through the dark road

Chapter 206
"Miscellaneous fish?" The barbarian challenger snorted coldly, put the broad two-handed epee in his hand on the ground beside him, and drank the life potion and mana potion in succession.

"You can fight first, but let him recover his strength first." Lokan said coldly.

Although Mo Bei's sudden appearance temporarily relieved his predicament, it also made him feel extremely disgraceful, so he was very angry.

I can't vent my anger yet, and I feel so uncomfortable in my heart.

"Hey, what's the point of being fair to people from the Wizarding Society?" Mo Bei charged immediately after dropping a word.

All the onlookers were shocked by his words and what was almost a sneak attack, but the questioning words were stuck in their throats, and they were so shocked by the scene in front of them that they lost their ability to speak.

The challenger who was about to defeat Rokhan flew upside down like a hammered iron bucket after a bang, and then rolled continuously in the open space, leaving bloodstains dripping along the way.

Judging by the blood that kept gushing out and the degree to which the side rib armor was dented, it was obvious that he couldn't survive.

"what!"

Immediately afterwards, there was a series of screams from the crowd, and everyone turned their heads hastily, and saw that all the team members of the challenger were being strangled by a group of people, and they were killed and injured almost instantly.

The only two remaining escaped from the crowd and were also beheaded a few steps away.

Between the ups and downs of the rabbits, all members of the wizarding society were wiped out.

It turned out that Milor and Adric had already dispersed around the sand bandits who had defected to the wizard society in advance according to Mo Bei's instructions, and killed them while their attention was attracted by the drastic changes in the field.

Thirty or so people managed to deal with the dozen or so people neatly under deliberate calculations.

Lokan, who witnessed all this, let out a furious roar, pointed his giant battle ax directly at Mo Bei and the others, and was about to order the siege immediately.

"Wait a minute, look at this clearly!" Mo Bei picked up a corpse thrown by Adric and the others, and shook it at Lokan.

The chain mail worn by the corpse was split from the shoulder by a sharp blade, and the single clothes inside were removed together, revealing the triangular brand mark on the back.

Luo Kan stared at the brand, and his chest heaved more violently. Mo Bei simply threw the body over to let him see clearly for himself.

Rokan leaned over the corpse, looked carefully at the twisted brand, and his face turned ugly.

He walked to the corpse of the barbarian who challenged him again, took a lot of effort to untie the heavy armor, and after only one glance, he let out a roar with all his beard and hair.

What happened during this period was also connected in his mind. No wonder the batch of equipment that was secretly sent to Lu Gaoyin for repair this time disappeared. . .

"boom!!"

He punched the brand mark angrily, then walked to the other corpses with a livid face, and checked them one by one.

The tense atmosphere around him gradually eased because of this punch, which made Mo Bei feel relieved.

On the other hand, Adric's gang of naives still have a calm expression of "your sensibility saved you".He couldn't help but wonder when these guys became so kind. . . .

If the development of the matter deviates from their expectations, it would be a bit whimsical to take thirty or so people to escape from such a close siege.

Taking advantage of Luo Kan's inspection of the corpses one by one, Mo Bei went to put away the barbarian's corpse and the heavy sword that hadn't been pulled out from the ground.

Judging by Rokan's reaction, these traitors should all come from this ethnic group, but he didn't care about it.

These are all members of the Wizarding Society, and he killed them, so they are naturally his trophies.

He hadn't had time to look at the equipment on the corpse yet, but he only glanced at the attributes of the two-handed epee, and couldn't help saying "Oh?", it's a top-quality double-suction weapon!

Dread Saw
Excellence Sword
Two-hand damage: 37-65
Durability: 35-50
Dexterity Required: 60
Required Strength: 100
Required Level: 22
Sword Class - General Attack Speed
+37% Enhanced Damage
+9 to maximum damage

+118% damage to undead
+146 to accuracy against undead

5% mana stolen on hit
6% Hit Steal Life
Fire Resistance +12%
This is the first Excellence Sword he has harvested, and it is the thickest of the two-handed swords.It can be seen from the power requirement of 100 points.

