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Chapter 51: If you don't roll, you will never die

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Under the sun, the atmosphere next to the carcass of a rare wild boar immediately became subtle.

Senger's eyes flashed fiercely, and the flesh on his face began to tremble at this moment. His strong body moved forward and strode to Ares's side.

If you don't give it, then take it by force. This is the attitude expressed by Senger at this moment.

"Go away!"

Facing Senge, Ares smiled disdainfully, then cursed.

Pure power exploded in Ares' hands, and Senge was directly repelled by this force. He kicked back step by step, and finally fell directly to the ground.

Looking at Senger, a big man nearly two meters tall, he was easily defeated by Ares, who was only as high as his shoulders.

The eager expressions of Greg and others immediately cooled down. Even though they knew that this was no longer the case, since the invasion of the demon god, the standard for judging strength has changed from a burly body to strength points, but what happened in front of them was still shocking.

Level 2 professionals can easily defeat level 5 professionals.

"Get out of here, or we will fight to the death. Who can walk out alive today?" Ares's attitude was extremely tough. Yang Qifeng threw the green staff towards Jacka, and the skill book was also handed to Antonio sideways.

The blue two-handed sword bloomed with blue light, and disappeared completely in the next moment, turning into an ordinary sword, only with a more domineering appearance.

"Boy, I'm going to destroy you," Senger, who was knocked to the ground by Ares, stood up and shouted at Ares with a fierce light and some anger.

A level 5 professional of mine actually lost in a strength competition with a level 2 professional. Such a result was simply unacceptable to Senger.

"If you want to seek death, then I'll let you die," Ares's eyes flashed with ferocity, killing people's wealth, just like killing their parents. This sentence has always been believed by Ares.

To deprive Ares of the spoils of war is no different from killing Ares.

"Stop! Senge, let's go!" After Greg glanced at Ares sinisterly, he walked quickly, took a few steps forward, grabbed Senge, and said in a deep voice.

"No, Greg, I'm going to destroy him," Senger yelled at Greg with a ferocious face after being caught by Greg.

"Well, you can go up on your own and challenge four people. Don't worry,"

"I will take care of your brother,"

Greg's sinister words rang in Senge's ears, causing the angry and irritable Senge to immediately calm down. He turned his head and glanced at Ares hatefully, then turned and left.

"Ares, I will remember you," Greg said harshly before leaving.

"Just because you're a loser, you don't have the qualifications to say this," Ares' words made Greg's body tremble as he turned to leave, and left with a gloomy face.

Greg's team did not leave Ares and the others very far. Not long after entering the woods, Senge, who had been trying to endure it, finally broke out and spoke directly what was in his heart.

"Greg, why do we have to leave? As long as our team obtains those three things, the whole team can be improved, and we don't have to continue doing boring tasks, third-rate tasks like hunting wild boar skins to collect money."

"Yes, as long as I get that explosive fire technique, I..." A wonderful adjective for the future came out of the mage's mouth.

Two members of the team began to complain, their mouths full of complaints, but the other two except Greg remained silent at this time and did not speak. The three items were not very attractive to the two of them.

Unlike Senge and the Mage, after obtaining it, there is a qualitative change immediately. They know that even if they obtain it, it is not their own, so they can maintain a normal mind for the time being.

"Things are good things, but how do you get them?" Greg asked.

"Of course I snatched it directly," Senger replied matter-of-factly.

"With just a few of them, how could they possibly stop us? Obtaining equipment is not easy,"

"Just like what you said, Greg, they will never be able to return to Faust," the mage said sadly.

"You also have such an idiotic idea. It's enough to have Senge as an idiot in the team. Is your high intelligence just a decoration?"

"I can't blame him for always having the lowest output, he is really a loser," Greg was like an enraged lion, grabbing the mage's neck and roaring with foam flying around.

"And you, Senger, you are a level 5 professional, but your competitive strength is not as good as that of a level 2 professional. You are such a loser."

"If I was bluffing and threatening at that time, you could take it seriously and kill me. What would you use to kill the opponent so that they can't return to Faust? I don't even think about it. Three items can be exploded, two of which are top-notch, and the worst ones are both.

It’s a monster with green equipment, is it that simple?”

"That corpse is a rare monster that is even stronger than the elites. It is a level 4 rare monster. With the strength of our team, several people have to die before we can kill it. However, Shia and the others did not lose anyone. With such strength, you

Do you still want to rob and kill them all?"

Greg loosened the mage's neck and asked Senge,

"The rare monster is so strong. Even if they kill the rare monster, they are definitely not in good condition. We still have a chance?" the mage said unwillingly.

"The chance is that they are not in peak condition, but if they take action at that time and drag a few people to die together, there is no problem at all. Who will die then, will it be you, the mage, or you, Senger?"

Greg was in a bad mood. The anger generated by Ares's last useless words was accumulated in his heart, and now he was completely venting it on Senger and the others.

Silence, a long silence.

Seeing Greg, who was panting and short of breath, regaining his composure. After calming down, he sighed and said with a look of pity on his face,

"I'm very familiar with Nashia. Nashia's temperament is a little weak. As long as I show strength at the beginning, I have a high hope of getting equipment in the end. Unfortunately, it was messed up by that trash fish."

"I was disturbed by that miscellaneous fish, so let's forget about it?" Senge said unwillingly.

"Of course not, let's go back to Faust, blackmail them and bite them back," Greg said.

"Just say that they robbed us of the equipment to kill rare monsters," someone answered.

"Idiot, we are strong enough to kill rare monsters, so we will definitely not succeed. Remember, it is black, not robbery. We kill rare monsters together,"

"Is this okay?"

"Of course it's not enough. This is just deceiving ordinary people. Professionals are dubious, so they go to find Garen. Doesn't Garen have a conflict with Ares? I believe Garen will be willing to do anything that is detrimental to Ares.

When the time comes, I will use Gallon’s power to obtain that equipment.”


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