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Chapter 1133 The anger of the bald head

 ‘Xueyunfeng’ actually likes this situation very much... The main mission is there, it just depends on whether he can find it.

No matter what others thought, this feeling of having to stir up every nerve and pay attention to every detail in order to find clues in the mess made him... get excited again.

He looked at the old man on the screen with satisfaction, and briskly ordered the female priest 'Su Su' who was standing aside: "Tell Xiao Yoyo that the old man must have something to do with the hunting master of the Lord of Beasts...otherwise he wouldn't suddenly

come out.

This kind of old guy always likes to show up afterward if he has nothing to do with him and just wants to hook up with us.

How could he come out and show his face in the middle of a fight?

Don't worry about who he is, he must be an enemy anyway.

Hmm... Let their people be prepared. No matter how much time they waste in the front, they will be taken away in one wave in the end.

This is a bit difficult, but Black Rose can definitely do it... No matter how reluctant they are to use their animal companions, there will always be no problem with the final critical hit."

The animal companions of other families are not like Black Rose, which can create racial resonance... Then there must be more than 10,000 monsters of the same bloodline.

Then it can be increased in proportion to the quantity.

Even with his many eyes and ears, he couldn't calculate how many wild boars there were in Black Rose.

Even though they went outside Aglaia City so much last time, 'Xueyun Peak' still understood that there must be a large number of people with mysophobia who were determined not to join that battle even if their sense of smell was blocked.

Therefore, he thought for a long time. Even if there was no white dragon that could lead people across the border of Amn, he would have to send the black rose in the end... In that case, all the family members involved in the operation would have to be subsidized, no less.

The bald man who charges money by the hour is because his love for him is deep enough.

Thanks to Black Rose, there is a group of white dragons who collect freight... Even if he is not very good at math, he can still figure out which one is more expensive!

The 'Perfect Bald Head' was a little irritable while chatting with Archmage Omar... Why did he want to discuss the difference between elf style and aristocratic style with this old guy?

Shouldn't this be something he and his dear Yoyo sit down to discuss?

The old man is dressed in all white, so what confidence does he have to talk about fashion?

Are there no dust on his clothes?

But not only was there no movement at all from the Xiaoyouliu side, no one was even sent to interrupt the situation. Instead, staff were constantly being mobilized.

This made the bald man understand that the person in front of him was not only an enemy, but also an enemy who was likely to attack suddenly.

He struggled to suppress the urge to sigh. In the previous battles, his experience bar had grown a little bit longer!

Although I have made all these preparations long ago, it is all in vain... After all, it is a national war, and the knight charging ahead will be killed sooner or later.

It was an unexpected gain in the first place, but if it were lost...it would still be very heartbreaking!

That was the experience he had earned through hard work and scolding for days and nights!

Who will compensate for the endless lotus flowers he sprayed out?

Damn old man!

When the fight starts, he must let this Omar see what a war of words is!

The undead on both sides of the 'Perfect Bald Head' kept moving around... Omar didn't pay much attention, and he smiled at the undead very friendly... I guess he thought they were all here to see him.

Of course, he also paid a little attention to whether the undead wanted to engage in a "strike first", but he quickly gave up his vigilance. The people in front of him had a very casual attitude, and they didn't even have weapons in their hands.

The two professions are mixed together, so it is impossible to do any combined attack...it has no lethality on him at all.

No matter what the undead's attitude was towards him, at least they didn't intend to start a fight directly.

Although Omar is not afraid of the sudden attack of this group of undead with his ability, but... even he cannot kill hundreds of thousands of high-level professionals at once.

It's not impossible to do it, but if he does that, how can he hide his identity? Can't he just kill him directly when he comes up?

Not to mention, there are more of this group of undead people scattered on both sides of the city, and Omar can't guarantee how far he can do it.

After all, this body is incomparable to the real incarnation.

Omar, who still didn't know much about the undead, didn't understand where his mistake was.

At the beginning, those standing nearby were all clergymen and auxiliary mages... but the undead priests were always showing off their skills. Unless they used their skills, no one could tell which family member of the great god they were.

But those who stand at the end are usually the ones who are the best at escaping...the kind of people who, after the entire army is wiped out, can somehow escape from the battle area by relying on the soles of their feet oiling technique they learned from nowhere.

