Vol 2 Chapter 283: Death Skull Banner

The pattern that appeared on that flag was a minimalist skull logo.
There are no smooth edges, every trace is the intersection of straight lines and straight lines, with sharp edges and corners, with the body of chaos as the fuel, the pure fire is burning, and the pale silver flame is particularly conspicuous on the black night owl feathers.
The Demon Hunter controls the power of [Pure Fire], but the purifying power of the flame slowly reduces its output, slowly being equal to the speed of self-repair of the nuns.
Ever since he ate [Pulling Brother's Golden Apple], Xu Yichen has been suppressing his urge to burn the nuns.
[Not so complete pendant] There are two upgrade channels for this equipment, one is to continue to collect the beacons thrown from the void by the Grey Knight Caldo Deligo until it becomes a [complete pendant], or whatever thing.
The other way is to collect the blood of the followers of the four evil gods of the Void. At present, the demon hunter has received rewards from three of the evil gods, which are "Nurg's Blessing", "Terrorist Praise", and "Tricky Gaze". , Only the reward of sorrow is bad.
Use pure fire to burn the wreckage of the nun of sex, this reward may be gathered.
But Xu Yichen didn't plan to do this, because he didn't know what the consequences would be. After all, mortals could not understand what the Four Evil Gods did. This was originally what his teacher Aragorn said when he introduced the Four Evil Gods.
But at that time, he thought it was part of the background of the game, and now it was completely different. The Demon Hunter didn't dare to bet, even if the equipment itself came from the Gray Knight himself.
This is the instinct of a fighter, Xu Yichen only believes in his own strength, not the promise of others.
Under the deliberate control of the demon hunter, [Pure Fire], like the most loyal servant, becomes gentle, slowly burning the flesh of the colored nun.
The faint "pop" sound when the protein zooms is endless. Although there is no burning smell, many people still wrinkle their noses subconsciously.
"Yes, I like your artistic style very much." The female warrior hugged her shoulders and looked at the skull banner carefully: "Although I think the silver white is a bit of a scorpion, this flame makes up for the lack of momentum!"
Can there be no momentum! Xu Yichen abruptly made this banner into a dynamic picture. Compared with the banners of other battle groups, I don't know where it is so high.
"Goodness, I have experienced an unknown but endless Zen in this flame. I don't know what's the secret in it?" The monk Tang Sanzang approached the banner and examined the skull pattern: "Using human As a sign, the skull reflects the spirit of facing death, very good, very good..."
The unbearable Feng Wuyi pulled the master's clothes, dragged the monk behind, and carefully explained to Tang Sanzang the reason why the flame could continue to burn.
Master Sanzang's face became more and more ugly. Although he knew that chaos represented the most filthy side of the world, this cruel behavior still made him somewhat unacceptable.
Such a ruthless and unrelenting style of doing things reminded Tang Sanzang of those fledgling young people on the land of China.
They just came out suddenly, with a sincere heart to the whole world. They really believe that all human beings are equal, everyone should have the same resources, and only because of acquired efforts can they be divided into ranks.
But how do they know that the world has its own set of laws to maintain orderly operation?
Then in reality, Tang Sanzang, who was slapped with a set of ten slaps of the dragon, turned around three times, looking for teeth all over the floor, a hundred years of heritage, a thousand years of ancient temples, and ten thousand years of rules, failed to stop those people.
Relying on their unbelief in evil spirits, those people have stirred up the wind on the rivers and lakes, countless martial arts heroes, and rivers and lakes errants put their heads to the ground overnight, and the famous sect who controlled the famous mountains and rivers closed their doors forcibly. pay.
A Suppressing Martial Order made the entire Song Empire completely unrecognizable. Those people also used this style. They used flying fish flags and arrested people everywhere. As long as they had been guilty, they would immediately rectify the Fa.
If you catch it under a tree, you will hang it on the tree; if you catch it by the river, you will drown in the water; if you catch it in the city, you will be beheaded at the vegetable market;
It was in that situation that Tang Sanzang went to sea from the Song Empire, far away from the homeland that became extremely dangerous, even though Master Sanzang was a kind-hearted monk.
However, the temple where he is located has a large area of ​​fertile land that does not need to pay taxes, and thousands of long-term workers in charge of farming.
The change is coming too quickly, and there is no time for them to adapt, or those people have never thought about adapting themselves to the new order. They originally wanted to completely destroy the old forces.
At this time, Master Sanzang felt that no matter where he fled, he couldn't avoid these people. Is this the general trend? For a while, thoughts flew in the monk's mind.
And at this stall, at the edge of the Black Forest, a group of green-skinned orcs seemed to have just awakened from sleep~EbookFREE.me~ carrying their own weapons, and gathered under the command of a taller orc than other green-skinned orcs. .
On the back of the tall orc, a blood-red mark was covered, and it seemed that someone had directly branded it with a metal soldering iron.
If the Demon Hunter were here, he would definitely find the mark on the shield of the Terrorist Champion. At this time, the green-skinned eyes were red, and he was carrying an axe with a blade like a sawtooth in his hand. The fangs that grow supreme are nearly half a meter long.
"You, from now on! Follow me!" The tall greenskin panted heavily, patrolling the embarrassed greenskins around, shouting loudly: "I am! Fang Growler! Your new boss! Aaaagh !"
"Ours, boss, Iron Overlord!" A green skin who had just woken up swayed from the ground, his bulging muscles looked quite burly and powerful: "Iron Overlord! Strong and invincible! The most aaagh!"
Many green skins around followed it and screamed a few times, and then one green skin scratched his head, and said with some confusion: "Iron Overlord, no head, weak?"
It's a pity that this green-skinned head was smashed directly into the chest cavity with Fang Growler's axe, and he couldn't ask any more questions.
Fang Roarer smashed a loud green skin with an axe. It didn't bother to tell which guy was shouting the slogan of Iron Overlord Qiang Invincible. It roared with a louder voice: "I! Fang Roar Who! Boss! Aaagh than Iron Overlord! Or! Die!"
The green skin who had just woke up shook his head and wiped his companion's blood off his face. Feeling that the new boss looked aaagh, he took the lead and shouted: "aaaaagh! Fangs are the new boss!"
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