Before ascending to God, be a good lord

Chapter 332
Emmanuel Joe is the leader of the Dragon Claw neighborhood outside Dragon Tooth City. He used to be a bodyguard for a big family, a caravan bodyguard, and a mercenary leader. During the years, he wandered around, and settled down when he reached the middle-level knight in middle age.

Recently, Emmanuel heard that several mercenary organizations in the city are colluding with each other, planning to kidnap a rising nobleman, a high-ranking knight, and the earl of the court. Such a goal is not easy, but the employer is willing to pay a big price.

However, it was a coincidence that at night, his uncle, sleepy old Joe, brought the earl over, but he came alone.He was worried that Rand would go back alone, so he offered to see him off.

Halfway from the mercenary station to Longtai Mountain, there was an uninhabited wasteland. This was the first time Emmanuel felt that the nearby ruins and the forest in the distance were so scary. Unconsciously put it on the hilt of the sword.

"I think it's almost done, or else we can do it." When Emmanuel was extremely nervous, the Viscount Lant beside him said this.

"What?" The middle-level knight also panicked, but there were already rustling sounds from the surrounding ruins, and dozens of figures appeared in the blink of an eye.

"Perth?" Emmanuel recognized the biggest one in the figure, it was a 4-meter-high gray-haired orc, the most notorious killer in the area outside the city, and a half-orc who had reached the level of a senior knight. Werewolf Perth.

Soon Emmanuel discovered that among the dozens of people in front of him, there were at least two thieves and three half-orcs who were on the same level as Perth.No matter how powerful the nobles around him were, it would be difficult to deal with so many senior knights.

"My lord," Emmanuel drew out his sword, and made a defensive posture towards the assassins, "I'm afraid I won't be able to help you block many people, or you should take the opportunity to leave."

However, at this time, Rand looked at him with a strange look, "Are you really a mercenary leader?"

This is a magician in a black robe, and his face is covered by a wide-brimmed and pointed hat, but from the magic, Rand feels that the whole person has a kind of coercion on him.

"A group of trash" suddenly the owner of the mysterious voice flew over directly, or a super long jump came to Lante less than 20 meters away.

"Hey." Under the brim of Uzloni's hat, two red eyes emitted a frightening light, "The tone is not small, let me tell you, I have even killed the Golden Knight, you can make me take action, and you can do it Count it as your misfortune."

The worst one was a half-tiger who made a detour from behind Rand and wanted to sneak attack, but was spotted by Emmanuel when he was less than five meters away. He dodged but was directly knocked into the air by a huge black horse, and when he landed in a few laps, he even caught a fireball with his face, and was then split up by a wind blade.

"What are you waiting for!" Another voice came, urging the remaining combat power to attack Rand.
"His mount is an intermediate monster, we can't deal with it!" Perth roared.

Rand, who was riding on the fire, was almost surrounded by flames, and a few men who had the courage to come up were split by the flames and wind blades before they could reach them.

The poisonous mist was less than 10 meters away from Rand, and several wind blades came oncoming, and then the wind blades were ignited. In an instant, the wind blades and the flames formed a flame whirlwind. The bursting flame elements scattered the dark elements, and the remaining poisonous gas was burned After igniting, the flame burned along the black mist all the way to Uzloni's stomach. Unfortunately, the black mentor only coughed twice, and the flame went out.

Another high-ranking thief crossed Perth, but just as he landed, he heard a click, his left foot froze on the ground, and then a fireball came directly towards him. The thief didn't have time to escape and caught the fireball with his face. The root thorn protruded directly from under his neck.

"Black Mentor, Uzloni!" Emmanuel recognized the magician in front of him, who was the king of the underground world outside the city. He couldn't imagine what kind of price could invite this magician to do it himself.

Six high-level professionals faced a high-level knight, and they folded two at the beginning, and the remaining four watched the nobleman in front of him ride a black horse.

The half-werewolf Perth rushed forward with a dog, but several thorns protruded from the ground before he got close to the ground, so he couldn't help being two steps slower.

"Oh, what a waste of money!" The middle-level knight didn't expect that Lante, who was next to the magister, just said this.

After all, Uzloni opened his mouth so huge that his lower jaw was directly disconnected from his upper jaw. When did he eject a huge black mist from his mouth. The poisonous gas in the black mist was constantly intertwined with dark magic elements and shot towards Rand.

The air wave didn't blow Mr. Black too far, but after he extinguished the flames on his body, he found that Rand had killed two senior assassins again, and was now fighting another orc in Perth.

"What are you waiting for? Shred both!" A strange voice came from a distance, and the assassins rushed forward.

Just as Uzloni put his jaw back in place with his hand, a huge fireball rushed over. The black mentor was just about to shoot a shadow arrow composed of dark elements, but the fireball exploded. The huge air wave directly set off the mentor and several assassins. Only the mercenaries behind Rand escaped.

Obviously without the support of the magister, the two orcs couldn't last a few minutes in front of Rand. Uzloni couldn't hide anymore. He took out a magic scroll from the space ring. This scroll was to summon a space rift. It can directly elementalize everything nearby. This is Uzloni's last card. This level 9 scroll not only needs the magic power of the caster itself, but also needs to drive the magic power in the magic net.

As a black mentor, his magical characteristics are too obvious, and if he is not careful, he will be discovered by the senior officials in Dragon Tooth City, so Uzloni has always wanted to hide in the end.

However, just as his teacher was hesitating, a fireball suddenly formed around Rand and Agni, and the black scaled horse charged directly and knocked two orcs into the air again. It made him unable to concentrate on casting spells at all.

As a last resort, Uzloni took out another scroll, tore it open and used a dagger to chop off his left hand as a sacrifice for the scroll. His withered palm fell on the scroll, and the hexagram's magic circle shone brightly. The palm is continuously twisted and stretched by the magic power, and the size of the entire palm gradually swells to be bigger than the fire. The nails of the thumb, index finger, ring finger, and little finger keep growing. Just as high, the nail of the middle finger pointed at Rand, as if a beast from the abyss was looking at him.

(End of this chapter)