"It's over."

In the crowd of onlookers, the old mage said bluntly.

The people of Vellitas were always known for their advanced judgment and wise foresight.

At this time, on the field, Osewell forced two people back with a sword.

Although his blonde hair was soaked with sweat and his face was covered in vegetables, he looked terrible.

But with a mocking smile on his face.

"It's over, filth."

He snorted.

Just then, the wind picked up all around.

The light that was free from the atmosphere was withdrawn, and the brushes converged towards Olsewell.

His heart beat violently, pumping those golden blood mixed with holy light all over his body, slowly coating his body with a layer of holy gold!

At this moment, the three skeletons moved in unison!

The Demon Breaker Arrow and the Bone Cutter were in no particular order, and the two daggers of Withering and Rebirth also went straight to the back of the other's hearts.

"Childish!"

It's clearly too late.

They underestimated the speed of the other party's activation, and it was too late to start moving when they saw it.

But—

Syllable!

A cloud of blood suddenly exploded around Olsewell's neck!

The golden and red mist intertwined, completely enveloping Olsewell's upper body.

It also covered his suddenly widening eyes.

The unrivaled momentum came to an abrupt end.

Otherwell clutched his neck and fell to his knees, wailing like a wounded beast.

Blood blasts!

Level 3 Necromancer's skills.

Olsewell had apparently forgotten the necromancer he had originally considered mortal.

This is what players call a level 15 boss at the end of the level, and it is only one step away from level 4.

But he forgot about it.

At this moment, the paladin was wounded and fell to the ground, but the battle was not over!

Attacks from all three skeletons hit Olsewell's unguarded body at the same time!

Among them, Mr. Xia's dark attack was the most deadly.

Under the corrosive effect of the withered dagger, half of his hand almost pierced the opponent's back!

At the same time, both of them in the melee position tacitly broke away with one blow, beware of a near-death counterattack.

So the blood mist became thicker and thicker.

"No—"

The fourth-level paladin fell to the ground with a thud.

The hall was silent.

"The criminal is ambushed, awesome, Lord Lord!"

Heine's admiration popped up suddenly.

It also attracted the attention of countless people in an instant.

"Shouldn't we leave?" Mr. Sa whispered, "Heine has pulled all the hatred away." ”

"He gave me an order, let me sneak, buddy withdraw first!"

Teacher Xia was the first to escape into the air.

Mr. Sa didn't have to move much—he wasn't very conspicuous in the first place.

"You've all slipped away, what about me? Dude won't be invisible, right? MT (main tank) has no human rights! ”

The sheep hunting target is the largest, and he performed brilliantly in the battle just now.

And only his skeletal identity was revealed.

Perhaps the instructions were too complicated to express without speaking, and Heine didn't even arrange for him.

Mr. Sa: "Why don't you just go and stand behind them, anyway, the summons have the following characteristics, and you can't tell who summoned you." ”

“…… Makes sense! ”

The sheep caught and did so quietly.

…

As the blood mist cleared, the most eye-catching skeleton of the Holy Light stood behind the two necromancers.

But with the naked eye, it is impossible to tell who summoned it.

And then things got confusing again.

Dylan looked back at the sheep and then at Heine with a blank expression.

Where would he not realize that this was the other party's diversion of hatred......

But—

"Thank you."

He whispered.

As a person who wants to save face, he will not have a seizure.

Besides, only Heine had helped just now, and he should be grateful.

"It's good if you don't hold grudges."

Heine smiled.

At this moment a large mass of experience flew towards him, and he was almost overwhelmed by this stinging burn.

This wave is giving too much!

Rao is a grin that he is used to gaining experience and hurts for a while.

"What's wrong with you?"

Dylan stared at the sweat on his forehead, as well as ......

I don't know if it's an illusion, the person in front of me is inexplicably stronger?

"Nothing ......"

Heine wiped his sweat and looked very reluctant.

Dylan didn't ask, he set his sights on catching sheep.

