracula, who was all beaten and deformed, innocently wiped his red hands, and then recited two prayer poems compassionately, and put the ultimate responsibility back on Dracula with righteousness.

It was this old bastard who kidnapped the pure me when he had nothing to do, and he was retributed. You see, even the face is deformed under the punishment of heaven, it is really pitiful, it is like being beaten hundreds of times. Alas, the Most High is with us.

And Dracula on the ground seems to have only one breath left and falls there half-dead, so naturally he can't refute his shamelessness.

In the end, Revent shook his head sadly, and kicked the necromancer into the ruins as if nothing had happened, and left it alone.

This thing's vindictiveness is too strong...

After getting the necromancer's side, Lei Wente, who was still excited, immediately turned around and walked towards the treasure he had scavenged with golden eyes, if this pile of treasures was sold on the black market, there would be no need to worry about running out of money to spend in the future.

Treasure with beauty. Although this beauty has a bigger face now, which affects the senses a little, it doesn't matter if I am wronged.

He shook the fat all over his body excitedly, and snorted desperately.

After finishing the work, he pulled out the holy sword on the ground, spit two mouthfuls of saliva on his hand, and rubbed the sword body on both sides, regardless of the strange smell stuck to it, and directly inserted it into the belt around his waist.

If the holy sword has a spirit and falls into the hands of this goods, God knows if it will cry sadly, anyway, it will be a lot darker.

Standing tall, he walked back to the dizzy Athena, took a breath, and put her on the shoulder.

Then he took off his coat and wrapped the messy treasure, and carried it on the other shoulder, and looked like the bandit leader who had just gone to rob, and he didn't let go of his wealth, and took it all away.

Dog's day, you really aren't a good bird!

Lei Wente looked at the turbid waning moon, inhaled the salty air, and sighed as he shook his fat.

Let's go to my hometown to avoid the limelight first, and by the way, this superb beauty, the dream life is too beautiful.

Shaking and wiping the saliva that flowed out, Lei Wente felt a lot more sober, and took a big stride and ran away towards the bright future.

But before he could take a few steps away, a faint voice suddenly sounded beside him.

"It's not done yet, but where are you going?"

Hoarse, flat, without the slightest sound of fireworks, listening to his ears is like a ghost talisman urging life, and the three souls and seven spirits are half frightened. The holy sword also struck off the belt with a click because of the shaking of its body, and it fell off with its pants, and it was coldly inserted into the ruins, hanging with wanton ridicule.

Turning his head stiffly, Revent even heard the click of his own neck bones, and in the gray moonlight, the scene he least wanted to see was still imprinted.

The old god Dracula was suspended in the void, his face full of smiles.

"Hell!!"

With a terrible howl, Lei Wente threw all the Athena and backpack in his hand on the ground, and the money beauty didn't want it, and he wanted to run away by tearing his legs. But as soon as he took a step, he tripped over the slippery pants and stumbled over a standard, and his face was in sharp pain.

With two lines of nosebleeds, he slowly lifted his dusty head in fear.

Sure enough, a pair of dark antique magic boots appeared in front of him, and Dracula stood quietly in front of the fat man, with obvious playfulness.

Hell ...

Resigned to his fate, he got up, and Lei Wen turned his head to look at the ruins, and sure enough, the body of an old necromancer with a deformed face was disappearing into the air, becoming a skeleton lying in place.

Damn, let this old monster play!!

The spirit of the spirit trembled, and the head of the thunder was like a mess, and it was completely on the verge of collapse, and he didn't know what else could be done to reverse it now.

I don't have an idea, and when I turn around, I want to use the scoundrel Dafa, and simply beg for mercy with a dead face, so that the other party will let him go first.

Dracula stopped him from performing, and reached out and pointed at his head. Suddenly, Lei Wente's whole body movements were imprisoned, breaking away his limbs, floating in the sky in a large shape, the breeze blowing, and the crotch of his pants swaying with the wind.

You can't make any movement, not even a tiny finger.

Giving up the struggle, Leiwent was silent, perhaps knowing that he was completely finished, and there was no longer any humble and obscene appearance, his face became completely solemn, staring at old Dracula, his small eyes were full of indifference and determination, and his whole temperament seemed to have changed.

"Since you are an old monster chess master, I Lei Wente admits it today, kill if you want to, don't talk nonsense with me, you will be a good man in eighteen years."

"Oh?" Dracula gave him a surprised look, then said playfully. "Eighteen years later? Do you think that if you die at the hands of a necromancer, your soul can still be reincarnated? ”

After being reminded by Dracula, Revent remembered what the profession of this old bastard in front of him was, and what he heard them just say that he could control the soul through the barrier of faith, although Revent didn't understand, but it represented Dracula's thorough mastery of the soul, and he could still understand it clearly.

There are no messy obstacles in his little soul, isn't it more like playing with his control and imprisonment.

It seems that when I thought of the miserable end, the ending that I could never get rid of, the cold sweat on my fat face flowed down like a waterfall, and my courage cramped back and forth like a spring.

Cracking his chapped lips, Raymond wanted to beg for mercy, but relying on his behavior just now, if he wanted the two of them to change their appearance, he had to directly put Dracula's soul on the pig.

In the end, he swallowed soft words, his eyes were crossed, and he resolutely spoke.

"Shut up! Where is that, how you want to do it, I will put more than 100 pounds here today. ”

"Hehe, interesting." Dracula suddenly laughed, waved his hand to release the confinement from his body, and spoke.

"There's such a side to your soul that I can't see through. Well, I said that I had no intention of killing you in the first place, that you are the one I have chosen, and that I will give you the key. You have resisted a lot along the way, but it's good, it's good, it's going to be like this. ”

Lei Wen is a little **, although he doesn't understand it, but he seems to have a turning point in Dracula's words, but he didn't know where to lose his resolute and heroic appearance.

"Hero!! I knew that you were omnipotent, that you had everything in your hands from the beginning, and that the villain wanted to see your great glory before he deliberately resorted to this strategy, and in the end it turned out to be as I expected. You're too. Great Hero!! The supreme is in front of you, not even a fart, crying to help you lift your shoes, you are kicking over... ”

The old necromancer made him laugh and cry at his shameless appearance, interrupted his ass with a wave of his hand, pointed to Athena on the ground, and spoke.

"Put your pants on, and carry her behind my back."

Revent hurriedly lifted his pants, took the torn belt and tied it casually, spat at the holy sword on the ground, carried the unconscious Athena, and followed Dracula with a fart, this time he had no intention of escaping.

It's completely planted, and let's save my life depending on the situation.