Ange walked towards the town with his head hanging down. He looked even more pathetic than an angel skeleton, and he didn't know if he had learned from it.
If Lisa Anna and others were here, they would have relented at this moment: Let’s plant, let’s plant these lands before leaving.
Unfortunately, no one present was soft-hearted and ignored Ange's pitiful look. Nigris even said: "Don't go with the angel skeleton. The wings are too conspicuous. I won't go either. Throw me back to my resting place." Palace, I project onto you.”
"Ouch..." Ange shouted.
The angel skeleton ran to Ange obediently. Maybe it felt that Ange was in a bad mood, so it acted very well-behaved.
The wings were torn off and thrown into the palace of rest. The holy light wiped it, and it was no longer noticeable.
"Hiss--" Luther and the others looked at it with sore teeth, and just tore it off. Although everyone knew that the angel skeleton could not feel pain, the scene still made everyone's teeth sore.
As a corpse lich that couldn't feel pain, Nigris felt a dull pain in his wings when he saw this scene.
In the end, only Nigris himself was thrown back to the Palace of Rest.
The group of people walked towards Karen Town in the distance.
In a ravine not far from here, Farrar, Paladin and others who were returning from escorting Ange were kneeling in a row on the ground, with their hands above their heads, holding the things they earned from Ange in their palms. , basically like magic crystal silver coins.
There are also small packets of holy mushroom powder and holy water. These two are essential for home travel. One can stop trauma and the other can stop diarrhea.
Xia Mara, who had snatched a set of coarse sarongs from somewhere, was pacing back and forth in front of them and asked coldly: "Are these what Ange gave you?"
The wings that were reflected when the angel descended were gone. She was not conspicuous at all when she was dressed in coarse linen clothes, except that her waist was a little thinner.
But the black holy light in her hand made everyone feel chilled. Even the holy light in her hand turned black, and the degree of depravity became deeper and deeper.
Farrar and the Paladins nodded with a grimace, lamenting in their hearts: The extra money is gone, and they hope to save their lives.
Xia Mara was not interested in these things, shook her head, and drew out the power of the Holy Light from them one by one: "Holy Light, give it to me."
Xia Mara's techniques became more and more proficient. The plundering of the Holy Light did not harm the lives of Farrar and others, but made them feel as if their whole bodies had been hollowed out and were very tired.
When the Holy Cavalry Captain was drawn, Xia Mara recognized this person and couldn't help but ask a few more questions: "Your injury is healed, An Gezhi's?"
"Yes...yes, Xiama Lada, sir." The paladin captain didn't even know what to call her. Should he call her sir? She has fallen.
On a first-name basis? What should I do if she is angry? After hesitating, I finally thought it would be better to be more respectful. After all, I am a polite Paladin.
"Why, do you still have the Holy Light in your body?" Xia Mara said as she drew out a ball of Holy Light power from the Paladin Captain.
"Lord Ange helped me recover a little." The Paladin Captain responded honestly.
Xia Mara's eyes lit up: "It is indeed the purest holy light, but it can also help you recover? It's amazing. This is a good idea, so that you are no longer a believer in the church."
Xhamala's words made everyone look confused. Why are they not believers in the church anymore? Isn’t it the purest holy light? Why say church? Aren’t they all talking about bright faith?
Xia Mara did not explain anything, but pressed the paladin captain's shoulders and said, "I will also help you recover a little." The black light on her body poured into the opponent's body.
After all the Paladins and Farrar were robbed of the power of Holy Light, they were in turn injected with black Holy Light.
Farrar looked at his hands with a grimace and murmured: "Is this pollution? It's over, there's no going back. If we are discovered by the Church of Light, we will be the first to be purified."
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Ange and his party walked into Keren Town.
The brass dragon was thrown into the Palace of Rest, and the wings of the angel skeleton were torn off. Without these two most conspicuous features, Ange and his party would not appear to be...
