Chapter 325
Although Lu Bare has the ambition to become the 27 ancestors, he is very clear that he is not enough to become a member of the ancestors.

It will take at least 200 years to call himself the ancestor. In order to pass these 200 years, he constantly plundered the magic dresses and conceptual weapons of magicians.

The results are stored in this minaret beneath your feet.Among them, there is a secret treasure that even Meilian Solomon, the world's leading collector, No. 27 seat of the 20 ancestors, and nicknames such as "crown" and "devil envoy" will be envious of. As long as you use this secret treasure to kill the group of ignorant people Next.

"Oh, I thought it would be advanced gradually, but I didn't expect to go straight to the point with arrogance? If you are so proud, you will lose your life, Barthumello."

Smiling silently, stroking the beard on his chin. "Death of the Lake" Roubare happily watched the women slaughter wantonly in the castle.

Generally speaking, the older the Dead Apostle, the weaker their humanity, and the long time has made them look down on many things.Dead Apostles like "Jewel Man" and Van Ferm who have always maintained a strong enthusiasm are one of the few outliers.

For the vast majority of the ancient Dead Apostles, whether they are descendants or relatives, they are just precious resources. It is a pity to lose them, but as long as they can be exchanged for enough battle results, a small loss is worth it.

Lubare is such a typical dead apostle. In order to ensure that these women can step into the trap he prepared, he doesn't mind losing most of his subordinates. Anyway, the most important children who inherited his strength have already dispersed and fled. Open, the others should be buried with Barthumello.

Over the past month, Barthamelo Lorelia has become a prominent figure in the entire mysterious world. The campaign she launched against the Dead Apostles made the entire Dead Apostle circle remember this young Dead Apostle hunter. And keep her information firmly in mind, so when Barthemelo used vacuum magic, Lu Barre recognized Lorelia's identity at a glance, and he was determined to get rid of this dangerous person at all costs. idea.

"Getting rid of this woman and her helpers will not only restore my father's loss of face, but also remove the obstacles to my succession to my ancestor's name——Bashamero, use your blood to forge my path to the top .”

Thinking this way, Lu Balei took out an iron hammer out of nowhere, and opened the secret hidden in the steeple.

Just a few minutes after confirming the activation of the secret treasure, the gate of the minaret was smashed open, and the woman in the orange coat walked into the hall where Lu Bale was located under the guard of the weird puppet who had destroyed the familiar army.

"'Dead Apostle of the Lake' Rubare?"

The woman with orange hair and glasses asked, the coldness in her voice made even the body of the Dead Apostle feel a chill.

"Exactly? Are you—?" Lu Barre looked at the woman curiously.If you read correctly, she should be the commander of the team, and even that Barthemelo obeys her command, so there is no doubt that she is a powerful character.

"—the person who came to kill you." Cheng Zi took out a cigarette from her coat pocket. Her favorite "Dragon Smoke" from Taiwan was also a gift from him when he first met her.

"Is it just you? What about the others?"

Lu Balei laughed and said, the hammer in his hand kept spinning, and suddenly a dangerous atmosphere permeated the minaret hall

"They, they have other things to do, such as hunting down your hidden heirs, such as searching for the wealth you have accumulated."

Orange casually lit the cigarette, wisps of smoke overflowed from the lips covered in orange lipstick and diffused around.

"It's enough for me to kill you alone."

"What a big breath." Lubare felt a strong sense of disobedience in his heart.

On the one hand, he didn't think this woman had the ability to kill himself.

Although the puppet that combines technology and magic is very powerful, this woman is also a superb magician herself.But through the observation just now, he discovered the weakness of this woman - her physical fitness is very poor, and she is not good at melee combat at all. Barthemelo and the other two girls have been protecting her from being approached by the enemy intentionally or unintentionally.

It wasn't that Lubare was arrogant, at such a distance, he would not kill Cheng Zi for more than three seconds, even with a puppet guarding him.

On the other hand, there was an inexplicable uneasiness deep in his heart.This uneasiness has been lingering ever since he received the prophecy. At first he thought it was brought to him by Barthemelo, but now that Barthemelo is not here, could it be that this woman is the real danger?

Two completely different emotions started a tug-of-war in Rubare's heart. Orange, who caused this violation, was not in a hurry. He just smoked silently, and the minaret hall was shrouded in strange silence.

After one cigarette was finished, Chengzi snuffed out the cigarette butt with some regrets, and made a gesture to the fighter fighter to signal the latter to retreat outside the tower, while walking towards Lubare himself.

"Have you thought about your last words?"

Cheng Zi's strange behavior aggravated Lubare's disobedience—knowing that he is not good at close combat, he approached rashly?
"I didn't think about it, I don't have time to wait any longer, so let's end like this."

Continuing to speak confident words in a voice mixed with murderous intent and coldness, the distance between Chengzi and Lubare is getting closer.

ten meters.

eight meters.

five meters.

three meters.

two meters.

one meter.

At this moment, as long as Lu Bale stretches out his hand, he can pierce through Chengzi's heart.

At such a close distance, he didn't think that Chengzi's movements would be faster than him, so Lubare shot without hesitation.

The dead Apostle's most frequently used claws pierced through the woman's chest, accurately pulling out her heart.

Based on Rubare's years of experience in extracting human blood, he can be sure that the heart in his hand is real, the beauty that is still pulsating, and the natural perfection are not comparable to those created by humans.

"It's so beautiful, but it's a pity that this beauty will eventually be destroyed."

The Dead Apostle let out a heartfelt admiration, crushing the woman's heart, like a plastic bag filled with water falling to the ground.

Cheng Zi giggled after hearing this, her bloodstained lips had a tragic beauty.

"You have a good vision. I didn't expect there to be a guy like you who knows how to appreciate it among the Dead Apostles. Suddenly, I don't want to kill you."

"Are you still talking like this until now? There must be a limit to bluffing."

As Lubare said, he withdrew his hand, and the blood blocked by the lost arm rushed out, instantly wet Lubare's body and the carpet under his feet.

"Blushing or not, you'll soon find out. Farewell, Dead Lakers."

After finishing speaking, Cheng Zi stopped her vital activities, and her body completely lost its function as a person.

(End of this chapter)

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