Xue Hua's expression was cold, and he didn't even shake after receiving the blow.
He held the tip of the golden halberd with one hand. No matter how hard the owner of the halberd tried, he could not withdraw his weapon.
The man with the halberd's face turned from green to white in an instant, and then from white to green again. He realized almost immediately that he might have kicked a spiked steel plate this time!
You must know that he himself is an eighty-fourth level fighting paladin, especially his revenge skill, which has been mutated. An ordinary ninety-level master, as long as he has not come into contact with the original, will face him.
Don't dare to neglect it casually.
But what did he just see?
The guy in front of him, whom he regarded as a rookie, actually caught and interrupted his skillful attack with one hand?!
The cold sweat on the Halberd Paladin's face broke out like a waterfall. He stared at Xue Hua with wide eyes, and the expression on his face almost instantly changed from contempt to an extremely flattering smile.
"My lord! My lord! I...I was joking with you just now...you...you have a lot, my lord, a lot. Please spare me this time!"
"Spare you?" Xue Hua's lips curled up into a sneer. This guy had a strong desire to survive.
"Give me a reason."
Xue Hua raised his right hand, and purple psychic lightning crackled in the sky above his palm. This seemingly weak purple lightning made the Paladin, who was already kneeling down to beg for mercy, feel a fatal danger.
This guy...does he want to kill himself?!
"No! No! You can't kill me! You can't kill me! The rules of the holy contract here are very weak, but if you kill someone, you will still be punished by the holy contract!"
"Holy Contract Punishment? So what? I am only deprived of one skill at most..." Xue Hua smiled coldly, and the purple arc on his right hand became more and more shining!
In fact, since Xue Hua completely broke away from the rules of the Holy Contract, even in the first world, the Holy Contract has long been out of his control, so even if he really kills the scum in front of him, he will not be punished at all.
Upon hearing Xue Hua's words, the Paladin's complexion suddenly turned whiter than paper. He looked at the guy in front of him with trembling lips. He wanted to continue begging for mercy but couldn't shout a single word.
In his heart, Xue Hua is now more terrifying than the Demon King of Hell!
Next to the mine car convoy, a group of professionals looked at Xue Hua with horror on their faces. They did not expect that this terrible guy was so difficult to mess with. He would kill him at the slightest disagreement, and he would not hesitate to risk his own skills!
Is this guy an evil consort?
But he doesn’t have the aura of hell on him?
And how could such a high-level evil contracter come to the hinterland of a human-controlled area without being discovered?
Just when the paladin's face had begun to turn from pale to dead gray, Xue Hua's next words gave him a life-saving straw.
"Answer my questions well, and maybe I can consider sparing you a life!"
"Yes! Yes! Whatever you want to know, as long as I know it, I will tell you everything!"
The paladin almost hugged Xue Hua's thigh. Now his life was in the hands of others. For a person like him, what information could be more important than his own life?
"Why do you want to rob newcomers of their mission badges?"
"Because... because this way, after they complete the task, they can take their badges to submit the task and receive the reward. The person who issued the task will only recognize the badge and not the person..."
"Then where is the real mission issuer?"
"The mission issuer of the lighthouse minecart is waiting at the end of the mission. This mission is very simple and there is not much to explain..."
The Paladin is very well-behaved. He will answer whatever Xue Hua asks. Now his life and death depend on Xue Hua's thoughts, let alone these simple questions. Even if Xue Hua wants to know what kind of underwear he is wearing, he probably doesn't.
I won't hesitate to say it.
After asking a few questions, Xue Hua almost figured out what was going on with this guy.
It turns out that although this Paladin is not low in level and has good equipment, and he also has a Silver Level merit card and a powerful mutation skill, this guy is very timid. After being on the front line once, he was like that.
The bloody scene was so frightening that I never dared to hunt demons on the front line again.
But there is no way, he will still have to live in the second world, and all items here need to be exchanged for military merit.
The fifty points of combat merit per month from his Silver Merit Medal alone are not even enough to deduct from the monthly council, not to mention that he still has to eat.
Let him go to the front line. He didn't dare to do low-level tasks. The battle achievements were too slow to keep up with his expenses. So he racked his brains and came up with such an idea. He wanted to rely on exploitation to get everything.
Newcomers who don't understand come to make a fortune.
Generally speaking, it is a useless piece of trash, the kind that wastes oxygen when alive and pollutes the land when dead.
In fact, there are a lot of people like this in the second world. These guys underestimate the level of bloodshed on the front lines of the second world. They think that they have already experienced the bloodshed and bloodshed in the first world. The battle in the second world should not be too difficult for them.
It's easy to catch.
Unexpectedly, it was not until they actually went to the front line that they discovered that the intensity and danger of fighting on the front line in the second world were not at the same level as those in the first world. The so-called "bloody storm" they had experienced before was not at the same level in the second world.
It’s basically child’s play that happens every moment.
The huge contrast and the fear of death they faced every moment overwhelmed them, so that they no longer had the courage to face the devil. In addition, they did not have enough combat skills to exchange for tickets to return to the first world, so they
Fleeing back to the hinterland of the human-controlled area, he began to think of some crooked tricks to accumulate combat merit points.
For such people, professionals in the second world have a unified contemptuous name for them.
"The Fugitive".
After roughly understanding the situation of the trash in front of him, Xue Hua lost all interest in this guy.
For such a waste, if you kill him, you will get your own hands dirty.
Xue Hua sneered twice and kicked the Paladin in the stomach, sending him flying five or six meters away. At the same time, he also added a weakened version of the psychic impact.
"Hand over all your combat merit points and mission badges, then get as far away as you can, and don't let me see you again!"
"Yes...Yes...Thank you sir for your life, thank you sir for your life..."
The paladin ignored the pain of falling apart all over his body and quickly took out his merit card from the inventory, transferred all the merit points in it to Xue Hua, and also handed over a bag full of brass mission badges.
came out.
Xue Hua took the bag, not even interested in taking another look at this guy, and walked directly past him towards the ore convoy at the rear.
Seeing him approaching, all the professionals on the side of the motorcade immediately moved back like a flock of frightened birds, with expressions of extreme awe on their faces.
Xue Hua ignored them and walked to an ore cart and sat down, quietly closing his eyes and concentrating. (To be continued)
