Chapter 1510: Undead king
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Trafford’s Trading Club
- White Jade Of Sunset Mountain
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- 2021-01-29 01:29:01
Chapter 1510 Undead King
[Nightman] Since entering the temple, there are more and more white robes on the road - these are powerful and powerful guys, even if they have the [artifact] given by the [night watchman], Ibn still does not intend to directly confront these white robes.
Mainly because this [artifact] can only be used seven times... even if it can kill a white robe guard at a time, it can kill up to seven.
So Ibn sneaked away in a chaotic mood... I watched [the night watchman] bravely break into the temple.
He walked far on the road full of corpses, and from time to time found some small things from the clothes of the white robes fallen down on the ground, and then stuffed them into his pockets... all the way.
Perhaps this [night watchman] can really kill the high priest?
Suddenly, this idea rose in the heart of Ibn--because, until this time, the white robes who died in his hands, no less than thirty!
How many white robes can the temple guard have? It’s a hundred and eighty to die. In a short period of time, the [night watchman] has already killed the little half!
"He has more and more powerful artifacts!" Ibn suddenly understood the reason for this [night watchman], but deep inside, the true origin of [night watchman], but also more curious Get up... But even so, he still didn't give up searching for the greatness of the fallen white robes.
"These guys, why are so poor..."
This is the seventh consecutive corpse that Ibn has not touched. These white robes are really nothing but a white robe.
Ibn shook his head and was about to go forward, but the palm of his hand touched something... Some of the things he was very familiar with, the residents of the entire Sun City are also very familiar with: sand!
Ibn looked down and suddenly became scared and pale.
Fallen temple white robes guards, their bodies, at this time turned out to be... gradually cracked open - sand! Their bodies turned into sand, then spread out... spread out!
"This this……"
He was shocked, and when his legs were soft, he fell to the ground, but he groaned and let the body move backwards. Between the panic, Ibn felt that he had hit something.
Looking back, I saw that I was standing behind a guy wearing a white robe guardian costume... but this guy Ibn is recognized!
"It's you?!"
......
Already broke into the interior of the temple... [The Night Watchman] threw the rifle from the hot air on the ground at the muzzle of the hand - the bullet of the rifle has been exhausted, and there is no bullet in this place where the bullet cannot be replenished. The rifle doesn't even have a long knife to be useful.
The white robe guards have not chased, not only because they have killed or the relationship that the new force has not arrived... [The night watchman] took out two pistols from the gun pocket at the waist and carefully proceeded.
It was just inside the temple where the fingers were not visible. At this time, it suddenly became brighter--the light started from the place where the night watcher stood, and pushed forward one by one... until the end.
There is no fork here, there is only a straight road, leading to the deepest part of the temple... [The night watchman] frowned and frowned, then chuckled, looking around the passage, and finally looking at a decoration in the corner of the wall At the stone statue, sneer: "Would you like me to go in?"
It’s too much trouble to go out, or it’s more convenient for you to come in.
Sound... The sound echoes in this bright corridor - this is the voice of the high priest!
[The Night Watchman] snorted and walked slowly along the passage—on the way, the voice of the high priest did not appear again, and the [night watchman] did not speak.
Until, at the end, two huge front doors.
With the opening of these two doors, the [night watchman] suddenly became breathing fast... He even grasped his heart in a subconscious force... It seemed to be painful, and the footsteps were even unstable.
But he also recovered quickly - before the two doors were fully opened.
After these two giant gates, it is a brand new temple. This temple is seen from the outside, just like the temple outside, but it has shrunk a lot.
There is no hot atmosphere in the desert, but it is quite cool... The high priest, at this time, stands in the visible position of the [night watchman].
[The night watchman] came silently... He walked in front of the square outside the temple, but at this moment, the pistol held in his hands suddenly became very heavy, and he immediately took off his hands and fell directly. On the floor of the square... the sound of the impact is very loud.
It is the sound of metal impact.
Not only the pistol on his hands... even the metalwork on his body, it became extremely heavy at this time - this even affected his actions.
