Damn it, this boss really has no normal skills.

Chapter 475 Yes, it was all done by the old sheephead

In the chaos, the suspicious Mo Xinglan also wondered why the usually gentle and polite Thyme suddenly became so active.

But now the secret treasure related to the true God is right in front of him, with a hundred schools of thought contending and the situation urgent, he really has no time to think too much and can only quickly use the secret method to start mobilizing people.

Then, on the west side of the temple, the master from the deep forest who had been restraining the second commander suddenly turned into a beam of light and fell on the platform like a meteor.

Although he also used masking props to blur his face, it was clear from his attire that he was a master of magic, and there were even several elemental spirits active around him that could only be condensed after a high level of cultivation.

Moreover, he did not bow down after meeting a church leader like Mo Xinglan, but just asked in a low false voice.

"Master, has the matter finally come to the final step?"

Mo Xinglan didn't get angry when she saw this, but instead bowed slightly.

"Well, now that things have come to this, these should be all the tricks that the Demon Dragon Prince has."

Then he pointed at the stone wall on the top of the mountain with a sharp gaze.

"Now that all those who are eligible to participate in the competition have stepped onto the platform, Lord Prince Consort, it's time for the winner to take all!"

Since even the most powerful and therefore calmest people in the Deep Forest had made up their minds to take action, the competition for the godhead naturally entered a white-hot stage from the very beginning.

Among them, Thyme, who set out first, was undoubtedly the fastest. Moreover, he took the initiative and a black vine sprang out from his sleeves. He actually managed to catch the black shadow that suddenly flashed half a beat slower for some reason.

But now Ji Ming has created a persona for himself that of a crazy god-seeker, a man with a diseased brain who would like to capture living people to make pills and balls in order to ascend to heaven.

So he immediately broke free from the vines, continuing to flash around while cursing.

"How dare you, a lunatic, block my path to godhood! When I become the new generation of Purple Lightning God, I will kill your entire family with my own hands!"

After saying that, the black shadow transformed the shadow in his hand into a three-meter-long machete, flashed three times, and chopped off Thyme's head.

However, he raised it high and then put it down gently, groaned with his trembling left hand, and covered his chest in a somewhat exaggerated manner.

"Cough cough..."

Fearing that the plot would lack tension, Ji Ming even threw some human blood used in alchemical experiments on the ground, and then he shouted in shock and anger.

"You! The thorns of your vine are poisonous! Who are you?"

Thyme's face naturally changed drastically when she heard this. She didn't dare to neglect him and quickly interrupted him with an even sharper shout.

"Shut up! Who am I and what does it have to do with you? Everyone, don't stop, follow me and kill this murderer!"

Then he called on his men to rush over with him. The matter was of great importance and this man must not be allowed to tell the truth!

Facts proved that he was "successful". There was no need to say much about the Jungle Messengers, a group of lunatics comparable to the Blood Cross. Under their desperate pursuit and blockade, the black shadow who could treat the dragon like a dog just now could only dodge continuously and had no time to utter even a word.

But he also "failed" accordingly. Although as a research-oriented flower, Thyme was knowledgeable, had read countless books, and was proficient in countless theoretical knowledge, he did not have any means to directly defeat this mysterious master. He could only play auxiliary control and delay time.

Of course, all of the above are shown to others. To put it bluntly, Ji Ming and Thyme are just competing with each other in acting skills. They are just occupying the throne in front of the stone wall and watching how the situation develops.

Although the trick cannot be used forever, it should be no problem to make Mo Xinglan and Prince Consort dispel their doubts about Thyme's sudden appearance. At the same time, it can pretend to be an accidental injury and kill a group of stealth fighters who think they can reap the spoils.

After all, it has been said long ago that the Jungle Messengers are all a bunch of lunatics, and none of them is a normal person. Isn't it natural for them to do some abnormal things?

But no matter what, Thyme is now openly a member of the Deep Forest Community of Interests, so when he saw that his side had been unable to take the city after a long attack, the Prince Consort once again turned into a beam of light and landed on the upper part of the long steps under the cover of Mo Xinglan.

And if Eleanor is a spell turret, then the Prince Consort is a spell bunker. The elemental elves beside him can not only speed up the construction of magic, but also act as an assistant to release it.

