Chapter 629: Squeeze the legend

The lobby was quiet for a few seconds.
The men who were talking about it looked at Athena coming in from the door, and their eyes were amazing. With such a beautiful and unique temperament, and at a glance, you can see that there are women warriors with powerful strength, even in the new continent where there are countless transcendents, there are not many.
The few women present were full of jealousy at Asina's appearance and smooth skin.
call out!
Some people have already drunk a lot, the alcohol is on their heads, they can't help but whistle, and look at Asina's eyes full of aggression, with a flirtatious gesture.
"What a beautiful girl!"
"Hahaha..." The men roared with laughter.
Someone took the lead, and everyone became bolder, whistles one after another, and some even uttered foul language through drinking, and there was a lot of cheers in the lobby.
They dare not really do anything to Asina, but the maid in the hotel suffers.
"what……"
Amid the screams, a maid was hugged into her arms by the man next to her, her rough and powerful palms grabbed her, but her eyes were fixed on Athena, and her mouth let out a wanton laugh.
Asina frowned.
The jokes of these men are more about their appreciation of their beauty, although some people are nasty, as long as they don't show it, she won't mind.
However, this kind of obscene behavior is too much.
Her footsteps stopped, and she was hesitating whether to make a move, and there was an unsentimental voice around her.
"Humph."
The indifferent cold snort made everyone in the lobby hear clearly, as if they were in their ears.
Raistlin succeeded in attracting people's attention and cast his eyes subconsciously.
Then, anyone who looked at him was instantly struck by lightning. They seemed to have seen the most terrifying thing in the world, their spirits were severely impacted, their pupils dilated a few times, their eyes were bloodshot, and they were standing still but trembling and twitching slightly, and they seemed to be going crazy soon.
Some weak-willed people were even so scared that they urinated their pants on the spot, but their bodies did not listen to their orders and could not move.
Delirium!
This is the ability of the Secret Touch clone.
It has an effect similar to the "fear technique", which can be released by the gaze, and passively triggered by other people's eye contact with oneself. It is impossible to prevent, and it will not scare people like a fear technique.
Of course, not everyone is controlled by delirium.
In the lobby, there are several extraordinary people with strong will, and some people have spiritual protection magic items, resisting the passive triggering of delirium, and keeping their minds sober.
The transcendent who ravaged the maid is one of them.
He is a legendary strong man, so he dared to provoke Athena unscrupulously. He immediately threw away the maid, stood up and slapped the table, and said angrily: "New rookie, this is Saint Fangjig, you can’t run wild. Place, it's better to roll back to the empire."
The corners of Raistlin's mouth raised, but he was actually a little surprised.
Sure enough, there is no easy person for the transcendent who can navigate the New World. Not only can the opponent see at a glance that he is coming to Albert Bay for the first time, but he can also guess that he is from the Empire.
I'm afraid other people can see it too, so they dare to be presumptuous.
Newcomers are always easier to bully.
Raistlin looked at the opponent blankly. He was nearly two meters tall, strong and vigorous, wearing dark red enchanted armor, and a two-handed sword leaning on the table. He looked domineering and full of fierce faces. The eyes of his soul showed that he was eleventh-level. Great Sword Master.
The Great Sword Master is not alone, and the two or three tables nearby should be his subordinates. When the Great Sword Master provoked just now, more than a dozen people followed him.
It seems that this is a mercenary group or soul hunting group.
Among them, there are many high-level transcendents, more than half of them are middle-level and above, and their professional configuration is also very reasonable. Together with the legendary swordsman headed by them, the average strength is definitely the upper level in Albert Bay.
The New World is a naked world where the weak eat the strong and the strong respect the strong.
The great sword master dares to molest in public, and his strength is his greatest confidence.
Raistlin glanced at him indifferently, his contemptuous attitude was undoubtedly revealed, and said in a non-ups and downs tone: "A little lesson. Whoever dares to look indiscriminately, be careful of his own eyes."
At this time, the transcendents in the lobby gradually got rid of delirium.
When they heard Raistlin's words, their eyes were filled with horror, and they quickly turned their heads.
The Great Sword Master sneered, staring at Raistlin and cursed: "I am Wilson, the head of the Bloodblade Mercenary Corps. I can see whoever I like. Can you control it?"
As he spoke, his hand was already on the hilt of the sword.
Some people in the Bloodblade Mercenary Group also recovered their sobriety. They got up and drew their weapons, raised their staffs and longbows, and only waited for the commander to rush up to kill this ignorant wizard.