Therefore, he looked up at the high priest on the high platform and silently took off his equipment - in addition to the first two guns, there were two pistols, four grenades, and several bullet clips. There is also a tactical saber and a small metal round shield with a folded crossbow and arrow branches behind it.
Finally there is a hammer.
"This is the realm of God, the weapon of mortal, it is best not to bring it in." The high priest said at this time not salty: "You...there are quite a lot of things."
[The night watchman] but sneered, "It’s just a strong electromagnet. Everyone knows it well. Why bother to play the ghost here... It’s hard for you. It’s been a long time to arrange this place. And this city of the sun is also... it’s really hard for you."
I need to know very clearly what everyone lives here, what I have done every day, what I have said, what I even thought about... These are very important materials.
The high priest smiled and said:
You are also yourself. A scholar should be able to understand that when you need to do some kind of research, no matter how cumbersome the preparatory work in the early stage, you will not have any special feelings, and even you will enjoy this process."
"I'm sorry, I haven't had enough to this level." [The night watchman] sneered directly. "I have never liked the cumbersome process, and I prefer to get results directly... save trouble."
The high priest shook his head and suddenly said, "I thought you would hide for a while... Why did you pick this time out?"
"I heard that there are outsiders coming in." [The night watchman] sneered and said: "And it is still an outsider who looks like your most precious guinea pig. So I want to come here and try my luck and see if I can Can't find the way to leave."
"The way to leave, I have been preparing for you." The high priest shook his head: "I have never planned to trap you here forever... Of course, even if you can leave, I don't want to see you can bring here. The memory goes out, so I will do some protection measures."
"It seems that I can't talk." [The night watchman] shook his head: "That's not to talk about it. I believe that if you kill you, I should be able to figure out the things in the temple and go out."
Say, [The Night Watchman] rushes straight toward the high priest.
His pace is very fast... Like a world-class sprinter, the instantaneous muscle bursting ability is the limit of the human body, but in the blink of an eye it has already rushed to the front of the high priest!
The sleeves are smashed, and the daggers polished by a bone slide directly into the palm of your hand, stabbing toward the heart of the high priest... piercing!
No piercing of any difficulty!
But soon, the [night watchman] frowned and stopped – the bone dagger in his hand really pierced the body of the high priest, but he could not cause any harm to him—because the high priest standing in front of him, There is no entity!
"Projection?" [The night watchman] snorted and took back the dagger. It seems to have thought of something. "It seems that every time you seduce people to explore the oasis temple outside, it is not just a simple addition to the population of the Sun City... Over the years, these outstanding scholars have probably created a lot of things for you beyond the outside world."
"This is only a small part." The high priest... The image of the high priest smiled at this moment. "More, it depends on whether you know it or not. Yes, in order to reward you can come here, I Specially prepared a gift for you."
[Nightman] seems to feel the arrival of a crisis, the subconscious directly kneels, and then a gunshot sounds!
The bullet that was shot finally hit the outer wall of the temple and wiped out a cremation... If he didn't lie down, the bullet might have to penetrate his body.
"It's like a beast-like crisis-sensing ability." The projection of the high priest said at this time without admiration.
[Nightman] Since there is no reason to use this projection, there is no other use of projection, but instead stare at the direction of the bullet.
In the distance, at the other smaller entrance, two figures came slowly – they were in tandem.
It was Ibn who walked in front of him... He raised his hands over his head and his legs slammed, apparently being forced by the person behind him.
"Sir, your most loyal servant has come to see you again..." Ibn said ugly at this moment: "But your servant seems to have some trouble, if you don't mind rescuing your servant, your The servant will be grateful... Help!!"
Behind Ibn, a man in a white robe was holding a long black knife and holding on to Ibn’s back, all the way.
The man's face gradually moved out of the back of Ibn... a little bit appeared in front of the [night watchman].
It was amazement that Mr. Otto was captured by the High Priest when Claudia planned to flee the Royal Palace!
