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Greenio's action of picking off Lingyu was very creepy. It had been embedded in his flesh and blood, but the place where he picked it was a shining depression. It seemed that something was flowing out of the depression

He touched his body, took out five pieces of Lingyu and put them in. As soon as the magic circuit was about to light up, another piece of Lingyu faded, "son of the beach! It's too expensive! "

But he has no spare Lingyu. If this hollow is not filled, the magic circuit will not be lit. The Mini Magic gun is a useless device.

"Mark! Do you have any energy items on you? Magic stone, spirit stone, magic crystal, anything

"Yes But it's not spirit jade. It's just a few pieces of the best spirit stone. " Marco could not use these things. His energy came from heaven and the God of light. With the continuous belief, there was no need for the spirit stone.

However, he habitually took a few pieces with him. After all, this thing is hard currency in Xiuzhen world.

"Give it to me, I've run out of Lingyu!"

The Pope frowned and subconsciously wanted to stop him. But just as he was about to open his mouth, he was already in front of himself.

Marco hesitated for a moment and was scolded by him. He could only take out the spirit stone and give it to each other. Greenio grabbed the spirit stone and stuffed it in if the size was wrong.

When he got closer, Marco could see clearly what was in the groove of his arm. There was no blood oozing from the red muscles, but the wound was obviously not healed. It seemed that he could still see the white bones.

The most terrible thing is that whenever greenrio tried to put a larger stone into his arm, yellowish pus would flow out of the hollow.

Mark turned his face in disgust. He didn't want to know what the yellow liquid was. Just thinking about it, he felt chilly and nauseous.

Greenio was still thrusting the stone in front of him, as if he was deliberately disgusting.

As a result, the yellow liquid flowed out more and more, and a breeze blew by. Marco could almost smell a rotten smell!

He raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose, and suddenly found that he still had a tube of alchemy in his hand. He did not intend to wait and see any more. He just unscrewed the lid and poured the medicine on his wound like Vanessa.

Damn it, even the potion is yellowish, just like the liquid flowing out of greenrio's arm. Marco looks at his injured arm, and somehow has the feeling of seeing greenrio's arm, which makes him feel more disgusted

Wait a minute!

Marco suddenly found out that the alchemy potion didn't work as it should. At first, he thought it was time, so the effect didn't appear. But when the potion began to erode his skin and flesh, he knew that he had been subdued by greenrio!

"Damn it! How dare you... "

Boom!

A magic gun came up close to his face, and greenrio himself was shocked by the huge power of the explosion. There was no need to consider Marco's feeling of being hit in the front, because there was no accident, Marco would not feel it again!

"Ha ha ha! In the end, it was calculated by me! Idiot ha ha ha... " Grinning up to the sky, he suddenly shot out several holy light blades from the other end of the explosion smoke, which were as powerful as wind and electricity!

Greenio disdained to open the magic shield, and the blade of Holy Light smashed into scattered light spots on the shield. "Not dead yet? The vitality is really tenacious. I can break even nine magic snakes with this shot. I am worthy of being chosen by God Then give me another shot! "

Boom boom!

He said it was one shot, but he shot at least seven or eight shots, most of them in the empty space, only the last hit.

Just hit the shield of light

Greenio narrowed his eyes. He didn't expect that Marco would be so tenacious. He had no choice but to use the magic gun. The sea breeze dispersed the smoke of the explosion. Then he saw Marco intact and not injured by the powerful magic gun.

"You mean little man..." Marco looked tired, and he didn't know what means he used to avoid injury at such a critical moment, but he was very tired now.

What's more, the injury on his arm deteriorated rapidly after being drenched with the fake medicine given by greenrio. The bone had been corroded and could be seen. In two minutes, there was nothing left in his right arm.

Under the influence of the corrosive force and the strength of the Qingfeng sword, Marco's arm was finished, but he was extremely unwilling to brush himself with the magic of light, in an attempt to get effective treatment.

The strength of the Qingfeng sword destroys the healing effect, and the corrosive force takes the opportunity to destroy his life state. Marco is so angry that he almost wants to die with his grandson in front of him!

"Despicable is my motto, has his holiness forgotten an old saying? There are three kinds of people that can never be trusted: gamblers, drunken people, and black wizards. "

Greenio was very coquettish and made a noble gift to him. He made it clear that he was teasing mark.

The latter was furious and tried his best to brush the light magic to restrain the corrosion. Even if the effect was weak, he could not give up.

"Greenrio! Don't forget that you have signed a dark contract with me. Are you not afraid to be engulfed by the contract now when you give me a hand? ""Oh, my God! I forgot if you didn't remind me. It seems that my memory is still not very good... " Greenio looked like he was waking up from a dream. He took the scroll out of his waist pocket and unfolded it to mark in front of him.

The language above is not a human language, but a demon language that almost nobody knows. Even Vanessa, the great demon teacher, has no knowledge of demon language.

Only the black wizard who really studies the dark magic can read these terrible words that are easy to lose people's mind.

If the information on the scroll is translated into human language, it may be that Marco and greenrio signed a treaty. One is to create an opportunity to learn about the 20-year war, and sell Vanessa's information to the other party. The other is to let the other party control the magician Association after the event.

At the bottom of the parchment were their signature seals and two drops of scarlet blood. These two drops of blood were dropped when the contract was signed, but they have not dried up until now, as if they had just dropped.

There are fragments of their souls in the two drops of blood. Once someone breaks the contract and violates the power of darkness, his soul will be engulfed by darkness.

Greenio looked at the contents of the contract with a pale face. The drop of blood representing the fragments of his soul saw that the wind dried up quickly. His eyes suddenly lost their look and his body was stiff. He failed to grasp the contract.

The parchment fell with the wind and burned into a dazzling fire pot in the air.

Gripping himself by the neck, greenrio's eyes protruded, his tongue stretched out, groaning in agony, but he couldn't say a word because his neck was too tight.