The blade changes from a straight edge to a large serrated shape near the guard, which, combined with the weight of the blade, further enhances the lethality of the near-end slash.

The attribute of restraining undead creatures is also very practical in this area, it is simply a great tool for digging graves.

After Lokan checked all the corpses and calmed down, he looked at Mo Bei with a complicated expression, and said:
"You said before that you also came to challenge me?"

"Is it still necessary!" Mo Bei responded casually. In his opinion, the rumored bandit No. 1 was just like that. To be honest, he was a little disappointed.

"... You really don't give an old ghost like me any face at all."

"Hehe, just kidding, don't take it to heart, I am here this time to discuss other matters with your ethnic group."

"Say."

"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Mo Bei, a paladin. We are here to hope that your ethnic group can move to Lu Gaoyin with us."

"No, we're doing fine here. If nothing else..."

"Almost reduced to a tool dominated by the Wizarding Guild, isn't it good?" Mo Bei interrupted Luo Kan directly, his voice raised a lot, and everyone started to look at each other with one sentence.

Lokan was choked again and was a little speechless.

He had already foreseen that he would be killed in a duel, and from the moment that traitor became the leader of the tribe, he could use the tribe to do many things.

"This kind of infiltration won't be the last time, you can't prevent it." Mo Bei still didn't say what was in his heart in order not to arouse hatred.

That is, it is really not difficult to shake and buy you poor people who can't even eat.If it weren't for the fact that those hide-and-seek fellows in the Wizarding Society weren't rich themselves, how could there be so few people who rebelled.

"What about Lugaoin City? Is it protected?" Lokan asked back, took off his helmet and put it away, revealing a mess of gray hair and beard, looking more like an old lion.

"Even if they can infiltrate, it's nothing more than doing some tricks to sow discord, and they can't make any big waves." Mo Bei said in a very firm tone.

Lokan obviously got some news about this matter. With such a large group, there should be quite a few job-changers or returnees who interacted privately.

Seeing that he was silent, Mo Bei also revealed his relocation plan.

"The current opportunity is fleeting. Once you miss it, it will be half the effort and full of difficulties to gain a place in Lugaoin City. As the leader of the ethnic group, you still have to find a way out for the clansmen!"

Adric and the others also beat their drums vigorously among the crowd, and even stated their good expectations for the future as established facts, which made many people fascinated.

Rokan exhaled slowly, feeling that the plate armor on his body seemed a bit heavy, so he directly untied the buckle belts under his armpits and two ribs, and took them off.

He suddenly realized that he was already so old, even though he was in a hurry this time, even his weapons were a little out of hand.But he had already shown his defeat in front of his clansmen, and he almost let the leader's position fall into the hands of traitors, which was a considerable blow to him.

Seeing the emotional expressions of the clansmen, he couldn't help feeling a little disheartened, his whole body looked loose, and his back was a little hunched.

The image of the strongest has been shattered, and you are still struggling to support yourself, are you tired?
After a moment of silence, he took out the two giant battle axes used in the previous battle, threw them at Mo Bei's feet and said:
"I am not your opponent, now you are the new leader of this group!"

After speaking, he wanted to turn around and leave, turning a deaf ear to the uproar of the clansmen.

"Then can you listen to orders?" Mo Bei stopped him.

"... What's the matter?" Lokan turned his head and gave Mo Bei a resentful look. At this time, he looked like an old man who was losing his temper, without any trace of the power of a leader.

"Help me gather other tribes and persuade them to go together."

"...OK!" Lokan just dropped this word, and didn't want to talk to anyone anymore, and went straight to the big cave next to the open space.

Some people wanted to follow subconsciously, but he stopped him with one sentence:

"Don't bother me, I want to sleep!"

Mo Bei smiled, and said in his heart that with the old guy's prestige in this desert, this matter is considered stable.

(End of this chapter)