"Take it over, this is not your thing!"

True stared at Shire.↖,

The bone staff in his hand was already in an active state, the crystal skull at the top was shining, and the evil laughter was emitted from his empty mouth, and the scene looked very scary.

But Charles was unmoved, but instead laughed: "The Lord of Pale Trudeaux, the 'Stone of Ion' does not belong to me, nor does it belong to you. It is a treasure inherited from the great Arcane Empire. No one is qualified to truly occupy them and become their owners. We all have the right to use it."

"I will be their owner!" Trul said in a deep voice, "Super it!!"

"Hahaha……"

Charles couldn't help but smile. Seeing the heroic profession being anxious but worried, he was so entangled that he didn't dare to go forward and rob, he could no longer suppress his emotions.

Alisa's previous advice was correct, Trudeau could not cast a spell for a short time.

The reason is very simple.

The world of "Dawn" has spell positions, and the caster does not have the saying that the magic value blue bar is. However, the real-world spellcaster, like the warrior, will still consume his vitality by repeating the skills many times. Therefore, no matter whether it is a priest, mage or warrior, when you go out for adventure, you always have to bring a few bottles of vitality potion as combat preparation supplies.

True was too proud. He must have vitality potions on his body, and it was a high-level potion, but he just didn't use it. Apart from pride, Charles couldn't think of any other reason. True thought that he threw out several spells in one breath and hurriedly drank the vitality potion, and his behavior seemed too stupid.

Or maybe True only wants to kill Charles, and is unwilling to spend more energy on the wilted person. If he only deals with the Holy Land, he really doesn't need to waste an extra bottle of potion.

It seems that Trulu thought that in the face of the hero's power, the Holy Land's priest would hand over the "Ioan Stone" in his hand without any resistance. He was still too confident in himself, and to be more precise, he was conceited.

"【Mage's Hand】!"

Duru was angry at Charles' laughter, raised his staff and made a magic light, and a "boom" sound came from the sky above the temple. The air waves were churning, and a small level zero trick was instantly released by the Lord of Pale, and it actually had a momentum that was not as weak as the third-ring spell.

It seemed like a small hill collapsed above my head, the floor shattered, and the already dilapidated temple floor could not withstand the pressure. The cracks spread out on the large area with the foot of Charles as the center.

This [Master's Hand] was thrown too suddenly and instantly. Shire had no time to react, and then knelt on the ground. Her knees were deeply imprinted in the broken stone slab, as if embedded in it, and it was difficult to move.

My body trembled slightly due to tightness, overload.

Cold sweat spread across the cheeks, sweat beads forming at the tip of the nose and jaw, and fell to the ground.

Shire had never seen such a powerful [Master's Hand]. At this time, he could not control his emotions and his eyes showed a look of shock and anger.

Just imagine how terrible it would be to be able to crush a profession with 19 power attributes that can crush a naked state. The [Master's Hand] in people's perception is just to control 5-pound items remotely from the air.

The weight of 5 pounds and hills is different. Shire dares to say that this day [Master's Hand] is definitely an improved spell, and it may even be a powerful spell that does not require the spell position to occupy.

"hehe……"

"Ands move mountains. How long can you last?"

Trulu still did not remove his magic power, and maintained his suppression of Shire, sneering: "Although I can't use regular mages, these tricks are enough to handle you."

"Steal the 'Ion Stone'!" Tru shouted.

He was very cautious and did not choose to rob even in this situation. Because True knew that the Saint Landers had strange storage spaces called "backpacks". It is said that the indigenous thieves had attacked some local tyrants, but with their superb thief skills, they could only steal a small part of the money in the Saint Landers' space at a time, and could not be plundered at once.

Of course, True Lu didn't know that this was the protection wording of the "system" for players, so he believed that the Saint Admiral had a high-level storage prop with anti-theft magic. If the owner died, the items in the storage prop would be lost. If the "Ioon Stone" wins the prize and is trapped in the alien space, True Lu knew that he would lose this treasure forever.

Therefore, he must be cautious, even if his murderous intent is boiling in his heart at this moment.

But to True's surprise, the Holy Ancestor's bones were very hard and had a temper, without any sign of surrender. He couldn't help but feel angry and shouted, "Stone! Give me the Stone of Ion! Return my stone back!"

His expression and tone were a little crazy, as if he had been obsessed with studying the "Ioan Stone".

Shire didn't say a word.

Now he can only describe his mood at this moment in one sentence.

He pretended to be too busy and had to pretend to be in tears. If he handed over the "Ioan Stone" at this time, he would still die. Since the result was the same or not, why did he respond to Dulu? This necromancer is also stubborn. Just come up and grab it quickly.

He shouldn't have been absolutely necessary. He just pretended to be mysterious in front of the withered Alisa, pretending to be mysterious and powerful, making Alisa misjudged his level of strength.

