"What's going on?"

On the edge of Zhao Lun's territorial altar, Zhao Lun, who was holding Paske's skull, was stunned.

Just now, Zhao Lun planned to forcibly take Paske under his command, but unfortunately, he couldn't burn Pasque's soul mark, and Zhao Lun, who didn't believe in evil, also forced himself to come and directly led to the backlash of the altar, which dimmed Paske's soul fire by several points.

"Hmph, you're really ignorant, my lord, don't you know that it is impossible for an undead above level 5 to burn a soul mark unless they are willing?"

"Oh, is that so? Then why didn't you say earlier that you had to suffer this sin? Zhao Lun lifted Pasque's skull and said lukewarmly.

"I said it, will you believe it, lordship? I can't escape this sin, so why should Weishenme have to work so hard?"

"Pretty smart. Zhao Lun sneered, looked at this guy deeply, and continued: "It seems that we can have a good discussion next." ”

"Discuss? huh...... What are you discussing?" said Zhao Lun with a sneer.

Zhao Lun's eyes flashed in the fire: "Discuss the question of whether you want to die or live." ”

"Nonsense, of course I want to live. Pasque replied without thinking.

"Yes, yes, quite honestly. Zhao Lun nodded with satisfaction, and suddenly, a strong light burst out of the pupil fire: "Then there are only two paths in front of you now, either be my subordinate, or you will die for me!"

Zhao Lun was really moved to kill, originally seeing the miserable appearance of Olis and the two of them, Zhao Lun had a murderous intent, but this guy has wisdom after all, and it is not the kind of puppet-like undead that Zhao Lun killed before, Zhao Lun, who was born in a human being, is really a little unable to do it, yes, killing him is indeed not the most perfect solution, if you can bring this guy under your command, it is the most perfect thing.

However, now that the means of forcibly taking in the command have failed, the anger in Zhao Lun's heart has begun to pour out again.

"Wow! what a fierce one!" Paske was not afraid, a pair of eyes looked directly at this Zhao Lun defiantly, and sneered.

"Looks like you've got a choice. Zhao Lun raised his left hand, and a black magic missile condensed in an instant.

"Of course. ”

"Then let's talk about it, to die or to live!"

Paske glanced at the magic missile with interest and said lightly, "If you want to live, of course you have to live, didn't I say it earlier? ”

"Alright, burn the soul sigil on it. Zhao Lun ordered coldly.

Paske's remaining skull shook slightly: "No, no, no, your lord, you misunderstood, my choice is not to become your subordinate, I choose the third one." ”

"The third?" Zhao Lun was slightly stunned, and then became angry: "Are you kidding me?"

"How dare I, after all, my life is still in your hands?" said Pasque.

Zhao Lun looked at him coldly, the light of the magic missile in his hand flickered slightly, and it seemed that it might fall at any time.

"Lord, didn't I say it earlier? I have something to trade my life for. Pasque said confidently, looking at Zhao Lun's appearance and a little proud, it seemed that he had settled on Zhao Lun.

"Really?" Zhao Lun suddenly showed a different emotion, and his right hand holding Paske suddenly loosened!

"Ahh

The sudden weightlessness caused Pasque to cry out involuntarily, and as soon as he screamed, the skull had already fallen to the ground with a 'snap'.

"I didn't do anything, but I suddenly didn't have any interest in exchanging anything with you, and I thought it would be more interesting to kill you than to exchange something or take you under my command. The magic missile in Zhao Lungu's hand was up and down, looking like it might fall down at any time, and the dark white pupils were endlessly indifferent.

"Do you think I'll be intimidated?" Paske sneered.

"Boom!"

The magic missile in Zhao Lun's hand suddenly fell and smashed on the side of Pasco's skull, knocking a small hole in the ground, and Pasco's skull was even more opened by Yu ** by three or four meters.

"Do you think I'm threatening to scare you?" Zhao Lun sneered, his bone hand shook again, and the next moment, another magic missile flew out and landed on the side of Paske, once again blasting this guy three or four meters away.

Zhao Lun stretched out his hand, and another magic missile hovered above the palm of his hand, and then slowly walked towards Paske, stretching out a foot and stepping on Paske's skull.

"Stupid thing, don't you know that you have to put some bait to hang someone's appetite? You didn't say anything, I don't know anything, so your so-called life-changing thing doesn't tempt me at all, you know?"

"Really, I think I need to say something first, right?" Paske's eyes lit up, and he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Boom!"

Another magic missile exploded fifteen centimeters above Pasque's skull, and the aftermath of the explosion continued to push Paske, and Pasco was trampled on by Zhao Lun, this time he didn't roll out, and he fully suffered the aftermath of the explosion of this magic missile.

Zhao Lun leaned down on the skeleton and lifted the dazed Paske up.

"I don't want to know anything right now, because all I want now is to kill you. You know what? Your greatest sin is against Olise and Phyllis, and thankfully you didn't kill them, or I would have killed you!"

"Kill me, you're not doing you any good!" Paske's eyes finally showed a hint of panic.

Zhao Lun shook his head: "What are the benefits?

"You!" Pasque finally got anxious, but it seemed that it was too late, Zhao Lun threw his right hand and threw him high, and then stretched out his bone hand and brewed out another magic missile.

"What are you going to do? you can't kill me!" Paske was startled in mid-air.

"Whoosh!"

A magic missile grazed its skull.

"Oops, it's off, come again!"

Zhao Xianyi also ignored Paske, and with another stretch of his hand, a magic missile appeared again.

"Don't! Don't kill me!"

"Whoosh!"

Another magic missile flew out of Paske's skull.

"Don't you want to know how the last generation of High Lords died!" Pasque finally broke the news.

"Not interested!"

Zhao Lun was stunned, and another magic missile flew over with Paske.

"Did you know that you'll soon die like him!" Pasque's eyes roared with terror.

"Alarmist!"

Zhao Lun's magic missile in his hand did not pause.

"I'll let you make your strength skyrocket!"

The magic missile in Zhao Lun's hand suddenly disappeared, and he reached out to catch the falling Paske: "If this is the case, we can really talk about it." ”