Infinite Throne

"For you, Lord Nicholas."

Lin Yebai looked directly into his eyes, extremely determined.

[Mistakes were made in the melon field]: Nicholas is finished

[Wang Goudan]: Tears

"Okay, I believe you." Nicholas' dark eyes stared closely at Lin Yebai.

When Lin Yebai opened the coffin, he had seen those well-preserved people with golden, brown, and flaxen hair, and blue, green, and amber eyes. He didn't know which kind of Nicholas he was. It shouldn't be this lifeless black, deep and dead.

The white robe Nicholas wore was stained with blood, not his blood, but the blood of other missionaries.

He carried a heavy sword and continued to search for the missionary.

He doesn't need the tombkeeper to protect him, he is already strong enough.

Lin Yebai was always behind him, sharing his duties.

An unknown mercenary group has been completely broken up. The main members were killed by Nicholas, and the remaining members are still on the run. Others were determined to avenge other members and attacked Nicholas with destructive weapons.

The black sand on the ground was suddenly blown up by the wind, forming a huge sand shield to block the shock wave of the explosion.

"As expected of you!"

Lin Yebai never thought that Nicholas could control sand.

"Used superficially, the high priest is truly good at controlling sand and dust."

Nicholas began to cough, his face turned black, and some places began to turn desert.

"Holy blood." Lin Yebai handed it over.

Nicholas was slightly startled but did not refuse.

After he used the holy blood, his desertification state was slightly delayed and did not return to normal.

"Ordinary holy blood doesn't have much effect on me."

"The Fallen..." Lin Yebai reminded in a low voice.

Nicholas looked at him with a strange look in his eyes and hesitated to speak.

"No." He still rejected Lin Yebai very coldly. As if he thought of something interesting, he asked Lin Yebai:

"Can you make a coffin?"

"Yes, my lord, if you like."

"I want the best kind."

"Okay." Lin Yebai thought, Lord Nicholas deserves a golden coffin.

"I don't have Jinhall." Sir Nicholas was very honest.

As we all know, Lord Nicholas likes to drink, and all the gold hall is used to buy wine. But the tomb keeper is not drunk, and he consumes a lot of alcohol.

"I gave it to your lord, no need for golden hall."

The second mercenary group is well preserved and powerful, and is hidden in a tomb. The moment Nicholas entered, they released the senior fallen person from the coffin.

Among them are several missionaries with third-level strength, who are good at magic, freezing, and beast control. The complex power system works perfectly together, and has a strong restraining effect against a single-minded person like Nicholas.

Nicholas was gradually losing ground, and his injuries had not recovered. He turned around and threw the heavy sword he had always carried with him to Lin Yebai:

"Atlas, kill me."

He spoke the ancient language of the city in the clouds.

The taskmaster wanted to know the meaning and needed to translate it, but during the battle, no one cared about what the mortal enemy said. They generally thought it was to let the subordinates escape or take revenge.

Lin Yebai took the heavy sword and chopped off Nicholas' head without hesitation.

The head that was about to turn into sand flew out. The dark eyes were still staring at Lin Yebai, and his lips opened and closed slightly, inaudibly:

"Destroy this place..."

Nicholas turned into a pile of black sand, and strong winds rose in the tomb, blowing the pile of black sand away and completely merging with other sand.

[Kill the senior tombkeeper x1]

[Get points +10000]

[Get attribute card x1]

[Name]: Nicholas Caesar

[Race]: Gravekeeper

[Talent]: Heavy sword, sand control

[Introduction]: Caesar’s wish is to marry the best wine-making girl in the city after this war.

[Message]: I like the best wine, and...

Lin Yebai thought to himself that there was no way to dig out Lord Nicholas and bury him in the coffin.

When the time comes, this sword will be buried in the coffin.

He used Nicholas' heavy sword to meet the delighted missionaries.

"The mini-boss is dead, and this is just a soldier..."

"MD, it was just a last-minute shot. I could have gotten good points. Why did the soldiers kill the mini-boss? Aren't they in the same group?"

"Gan! What kind of custom in the underworld is this, deliberately preventing us from reaping the benefits?"

"This little soldier is quite smart. He's just standing at the door of the tomb. Don't let him escape!"