The two giant dragons outside the temple are still fighting fiercely, and the battle cannot end in a short period of time. Alisa chose to believe in the fake, go out to deal with the evil dragon, and let Shir get entangled with the demon believers.

In Alisa's opinion, no matter how bad this fake person is, he should be a hero of the same level as her and will not be defeated.

But she was completely wrong, she was completely wrong. Shire's current situation is not called a defeat, but she has no qualifications to fight Trudeau at all. The battle was over before it even took place.

Charles was seriously reviewing his mistakes, but unexpectedly, a crisp applause suddenly sounded in the temple.

"Smack it..."

The applause was definitely not from Alisa, because she was fighting outside the temple. Trulu, a demon believer in a furious and manic state, had no time to applaud and laugh at him.

There are others!

Almost at the same time, Charles raised his head with difficulty and looked at the source of the sound with Truqi.

The evil red dragon statue enshrined in the Temple of Ashalond spans the temple. It is several times larger than an ordinary adult dragon. A woman wearing thick traveler's clothing, wrapped in a gray towel and a white and cold face, stood strangely on the dragon head of the red dragon statue.

Even the hero, Trulu, didn't know when the woman was standing there. He slightly restrained the irritable expression on his face, his eyes returned to gloomy, and he shouted, "Who are you?"

"Devil believer, you are not qualified to know the name of a pure woman. This will defile her faith." The traveler on the dragon head said coldly.

Shire's eyes flashed.

He vaguely felt that the woman's temperament was a little familiar.

The inviolable cold feeling.

Exquisite. Too perfect, there is no trace of flaws, as if the beautiful faces will not deteriorate with the years.

The ice-like skin, and the few strands of platinum-white hair that were leaking from the turban... These appearance characteristics really made Charles feel familiar.

"You are not a human!"

True stared at the woman wrapped in heavy clothes, took a few steps back, and while waving the bone staff, he took out a bottle of potion that emitted a light golden light and poured it into his mouth.

The complex sound of spells was spit out from True's mouth. Shir couldn't help but wander between True and the woman.

It was obvious that Trulu had already noticed the woman's strength level. Therefore, he quickly drank the vitality recovery potion and entered the casting time in full state.

However, the woman standing on the dragon statue did not make any counter-attack.

As if she sensed Charles' puzzled gaze, the mysterious woman on the dragon's head turned her head, pulled the corners of her mouth, and her beautiful eyebrows also moved, as if she was smiling. At least Charles felt that she was releasing her kindness.

"madness!"

"I've given you a chance."

Finally, a few seconds later, the woman seemed to have pinched the time of Trulu's casting, spoke and acted.

The sound of fighting outside the hall suddenly disappeared in my ears.

My breathing also disappeared completely.

Shire kept his eyes open and kneeling on the ground. Everything in the world seemed to be completely still at the moment when a woman spoke, and time stopped flowing.

The picture in the field of vision seems to have just happened, and it seems that there have been countless years again. The only one who transcends time is the female traveler who jumps off the dragon statue and walks lightly to the front of Tru.

Trudeau obviously had a clear consciousness. When he saw the woman standing in front of him, his eyes were no longer as gloomy and conceited as before, but instead he was filled with deep fear.

He tried to open his mouth, his lips trembled, as if he had spit out a few vague words, but the whole world had no sound at all.

"【Soul-blocking Technique】!"

The female traveler's face was still so cold. Charles heard her faint voice, and then the whole world instantly returned to normal, and the sound of fighting outside the hall rushed into his ears.

But True disappeared. A bright ruby ​​appeared on the palm of the female traveler's palm, and there seemed to be a dark shadow floating in the gem.

Charle turned over and sat on the gravel, rubbed his nose, opened his mouth to ask, but the woman came over and said, "That demon believer has been imprisoned by me in this gem."

"Of course, if you want to kill him immediately, I can satisfy you." The woman was surprisingly easy to speak, and her tone was deliberately gentle, without the feeling of coldness and unsolidity before.

"Don't, his knowledge... and other things are useful to me." Shire smiled awkwardly as he spoke.

This woman didn't know when she came, and she was most likely to know the existence of the "Ion Stone".

"I teleported with that demon believer... Speaking of which, I have to thank him. It was his teleportation fluctuations that hid me, otherwise I wouldn't have had the chance to observe such an interesting thing." The woman said with a slightly raised corner of her mouth.

She untied her turban and her white hair was dripping down.

Immediately afterwards, the woman unbuttoned the white bandage that wrapped around her entire palm, and slowly raised her right palm.

On that pale jade hand, the heart-shaped and inexplicable piercing pattern clearly reflects Charle's gradually becoming serious face. (To be continued...)
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