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Chapter 1229 Jinse has no tears and two lines

In the first years, Olista was still a kind and upright magician, and the magic theory he studied was also within his control. However, as he grew older, his research was repeatedly frustrated, and his inner

Full of suffering.

The door to true forbidden magic opened to him.

Depravity is rarely reversible. Once it begins, it will only get deeper and deeper. Olista completed the transition from a low-level magician to a mid-level mage in ten years, and the price he paid was the creation of countless innocent souls.

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When Razelek appeared in front of him following the aura of sin, and faced with the temptation of a power more powerful than that of a high-level mage in Dalaran, he chose to be loyal without hesitation.

Since then, Olista has been completely dead.

He will not recall the sky above the white roofs of Dalaran, nor will he recall the wild flowers blooming on the wilderness trails. Even the teacher's face and warnings gradually disappeared into the dim night sky of the cursed land.

Instead, there was an even crazier demon mage.

He put on a white robe, but a new layer of darkness shrouded the cursed land. Archmage Olista, a name that even ogres shunned.

Now, a group of adventurous adventurers stepped into his mage tower.

Olista felt an unprecedented anger, because his dignity had been violated, because the leader of the thieves was holding the devil's amulet that he regarded as a treasure.

It was a token given to him by his master, the great fear magic Razelek.

Lu Li and his four elite groups were advancing rapidly in the mage tower. The advantage of not being blocked by ghosts was that they would not suffer casualties and did not have to stop to rescue their companions.

Seeing that they were almost reaching the top of the tower, everyone suddenly felt dizzy.

After he stabilized, he realized that he was no longer in the mage tower. It was a dim space, with traces of black paint dispersing in the air, and a putrid smell wafting in the wind.

This is a secret place!

An undiscovered or abandoned secret realm can be connected to the mage's mage tower after being blessed and positioned by magic. All the magicians who have a mage tower in Dawn like to do this. The only difference lies in the size of the secret realm.

From the perspective of monsters or BOSS, only wild BOSS, humanoid, and intelligent types have secret realms.

There are actually not many benefits to this, the most is that you won't be disturbed by others.

Lu Li had guessed that Olista had such space before, so he didn't worry about being disturbed by other players. Even if all the guilds united to revive, they wouldn't be able to interfere with their fight against the BOSS.

The disadvantages are not without, that is, the number of people entering is limited, and after the battle begins, no follow-up support can be obtained.

"Boss, look quickly!"

Someone's screams alerted Lu Li. Following the direction the player was pointing, Lu Li saw a scene he could never have imagined. With his rigid personality, he almost laughed out loud.

A dozen non-Sword of Judgment players stared blankly at Lu Li and the others, barely trembling.

Olista used magic to transfer all the people in the Mage Tower to his secret realm, which not only included the four hundred-man regiment of the Sword of Judgment, but also pulled in Jinse Wushang and others who had followed them into the Mage Tower.

Already.

Olista is very innocent. Who knows if you are in the same group, but you are all his enemies anyway.

Jinse Wushang was about to vomit blood. He had just entered the mage tower and met a difficult ghost. So he entered the tower with the strongest men, trying to carve out a foothold and let the people behind him come in.

I didn't expect to be teleported into this hellish place in the blink of an eye.

What's even more terrifying is that standing in front of them are more than 400 elites of the Sword of Judgment. They feel like a little sheep caught in a pack of wolves. What's even more terrifying is that they don't even have a place to escape——

The whole space is just that big.

"Hey, you're fine," Fat Monkey waved his hand, and a group of people immediately gathered around him.

"It turns out that he is the master of the Sword of Judgment. This is all a misunderstanding," Tangtang said for a moment, but now he couldn't stand up anymore. In fact, Jinse Wushang is such a person. It was replaced by the reward of the bloody battle flag.

As for Hua Pinyu, even if he looks like a scholar, he would rather die than say such a thing.

"Don't be such a coward. How about we challenge each other? If you win, take your people and leave. If you lose, you'll be left alone." Fatty Monkey said with a sinister smile.

Jinse Wushang's face turned dark. His level was only fifty-five, and his subordinates brought him here.

Let him compete with a level 58 professional player in a PK. Isn't that just asking him to hit a rock with his egg? Even if he is lucky enough to win, who can ensure that the other person keeps his word?

"It's a pity that your president is too cowardly, so I can only say sorry." Fatty Monkey waved his hand, and a large number of skills immediately overwhelmed these dozen people. Although some people resisted, their resistance was obviously unlikely to cause too much damage.

of waves.

Lu Li didn't say anything from beginning to end. He was not the Holy Mother. Leaving Jin Se Wushang at this time would not gain the other party's favor.

And the obvious fact is that this group of people are here to cause trouble for the Sword of Judgment. How can we repay kindness by retaliating directly? Killing the opponent in this way will not only make the opponent lose some experience, but also gain some equipment.

"Wucao, boss, you actually have legendary equipment!" Fat Monkey exclaimed.

Just when Lu Li thought about harvesting equipment, the facts confirmed his idea, but he didn't expect that he would actually lose legendary equipment.

When did the Jiangnan nobles become so wealthy that just a dozen people could drop legendary equipment? If they really had this kind of strength, they wouldn't be unable to even make it to the top 16 in this season's league.

"This group of people is so awesome. They don't have anything lower than dark gold, and they also have rare materials," Fat Monkey came over to report after checking.

"How many pieces of equipment?" Lu Li refused to accept. These children were beaten to death in a wave, but the items they dropped were more powerful than ordinary BOSSs. Even wild BOSSs would drop gold.

"Seven pieces of equipment, including a legendary mail glove, and six pieces of dark gold. They all look good, and there are two rare materials."

Lu Li checked the equipment. The attributes were indeed very good, and they were all inserted with stones and strengthened two or three times. From this, it can be seen that this group of people should be at least core elites.

It is also easier to divide the equipment. The mail armor is a healing equipment and is given to a healing shaman with high points.

The other six items were also distributed in the same way. The rare materials were returned to the guild's warehouse, and the other miscellaneous items were sold by the few people who worked on them for drinking.

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