"Let me see what this soldier dropped, don't just drop a bunch of useless junk..."

The soldier Lin Yebai stood tall and tall, holding a heavy sword, as if he had given up resistance.

The high priest is probably still watching here. His Wu Sheng Dao is full of holy blood, but unfortunately it cannot be used for the time being.

In this mercenary group, there is a member who uses a knife, which looks very similar to a Wusheng knife. When the time comes, he will use it. If it is exposed, I believe the high priest will not find anything.

The epee directly pierced the hearts of the two missionaries, pulled it out, swept across, and the two heads fell neatly to the ground.

[Kill the copycat main god space member x2]

[Reward Points +2000]

[Obtain damaged gems x2, obtain the second-level item Wind Chasing Boots]

Lin Yebai stood guard at the door of the tomb, blood dripping from the heavy sword and melting into the sand. This piece of sand is really better than cat litter. No matter what falls in, it can be buried well.

"Damn, is this a soldier?"

"I believe it even if you say it's an intermediate boss!"

"Did it go dark? Why is the current copy like this!"

"I want to go out..."

The members of the mercenary group swarmed forward, while Lin Yebai stood guard at the door, unhurriedly drawing out his sword, and each sword landed neatly on the ground.

This heavy sword is quite easy to use as a sword. It is really a very good sword. Unfortunately, he sensed a weak resistance, and the sword that killed its master was not happy now.

[Kill the copycat Lord God Space members x13]

[Reward Points +13000]

[Obtain damaged gems

【Get some sundries】

Whether it was slowing down, losing blood, or taking damage back, when the halo fell on Lin Yebai, the effect was naturally weakened.

"Could this soldier be a god..."

Several third-level members of the mercenary group died unwillingly.

Who could have imagined that things would end up like this?

He successfully defeated the guard captain Nicholas and was about to get a head. Unexpectedly, Nicholas threw his sword and the soldiers went crazy and started to fight back.

Even if you die, you will be scolded.

Too bad.

If I had known earlier, I would have let the little boss go and blended in with the natives like the Aotian Mercenary Group or other mercenary groups outside. Although the progress is slow, at least he can survive.

Lin Yebai's white robe was almost completely stained red with blood.

This is inevitable, even if he can freeze, he can freeze the wound when cutting off the opponent's head. Under the watchful eye of the high priest, he did not dare to use it. Now that he has come into contact with the high priest, he can no longer be as casual as before.

"Atlas, you're fine."

The high priest turned into light again and appeared not far in front of Lin Yebai.

Still facing away from here.

He was satisfied that he had finally cleaned up the impious Nicholas and got a better Atlas.

"Atlas, can you repair coffins?"

"Yes." Lin Yebai's tone was respectful.

"I have a task for you." The high priest said slowly:

"I hope you will nail all the coffin boards in the underground palace, leaving no one behind."

"Don't let these little bugs disturb the sleep of the deceased."

Lin Yebai was a little surprised, but still nodded with a pious attitude:

"As you wish."

"As long as it's what you want, I'll do it."

"Your will is the beacon that guides me forward."

The high priest felt more comfortable than ever before. He didn't know why, but when he saw Atlas, he felt very comfortable and admired him very much. Atlas also spoke particularly well, and was much smarter than those believers who only knew how to practice asceticism.

"Captain Atlas Guard, I will place the specially made nails in the City Lord's Mansion. From now on, that will be your residence."

When the high priest mentioned the words "chief of guard", his tone was more serious and full of praise.

"I will definitely fulfill your orders and never disappoint your expectations."

Lin Yebai felt deeply honored, but at the same time he was worried about the safety of the underground palace:

"These evil apostles are so cunning, maybe they are hiding among the tombkeepers..."

A sense of warmth arose in the heart of the high priest. Atlas was really a good and pious boy. His voice was majestic and gentle at the same time:

"During this period, the saints inside the underground palace will come out to exercise their authority on my behalf and punish the evil apostles."

"You are all-knowing and all-powerful. I often feel guilty for my dullness and weakness." Lin Yebai suddenly understood. At the same time, he felt a little inferior and did not dare to look up at the high priest's back.

"Atlas, you will become my most loyal and powerful believer, I promise." The high priest was extremely satisfied with this little believer, and his tone became gentler.