Although everyone curses that these guys must be hiding at the end and taking advantage of others, no family can lack such people.

The clan leaders know best the difference between being pulled up and running away in pain... Let alone a few times, as long as it lasts more than two times, there will be countless dead bodies on the ground that will never move again.

After these 'life-saving straws' left, the people who were replaced were not only dressed extremely exquisitely, but also all wore brocade clothes, and several even wore ruby ​​fiberglass elf full-body armor... That thing was incredibly expensive, and there were hidden secrets

The mithril elves in the town were almost frightened when they saw it for the first time, thinking that some elf god had descended to earth.

Not to mention the Elf City Guards of Aglaia... That was the first time that the entire NPC army came out to watch the undead.

It's a pity...it's all just shelf goods.

There is no way, no matter which game you are in, as a rookie, the equipment will always be the most dazzling... Of course, some rookies may be a lifelong thing.

Anyway, they all like to work hard on their appearance. I guess that kind of shining armor can make their dying appearance more noticeable?

Feeling the gazes of the undead on him, Master Omar became even more articulate when talking to the undead leader in front of him, and his withered body couldn't help but straighten up... He felt that this was a high-ranking member of the undead.

Pay attention to him.

He knew very well that even if he knew that he was not Elminster, in Toril, the archmage who dared to use Omar as his alias would definitely dare to confront Elminster head-on.

The undead will definitely be curious about him, hehe~ Maybe they are all guessing who he is, that's why so many elven nobles are here!

In this case... Ma La's subordinate should be able to find a chance to escape, right?

As long as you learn a few escaping skills from their Lord God... and are surrounded by tens of thousands of eighth-level knights fighting on foot, there won't be any difficulties, right?

Especially Amn, doesn’t it claim to have killed even the electors of Shantia?

If possible, Omar still doesn't want to directly conflict with the undead.

Although they don't know much about these elves from other worlds, as the people in Waterdeep City dispersed to all corners of the continent, those who were more knowledgeable knew that when they went out, the video was being played simultaneously.

Although I don’t know who will be watching all the time... but at least the elves, Shar and Selune are definitely there.

Forget about these people, it doesn't matter even if they guess who he is, they all have a bad relationship with Mystra, and they probably want to see her laugh.

The key is to have Tyr and Lansander!

Of these two, one is likely to directly expose him, after all, there was a feud in the past.

The other... just for fun, who knows what he might do?

Omar still hopes to maintain the current situation... Even if everyone knows that he is evil, at least he has never been caught face to face.

The 'perfect bald man' is a little confused, why doesn't this old man take action?

Is it possible that you really want to waste another three days and three nights of his saliva?

But it's a bit fun to quarrel with Embry, but what's the point of chatting with a bad old man?

He couldn't help but feel angry, and instantly changed the subject: "By the way, you are not a mage from Amn, are you? Then...could it be that you are from Halua?"

Also, several families here in Amn have taken away three reserve Mystras. Are you also worried that your identity as a mage's holy land will be taken away?

Don't worry about this... We have sent the remaining few to the border kingdom, and maybe they have all been picked up by you Halua people now.

If you go back quickly, you might be able to snatch one back to your magic tower!"

Omar was stunned for nearly a minute, and then said slowly: "I... do have some relationship with Halua, but I am not from the Mystra Holy Land.

Besides, haven’t you forgotten?

The more likely Manx came out of Halua."

"That guy... isn't it a fake that Halrua created just to kill Kelben?" 'Perfect Bald Head' quickly responded: "Tsk, tsk, followers of Cyric on the left, followers of Ben and Rose on the right,

Who believed she could be Mystra!

Even if that lady really wanted to be reincarnated, she would probably rather choose a man than Manx!

Come on~ Kelben, didn’t he die as you wished?

What else are you pretending to be?

Right? Master Omar!"

Omar was a little speechless... He actually didn't want to speak for Halua, and he was even very willing to blame the undead for Kelben's death on Halua.

But if he still wants to keep this god's incarnation, it seems he can't just... Damn it, what does this undead mean?

Omar gently raised his eyes and looked at the little loli in front of him... What exactly did he want to find out from himself?


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