Chapter 782: Black snow

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Looking at Ebil's smile, Lin Mo fell into silence. It took a while before Lin Mo nodded. Lin Mo said, "I understand."
At this time, the desolate color on Ebil's smile had disappeared, and there was a hint of cunning in his eyes. Ebil shook his head and said, "No, you don't understand. At least you don't understand now."
Then Ebil's eyes began to move around. He first glanced at the mansion of the orc prophet, and then his eyes swept around Frost City on this day. Finally he raised his head and looked at the sky and said, "Although it is snowy here, it has become a bit desolate. This dark chaos."
His voice is not high, but every byte is very clearly passed into Lin Mo's ears. Lin Mo nodded: "I don't like this dark turmoil either..."
"Don't talk about this first." Ebil shook his head and said, "Let's rush to the Lunar Eclipse Palace first and raise your strength to the sage level first." His gaze became far-reaching: "This turmoil Both the scale and intensity of it will increase over time."
Lin Mo didn't speak, but said inwardly: "It's the same as I thought."
Ebil stretched out his immature palm and held a light blue snowflake. Then at this time he sighed slightly: "It was this heavy snow that caused the monster door to change. But now all the masters have been summoned to the secret time and space, otherwise the initiator of the dark turmoil will not It would be so unscrupulous."
Lin Mo's heart moved slightly: "Is the ruler you said is a big level above the sage?"
Ebil said: "No one has told you these secrets... you are right, it is true." After saying this, Ebil smiled and continued: "You will know these things later. Let's get that equipment first."
Lin Mo nodded. This time Ebil didn't hold Lin Mo's clothes anymore, but walked ahead to lead Lin Mo.
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At this time, the prophet stared deeply at the location of Lin Mo and Ebir. Then it was at this moment that he reached out and held his hand to the void. Then a container of wine appeared in the palm of the prophet.
Although the age of the prophet is very high, the palm of his outstretched hand at this time is still as smooth as marble. The orc prophet retracted his outstretched arm, and then he opened the cap of the glass container and took a sip of the liquor slowly.
The helmet standing on the side sniffed at this moment, and then he swallowed unconsciously. There is no other reason, it is because the wine held by the orc prophet is too mellow. And the helmet happens to be a person who likes to drink.
The orc prophet took another sip of wine. Then at this moment his eyes fell on the helmet. So at this moment the Orc Prophet smiled slightly and said, "Want to have a drink?"
The helmet nodded frequently like a chicken pecking at rice. So the helmet saw the prophet take out an amber cup from the void, and the cup was polished very round, like a precious work of art.
Then the orc prophet tilted his wine container slightly, and poured out a clear glass of wine. Then the prophet loosened the amber wine glass in his hand, and then the amber wine glass stayed in the void like this.
The amber wine glass stood steadily in the air, without splashing any liquor. The orc prophet waved his hand, and the wine glass came to the front of the helmet like this, without splashing a drop of wine on the ground.
In this way, the helmet got an amber glass full of liquor. The helmet held back a little, and then couldn't bear it anymore, he held the wine glass and drank the wine in it.
The helmet's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked very enjoyable. Then he looked at the wine container in the hands of the orc prophet. The Orc Prophet said: "No, I have to drink the rest. But..."
"But what?" the helmet said in a low tone. He rubbed the round amber wine glass in his hand, and then stared at the wine glass in his hand tightly, as if the wine in the glass would refill as long as he watched eagerly.
The orc prophet smiled and said: "When you reach the sage-level combat power, I will give you ten pots of such fine wine."
Hearing these words, the helmet suddenly raised his head: "Really?" His eyes were burning with fiery flames, and he licked his dry lips.
"Naturally take it seriously." The Orc Prophet said with a slight smile. Then it was at this time that a sharp snowflake flew over without knowing where. This black snowflake flew out like an arrow toward the prophet's position~EbookFREE.me~ At this time, the prophet seemed to be unaware, but just raised his arm and took a sip of the mellow wine in the container.
At this time, the helmet finally found something wrong, he glanced at the place where the black snowflakes were flying, and his pupils dilated in an instant. He shouted: "Be careful!"
The orc prophet naturally put down the container in his hand. Then he raised his head slightly and glanced at the flying black snowflakes. At this time, an invisible storm surged toward the position of the black snowflake.
Then the invisible stormy waves hit black snowflakes and shattered at this moment. Then at this time, the orc prophet already shouted very solemnly: "Open!"
So at this time, it was polluted by black snowflakes with black waves, and it burst at this time. The prophet stared faintly into the distance, and then he said: "You should understand that your pollution has very little effect on our level of existence."
His words did not receive any response, but at this time the prophet took another sip of wine. The helmet also nodded slightly at this time. He knew that the orc prophet had acted like this, and that meant it was all right. Some evil existence that was watching here has already receded like a tide.
After the helmet was relieved, he only heard the orc prophet sigh faintly at this moment: "Grow up quickly... Our old bones can't hold on for long." His voice was scattered in the wind.
Although the helmet fully understood the words of the orc prophet, there was still a trace of doubt in his heart...
At this time, Lin Mo was fighting a fierce tiger monster. Although it is a monster, there is already a faint black flame around its body, which is a sign of demonic transformation.