"What kind of skeleton are you?"

"Just the average skeleton warrior."

Heine replied.

Catch the sheep: "Don't stop me, I'm going to trample him to death with one kick!" ”

The two hurriedly persuaded: "Forget it, Brother Yang, forget it, forget it." ”

…

Dylan obviously wouldn't believe such a lame lie.

But he is also a person who understands current affairs, and he just tugged at the corners of his mouth.

Heine suddenly said, "I've been cursed by the Soul Repulsor. ”

"Sorry, this can't be lifted."

"I don't need to lift it, I summoned these two skeletons before I was spelled."

“…… I didn't ask you this. ”

"As a result, I summoned another one after the spell."

“……”

Heine continued: "So I have three skeletons like this, and one of them can stealth, don't you want to study it?" ”

In the face of the people in the Mykala region who have the best knowledge of necromancers, he does not hesitate to tell the other party accurate information.

Moreover, after this battle, the two have both a prestige base and the qualifications for fair talks.

Rather than doing your own research, it is better to pull in the only ally of this Maikala Mountains.

He was still thinking about Matt Gittiller's page of "Notes on the Transformation of a Psychic."

Dylan was still expressionless, but it was clear that he was annoyed.

"I'm not interested."

"Really?"

Dylan frowned.

"It's nothing more than a spirit, and the affinity for the Light may be related to the Eternal Dawn.

"This has nothing to do with whether or not you have fallen under the Soul Rebuke Curse, which is based on the principle of branding an individual as 'inferior in character' and warning the spirits.

"But spirits don't act on instinct like geists, they have their own judgments, so labels don't work against spirits."

It's professional, and it's so well said!

The more Heine listened, the more he liked it.

"Principal Garay said the same, but Teacher Shiara said they weren't ghosts."

Dylan said disdainfully, "What necromancers do the people of the Shadow Temple know?" ”

"So you know a lot?"

Dylan sneered, "Don't expect me to fall for such a clumsy agitation. ”

Heine smiled, "Oh yes, I forgot to mention that most of the holy light in the Holy Light Storage Well has been absorbed by this skeleton of mine. ”

Dylan finally couldn't maintain his composure and turned to look at the sheep in horror.

He knew how terrifying the light from the well could be.

So he also knows what this sentence means......

Can this small body hold such a terrifying holy light??

He took a deep breath and regained his composure.

And then coldly threw down a sentence:

"Take your skeleton and come to me at the manor tomorrow."

……

Olsewell's death caused a moment of dead silence in the messy hall.

Shocked, unbelievable.

Then came fear.

Fear appeared on most people's faces, but few showed the joy of the villain's ambush.

"The wrath of the people of gold will burn this place to the ground......"

The hunters of the eastern suburbs whispered tremblingly.

This sentence seemed to ignite the fuse, and the discussion spread rapidly.

Among them, worry is the majority, and gradually more reflection and repentance are derived.

Heine only had a sneer in his heart.

As if George had obediently shrunk his eggs, it would have been fine.

They all saw the light that fell from heaven on the night of the destruction of the bones.

But now you can pretend not to see just by burying your head in the sand.

Heine looked at Jay, who was standing in the doorway, helpless.

He was escorting the representatives of the mountain people who were tied up, and as soon as he came in, he saw this scene, and the excitement was not strong.

As for the latter, people are stupid.

"Jay!"

Heine beckoned to him:

"Bring your people to clean up here, and by the way, tell the lord that the villain is ambushed, and this place is safe!"

"Oh, oh! Good Consultant Sir! ”

Jay left in a hurry.

Many people turned their eyes back to Heine, and they had all kinds of looks.

Those who claim to be sober lament him for being confused, those who claim to be smart laugh at him for being stupid, and those who claim to be cautious scold him for being reckless.

At this time, the sheep suddenly sighed in a low voice:

"Maybe it's the player's pursuit of the 'optimal solution' that creates the scorching mountains."