"Ninth-level magic core?!" Gordon screamed in fright when he heard this, "Harry, you are really crazy! Where did we get the ninth-level magic core? If you have that thing, you can recruit it directly
A ninth-level powerhouse does something for us! God of Light, you are really crazy!"
"Huh?!" Jia Zhengjin's face turned ugly when he heard that there was no ninth-level magic core. Although he was just talking about it, he would not actually kill a thirteen-year-old child. But if the other party deceived him, it would definitely be
He must be taught a lesson, or even thrown out to those soldiers. If he dies in the hands of others, it has nothing to do with him!
Seeing Jia Zhengjin's anger, Gordon immediately realized that he had made a mistake. His face became even more ugly, and he hurriedly covered his mouth, not knowing what to do.
"Pah!" Jia Zhengjin didn't really believe it at first, so he just came to take a look just in case. But when he learned that he had been deceived, he immediately took action.
Although Gordon was frightened, he quickly blocked Harry with his body. But the necromancer in front of him, Harry had said that he had killed the elite troops of the Knights Templar. Not to mention himself, even if all his subordinates came over, he would not be able to bear it.
Ah! Not to mention that he is also an evil necromancer, which is even more terrifying!
You said that Harry has already provoked a Templar Knights, why would he provoke a terrifying necromancer now? Isn't this asking for death?
The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. Gordon had already planned to tell Harry to run away quickly. Even if his calves were trembling, he had to protect him from leaving.
Just as the atmosphere became increasingly tense, Harry quickly pushed Gordon away and came out from behind: "Uncle Gordon, we have it! We have a ninth-level magic core!"
"Ancestor! Just calm down for a moment!" Gordon was about to cry without tears. Where did we get the ninth-level magic core? Do you think we didn't die fast enough?
"No! Uncle Gordon, have you forgotten? There is indeed a ninth-level magic core in Maltis City!" Harry said loudly, "That's the one that no one dares to touch..."
Jia Zhengjin was originally going to teach Harry a lesson, but when he suddenly heard what he said, although he was reluctant to believe it, he couldn't help but stop.
Gordon was stunned for a moment, then his face turned pale: "Isn't it right? You, you can't..."
Harry nodded vigorously: "Yes! That's what I thought."
"Harry! I'm begging you, uncle, please don't keep torturing my heart like this, okay?" Gordon almost cried, "Can I arrange for someone to personally escort you to Holy Dragon City? I'll pay for a servant.
Can I protect you? Even if I lose everything, can I find a way to send you there? Don't always think of scary things to torture your uncle, I really can't stand it!"
Seeing Gordon's appearance, Harry hurriedly supported him to prevent him from falling to the ground: "Uncle Gordon, don't be afraid! Isn't Justin your good friend? As long as you can persuade him to help, we will definitely
Those who can get the magic core!"
"What a crime! Damn the Knights Templar, you have forced a good child to be like this!" Gordon felt like he couldn't even stand still, and looked at Harry with a pleading look on his face, "Child! How about we do this?
Should we forget it? This is a fatal matter, let’s not harm Justin! He is innocent..."
"But this is the only way we can do it now!" Harry glanced at Jia Zhengjin, "Brother Martin is willing to teach me necromancy. This may be a good opportunity for us to make a comeback. I don't ask for everything back, at least I want it for our Moser family.
Is it fair? I will make the Templars pay the price, no matter what method is used!"
"You can't do that! If anyone knows about it, the entire human race will not be able to tolerate you! And you will be hunted by countless powerful people. They will not give up until you are wiped out!" Gordon shook his head desperately.
, "Harry, this is the devil's temptation! You must not be impulsive!"
"But Uncle Gordon," Harry said with firm eyes, "Even if the devil really appears now, as long as he can help me, I am willing to give my soul!"
"The God of Light is above, what should I do?" Gordon finally couldn't bear it anymore, his feet were weak and he knelt on the ground, looking up and wailing, "Great God of Light, please save your most devout believer! You can't watch.
He has fallen into the arms of the devil!"
"Uncle Gordon, I said it all!" Harry struggled to support him, trying to pull him up. "My heart still firmly believes in the God of Light!"
Hearing this, Gordon glanced at Harry and burst into tears.
Jia Zhengjin was completely confused by the scene of a middle-aged man crying in front of two children.
Unable to bear it, he finally slapped the table: "Shut up! You two are chattering a lot, and my head is spinning! I don't care about anything else, I just want to ask one thing - is there a ninth-level magic core?
!!”
"No!!" Gordon shouted immediately.
"Yes!!" Harry immediately shouted, "Brother, you believe me! There is definitely a ninth-level magic core! I can definitely help you get it out!"
"Harry!!"
"Uncle Gordon, we have no choice!" Harry grabbed Gordon's hand with force, looked at him and said seriously, "Even if this matter will make me infamy for eternity, I will admit it!"
"No, Harry! It really can't!" Gordon shook his head desperately, "In this case, I will find a way to find the ninth-level magic core for you, okay? Don't even think about that!"
"Uncle Gordon, do you believe it yourself? Can we find the ninth-level magic core?" Harry smiled bitterly, "I'm afraid this is the only way, the only way we can get revenge!"
"That won't work! In this case, you will really go down the wrong path!" Gordon didn't know where the strength came from, and hugged Harry hard, "Listen to me, Harry! Let's not take revenge for this! I
I will try my best to send you to Holy Dragon City! As long as you get there, the Knights Templar will not dare to do anything."
"Uncle Gordon!"
"This Lord Necromancer!" Gordon turned around and knelt on the ground, looking up at Jia Zhengjin with tears on his face, "Harry is young and ignorant, please forgive him! As long as you let him go, I am willing to use this
Take my old life instead!"
"Uncle Gordon, what did you say?" Harry shook his head hurriedly, "I am responsible for my own affairs!"
Seeing the two of them talking to each other, Jia Zhengjin felt even more unhappy: "I just asked where the ninth-level magic core is?!"
"Brother, brother! Listen to me..."
"Harry, no! It's really not possible!" Gordon hurriedly covered Harry's mouth and shook his head desperately.
Harry struggled hard, finally got out of Gordon's arms, and quickly ran to Jia Zhengjin: "Brother! Yes! There is definitely a ninth-level magic core! Maltis City Museum, Battle of the Gods, one of the ten greatest heroes of mankind,
The left eye of the golden sword Loomis is a ninth-level magic core!"
"Harry, you're going to go to hell!" Gordon was already sobbing and collapsed to the ground.
