Lin Qi stood on the steps of the entrance of the Mage Tower, condescendingly looking at the church people who were getting closer and closer.

Duvan, apparently old. On that day, he led people to encircle and hunt down Lin Qi and his party, and was severely injured by the joint efforts of Cologne Eighteen, Prince Columba, Jiang Lian and others, and finally was forced to use the ultimate divine art, dedicating most of his soul origin, inviting divine power to bless himself, wanting to annihilate Lin Qi and others, and finally fled.

The soul origin is damaged, which is almost irreversible damage. Du Wen was originally extremely strong, but now, he actually only had the strength of the middle rank of a saint! And Lin Qi could feel that his spirit was constantly dispersing, his life breath was weakening every minute and every second, and there would be a hundred years at most, and his life would naturally end.

No wonder he was deprived of his place in New Dunker and was driven to the port city of Vias.

In this copper-smelling city, the influence of the church here is minimal, and the people here worship the goddess of wealth and several subordinate deities of the goddess of wealth, such as the god of commerce, the god of contract, and so on. The gods of many temples of the church are not popular here, and the church here is simply the temple of the goddess of wealth.

In the port city of Vias, the status of a dignified archbishop is not even as good as that of an ordinary businessman with a net worth of millions.

Seeing Du Wen's old, decrepit, and lifeless old face, Lin Qi's mood suddenly became very good. Seeing that Du Wen was not doing well, every pore on Lin Qi's body was exuding coolness, so comfortable and comfortable, I didn't know how to describe it.

After a few laughs, Lin Qi waved his cigar and said loudly, "Master Esco, Master Farlan." We're ready to go, right? Don't clean up the bits and pieces of belongings in the Mage Tower, which aren't very important. For example, magic furnaces, magic cauldrons and the like, I'll buy a batch of top-notch high-quality goods for everyone, isn't it just a matter of spending some gold?"

Esko and Farlan's eyes lit up suddenly, Lin Qi was willing to spend money to equip them with brand-new magic equipment, which was a good thing! But not every mage can have a set of practical equipment that is handy.

The two old mages immediately grabbed Lin Qi's hand, and they didn't even glance at Du Wen's team, as if they were sliding away. Quickly reported to Lin Qi the names of a long list of real equipment.

Lin Qi couldn't help but a cold sweat oozed from his forehead, these two old guys really knew how to climb along the pole, and the equipment they reported was really not cheap - including 30,000 gold coins each. Two hundred measuring cups made of the purest snow-capped white crystal!

Hell, this kind of high-priced Snow Mountain White Crystal Measuring Cup with extremely high purity, only when those top secret medicine masters refine the top secret medicine, in order to ensure the success rate of the potion, will use such a high-quality measuring cup. These two can really speak, and they need two hundred in one breath!

The production of this measuring cup is all in the hands of the dwarves of the snow-capped mountains, which is a branch of the dwarves, with a strange temper and extremely difficult to speak, and they are well versed in the truth that rare things are expensive, this kind of top-level measuring cup. They sell no more than twenty per year!

But Lin Qi had already spoken in a big way, even if this condition was a bit excessive, Lin Qi still agreed to the request of the two old mages. A hundred sets of magical equipment, all using the best goods on the continent, from furnaces and cauldrons to other bits and pieces. The total value of these 100 sets of equipment is more than 100 million gold coins!

Esko and Farlan smiled contentedly, and they squeezed each other's eyes, they really had a good host's house.

Lin Qi exhaled heavily, took a few puffs of the cigar in his mouth, and continued to spew out a large gulp of smoke.

Du Wen's car had already arrived in front of the gate of the Mage Tower, and Du Wen's face was very gloomy. He greeted Esko and Farlan just now. But the two old mages actually ignored him—they didn't even look at Du Wen! All their attention was on Lin Qi, on this flashy middle-aged man who looked to be in his thirties and forties, with blond hair and blue eyes, and a flirtatious aura.

Because of the damage to his strength, Du Wen's heart was twitching violently, he felt that he was neglected, he was ruthlessly despised, and his sensitive self-esteem was greatly hurt.

Du Wen stared at Lin Qi fiercely, and asked word by word: "Esco, Farlan, who is this gentleman of yours? Seeing that you are so respectful to him, could it be that he is yours...... Father?"

A vicious smile flashed across Du Wen's face, and he narrowed his triangular eyes and laughed a few times sadly. At the time of New Dunerke, Du Wen was such a kind and kind hypocritical old man, although hypocritical, but his bearing and temperament were extremely good. But since the soul source was damaged, his strength was rapidly weakened, and his status within the church had plummeted, Du Wen had already regained his true nature.

Insidious, mean, vicious, ruthless, this is Du Wen!

