Chapter 450

It is not just that the count chosen by God has never been to the king's city, but even that he has bumped around the palace these two days, which is a major event that has collided with the majesty of the king. If ordinary officials had been replaced, they would have been severely punished.

But Peter 43 had something he had to consider. The chosen one is not unique to the kingdom of galenia. Only the chosen one can fight against the chosen one.

Or very few professionals with particularly strong strength. But it is difficult to find such an individual profession. Even if there is, it is impossible to resist the scale of the chosen one.

Peter 43's feet were disturbed, but he quietly picked up the tea cup and sipped it slowly.

"Why must it be Yolo?" Peter 43 frowned a long time later.

"Why can't it be her?" Zhao Nan asked.

Peter the 43rd frowned, and this tough tone exceeded the proper pattern between kings and ministers. As the king of a country, Peter 43 narrowed his eyes slightly.

Or he should be more direct so that he can talk well, "but why must you be the Lord of God's chosen city?"

"It's impolite." unexpectedly, Zhao Nan bowed slightly, "I'll leave first."

"You!"

After a long time, looking at the empty room, Peter forty-four and thirty-four gave a long sigh, stretched out his hand and patted the tea table around him. His face changed and changed, but he calmed down in a moment, narrowed his eyes and said, "I'm still alive, and I don't know who is loyal... Hum."

"Your Majesty."

A voice is beautiful from behind. It seems that there is nothing, but it makes people shudder.

Peter 43 said coldly, "can you see this man's strength?"

"Definitely not up to the level of heaven and man," the voice said quickly.

Peter 43 pondered for a moment and said in a cold voice, "it's no big harm for me to die a few chosen ones, as long as the chosen city is still there."

"Subordinates understand."

"Go and try not to let anyone find out." Peter squinted in the 434: "after all, in front of you Luo, Ben Wang is still a good father..."

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"You have a good father."

Zhao Nan suddenly said.

Princess Youluo, who was accompanying the count chosen by God back to her bedroom, was stunned. She didn't know why. She raised her head, looked at Zhao Nan suspiciously and said, "Lord count, what does that mean?"

Zhao Nan shook her head, looked at the stars, looked at the moon and said, "just a simple sigh, your highness don't care too much."

Can you care? Princess Youluo smiled bitterly... The God chosen count always likes to play charades. Your Highness has not used enough energy in the recent Bureau.

There was nothing to say all the way. Before the bedroom, Zhao Nan waved her hand and walked alone to the small building where she was hiding.

But a small stone suddenly shot at his feet. The little stone was strong and exquisite, but it fell into the floor without making a sound. Zhao Nan frowned and whispered that the other party was quick.

When you leave Peter 43's bedroom, the coverage of the psychic eye is 50 meters. He walked slowly with the Royal daughter and listened to his Majesty's words more than 40 meters away.

Zhao Nan didn't disturb the people in the front building, but turned around. Her body suddenly disappeared under the red light of the clouds near dusk, so she found a way and walked quickly outside the palace.

Out of the palace, the wings of the blazing sky opened, and Zhao Nan's speed increased again and again. When the crescent moon first rose, it had flown out of the King City of Tania and fell in a nearby hill.

"This is a good place." Zhao Nan whispered, "don't you come out? Otherwise I'll go back."

At this time, a cold air spread in the green grass, freezing the fog on the grass into ice slag. Above the cold, a figure came slowly.

The man's face was pale and bloodless, as if he were like a piece of cold ice. He covered his face with a fanged ghost mask. He was of medium and thin stature. He had black fists in his hands. He shot two sharp blades from his fists and wore black armor. Finally, he came to a place five meters away from Zhao Nan. "It seems that the count has selected a place to bury his bones."

"You are the guardian of the palace?" Zhao Nan looked at him curiously. "Fist and sword are rare. This is not a weapon commonly used by martial artists."

Black armour grimace man said indifferently: "as long as it is suitable, why stick to formal things?"

Zhao Nan nodded. Indeed, Aboriginal people are much more flexible in their professional use than players. Unless there are special circumstances, they really have to use what kind of weapons.

Lv60 Ghost Warrior

This should be the professional who represents the highest force in the kingdom of galenia. Zhao Nan's mind turned. Probably there will be Aboriginal professionals of this level in other kingdoms. Otherwise, those terrible characters in the astral spirit world really have no source at all. I just don't know what level the highest powerlessness of nordor kingdom is.

