Chapter 488: War of death

The holy warrior didn't say anything on the side, and even quietly retreated far away. It's not that he doesn't want to talk to him, he is afraid that he will also get in when he talks, and now the old immortal is trying to talk to him.
It would be best if everything were followed by the old immortal. Although this kind of thing is relatively slim, you must know that dragons are greedy, and it might be impossible if you don't produce a little blood, but it is always good to have a little less.
"This penalty! It doesn't mean anything, but if your compensation makes me satisfied, I will let you go." Omega looked at the crowd, and the disdain on his face was eloquent. Obviously he didn't think these people could give him anything. Compensation to his satisfaction.
"Hey! Hey, let's make a few gestures. It's okay for you two to make it one by one, or two together, or all of you make it together. If you lose, just stay here." Omega Looking at the two saint-level powerhouses excitedly, obviously he is more interested in fighting.
The gray-haired old man and the saint warrior looked at each other. They still had a little confidence, even if they couldn't beat them, they wouldn't lose. After all, they were two saint-level powerhouses. But looking at Omega's posture, it seemed that they wished that they would choose to fight, which made both of them feel a little confused.
"Hurry up! What do you choose? Do you choose to fight?" Omega was eager to try.
"Uh... Under the crown of the dragon, don't be joking. We are not your opponent if we are tied together! We confessed! But... I don't know if that guy admits to punish or not." The gray-haired old man used The chin pointed in the direction of the holy warrior, the holy warrior sneaked back, but he saw it all, how could he let that guy out of it!
"Are you punished? Oh! It's so boring, I thought I could do you a guy!" Omega sighed with disappointment.
"Don't you tell me to confess?" Omega looked at the holy warrior eagerly.
Seeing Omega's eyes, the holy warrior couldn't help but shudder, and hurriedly said with a smile: "Under the crown of the dragon, congratulations, you got the right answer. I also confessed and confessed!"
"Ah...Ah! You guys are too boring! Admit your punishment! What about you? Not so spineless? I can give you a hand." Omega looked at the shrimp soldiers and crabs with some expectation. .
"Master Mianxia, ​​we confess!" The two men of the gray-robed old man were so frightened that they nodded and laughed.
Just kidding, their master gray robe old man is a holy magister, he dare not make a mistake, the two of them are a fart! The two of them faced the dragon, not to mention having one hand, even using one finger was not something they could resist.
Omega seemed to have guessed the thoughts of the two people a long time ago, so he did not show any disappointment. After all, the difference in strength was too big, and he did not have much interest.
Suddenly a somewhat hoarse voice said, "I really want to try it!"
Hearing this voice, Omega was a little surprised, followed the voice and saw that it turned out to be a half-holy magister with a graceful figure and a mask.
When the holy warrior heard this sound, a stride rushed to her side and grabbed her. The half-holy magister was wearing a mask, and he couldn't help covering her mouth.
"That...under the crown of the giant dragon, you must not be familiar with her, she is crazy!" The holy warrior said eagerly.
"Under the crown of the dragon, don't listen to his nonsense, I am normal. You are the emerald dragon, the pinnacle of wood magic. I am an eighth-level wood magister, and I am still half a step away from the holy magister. I feel that the threshold of the holy rank is close in front of me, but I just can't catch it. I think fighting with you once will definitely give me more insights, and it is very possible to break the threshold of the holy rank." The voice trembled slightly from excitement.
"It's kind of interesting! Do you know the result of losing the battle with me?" Omega's face was stern, without the excitement she had just now, her voice was a little cold. I don't know if it was because of the challenge of the Half-Holy Magister that he felt shameless, or other reasons.
"I know, it's just a death. I'm mentally prepared." The Half-Holy Magister seemed a little excited, and his voice didn't sound so hoarse.
"You can't die! What should I do if you die?" The holy warrior held her shoulders with both hands, shaking with excitement.
"It was a mistake between me and you!" The half-holy magister's voice was calm, but it made people feel miserable.
The holy warrior froze for a moment, then took a step back slowly, and asked unwillingly, "We have been together for so long, can't you still forget the past?"
