But if all your treasures are lost, it will be an extremely distressing and painful thing.
Just like Hexis said, Bolinger is no longer the strongest barbarian after losing his thunder hammer.
If all the super treasures are lost, the top immortals at their level will not be much better than the ordinary old immortals.
It is a luxury to think of one against two, one against three, or even a small number against a large number, or a small number against a large number.
Horses rely on their saddles, and people rely on their clothes. The strength of the immortal needs to be supported by powerful treasures.
The body was seriously injured and was paralyzed by the electric shock, making it difficult to move. At this time, there was no need for everyone to unload their treasures and then open the immortal space to put them in.
As the most recognized practitioner of life magic, Pope Lien has not yet unleashed powerful recovery magic on them, so Lien can already guess each other's thoughts.
If you were in the other party's position and had such a good opportunity, it would be difficult for anyone to predict what you would think when making a decision.
"Hahaha, Lien, kill them, kill them all. From now on, your Shanon Kingdom will be the overlord of the Western Continent," Hexis muttered.
"hey-hey."
Pope Lien made a low voice, neither denying nor admitting.
Before determining the ultimate strength of these people, he would not act rashly, but he was seen through by Rio and had to stand up at this time.
Even the powerful body of the barbarian Bollinger could not stop the trembling caused by the powerful current. His whole body was shaking like chaff. Within a certain period of time, these people had little ability to resist.
"Hexis, why are you happy? Do you think you can escape? We still have one life. If you die, everything will be nothing."
Bolinger looked at Hexis not far away, and felt that he had fought the most inexplicable battle in countless years. No one on the other side was touched, and everyone was seriously injured in the blink of an eye.
"If I don't build a country, it won't do any harm to Mr. Lien. The ghosts and gods organization has caused trouble to Apollo, and maybe it will be of some use to them, Xiannong."
Hexis smiled reluctantly and said: "My living is of great benefit to him. At least Rean still needs me to make the elixir of youth."
"The elixir of youth."
Mysterio's heart moved, and he looked at Pope Lien, looked at it carefully for a while, and then said in surprise: "Lien, you have actually become younger."
The Western Continent is extremely vast, but the real upper-class circle is not that big. At least the highest levels of these kingdoms know each other well, and everyone is no stranger to Pope Lien's appearance.
His body was not affected by the explosion or plasma, but Pope Lean's face-covered face was inadvertently lifted. Perhaps because he was thinking too much, Lean did not pay attention to this detail.
After Mysterio pointed it out, he calmly tied the scarf again.
Pope Lien's originally aging appearance has returned to middle age.
This was Lean's middle age, and Mysterio could not mistake it. He had seen this face hundreds of times in the past years.
For the young immortals, immortality and youth are topics that are far away from them, but for Mysterio, this is an urgent matter.
Even including the old immortal who didn’t know how to tell the sage.
The only one who can check Pope Lien at this moment may be the barbarian great prophet stationed next to the Sage's Eye.
"Don't worry about such details," Lien said with a smile: "It's just a temporary effect brought by a potion that lasts for hundreds of years. You will remain youthful and immortal. Only the mystery of immortality is worth exploring."
"God says: Everything we take is for the purpose of giving in the future."
"Your Majesty Ruiou, I would like to borrow some magic weapons from you, what do you think?"
Even Lien couldn't help but have some thoughts about the wealthy Mysterio, who was also a top immortal in the field of law.
Although it was borrowed, Lien murmured in his mouth, and the white light formed a chain, entangling Mysterio so that he could not move.
After glancing at the rest of the people, Lien waved his golden staff, and several white lights came down. No one escaped, not even Hexis, who had only one life left.
"Bah, hypocrisy." Bollinger struggled to free himself twice before scolding: "The Holy See's confinement magic is simply an insult in the hands of someone like you."
The thunder hammer has been lost, and now it seems that the remaining treasures will also go with it. This is simply a disaster.
"The sage will definitely record this kind of thing about you, Lien. Tomorrow you will be the most notorious person in the Western Continent, even if you are the Pope, there will be no exception."
Looking at Lien's right hand that he stretched out, Mysterio groaned.
"He, hehehe, is a prophet who relied on his predictions to exploit the camp's immortal loopholes for promotion. He is old and weak. I predict that he has died unexpectedly at this time."
Lien gently took out the gem connected to the Sage's Eye from his arms and placed it on the ground.
All I saw was that the place where the sage of unknown knowledge was located was in a mess.
The clear black and white eyes of the sage were like ink at this moment, turning extremely dark. The figure of the sage had long since disappeared, leaving only a withered skeleton lying sideways.
"You actually used magic power to guide this kind of thunder to the Sage's Eye. It turns out that you have already killed me."
Seeing the unknown sage slowly turning into bone powder, Bollinger's heart became cold. Lien acted too quickly. When they were dealing with Hexis, Lien had already made other plans.
Prophets are not omnipotent, and it is especially difficult to predict themselves.
Perhaps the sage Bu Zhi didn't expect this misfortune to happen so quickly.
"This is Hexis's action. It has nothing to do with me, does it?" Lien said with a smile.
"Am I going to take action?"
Hexis felt bad for a while, as he picked up a basin of shit out of thin air. This was not a good start.
"That's right, you were the one who took action. You also imprisoned the emperors of Casa, Apollo, Northern Kingdom, and Aurelius. I was the only one who managed to escape."
"What?"
Not only Hexis felt bad, but the remaining people also felt bad.
If you die unexpectedly, you will be resurrected once at most. If you are imprisoned, you will be locked up until the end of time, and you will never be able to get out in this life.
"Then, when I led the crowd to besiege you, you were injured and captured. However, you insisted on not revealing the place where your Majesties were imprisoned. You were tortured and tortured, but unfortunately you died, and you left with your secret forever."
As if he had planned the best script, Lean just narrated it gently, making people fall into infinite despair.
No one can escape, four prisoners and one dead, this is Lean's plan.
The treasures that five top masters spent countless efforts to create or obtain are enough to arm the strongest group of immortals.
"This feeling of powerful magic, ah, Rio, you are really wasting your resources. If I had these treasures, who could break the shelter magic I released."
"Our Shanon's flaming arrows, the Elf King's bow, haha, Irutan, without the Elf King's bow, guess who will be the leader of those rigid elves."
"Regenerative Armor, no wonder you're so tough on Bolinger. By the way, where is your thunder hammer?"
"Spartz, your divine armor is a bit off, but this dagger is really good."
"Tsk, dear Hexis, thank you for summoning the scarab. This necklace is good. I will accept it. I will pray for you after I die. I wish us a happy cooperation."
Like the most picky eater, Lien picked and picked over the super treasures on everyone's bodies, taking out every delicate item first, so that everyone could no longer stand up with the help of the treasures. He looked at Hexis
, now is the time to deal with this scapegoat.
"It is indeed a pleasure to work with you, Pope Lien."
Hexis raised his head slightly, and a black light flashed in his eyes.
"The poison of the tarsus breaks out." Fupin Chinese