So we can only say that he is worthy of being the strongest gigolo in the Yangyue world today. This kid just raised his hand and cast four or five three-ring magic spells at Ji Ming as if they were free. His pure accuracy was not enough but he made up for it with quantity.

Logically speaking, the Shadow Chosen should have been defeated by now even if he had all kinds of tricks, after being surrounded and attacked by two masters, one at level 60 and the other at level 70, and a large group of desperate guys.

But Ji Ming was not actually poisoned at all, he was just acting with Thyme the whole time, so it was very reluctant, difficult, and lucky... that he dodged all the waves of spells shot by the Prince Consort.

Fatal blank shots kept coming one after another, which would have made anyone red-hot, but the prince consort didn't know who this person was, so he was almost unable to curse him.

With a cold snort, he could only vent his anger in a way that had no harm at all and even had a hint of tsundere flavor.

"You thief, you run really fast. Come back if you can!"

But based on the information Thyme had provided before, Ji Ming knew very well how capable this self-righteous guy was.

The Prince Consort, the Prince Consort, to put it bluntly, he is the princess's man.

Moreover, the reason why the game system uses this somewhat out-of-place ancient Chinese vocabulary is as the translation of the corresponding ancient land common language vocabulary.

This is because in the Yangyue world, not every princess's spouse can be called "Prince Consort".

Someone like Marquis Changge, who legally inherited the family rights by virtue of being the eldest son, and possessed absolute aristocratic status and means.

He certainly cannot be called "Prince Consort" when he marries the princess, because a lord is a lord, with ninety-seven lords in the four realms of Glory and hundreds of years of family glory on his shoulders, and he does not need any other title.

Only those male nobles who cannot inherit family power but want to get a stable job by clinging to the princess will get this noble title, which is almost equivalent to living off the princess, but is better than having no title at all.

In other words, this thing is actually used to save the reputation of the royal family, just like the ancient Chinese emperors would symbolically confer a title on the fathers of those favored "poor" concubines to avoid having a shabby father-in-law.

Correspondingly, those female nobles who could not inherit the family title would also be given the noble title of "Prince's Consort" after marrying the prince.

But then again, the successive Sun Kings who were plagued by the dragon disease had nothing much in their lives, but most of their offspring were messy.

Therefore, there are so many prince consorts and princesses that they are too numerous to count. Simply using this title, you can't tell which little Karami you are referring to.

However, although the lions in the neighboring Deep Forest Kingdom have quite a few offspring, only a few of them are qualified to have the title.

Therefore, there is only one person who can meet the requirements of [Prince Consort], [Level 70], [Located near the capital of the Glowing Kingdom], and [Alive] at the same time.

——The eldest princess’s business partner, deep forest diplomat, arcane master, Wedlan Blackstar.

As for his background story, it is relatively simple. The primogeniture system is also the basis for maintaining the aristocratic system in the Yangyue world. Therefore, as the illegitimate son of Lord Black Star's mistress, as long as the eldest son is not a fool, Master Wei can't climb up even if he cuts off his head.

But those who are capable are always ambitious, so after clearly knowing his own potential, Young Master Wei began his own enlightenment in Longchang.

The result of his enlightenment was that he embarked on an adventurous journey of leaving home to study and going to the royal capital, where he used his looks and abilities to hook the wealthy Aunt Zhang.

After stumbling along the way and climbing up the interpersonal network with gritted teeth, he finally seized the opportunity to meet Princess Shenlin, who had just been awarded the title.

As we all know, talking about money hurts feelings, and talking about feelings hurts power, so the source of Christine's theory of feelings is actually the distorted thinking brought about by the deep forest aristocratic circle that focuses on power.

Therefore, the eldest princess did not believe in the naive fantasy of "I like you, you like me", but as a firm supporter of "I need you, you need me", she gave Master Wei a chance to try.

As a result, after a few interactions, they found that they seemed to be able to meet each other's needs, so they exchanged ideas frankly in private, and then teamed up to work together.

Thus, the eldest princess had a staunch ally in her pursuit of power, and Master Wei, who had become the princess consort, could act arrogantly even when he saw his father, let alone his elder brother.

There is no way, now I am the future queen’s man!

But as a magic researcher, it would be difficult for him to achieve anything by staying in the Deep Forest Capital for a long time, so he came to Qixia City as a diplomatic ambassador because he wanted to make progress so much.

