"Miscellaneous fish?" The barbarian challenger snorted coldly, inserted the heavy sword in his hand on the ground beside him, and drank the life potion and mana potion continuously.
"You can fight first, but let him recover his strength first." Lokan said coldly.
Although Mo Bei's sudden appearance temporarily solved his predicament, he felt that it was extremely disgraceful, so he was very angry.
I still can't express my anger, I feel so uncomfortable holding it in my heart.
"Hey, how can we be fair to the people of the Wizarding Association?" Mo Bei said nothing and launched a charge.
All the onlookers were shocked by his words and what was almost a sneak attack, but the words of questioning were stuck in their throats, and they were so shocked by the sight in front of them that they lost the ability to speak.
The challenger who almost defeated Rokan flew out like a hammered iron barrel after a loud explosion, and then rolled continuously in the open space, leaving behind pieces of dripping blood along the way.
Judging from the blood pouring out and the dents in the armor on his side, it was obvious that he would not survive.
"ah!"
A series of shrill screams followed from the crowd. Everyone turned around quickly and saw that all the team members of the challenger were being strangled by a group of people. They were all killed and injured almost in an instant.
The only two people left escaped from the crowd and were killed a few steps away.
In the blink of an eye, all members of the Wizarding Society were wiped out.
It turned out that according to Mo Bei's instructions, Milor and Adric had already dispersed around the sand bandits who had rebelled against the Sorcerer's Association in advance. They took advantage of the moment when their attention was attracted by the drastic changes in the scene to kill them.
Thirty or so people made careful calculations and neatly eliminated these ten people.
Seeing all this, Luokan let out a furious roar, pointed his huge battle ax at Mo Bei and others, and immediately ordered an encirclement and killing.
"Wait a minute, take a look at this clearly!" Mo Bei picked up a body that Adric and the others threw over and shook it towards Lorkan.
The chainmail armor worn by the corpse was split open from the shoulders by a sharp blade, and the single clothes underneath were lifted together, revealing the triangular brand on the back.
Luokan stared at the brand, his chest rising and falling more violently, and Mo Bei simply threw the body over so that he could see it clearly.
Rokan leaned over the body and looked at the twisted brand carefully, his expression became a little ugly.
He walked over to the corpse of the barbarian who challenged him, took a lot of trouble to untie the heavy armor, only took one look, and then let out a roar with all his hair and hair.
What happened during this period was all connected in his mind. No wonder there was no news about the batch of equipment secretly sent to Lu Gaoyin for repair this time. . .
"boom!!"
He punched the brand angrily, then walked towards the other corpses with a livid face and looked at them one by one.
The tense atmosphere around him gradually calmed down because of this punch, which made Mo Bei feel relieved.
On the other hand, the fools like Adric still have a calm and calm expression on their faces, saying, "Your sensibleness saved you." He couldn't help but wonder when these guys became so sophisticated. . . .
If the development of things went beyond their expectations, it would be a bit fanciful to think of leading more than 30 people to escape from such a close encirclement.
Mo Bei took advantage of Luokan's inspection of the corpses one by one to put away the barbarian's corpse and the heavy sword that had not yet been pulled out from the ground.
Judging from Rokan's reaction, these traitors should all come from this ethnic group, but he doesn't care about that.
These are all members of the Wizarding Guild, and since he killed them, they are naturally his trophies.
He didn't have time to look at the equipment on the corpse, but he only glanced at the attributes of the two-handed epee and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Oh?" It was a top-notch double-absorbing weapon!
Saw of Terror
Sword of Excellence
Hand damage: 37-65
Durability: 35-50
Requires Agility: 60
Strength required: 100
Required Level: 22
Sword Level-General Attack Speed
+37% enhanced damage
+9 maximum damage
+118% damage against undead
+146 accuracy against undead
5% mana stolen on hit
6% life stolen on hit
Fire resistance +12%
This is the first outstanding sword he has obtained, and it is the heaviest among the two-handed swords. This can be seen from the strength requirement of 100 points.