This group of subordinates gave Wilson greater confidence.
He turned his gaze to Asina, with no scruples in his eyes, and the men of the Bloodblade Mercenary Group also made strange laughs, completely not paying attention to Raistlin's threat.
The transcendents knew the situation was about to start.
The Bloodblade Mercenary Group is the leader of the Hunter Point Wharf, and the Golden Gate Hotel is where they settled. They usually make trouble with their strength. From the group leader Wilson to the group members are not good people, arrogant and domineering, taking and grabbing, many people suffered a big loss in their hands, and even lost their lives.
At first glance, these two supernatural beings are imperials who have just arrived in the New World. They should be very powerful. The female warrior who caused the conflict should be a legend, while the young wizard can't see through it, and at best it is a legend.
But how can the general legend be the opponent of the bloodblade mercenary group that has experienced many battles?
They are afraid that they will suffer.
Before this idea fell, people heard the wizard say: "It's in control." Then he raised his hand to Wilson, apparently wanting to cast a spell.
"you wanna die!"
Wilson's reaction was extremely quick. Before the wizard started his hand, he shouted: "Brothers, give it to me..." At the same time, he waved his two-handed sword and attacked.
Snapped!
A silent lash fell and hit the heads of all members of the Bloodblade Mercenary Corps, causing them to tremble all over, hugging their heads and rolling on the ground, screaming in pain.
Six-ring spiritual spell-mental flay.
Below the legend, unless you wear the best spiritual amulet or possess protective elements similar to the iron will, it is almost impossible to resist the group-wide mental flogging.
Immediately, the entire Bloodblade Mercenary Corps was left with Wilson charging.
But he only took two or three steps, and he didn't even show his strength. A huge palm emerged from the void. The translucent palm was as big as two tables put together, like the hands of a giant Titan. Quickly and accurately, he caught the target in one hand.
Wilson was grasped by a giant palm and lifted him up in the air.
The giant palm shrank in five fingers, but he struggled desperately to no avail. The seemingly light and transparent palm had terrifying power. The two-handed sword was directly crushed, and the armor on his body crackled and rattled like a crushed iron can. The same sunken.
Wilson's internal organs were squeezed and burst instantly, and blood spurted from his mouth.
"what!"
Wilson just yelled, and a thick pillar of flame fell and poured it into his mouth accurately to block the scream.
"Flame torrents" also flowed in from the neck, scurrying through the armor, burning every inch of his skin. After a few seconds, wisps of flames emerged from the gaps in the armor. Through the giant palms, he could be seen turning into a fireman, burning all over his body.
The vitality of the legendary transcendent is very tenacious, only the four-ring "torrent of flames" can not burn him for a while, but in this case, the strong restoring power is a kind of torture.
Raistlin's spellcasting did not end.
A five-ring "touch of pain" fell instantly and blessed Wilson's body, increasing his pain sensation tenfold.
In the end, an invisible sound-proof force field enveloped Wilson, making his screams unable to be heard.
All this happened in a flash.
The other transcendents in the lobby didn't even react, and the battle was over. The bloodblade mercenary group lay down on the ground, Wilson was held on top of the people's head by a giant palm, suffering inhuman pain, his body was burned as fuel, but no sound came out. .
This quiet scene is creepy.
Someone has already recognized the giant palm, the seven-ring spell "Bigby grabbing the palm"!
The extraordinary are silent.
A wizard who can instantly cast seven-level spells is at least a legendary high-level, and has instantly cast five spells in one breath, and the number of rings for each spell is not low.
Is he a holy soul wizard?
There was no sound in the lobby, and the extraordinary men of the Bloodblade Mercenary Group had already survived the effects of the mental flay, but none of them dared to stand up and fight back and continued to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead.
Wilson was still caught and burned in the air by a giant palm.
Raistlin didn't look at him again, and walked through the lobby to the hotel counter without hesitation, and said, "Open the best guest room."
The lobby manager behind the counter was already shocked.
Raistlin waited for a few seconds before he came back to his senses, barely calmed down, and replied respectfully: "Please wait, honorable guest."
The lobby manager opened the room at the fastest speed in his life, and carefully handed over the key card with both hands. He didn't dare to mention how much to charge, and he didn't ask to register his name.
Raistlin put down a few golden shields on the counter, and then took the key card.
"Ask you about one thing."