He said that he was very interested in the culture of the Glorious Light and wanted to learn the subtleties of the arcane from the magic masters of the Glorious Light and learn from them about the art of magic formations, but in fact...

Now it seems that he is indeed not honest. When the master's house caught fire, he didn't want to help put out the fire, but even wanted to take the opportunity to steal some valuable belongings. He really deserves to be the son-in-law of the lion.

So Ji Ming didn't give him any face, and while he was dodging, he launched all kinds of "panic" counterattacks at his face.

Although this kind of attack, which is not even a normal attack, will definitely not be able to do anything to a level 75 wizard, it will definitely embarrass him.

Although this prince consort might not be the strongest among those present in terms of strength, he is definitely among the top three in terms of the skill of cultivating qi.

It was clear that he had suffered several losses at the hands of Ji Ming and was in a very embarrassing situation, but he was not helpless and angry.

Instead, even the slight anger in his heart dissipated completely, and he became calmer, constantly looking for opportunities to try to get back at his old self.

"Tsk, it seems like he's a scary guy when he gets serious."

No wonder Huiguang was bullied by Shenlin. Any gigolo could have such ability, which was really extraordinary.

As a reward for the prince consort's serious fighting, he finally relied on several wood-level messengers to risk their lives and successfully cast his magic on the black shadow, ending the opponent's endless jumping left and right.

From then on, Ji Ming began the last act of the new script - a polite exit.

"Ah, what kind of magic is this? It's so scary! It can actually counter my magic power!"

He first pretended to be a small, fragile person with high agility and low health, and was knocked out of the shadow form by the powerful Dragon Flame Wave released by the prince consort.

Of course, the one who was beaten out was definitely not Ji Ming's real body, but a little bald man who looked very frivolous, doing no good all year round, with all parts of his body except for his facial features being pure black, and looking very sci-fi.

"This...what is this?"

The prince consort certainly had no idea what this black thing was, but the conscientious Thyme had done the narration work just right.

"God, I recognize this outfit! Sir, he is Adam Smith, the chosen one of the Shadow Church!"

Fearing that the prince consort would think too much about it, Thyme beat her chest and stamped her feet, and directly helped Ji Ming make his position clear.

"Damn it, I should have guessed it was you! This is more than the first or second time you've tried to ruin our plans!"

"what?"

Ji Ming also cooperated by letting out a cry of surprise and hurriedly explained.

"No! I'm not Adam Smith. Look, you can clearly see my big hands. You've got the wrong person!"

"Stop quibbling. You can't escape now that all the gentlemen are here. I swear to kill you!"

With a pair of movie stars pretending to be strangers and playing against each other, the prince consort, who has no intelligence and no think tank, will be confused no matter how smart he is.

Moreover, as a diplomatic ambassador, he always keeps an eye on every move of Huiguang, so he must know the existence of the Shadow Church.

Considering the uproar this thing had caused in the southern part of Glowing Light, I subconsciously believed the character that Ji Ming had given himself.

——"What? So you are from the Shadow Church!?"

"No, I am not!"

He left behind another unconvincing self-affirmation, the evidence was irrefutable, and Adam Smith, the chosen one of the Church of Shadow, turned into a black shadow and slipped away without looking back.

At this time, the murderous Mo Xinglan had also come to the two of them. After shaking off the blood stuck on her trouser legs with a stomp, she narrowed her eyes as she looked at the black shadow going away.

"What a bold thief! He ran quite fast. So this person is..."

There was no need for Thyme to continue coaxing him, because the prince consort, who was eager to show off, spoke in a decisive manner.

"It's Adam Smith, the chosen one of the Shadow Church! Old man, these Radiant People are really a bunch of rubbish. They actually let such a being sneak into the vicinity of the capital."

Mo Xinglan didn't say anything. After all, weren't the three of them the ironclad evidence that the Glowing People were trash? It would be better for them not to complain after enjoying the benefits.

But no matter what, "The Shadow Believers almost ruined our Deep Forest People's plan!" This non-existent objective fact was completely planted in their hearts by Ji Ming.

Therefore, at this moment, in a corner of the wasteland, the Wendigo who was busy exploding his troops suddenly sneezed.

Under the puzzled gazes of the surrounding undead, he rubbed his non-existent nose for a long time before he suddenly reacted.

"No, I'm a skeleton-type weird. I don't even have a respiratory system. How can I sneeze?"

(End of this chapter)