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Chapter 376 The devil is in the world (dog head)

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    The man holding the bow was wearing leather armor and his hair was dirty and almost stuck into dreadlocks.

    ¡° Moreover, the other party¡¯s figure is slightly hunched, his temperament is very gloomy, and he has a lifeless smell.

    Players are different. Because they regard this world as a game and do not really die, most players are full of lively and uplifting traits. Even some special professions, such as thieves, assassins, etc.  There is a peculiar smell, a cold, calm professional temperament.

    "The only thing that can't be is the feeling of lifelessness and despair, as if there is no hope.

    After all, players have a way out no matter what they do.

    Even if this character can no longer be used and is being chased by NPC forces, the worst case scenario is to delete the character and practice again.

    Therefore, it is impossible for players to have a lifeless temperament.

    The magic flame not far away is still burning, and it will take at least half an hour to extinguish it.

    "As for Jason and other members of the Silver Wing Guild, even their armors were burned away, let alone their bodies.

    Not even the ashes can be found.

    Roland was too lazy to wait for the other party to be resurrected. Moreover, even if the other party was resurrected, he would not dare to seek thorns with him again in the future.

    ¡°Then he turned his attention to the direction the magic spider was following and estimated the distance.

    The sneak attack bow holder ran very fast, and almost ran out of the range that the magic spider could track.

    ¡°After all, Roland¡¯s mental power has its limits, and there is a maximum distance between controlling the magic spider and receiving the images sent back by the magic spider.

    The space bubble swallowed him up and then sprayed him out.

    The howling wind rushed into the sky with him and disappeared into the horizon in an instant.

    Roland was not flying high, and he could see the trees below him passing by like running water, chasing the spiritual imprint of the magic spider. In less than a minute, Roland saw a figure running in the woods below, appearing and disappearing.

    And the spiritual imprint of the magic spider is just behind this person.

    It¡¯s him.

    Roland thought, and the space bubble directly projected him to the ground.

    His whole body turned into a white light, and the sound caused by flying at high speed was like the roar of thunder, and it hit the ground directly.

    The huge momentum directly lifted up all the materials more than ten meters around Roland, and the trees further away were almost knocked to the ground by the strong wind.

    The reaction speed of the bow holder was very fast. When Roland was about to fall to the ground, he had already changed direction at a right angle and immediately ran away in the other direction.

    While running quickly with a nervous expression, he turned his head and looked back.

    After the strong wind, there was smoke and dust.

    There was a look of surprise on the lifeless face of the bow holder. This was the first time he saw someone having such exaggerated power after being smashed down from the air.

    But the more this happened, he used all his strength to escape.

    This man is obviously a monster.

    But before he could run a few steps, he suddenly saw something stirring in the smoke, and there was a faint white light.

    Just when it was strange, a creepy feeling suddenly appeared in front of me.

    As an agile professional, the specialty of 'intuitive reaction' came into play at this moment. He jumped instinctively, and then saw a white ice ring almost grazing the soles of his feet.

    Then, he saw a mage in black robes more than ten meters in front of him, smiling and pointing a finger at him.

    The blue arcane missiles were like raindrops all over the sky, like a flower blooming in front of his eyes.

    There is no way to use force in the air, and there is no way to avoid it.

    But this is actually just an illusion. When people feel afraid of things that are stronger than themselves and things that can easily cause harm to themselves, they will instinctively 'exaggerate' them. In the eyes of the bow holder, the sky is full.  The arcane missiles were actually fully loaded, but only twenty-four.

    But that's enough.

    The arcane missiles that erupted like shotguns covered a huge space, and the bow holder jumping in mid-air was directly overwhelmed by this wave of missiles.

    Several arcane missiles hit him, sending him flying back from the air, hitting a big tree, and then slid down softly.

    This man is not dead yet, he is even still struggling to stand up.

    The vitality of professionals is indeed much stronger than that of ordinary people. Ordinary people will definitely turn into a puddle of mud if they are hit by so many arcane missiles.

      Roland slowly stepped forward.

    The bow holder smiled miserably and stuffed something into his mouth.

    Roland raised his hand and fired two consecutive rounds of detoxification and minor injury healing magic.

    The bow holder had eaten poison, and as soon as his face started to turn green, the poison was immediately eliminated by the poison-expelling spell, and another magic was still slowly healing the bow holder's body.

    The bow holder¡¯s dirty face covered with black mud showed some surprise.

    "It's not that easy to die." Roland said gently: "Name the person who instigated you, and I will let you go."

    The bow holder stood up slowly, threw away the bow in his hand, took out a dagger from his back, and sneered: "He actually healed me, an assassin, and was willing to let me go, what a passing mage.  "

    Listening to the other party¡¯s weird voice, Roland didn¡¯t take it seriously and continued: ¡°I can guarantee this with my personality.¡±

    hehe!

    With a disdainful sneer, the assassin made an attack gesture, and powerful killing intent spurted out.

    Roland said helplessly: "You are seriously injured now. Even with treatment, you won't be able to recover so quickly. You are no match for me. Besides, I am the Son of Gold. If you are lucky enough to kill me, I can also"

    At this moment, the assassin showed a smile as if his plan had succeeded, and thrust the dagger in his hand into his heart.

    Roland was stunned.

    ?Then the assassin cut the dagger across with force, half of the heart cavity was cut open, and bright red blood spurted out like spring water.

    The assassin¡¯s smile froze on his face, and his body suddenly fell behind him.

    "Such a serious injury to a vital part cannot be saved with the magic of treating minor injuries alone."

    Roland was stunned for a while and said depressedly: "A dead soldier."

    He flicked his fingers, and the mud surged, pouring the man's body into the ground. This gave him a place to bury him, so that he would not be exposed in the wilderness and be eaten by wild beasts.

    Roland was silent for a while, then flew back to his magic tower.

    At this time, someone posted on the forum that Roland had just crushed a dozen players from the Silver Wing Guild.

    "The profession is too unbalanced, my hands and feet are cold, what do you want a warrior to do?"  ¡·

    Although it has an exaggerated title, the content is quite simple and crude. It doesn¡¯t say anything, just a video.

    It was the process of Roland beating more than a dozen Silver Wings Guild warriors in one minute. The entire video was in black and white, and was accompanied by the melancholy sound of mourning, especially the incompetent rage of Jason's phrase "cheating dog", which was repeated over and over again.  The slow-motion "ghost animal processing" technique highlights his extreme unwillingness and anger.

    Looking at it makes people feel sad, their hands and feet are cold, and they just want to laugh.

    Players responded with a heavy heart, and the one that got the most likes was this sentence.

    ¡®Hell is empty, the devil is in the world (dog head).  '(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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