"Guests, please say." The lobby manager gave a sharp call but didn't panic.
Every hotel in Albert Bay is a well-informed place. Selling, entrusting, and relaying news is an essential business for the hotel to solicit guests and increase revenue.
A soundproof force field enveloped Raistlin, Athena and the lobby manager. Raistlin turned his back to others and asked: "Do you know an elemental shooter named'Jevesk'? He should be a soul hunter. There is a female teammate named Nilaman."
"I know him, my lord." The lobby manager nodded quickly. "They are all members of the "Wilder Path" soul hunting team. They often come to the hotel. The whole team is our regular visitor."
He didn't hide it at all, let alone protect the privacy of his guests.
"Can you reach him?" Raistlin asked again.
"No problem." The lobby manager replied enthusiastically: "Mr. Jevesco happened to have not been out hunting recently. I just met him the day before yesterday. Sir, do you think I sent someone to inform Mr. Jevesk or ask for the address? Let you find him by yourself?"
He couldn't figure out whether Raistlin approached Jevesk in good faith or maliciousness, so he dared not make his own claim.
"If you ask him to come to the hotel to find me, it's an invitation from an old friend," Raistlin said.
"Okay, my lord."
Raistlin removed the soundproof force field and turned upstairs with Athena.
His figure disappeared upstairs, but Wilson in the middle of the lobby was still burning, and the extraordinary men of the bloodblade mercenary group ran out rolling. Several loyal members looked back at the clasped giant. Palm, hesitated for a moment or escaped.
Those transcendents who had not clashed with Raistlin stayed and watched quietly as Wilson was burned to death.
Some people's faces are gloating.
Wilson, who is usually domineering, not only kicked the iron plate this time, but also lost his life.
He struggled wildly in his giant palm, screaming silently.
It wasn't until a few minutes later that Wilson finally stopped moving, his blood evaporated and his muscles turned into coke. The giant palm squeezed hard, and the red armor in the palm was pinched into a ball of iron lump, thrown out of the lobby window, fell far into the bay and sank into the water.
The transparent giant palm also disappeared.
The transcendents in the lobby breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but looked up and looked upstairs, full of awe for the unknown mysterious wizard.
Wilson, known as the "Blood Blade," did not have the strength to fight back from start to finish. A legendary swordsman who had experienced many battles was easily crushed to death like an ant.
Such a huge reversal, they will remember it for a lifetime.
The transcendents got up and left, until they were far away from the Golden Gate Hotel, they dared to whisper and guess the origin of the wizard. The news that an extremely powerful legendary wizard lived in the Golden Gate Inn and killed Wilson soon spread in Albert Bay.
Upstairs from the hotel, Athena sat on the balcony and admired the scenery of the bay.
Even though she was far away, she heard some rumors.
So he turned his head and asked: "Ryan, would you make your move too heavy? That great sword master just looked at it twice and didn't cause any physical damage, so he wouldn't pay his life for it, right?"
Raistlin, who was sitting on the bed meditating, opened his eyes and said seriously: "I never kill innocent people. Wilson has a reason for his crime."
"Huh?" Athena didn't understand. "What crime did he commit?"
"He is a believer in the blood god." Raistlin replied.
At the first sight of Wilson, the Eye of Soul saw his beliefs, crimson as blood, revealing the and cruel meaning, this is a believer of "Blood Lord" Khakasnu. Khakasnu is a standard evil god, possessing the three priesthoods of "blood", "killing" and "sacrifice". His followers sacrifice their lives to the blood in exchange for power.
Also because of this sacrifice ceremony, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com He is called the "Blood God".
Generally, only primitive and ignorant races such as trolls, ogres, or wolves would believe in blood gods.
But there are also a few humans and elves who can't stand the temptation of power and become His followers. Anyone who believes in a blood is the most evil murderous demon, the craziest executioner.
Sometimes, the evil deeds committed by the followers of the blood are even more heinous than the demons.
Wilson thought he was hiding well, but he couldn't hide it from the Eye of Soul. If he doesn't come to provoke himself, it's fine, but since he comes together, don't blame yourself for being polite, just kill and absorb the soul, and contribute dozens of grids to yourself.
When Athena heard that she was a believer of the Blood God, her face changed slightly and she nodded and said, "Then he really deserves to die."
Raistlin closed his eyes and continued to meditate.
Soon after, there was a knock on the door outside the guest room, and the lobby manager reported: "Dear guest, Mr. Jevesk is here."
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