Esko and Farlan roared angrily, and the hot-tempered Farlan pulled out his saint-grade staff, which was more than a person tall and made of red dragon leg bones and fire phoenix feathers, and roared angrily: "Duwen, did your tongue just lick the toilet? Did you run out without brushing your teeth and show embarrassment? Are you still the cardinal cardinal of the church?"

Du Wen slowly stood up from the open carriage, his face twitched violently, and his narrowed triangular eyes stared at Farlan, like a poisonous snake emitting a ruthless cold light: "Farlan, you have to learn to respect a noble clergy! You will bring disaster to you, your disciples, I swear, you will definitely ......"

Lin Qi threw the cigar on the ground, he pointed at Du Wen and asked with a smile: "Who is this old immortal mad dog? I'm sorry I used mad dog to describe him, maybe I insulted the mad dog, but this kind of miscellaneous miscellaneous that hurts people when they meet, oh my God, how can there be such scum among the clergy of the church? He must be impersonating!"

Lin Qi shouted loudly: "Dare to pretend to be a clergyman of the church? The great goddess of wealth testifies, I will report your crimes to the adjudication office!"

'Click', and the baffle of the carriage beside Du Wen was smashed by him. He gritted his teeth and looked at Lin Qi, and after a long time, he said fiercely: "What do you say I am? Little guy, what did you just say I am? I swear, I will send you to the stake, I will definitely do it!"

Looking coldly at Du Wen, who was already a little out of control, Lin Qi shook his head continuously. He took out a thick stack of golden tickets, slapped his palms with the golden tickets, and Lin Qi sneered: "Send me to the stake? I'll pay 10 million gold coins to buy your head! Old guy, in Vias, 10 million gold coins, how many times can I kill an old guy like you?"

Everyone kept their mouths shut, even Du Wen forced his mouth to shut up with anger.

Port Vias is an important stronghold of the Killers' Guild, the Assassins' Guild, and the Thieves' Guild, where at least a thousand thugs begging for a living in the dark world live. For two or three gold coins, they can ruthlessly kill an ordinary person; for twenty or thirty gold coins, they dare to kidnap a girl from a good family in the street; if they are given two or three thousand gold coins, they dare to attack a small nobleman; twenty or thirty thousand gold coins are enough for thousands of thugs to gather and wash a nobleman's estate in blood.

Ten million gold coins?

The elders of the Assassins' Guild, the Killers' Guild, and the Thieves' Guild couldn't help but take action in person, exchanging Duven's head for this sky-high bounty!

Even if Duvine is the archbishop of the church, but in the face of the charm of money...... The Assassins and Killers of Vyas are very dedicated, they have a great work ethic, and if they are given enough money, they can even swing a knife at the gods!

Du Wen, who was pale, took a few deep breaths, and he pointed at Lin Qi fiercely, but he didn't dare to fight with Lin Qi anymore.

In the rest of the continent, no one dared to threaten the cardinal of a church, the cardinal Archbishop of the Church, with ten million gold coins, but in Vias...... For hundreds of years, there are many bishops and priests who have died inexplicably, and Du Wen, a down-and-out bishop who has lost most of his strength and his status within the church, dares to oppose 10 million gold coins?

With a gloomy face, Du Wen pushed open the carriage door, slowly stepped out of the carriage, and walked towards the mage tower with his head down.

Among the 1,000 punishment knights who escorted Du Wen to the mage tower, a punishment knight at the peak of the heavens rushed out angrily, and he shouted loudly: "Dare to blaspheme the gods, heresy who is disrespectful to the bishop, raise your sword, I will duel with you, let your blood wash away your sins!"

Lin Qi glanced at the punishment knight, slowly picked out a golden ticket with a denomination of 10,000 gold coins from the thick stack of golden tickets, and then threw it into the air casually: "It is said that the port city of Vyas is a magical place, I want to witness such a magic with my own eyes!"

With a 'bang', the golden ticket with a denomination of 10,000 gold coins suddenly disappeared without a trace, and a black shadow appeared like a ghost from behind the peak punishment knight of that day, and then suddenly disappeared without a trace.

That day, the movements of the peak punishment knight suddenly froze, and after three full breaths, a thin mist of blood suddenly erupted from his neck. Then a stream of blood spurted out, and the blood flew more than three feet high against the knight's head, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Du Wen raised his head violently and looked at Lin Qi, his triangular eyes flashing with resentful anger.

Lin Qi cried out 'frightened, frightened, terrified, frightened': "O great goddess of wealth, why did this happen? Who snatched my golden ticket? Who killed this noble knight of punishment? God, my goddess, what is the matter?"

Esko and Farlan smiled knowingly, this is Vyas Port City, this is Vyas Port City, where gold coins are supreme! A mere 10,000 gold coins, the life of a punishment knight at the pinnacle of heaven is only worth a mere 10,000 gold coins!

"I, remember you!" Du Wen muttered in a low voice.

Lin Qi just smiled and bowed deeply to Du Wen. Your support is my biggest motivation.) )