Alas, it is still so conspicuous, such as the angel skeleton without wings, which looks like a dull little girl with dull eyes, fair skin, and petite figure.
At first glance, she looks like a little princess from a noble family. When she appears in a small town on the edge of the desert, she is as conspicuous as the stairway to heaven in the dark.
As soon as they entered the town, they attracted everyone's attention. The eyes of the two mercenaries who were napping on the steps of the tavern next to the entrance of the town lit up and they poked each other. One of them pretended to be nonchalant and walked into the hotel.
Another mercenary stood up and greeted kindly: "Travelers from afar, welcome to Karen Town. I am Mark, a free mercenary. Hello."
This was the first time someone greeted him, and Luther responded enthusiastically: "Hello, Mark, my name is Luther, nice to meet you."
Luther grew up in the Abyss of Rest and came to the human world for the first time. Keren Town was the first human town he had serious contact with, and everything he saw was new.
"Oh, Luther, what a great name. Where are you from and what are you doing in Karen Town? Is there anything I can do to help you?" Mark said with a smile, very kind and enthusiastic, with a neighborly feel. Uncle-like kindness.
"Oh, thank you very much. We were just passing by here. We heard that there is a giant brass dragon entrenched in the oasis in the desert. We are going to find it. I have a friend who wants to ride it." Luther said truthfully.
"Oh my God, your idea is great. You are very courageous. I wish you success. This is the last town in the desert. If necessary, you can get sufficient supplies here." Mark said with admiration. arrive.
Luther responded with a smile: "No, we all have it with us, but thank you for the reminder."
"You're welcome, brave travelers, the Holy Light bless you." Mark smiled sincerely.
"Oh, I wish you peace of soul." Luther responded happily. After walking far away, he said to everyone: "People on the main material plane are so warm and kind."
Everyone nodded in agreement.
When they left through the town, a dozen ferocious-looking mercenaries poured out of the tavern, each with a ferocious look.
The mercenary who had been napping with Mark came over and said, "What's the origin?"
Mark laughed: "They are probably the noble children who were dumbfounded by the knights. They are going to find the brass dragon and say they want to ride the dragon."
Hahahahaha! The whole room burst into laughter.
"I hope they won't pee in fear when they see the brass dragon. I almost peeed in fear the last time I saw it. It was dozens of meters long and one of its toes was thicker than my waist."
"What's wrong? I've already peed, okay?"
"Okay, okay, hurry up and get ready. These are big fish." Mark stopped everyone from laughing and urged: "They should have space magic weapons in their hands. The horse has a sandproof bridle on its head and no wrapping. , but they said they had prepared supplies, and they probably put them in the space magic weapon."
Space magic weapon? So when people hear this term, their eyes suddenly light up. If there is something that is of high value, small in size, and easy to sell, space magic weapon will undoubtedly be ranked first, and it is more practical than any sacred weapon.
After all, weapons are very selective to the user. Those who use swords don’t like knives. Armor needs to match the body shape. Magical accessories need to pay attention to attributes. Only space magic weapons can be used by anyone and are the easiest to get rid of.
With a roar, everyone rushed out of the tavern and got on their horses.
Mark said hurriedly: "Don't hurt them, especially the little girl."
"Don't worry, we won't hurt her. Who doesn't like the fair and tender girl?" A group of people rode out of the town.
Mark didn't go with him. A few knights had seen too many aristocratic children, and a dozen or so people were enough to deal with. He didn't need to go out. He stayed at home, and maybe he could encounter other big fish.
I don’t know whether it was the God of Luck who took pity on him or the God of Misfortune who possessed him. Mark really had his wish come true. Another woman came from outside the town. She was wearing coarse clothes and linen, but her waist, skin and face were all stunning. woman, but the expression on her face is a bit cold.
"Haha, I like this kind of thing that is cold on the outside and hot on the inside." Mark eagerly greeted him warmly: "Oh, this beautiful lady, welcome to Karen Town. My name is Mark. Nice to meet you. you."
