Now and then, Kampas would think that fate is really not reliable.
If you still have a chance to win, you can make great achievements and enjoy all the splendor and wealth. But fate will give you a slap right away, and it's the kind of face slapping.
Looking at those miserable temporary subordinates, even if he fled back, he could imagine his own fate.
No! It won't work!
It was as if the blood was pouring into his head. His ears were buzzing. His reason was completely covered by the madness of his heart's fear of punishment. He began to look around with a split eye, trying to find out the culprit.
As for whether he is the opponent of the other side, this matter is not in his consideration.
In contrast to Campos, the man guarding the entrance to the valley was full of the sense of survival, but he did not relax his vigilance. Although it seems that the mage who works in the dark seems to have no malice towards them, the visual effect of the magic just now is too terrible, which makes him unable to rest assured.
On the other hand, although seavy was startled by the power of the black cloud impact, it was not a bad thing for him to overfulfil his target.
He didn't know that he had been regarded as an object of hatred at the level of his father's murderer. He also estimated that the attack he had just made should be able to frighten the other party. So he got up from the trees and planned to make a few beautiful scene remarks.
However, before he could speak, the surviving humanoid wolf cavalry across the road, with red eyes and a long sword like a mad bull, roared at him.
Startled, Seaver almost subconsciously waved a mage's hand with all his might according to the instinct trained in the copy.
So Campos had his cup.
His whole body was like a tomato that was smashed by force. He shot out a large amount of red viscous liquid in an instant. His iron armor, which was not thick at all, was squeezed like a fragile cardboard without any resistance. The body inside the armor could not see its original shape. Red and white are mixed with each other. Maybe we can describe it with the word minced meat Better
Seeing the scene, Sylvie first thought whether the scene was too exciting for Eliza, and then he felt a nausea.
However, in order to play handsome in the end, he still held on and did not show any color.
In any case, the mastermind of this endless incident has been beaten to pieces, and the jackals who still have a breath can't ask for any useful information. Besides, Sylvie can't speak Orc language, but his IQ is also hard hurt. A normal person would not tell these mentally disabled people about the plan in detail
So he put his eyes on the figure at the mouth of the valley, which had begun to falter because of excessive blood loss.
SIVI looked up at him nervously.
It seems that Sylvie's two consecutive shots have left an indelible psychological shadow on the iron hard man who was still majestic before
Good and good, in fact, I don't want to. Finally, Seaver, who was used to the bloody scenes, said in his heart, and then said, "don't be afraid. I'm just an ordinary traveling mage. Seeing someone being besieged by jackals, I offered a little help. The smell of blood here is expected to attract other carnivores in a little while. If you have nothing to do, leave quickly
Is it OK for me! The wounded man heard Sylvie open his eyes and tell a lie, and his body shook a few times. Finally, he managed to stand still and didn't fall down. But at least he recognized that Sylvie didn't want to get involved.
As a matter of fact, if what SIVI encountered this time was not jackals attacking humans, but one of the human forces attacking the other, he would never do it.
After all, his goal is and only to establish the world's first college, as long as you follow the copy and task system step by step, sooner or later it will be completed. And if he's involved in a big conspiracy because of some messy things, it's not what he wants to do.
In case the above-mentioned attention is really aroused, it is not difficult for them to wipe out the present SIVI. After all, the reality is not a novel. Which boss will be so bored that he only sends a little stronger opponent for the protagonist to practice every time. Are you rooting out the obstacles of the plan or playing the cultivation game? It's usually done by sending a strong force to clean it up directly, OK
Sylvie doesn't want to be "you know too much!" Such reasons have been snuffed out by the villains, so there is no need for him to get to the bottom of everything.
What's more, the purpose of his coming out this time is only to solve the problem of jackals in the village. Now that he has finished all the jackals in one pot, it's normal to return to hand in the task. Although the poor villages around him can't come up with any decent task reward
"Wait One second. " The man's weak voice passed through some strange things behind his helmet: "excuse me, master master What do you call it? "
"Sylvie Aldrich." It's not a good omen to start to approach suddenly! Sylvie immediately became alert. If something was entrusted to him, it would be too troublesome: "sorry, because I still have some magic experiments to confirm, so I have to leave..."Before Sylvie had finished speaking, the man opposite puffed out a large mouthful of blood. The blood gradually slid down the edge of his helmet. It looked very miserable, and it was not strange to die at any time.
Hey, hey, that's too much! I didn't see you spit blood just now!
"In, under It's Lord scange Deputy chief of the guard team... " In spite of the black line expression on Sylvie's face, the man suddenly interrupted: "if you can Then I have one thing I want to invite the master You can help... "
The man is very aware of his physical condition. I'm afraid that in a little while, even if no other pursuers come, he will die. Although the magic type of the mysterious mage in front of him is terrible, he is powerful, and he seems not to covet them. If you can ask him for help
Originally, SIVI wanted to be hard hearted to refuse, but he was not cold-blooded after all, and he could not resist when the other party was dying.
Forget it. Let's just learn to do good deeds and accumulate some virtue Although I don't know if this world is full of evil virtues. Sylvie sighed in his heart and thought of it a little bit.
Anyway, as long as you finish this guy's order quickly and don't get too involved with these things, there should be no problem.
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