The half-holy magister sneered and said: "Forget? What do you want me to forget? Forget that you killed my parents, or forgot that you once insulted me?"
"I love you too much. From the very beginning I saw you and I couldn't help but fall in love with you. Everything I did was to get you. And if it weren't for me, how could you have achieved what you are now?" The soldier roared loudly, and the purple vindictiveness on his body rose up.
The gray-haired old man watched indifferently, but he was surprised. Unexpectedly, there seemed to be many stories between the holy warrior and his half-holy magister. It seemed that the half holy magister had no love for the holy warrior, but was full of hatred.
Although the gray-haired old man is not young, he still maintains a gossip heart, especially the protagonist is the holy warrior that he hates. At this moment, he was erecting his ears and widening his eyes, listening carefully to every detail, for fear that he would miss it and never see it again.
"If I don't have the potential, I'm afraid I would have been like other people, turned into a dead bone, right?" The half-holy magister grabbed the grimace mask on his face, and slammed it to the ground. Shattered.
Everyone was stunned when they saw the face of the Half-Holy Magister, and her face looked like she was in her early twenties. Although everyone knows that this is just a beauty, but still have to admit that she is indeed a beauty.
If she could reach the strength of the Half-Holy Magister in her early twenties, then she would have already become a world-famous person, and how could she have fallen to the present stage.
The half-holy magister knew very well that the battle with the emerald dragon was absolutely dead. She was already determined to die, so the anger that had been suppressed in her heart for many years burst out.
"You...Have you forgotten that I have saved you many times in times of crisis?" The holy warrior is still trying to dispel her begging for death.
"Yes, I naturally did not forget. But you seem to have forgotten. It is because of you that I have experienced so many dangers. If I can choose, I would rather be my ordinary person!" The beauty glanced at the holy warrior, her eyes It became more and more cold.
"Have you two finished talking?" Omega said impatiently.
"Uh..." Seeing that Omega had a tendency to deal with him no matter how nonsense, the holy warrior hurriedly stopped talking.
Seeing that the holy warrior is no longer talking nonsense, Omega calmly looked at the beauty and asked, "Do you want to die or step into a higher realm, or just seek liberation?"
The beauty smiled sadly, and it made people feel a little pity.
"Is there any difference? After fighting with you, even if I can really touch the threshold of the highest level, I am afraid it is meaningless. Will you let anyone who dares to challenge your authority casually? It will eventually die. What is the point of discussing what I am doing?"
Omega thought for a while, hesitated, and asked: "You are defeated. If I don't kill you, can you let go and be my servant?"
"Servant? Haha, how is it different from mine now? There is no self, no freedom, and only humiliation is left. Death is the best relief for me. If I can realize that I can realize that I am strong before I die. The power of the person is a blessing to me." The beauty shook her head, as if she had already seen life and death.
"Okay, then! Wait a minute for me." Omega nodded, saying nothing more. He understood that since this woman was determined to die, it was useless to say anything now.
Omega looked at the eighth-level magister and the golden warrior, and said with a smile: "If you still want to survive, give me your valuables and storage space!"
"Of course, you can also choose to fight with me like her, and after death, all the spoils will belong to me." Omega pointed to the semi-sage magister and said.
The two looked at each other, then looked at the gray-haired old man, their eyes were full of prayers, hoping that the gray-haired old man would help them speak.
They carry almost all the belongings. How can they rest assured to put the belongings in other places? Anyway, there is space for the ring, which solves the problem of inconvenience to carry. But now, if all of them are handed over, it means that they have been busy for most of their lives in vain. How could they be willing to hand over others and make wedding dresses for others.
"Under the dragon's crown, is this requirement a little harsher, it's all their life's hard work, can you raise your hand?" The gray-haired old man sighed and had to intercede.
Omega nodded, and said solemnly: "It is a lifetime effort on one side, and a lifetime on the other. Is it hard to choose? Or should I choose for them? Just give up this life, reincarnate, and be a good person in the next life. Give me your hard work!"
Hearing Omega's words, everyone's faces were a little green, it was Mingqiang! If you don't give it, you will kill you, and let others be good people in the next life. Are you a good person first? But no one dared to say this.