"A very interesting scene is right." The projection of the high priest was walking around at the side of the [night watchman]. "Like the gift I have prepared for you."
"It's very interesting." [The night watchman] said lightly: "Looking like a clown... But I started to be bored with your bad taste."
"No matter what you say." The high priest shook his head. "The way to leave is in the temple. If you can come in, I will open it for you..."
[The Night Watchman] looks at the white robe Otto who holds Ibn.
Between the Turks, the white robe Otto kicked Ibn directly, and then slashed the knife toward the [night watchman]... The speed of the white robe Otto was not slow.
[Nightman] In a hurry, only the bones of the hand can be used to resist the resistance - only the boned dagger can not resist the black long knife in the white robe Otto... The boned dagger is cut open instantly!
The long knife drew a shallow mouth on the gray-haired skin of the [night watchman]... After that, a drop of blood dripped from the arm of the [night watchman].
At this time, the [night watchman] who had no weapons faced the white robe Otto, and was completely at a disadvantage. He only avoided the attack of the white robe Otto by constant dodging.
"You have become hesitant." The high priest suddenly said at this moment: "It seems that even if you are, you can't maintain the usual reason."
"I really like the bad character of pretending to be a ghost." In the process of fighting with the white robe Otto, the [night watchman] was not busy responding to the speech of the high priest.
"Have the gods and ghosts?" The high priest looked at the [night watchman] quite interestingly at this time, and suddenly said: "If it is you, isn’t it better than anyone else to believe in the existence of God... because of your own, It’s a miracle.
"Every living person is already a miracle that cannot be copied." [The night watchman] said quickly: "Only those who want to control it can not feel the beauty brought by this miracle. I want to tarnish it."
The high priest turned his head and looked at it.
Suddenly, he slowly sighed and said calmly: "I want to invite you as my companion. For many years, you have been the most attractive person I have ever encountered in my life. The appearance of it even made me unexpected... Originally, I thought that you were just an ordinary scholar, but I didn’t expect that the term you scholar used on you was originally an insult to you...you I am history, a living history. Don't reject me this time, and explore the mystery of life with me... Otto, the undead king."
[Nightman] The body suddenly became stiff.
The long knives of the white robe Otto squat down at this moment, breaking the skull of the animal head on his head, and a face familiar to Ibn suddenly emerges.
"You...you?" Ibn blinked and his eyes wide open, looking back and forth at the white robe Otto and the [night watchman]. "You... are you twins?!"
Different from Ibn’s surprise at this time, after seeing the true face of the [night watchman], the white robe Otto did not react at all... his attack did not even stop.
At the same time, in the face of the white robe Otto's aggressive attack at this time, [the night watchman] did not evade, hard to let the white robe Otto's long knife pierce his shoulder!
This kind of undesirable play, but [night watchman] in exchange for the opportunity to win ... with the hand to grasp the white robe Otto pierced into the long knife of his body, the [night watchman] sleeves again drawn A boned dagger.
Without hesitation, the [night watchman] directly pierced the throat of the white robe Otto with a bone dagger.
White robe Otto did not show the painful color, he was pierced by the throat, but he stumbled on the ground in an instant, his body gradually split, and then... turned into sand!
The high priest suddenly patted the palm of his hand. "Sure enough, no matter how many copies are copied, you can't match you as the body... you really are special."
"Xie Jiatu...prank here!" [The night watchman] looked up at this time. "I am not interested in too much intersection with you, but you don't want to trap me in this ghost place... otherwise, I will Use every means to turn this into a ruin! You will never know, a madman who has long afflicted his long life, what he wants to do next..."
Said, [night watchman] Otto directly pulled out the knife on his shoulder, then tore the clothes, wrapped a few circles around the shoulder with a cloth strip, and then lifted the black long knife.
"Charcoal fiber... no wonder." [The night watchman] was very cold, with a black knife, he walked toward the high priest step by step.
He walked directly from the projection of the high priest, and even walked into the miniature temple without even looking at the projection.
(End of this chapter)