"Flash!" Being fully prepared, Jia Zhengjin immediately used his skills.
The next moment, he successfully appeared next to the huge corpse of the Warcraft Baldos in the exhibition hall.
The magic barrier is not activated, and the space teleportation skill will not be triggered!
Jia Zhengjin showed great excitement and quickly reached out to put Bardos' magic core into his virtual backpack.
[Dark Core Lv9] The ultimate magic core, the energy body of the strongest monster in the world, contains unimaginable power. If it is embedded in a weapon, incredible things will happen!
The introduction is very tempting, but Jia Zhengjin is not willing to embed the ninth-level magic core into the weapon. This is a ninth-level powerhouse! Besides, he does not have a suitable artifact to embed a magic core of this quality, so he cannot use ordinary
Weapons?
He was extremely excited when he got the magic core. He immediately used Dark Flash to fly to the corpse of Khacha Dosman next to him, and took away the second ninth-level dark core. Then he waited for a while, and continued to harvest others after the skill CD was restored.
The dark monster core in the exhibition hall.
In the end, a total of two ninth-level magic cores, ten eighth-level magic cores, fifty seventh-level magic cores, and more than 430 first- to sixth-level dark magic cores were obtained!
What a great harvest! Jia Zhengjin received all these dark magic cores into his virtual backpack and was so excited. As a result, he was so happy that he accidentally kicked the magic barrier.
The magic barrier was triggered, and a bolt of lightning shot over and hit him directly, causing him to fall to the ground and roll in pain. He was immune to magic attacks below level eight, so obviously this magic barrier was at least level eight or above!
On the other side, Morgan took Jia Zhengjin's psychedelic clone and left the Gong Lao Pavilion without any suspicion along the way.
When they were approaching the treasury, a large number of people came in from outside. It turned out that the Lord of the Temple, Oriwei, was returning with the Holy Knights.
"Lord Oriwei!!" Morgan's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly brought his psychedelic avatar forward to salute, "Congratulations on capturing the intruder alive!"
"Morgan, the intruder was not captured alive!" Oriwei said nothing, but a paladin next to him reminded him, "He resisted vigorously, but in the end Mr. Oriwei could only use powerful magic to destroy him!"
"As expected of Lord Oriwei!" Morgan said hurriedly, "I don't know where the intruder came from, but he dared to act wild in front of you. He is really reckless!"
"No need to flatter me!" Oriwei's voice was low, "That person is very weird. I feel like things are not that simple."
"With Lord Oriwei here, any kid will kneel down in front of us!" Morgan said with a smile on his face.
Oriwei calmly moved his gaze to the psychedelic clone and frowned slightly. This man wearing an honorary paladin armor could not feel any fighting power in his body: "Who is he?"
Seeing that Oriwei noticed the gold owner next to him, Morgan hurriedly said with excitement: "Mr. Oriwei, this is a believer who just arrived at our place today and made a special trip to worship. His name is Jin, and he is a traveling merchant. Jin has worshiped him since he was a child.
Holy Angel, he admires our Knights Templar very much. But because of his family situation, he has been involved in business since he was a child and cannot join us."
"Let me see your face!" Oriwei said to the psychedelic clone. He did not doubt Morgan's words, but simply wanted to know what this traveling merchant looked like. He was also confused about how he could obtain the honorary paladin armor.
"Lord Ou Liwei!" Jia Zhengjin's psychedelic clone's way of thinking has also inherited the original body, so he knows that his true identity cannot be discovered. If his face is seen, he will be recognized immediately! Even if his face cannot be seen, he can still fool him.
After all, he does not have any magic power or other power to identify his identity. Even if he is perceived by a ninth-level expert, he will only think that he is a commoner. "Please forgive me for being rude. But due to some personal reasons, I
You are not allowed to show your face at will in front of outsiders. This is our rule over there."
Oriwei was not surprised when he heard this. There are indeed many strange customs in so many countries in the world. He has seen weirder customs than this. In addition, he confirmed that the other party was just a civilian with no threat, so he nodded and said: "It doesn't matter.
!But I am very curious. Morgan, how did Mr. Jin obtain the armor of our honorary paladin?"
Hearing the mention of Oriwei, Morgan hurriedly took out the silk bag from his pocket and raised his hands respectfully: "Report to Mr. Oriwei! Jin's heartfelt admiration for our Knights Templar, even as a traveling merchant, he only pays 100,000 yuan every year.
If he can come here once, he also hopes to join us. He is willing to donate 100,000 gold coins every year as a fund for us to help poor people. At the same time, because he admires Lord Oriwei, he voluntarily donates the most precious ancestral space props!"
"Oh?" When Oriwei heard about one hundred thousand gold coins, a smile appeared on his face. When Morgan mentioned the space props, his eyes lit up. Even as a ninth-level strong man, even as a saint
He, the master of the Knights of the Palace, does not have a single space prop! This treasure is a priceless treasure. Basically, the forces or individuals he owns will never put it up for auction. And those who can possess these space props are basically masters who are not easy to mess with.
, or there may be a very scary backer behind him. Even a strong man like him would not think of robbing him, especially since he is a member of the light camp.
"Lord Oriwei, this is the space prop that Jin presented to you!" Morgan knelt on the ground, holding up the silk bag in his hand, his eyes full of anticipation.
Oriwei reached out and took the silk bag, and the paladins next to him also looked here with great curiosity. After all, everyone has only heard of space props in legends, and no one has ever seen the real thing.
After taking the silk bag and opening it hesitantly, Oriwei suddenly showed a surprised expression. This is really a space prop, although the space inside is not very big!
An unconcealable smile appeared on his face, he quickly put the silk bag into his arms, looked at the psychedelic clone and nodded: "Okay! Okay! Jin, you are indeed the most devout believer! Morgan, you have merited the recommendation, and I also
I want to reward you well!"
"Thank you, Lord Alliwe!" Morgan's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to make the psychedelic clone lower his head, "Quick! Thank you, Lord Alliwei! Your Excellency has a good impression of you!"
"Yes!" The psychedelic clone hurriedly saluted respectfully.
"Haha! You're welcome!" Oriwei was very happy, and personally reached out to help Morgan and the psychedelic clone, "Jin, since you have become a member of our Knights Templar, you must be more pious in the future! As long as you are pious enough, Saint
Angels will naturally bless you!"
"Yes!" The psychedelic clone nodded hurriedly and replied, "This subordinate will definitely contribute to the Knights Templar wholeheartedly!"
"Okay! Okay!" Oriwe laughed loudly, "If you don't mind, can you stay at the Knights today?"
"This..." The psychedelic clone was about to think of a way to refuse, when suddenly the face of Oriwei in front of him changed.
"Lord Oriwei, what's wrong with you?" Morgan asked curiously.
"There is a bold thief who actually stole our Knights Templar!" Oriwei showed a sharp look, "He really doesn't know how to live or die. Morgan, please treat Jin well. Don't neglect the etiquette of a distinguished guest. I want to see it.