The blade changes from a straight edge to a large serrated shape near the guard. Combined with the weight of the sword body, it further enhances the lethality of proximal slashing.
The attribute of restraining undead creatures is also very practical in this area. It is simply a great tool for digging into graves.
After Luokan checked all the corpses and calmed down, he looked at Mo Bei with a complicated expression and said:
"You said before that you also came to challenge me?"
"Is it still necessary?" Mo Bei responded casually. In his opinion, the rumored number one sand bandit was just like that. To be honest, he was a little disappointed.
"...You really don't have any face for me, an old ghost."
"Haha, it's just a joke, don't take it seriously. I came here this time to discuss other matters with your tribe."
"explain."
"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Mo Bei, a paladin. We are here because we hope that your tribe can move to Lugaoyin with us."
"No, we live very well here. If there is nothing else..."
"Almost reduced to a tool controlled by the wizard association, can it be considered good?" Mo Bei interrupted Luo Kan's words directly, and his voice was raised a lot. With one sentence, everyone began to look at each other.
Luokan was choked again and was speechless.
He had foreseen that he would be killed in a duel. The moment the traitor became the leader of the tribe, he could use the tribe to do many things.
"This kind of infiltration won't be the last, you can't prevent it." In order not to attract hatred, Mo Bei still didn't say what was in his heart.
That is to try to sway and bribe you poor people who can't even eat. It's really not that difficult. If it weren't for the secretive guys in the Wizarding Association who were not rich themselves, how would there be such a small number of people rebelling?
"What about Lugaoin City? Are you on guard?" Luokan asked, taking off his helmet and putting it away, revealing a mess of gray hair and beard, looking more like an old lion.
"Even if they can infiltrate, they are just doing some things to sow discord, and they won't be able to cause any big trouble." Mo Bei said with a very firm tone.
Luokan has obviously received some information about this matter. For a group as big as his, there should be quite a few career changers or returning bandits who interact privately.
Seeing that he was silent, Mo Bei told him all about his relocation plan.
"The opportunity now is fleeting. If you miss it, getting a place in Lugaoyin City will be half the effort and full of difficulties. As the leader of the tribe, you still have to find a way out for the tribe!"
Adric and others also beat the drums vigorously among the crowd, and even stated that their good expectations for the future had become established facts, which made many people fascinated.
Rokan exhaled slowly and felt that the plate armor on his body seemed a bit heavy, so he directly unfastened the buckles under his armpits and ribs and took it off.
He suddenly realized that he was already so old, even though he was in a hurry this time and even the weapons were somewhat incompetent. But he had already shown himself defeated in front of his tribe, and had almost lost the position of leader to a traitor, which was a huge blow to him.
Seeing the excited expressions of his tribesmen, he couldn't help but feel a little disheartened. His whole body looked flabby and his back was a little hunched.
The image of the strongest person has been shattered. Are you tired of still trying to hold on to your waist?
He took out the two giant battle axes used in the previous battle, threw them at Mo Bei's feet and said:
"I am no match for you, now you are the new leader of this tribe!"
After saying that, he wanted to turn around and leave, turning a deaf ear to the uproar among the tribesmen.
"Then can you listen to orders?" Mo Bei stopped him.
"...What's going on?" Luo Kan turned around and glanced at Mo Bei angrily. At this time, he looked just like an old man having a tantrum, without any trace of the power of a leader.
"Help me gather the other tribes and persuade them to leave together."
"...Okay!" Luokan only dropped this word, and then walked straight to the large cave next to the clearing as if he didn't want to pay attention to anyone.
Some people subconsciously wanted to follow, but he stopped them with one sentence:
"Don't bother me, I want to sleep!"
Mo Bei smiled and thought that with the old guy's prestige in this desert, this matter would be considered stable.
