"This vitality is simply a monster."
Looking at Bashamu's living wood leather armor, he gradually extinguished the flames.
Bashamu survives the flames.
Tucker was more and more amazed at the vitality of warrior extraordinary beings as their ranks increased.
"It would be great if I had such a strong vitality."
"Only by surviving can I have room for output."
"With a body like mine, once someone hits you in the face, don't ask. If you ask, you will die suddenly on the spot!"
Secretly pinched Tucker, who was good at witchcraft, tried his best to restrain his aura.
Just now, Tucker threw a kerosene bomb.
Burn each other.
It is good to be able to burn the opponent to death, but it can also disrupt perception if it is not burned to death.
In this way, Tucker can effectively converge the traces of his aura.
Nabasamu was holding the open wooden hand shield and did not dare to observe directly with his eyes.
Tucker can only be tracked by the hunter's keen sense of smell for prey.
It was because of this that Tucker ran around the bonsai just now.
This guy has smashed a lot of flowers and plants.
When Tucker restrained his breath with precision.
Then here comes the problem.
Bashamu, who cannot catch Tucker with his hunter's sense of smell, what should he use to find Tucker?
With your eyes?
Haha...
Tucker thought so too.
The flame goes out.
The altar place was in full swing just now.
At this time, it fell into deathly silence.
When Bashamu used his trustworthy hunter's sense of smell to sniff around.
His heart suddenly sank.
He couldn't find the wizard.
"I can't find you, but I still have a way to find you!"
Bashamu, who felt a chill in his heart, took a deep breath.
The power of shadow rolled deep in his throat.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."
The dark wolf howled from the power of blood.
With the dark sun on the altar as the background, it was stirring back and forth on the altar.
Quietly.
Three shadow demon wolves jumped out from the depths of the shadow behind Bashamu.
"Come on!"
followed Bashamu's order.
The three shadow demon wolves rushed forward.
soon.
I remembered the sound that broke through the air.
Then the snapping sounds of whipping sounded one after another.
It seemed like a leather whip was fighting three shadow demon wolves.
And in battle.
Bashamu greatly amplifies his hearing, smell, and other sensory abilities.
Hoping to locate that damn wizard.
However, no...
the wizard did not move at all, hiding in the blind spot behind his shield.
"I don't believe how long you can hide."
"My Shadow Howl can summon the Shadow Wolf infinitely."
The Shadow Wolf is summoned as a shadow. It is not too powerful, and its level is only level ten. Get ahead.
Soon the first wave of three shadow wolves were wiped out by the bloodthorn vines.
"Ouch..."
Just as Bashamu was making his second round of summons.
Suddenly.
Bashamu caught a glimpse of a human figure out of the corner of his eye.
"Not good!"
He just wanted to move the shield.
But it's too late.
"Bang!"
The gunfire ended.
After the pain in the eyes, there is a deep numbness.
But Bashamu's eyes were completely dark.
"It's over!"
Bashamu, who felt a chill running down his spine, suddenly felt his heart sink to the bottom.
"No...it's not over yet."
Suddenly, Bashamu seemed to have thought of something.
He raised his head and looked towards the altar.
Even if he can't see anything anymore.
However, he could still feel the power of the God of the Dark Sun above.
There is still the power he accumulated through sacrifice, waiting for the A-level extraordinary talent, and when he sacrifices it, he will do it together.
Now, immediately, immediately, pray to the God of the Dark Sun.
Ask him to restore you and give you strength.
Then you can make a comeback.
At this moment, Bashamu felt something hit him hard on his back.
Flames rose up all around again.
"Damn wizard."
While cursing, Bashamu quickly ran towards the altar.
Just as he was about to approach the altar.
He vaguely felt the breath of divine light.
"Tsk..."
A wisp of [Light Shaping Spear] about one meter long and as thin as a finger.
It penetrated Bashamu's head violently and nailed him to the ground.
The steps of the altar were already within his reach.
Too bad he never arrived.
"Huh..."
Tucker let out a breath and put the alchemy bomb in his hand back into the storage bracelet.
If this guy couldn't be killed with this blow, Tucker was going to use an alchemy bomb to knock him over.
But this monster with amazing vitality finally died after the light-shaping spear penetrated his head!
"The power of the Light Shaping Spear is indeed powerful. This guy is wearing living wood leather armor, which is comparable to extraordinary steel armor of the same thickness."
"But it was still penetrated by the Light Shaping Spear. It is worthy of a two-star light system. Witchcraft is a powerful one."
"It just takes a little longer to cast a spell and consumes more source energy."
"But this is not a problem."
"When I have enough source energy experience, I can do it properly Witchcraft (no) brain research (additional research point)."
"The casting time and source energy consumption of this witchcraft will be improved to a certain extent."
"At the same time, the flying speed of the Light Shaping Spear is not fast enough . The problem can also be greatly improved."
With the death of hunter Bashamu.
Peace returned to the altar area.
Tucker dragged Bashamu's body slightly away from the altar, and Tucker began to clean up the results of the battle.
The first is the living wood leather armor.
Living wood is an extraordinary armor refined from the tough leather armor of tree people.
Although it has been pierced by Tucker's light-shaping spear, the advantage of the living wood leather armor is that it can swallow extraordinary wooden materials and restore itself.
"This thing is not only light, but also has strong defense. It is much more powerful than my chain armor."
Before Basham's body had cooled down, Tucker put on his living wood leather armor.
After opening Bashamu's extraordinary bracelet and checking it, Tucker frowned slightly.
There isn't much of value in it.
There are only more than thirty pieces of magic gold.
Not as rich as Eden Gladstone.
"It shouldn't be! According to Eden Gladstone."
"The hunter gang Bashamu has taken away almost half of the entire gang's wealth and income."
"It can't be so poor."
"This guy hides his wealth Are you up?"
"Or?"
Tucker glanced at the altar from the corner of his eye.
With just this glance, the small black sun above was like a sharp thorn, making Tucker's heart tingle.
"This guy invested all his resources in offering sacrifices to the Evil God of the Dark Sun?"
"That little Dark Sun, is all his savings?"
"That evil thing, at a glance, is very... It's uncomfortable."
"If you break free from the altar, you may not know what will happen."
"You definitely can't take it away, otherwise..."
A bold idea emerged in Tucker's mind.
(End of chapter)