The ghost warrior didn't start at the moment, but the cold fog turned into huge spikes and shot out from the ground. These sharp spikes were rounded, and the ghost warrior said, "I'm curious that the count should not be heaven and man, but he can fly freely in the sky. What secret method or the like is used? It's said that the chosen one has many incredible powers. If the count can hand over some, I may consider letting you go."

"Oh?" Zhao Nan smiled and said, "if Peter 43 knew you had let go of the target privately, I don't know what the consequences would be?"

The ghost warrior shook his head and said confidently, "a useless man can't raise waves. Count, don't worry. As long as you provide the source of strength, I will arrange a place for people to serve the rest of your life. How about it?"

"No..." Zhao Nan's arm suddenly waved, and a bright blue light flashed at this time, covering the ghost warrior, "... How."

Just finished.

The ghost warrior only felt a heavy feeling, which made his strength slow, "you're looking for your own death!"

He is not afraid!

But at this time, a sharp ghost cry sounded in the mountains, and a dark fog directly pressed on the ghost warrior! At the same time, from the soil, there were dozens of pairs of gray dead bones, holding his legs completely.

"Tut tut..." only a cold laughter appeared at the same time!

For a moment, the ghost warrior was really unable to move. His legs struggled hard. A cold air invaded these withered arms, but a feeling of weakness gradually poured all over his body.

"It's no use. I was ready to curse long before you came. Cluck!"

Giggle is laughter.

The reason for this strange laughter is purely because the person who laughs is only covered with gray bones!

This is, white bone gro!

Zhao Nan asked him to heal in qiluo city. After his injury improved, he went to listen to the wind city. But Zhao Nan temporarily changed her attention because she met the assassination of the Royal daughter by Regan Reese. Just let white bone Gregory follow.

Until I entered the king's city, I slept in this mountain. After receiving the life box of white bone gegro, he can sense its existence at a certain distance, even closer, and its thought. As for short-distance inspiration transmission and so on, it is not a problem.

Before leaving the palace, Zhao Nan discussed with Ge gro for a while and finally determined the timing of the sneak attack. White bone gegro's injury has not healed, but as a necromancer, he is not a melee man. If you swallow the will of the white bone monarch, you will master a lot of secrets.

It is not only the reason for the cold field that makes the ghost warrior weak, but also the curse of white bone gegro!

At this time, the ghost warrior was a little flustered, but he was able to calm down and said sternly, "who the hell are you!"

The ghost warrior looked at the white skeleton beside Zhao Nan and was shocked. Intuitively, the white skeleton is dangerous enough to make it fatal.

"Hey, master, can you give this man to me?" white bone gegro said with a strange smile at this time: "I just learned a secret method, which can attach to people's bodies, replace their bones, and even possess his memory and use his power!"

Zhao Nan was stunned and said quietly, "can you keep a complete memory?"

White bone gegro shook his head, "of course! This is the secret of the white bone monarch. How can a professional who has just broken through the legendary level for a long time resist?"

"Well, just try," Zhao Nan shrugged.

One person, one skeleton, whispered, but the ghost warrior felt a shudder from the bottom of his heart at the moment! That white bone wants to replace his body and even devour his consciousness!

"No! Absolutely not!" the ghost warrior roared, and the huge sword force constantly rushed out of his body!

It is the power to resist the ice field and curse at the same time! At this time, his body suddenly swelled, and there was a feeling that he couldn't grasp the withered arm under his feet.

It seems to be really desperate!

Zhao Nan sneered, took out the soul devouring sword and handed it to Baigu gegro. He whispered, "solve it quickly."

"Yes... My master!"

The white skeleton became pale under the moonlight, and the black blade pierced into his heart inch by inch in the constant struggle of the ghost warrior.

"Please... No, at least don't let my body... Ah!!!!"

The wailing of the ghost warrior gradually weakened, and in the end, he was completely lifeless. At this time, the white bone gegro stretched out the withered palm and turned it into a hand knife. He broke the ghost warrior's body and pulled out his bones one by one!

This bone was drawn very skillfully. After a while, only blood and meat remained in the ghost warrior's body, but miraculously, no blood flowed out of his body.

With a grimace, white bone gergro began to put on this new human shaped dress