Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End

Francis said so tremblingly, the large-scale bone fragmentation made his body hunched up, and the smoke rushing out of his body was like a broken bellows in the kitchen. However, to his surprise, hearing his words like this, The boy with long black hair in the distance was taken aback.

Um?Can the power of the gods resist?

That's fine.

Roja showed a relieved expression when he heard the words, and Francis quickly understood why.

When the black smoke-like death energy rushed forward like a god of death, a city wall composed of steel shields suddenly appeared, firmly pushing the terrifying spell out of the shield, and at the forefront of the shield array, a A tall woman was exuding majestic and heavy strength, taking the lead in launching a counterattack towards Francis.

The power of the gods is indeed a rare thing. Even in the Holy See, only the Heathcretes and a few gods with special bloodlines have this kind of power. I am afraid that it is difficult to find one in the entire territory in other places. .

With this kind of attack method, Francis was almost invincible in the past, but now in the arena, although there is a little girl with angelic blood on the opposite side, her strength is far behind him, so he didn't care, and planned to deal with the other people.

But unfortunately, he ran into the Acate collar.

The pagan army led by Acate was guided by the gods to join the team under Roja's command. In order for them to better perform the task of protecting Roja, the two ancient gods, as upstream gods, also gave strength and blessings respectively.

Cynthia, as a rare source-level 3 master of the Perseverance Sect, has grown by leaps and bounds in the next year under Petra's blessing. At this time, the heavy shield she is holding has been covered with a faint yellow light , any black ghost illuminated by the light will turn into a solidified stone statue, and then howl in pain and be smashed into pieces by her.

Behind her, Rodney and Wood also stepped out and started the assault. The middle-aged man with a red body was full of muscles, and the [Power] source quality was used by him to express the most primitive power through melee combat. All the black ghosts dangling in front of Rodney were smashed into the air by him like breaking a sack and smashed into pieces.

Unlike the two melee fighters, Wood, who is a traditional conjurer, is more elegant. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he resisted the desire to slap people with a long staff, and summoned a huge bone hand with rare words in his mouth. Then began a gopher-smashing show.

The huge bone hand opened its palm, and every time it hit, it would shatter the phantom formed by the black smoke. The ground trembled under this huge force, and the originally flat square became a construction site.

With the help of three warriors blessed by the gods led by Akat, the miasma ghost that Francis summoned at a huge price was beaten and fled in a panic. Such combat power also made other teams look sideways.

When did the Akat leader become so strong?

Such doubts arose in everyone's minds. Seeing this situation, Grace's eyes flashed, and she decided to pass this matter on to Rose immediately after returning, and asked the military department to rewrite the military assessment report of Acatel. Bishop Philip of the Holy See also read it. He was taken aback for a moment, but as a good old man, he didn't think too much about it. When he came back to his senses, he picked up his cane and went to knock another source-level 2 among the cultists.

As allies of the Acate family, the Holy See and Rose were surprised but acceptable. After all, in their eyes, the Acate family has always been rich in martial arts. As an ally, the stronger the better, but this scene fell to Lilian The look in his eyes shocked her deeply.

Wait, this feels like the ancient gods of Roja?Is there another way to apply this?If this blessing can be used on a large scale, the pagan legions that develop...

The girl who was thinking more about military due to her ability fell into deep thought, and as for Francis, the Francis people were already stupid.

What the hell are these three?

Why do you feel that if I continue with this big move, I will lose instead?

Francis, who was stunned by the heretics led by Acate, thought so. After a long time, he came back to his senses and directed the black smoke ghost to struggle. On the other side, Alisa, who witnessed the battle, was overjoyed, because the head of the Acate family It was on her.

"Cynthia, you guys are doing a good job! Now my brother is mine!"

""!"""

Alisa's excited encouragement came out, and the girls who saw this miraculous scene and thought about each other suddenly came back to their senses.

At this time, Francis, who was suffering from bone cancer in the field, has become a key target and is being rushed by Acate. On the other side, Bishop Philip, the main force of the Holy See at source level 2, also began to chase after the enemy's deputy who had just been promoted to source level 2. After fighting fiercely, Lilian regained her senses and increased her troops again. Only Rose's Grace and others failed to attack, and they got entangled with the three source-level 3s of the Saint Jiehui.

No, I'm going to lose!

Charlotte, who manipulated the Golden Soul to curse and kill the enemy, frowned at this thought. Rose soldiers were good at defending the city and attacking from a distance because of the Hundred Years' War, but their ability in frontal field battles was a bit weaker, such as head-grabbing. Even worse.

How to do?Go on like this...

Seeing the bigger and bigger results, the eldest lady couldn't help clenching her fists, thinking about strategies urgently in her brain, and at this moment, the familiar crying sound rang in her ears again.

"My Lord, Shia! My palace!"

Under the moonlit night, the Duke of Abbeville, who found that his home had become a large-scale construction site, wailed with grief, holding his heart and seeing that he was about to convulse, but before he fell ill, a cold voice suddenly reached his ears .

"Do you desire wealth?"

"Huh? What?"

The brown bear-like man blinked his eyes and raised his head when he heard the familiar voice. He saw Charlotte Solophia walking in front of him in the light of the spell. An irresistible temptation.

"One hundred thousand gold coins, kill me!"

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Under the light of the spell, Charlotte Solofia's body seemed to be coated with a layer of golden light in the eyes of the Duke of Abbeville who fell to the ground. Light.

In the civilized world, most of human problems can be solved through the exchange of resources, and in the process of exchange, currency inevitably appears and becomes a general equivalent, so there is that sentence.

There is nothing that money can't solve, and if there is, it's just not enough money.

For Solofia, this sentence needs to be slightly modified.

As long as it is a problem that money can solve, it is not a problem.

"Many, how many gold coins?"

Looking back at the palace complex before liberation overnight, the Duke of Abbeville looked up at the Goddess of Wealth in a trance, and Charlotte repeated it lightly with a smile.

"One hundred thousand."

"!"

The moment he heard the value, the grief-stricken Duke of Abbeville disappeared, replaced by a warrior named the King of the North, whose mana power exploded and was as tall as a brown bear.

The moment the Duke of Abbeville stood up in silence, the sky in the entire northern region seemed to be three inches higher, and it wasn't until this moment that Roja, who was surprised, remembered that this man who regarded money as his life, in front of the ladies The strength of a man who dare not give any opinion.

Oster Abbeville, source level 2, guardian of the Northland.

Before becoming the Duke of Abbeville, this simple-faced man was also a famous figure in the Austin Empire. The man also gradually lost his temper.