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Not long after Ye Zhongming and others left the Holy City, the clarion call for expedition was sounded in the city for a long time.
The Royal Guards, the First Royal Team, the two most powerful teams in the Holy City, plus three slave armies, were neatly arranged in the square under the palace.
Many people from the Holy City heard the news and came to see what happened.
However, these teams left the city directly and stopped those meddlesome people in the holy city.
Bachelet followed the team tremblingly, and she was very confused. Why did the army take him with them when they went on an expedition?
Yesterday¡¯s transaction with those Chinese people was not discovered. Why did you bring yourself?
Having blue equipment and powerful puppets in his hands did not give Bachelet any confidence or courage. He was still timid and feared too many things.
However, after all, he is still a six-star evolver, and he is not very afraid of His Majesty the King, because the old man treats him very well and even gives him some professional scroll skill scrolls to sell.
So the South American hesitated for a long time and went to find His Majesty the King. He didn¡¯t want to know why he was taken with him, he just wanted to know if he could go back.
Those guards naturally wanted to stop him, but not everyone could see His Majesty casually. However, after the report, His Majesty decided to see Bachelet.
The South American bent down and entered His Majesty's unique ornate beast carriage with a groveling look.
The hill-like red lion that the guard captain mentioned was pulling the beast cart.
"Your Majesty, my beloved Majesty, hello, may God always protect you."
Bachelet knelt before the king, extremely pious.
Yes, kneel down.
This six-star evolver actually knelt in front of the old king.
The king was sitting on the throne in the huge beast carriage, looking at Bachelet kneeling in front of him with a smile, a kind look on his face.
There are not only these two people in the beast cart, but more than a dozen people. In addition to the king, there are also the captain of the guard who bullied Bachelet yesterday, the leaders of several war teams, the king's favorite youngest son, etc.
These people all looked at the South American with a half-smile.
Bachelet just raised her head and quickly lowered her head again. For some reason, an ominous premonition arose in her heart.
"Bachelet, what do you want from me?" King Ahmed asked in a friendly tone.
When he saw this man kneeling before, King Ahmed felt unusually satisfied. This awe-inspiring feeling was so good.
Most people hate this end of the world and yearn for the old world, but Ahmed is different. He thanks and praises this end of the world.
Because it was the coming of the end that gave him, a dying old man, a second spring.
The withered old body became younger, the dim old eyes became clear, the half-deaf hearing recovered, and he even regained the ability to conquer women in bed.
That was something he had not tasted for many, many years.
After that, he evolved all the way to the current seven-star level, which not only extended his life, but also mastered greater power.
As for how many human bones and lives his evolutionary level represents, Ahmed doesn¡¯t care.
He is now one of the two kings of West Asia.
Among the rights he has, the one that fascinates him the most is controlling the life and death of others.
And now, he is going to do something like this.
"Your Majesty, I, I, am not a warrior. I ask your permission to return to the Holy City to continue my scroll manufacturing."
Although Bachelet didn't feel very good just now, she thought that her profession was still useful to His Majesty. Even if His Majesty could no longer use it, she could still create value for him. He felt relieved again and even began to prepare for what he would do if he got permission. Go and thank His Majesty.
However, the answer he hoped for never came, and later, he heard something that shocked him.
"Bachelet, you know, the advent of roulette has placed the luck of everyone in the world at a very high position. Many people are not so talented, not so brave, and not so hardworking, but But he got something that those who were more talented, braver and worked harder than him could not get. I think this is unfair."
Ahmed looked down at the South American who was kneeling on the ground and did not get up, like a god!
"And you are like this"?. "
Bachelet was shocked and turned pale. She suddenly raised her head and looked at His Majesty. She didn¡¯t know how he said this. The sense of crisis in her heart became stronger and stronger.
"In the past, although we all knew that you were cowardly and timid, we had no choice because we needed your ability. But now, your ability will not be exclusive to you."
"Your Majesty, what do you mean?"
"What my father means is that he wants to take away your ability and give it to someone who is truly qualified to possess it!"
Next to King Ahmed, a young man who looked like he had just grown up stood up. There were powerful fluctuations in his body, which were very pure. If Ye Zhongming were here, he would know that this was someone who had only taken the evolutionary potion but not the A situation unique to the evolver of any professional skill.
"What?!"
Bachelet stood up, and strangely, at this time, his trembling body calmed down.
"Someone presented to my father asoul-lifting scroll, which can perfectly peel off a person's occupation. It is truly perfect, retaining the level, proficiency formula of the occupation, etc. You should understand now, right? "
The young man smiled because he was exactly the 'qualified person'. He was the king's favorite youngest son. He did not want to go out and risk fighting, and his father did not want him to go. For this reason, Ahmed Someone was specially asked to 'offer' a soul-lifting scroll so that he could stay in the palace and enjoy his safe and happy life.
Bachelet felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. He suddenly thought about many things, and his mind had never been so clear before.
Then, his whole body began to tremble again, but this time, he did it on purpose.
Then, amidst the laughter and disdain of these people, he quickly put on the blue armor, pants and shoes, and summoned the puppet.
Also, he used countless auxiliary scrolls towards himself!
?Bachelet, who has never had a formal battle, is desperate.
At this time, if you don¡¯t fight hard, you will really die.
¡°It¡¯s a pityhe didn¡¯t succeed.
His level is not low, and he has secretly given himself various attribute-improving scrolls. His physical attributes are all in "speed"!
He even learned some skills.
However, he was too inexperienced after all. He didn't know how to combine his abilities and how to use them, so he only lasted for more than ten seconds before the puppet was killed and he himself was pinned down. on the ground.
"You really surprised me, Bachelet, was this equipment made by the Chinese for you?" Ahmed stepped down from the throne, came to the South American who was still trying to struggle, and touched the brand new blue armor. , there is unhidden greed in his eyes.
"I like you, and I also like the Chinese people wearing hundreds of sets of good equipment that Harmandan brought, but you should go to hell."
After saying that, a dark scroll with black light appeared in his hand, and it was imprinted into Bachelet's body amidst Bachelet's last scream.
A moment later, the South American turned into a mummy, and floating on his corpse was a scroll of a writer's profession.
"After one day's cooling time, my dear son, this thing will be yours."
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