Super God Summoner of League of Legends

Chapter 16 Yale Mass of Dark Moon
In the camp, there was no sound.The broken body of the boxer fell to the ground at a miserable angle, and the blood, organs and intestines flowed out from the break, adding an extra weirdness to the misery.

Everyone knows that someone who can kill a third-level professional in one blow.At least it must be a strong man who is two levels higher than the boxer.In other words, this man in black is at least a level five swordsman!
And the strongest in the team, Master Zheng An, is only level five.

After the man in black killed the boxer, he gave everyone in the arena a cold look, and prepared to leave lightly.At this time, an old but resolute voice sounded slowly.

"stop!"

Wu Zhi looked back, and saw behind him, the fifth-level wind magic master, the wind whizzed around him, blowing his magic robe and making noise, and also dragged his body up, floating in the air several meters away. air.

Among all magicians, only wind magicians have the flying ability, levitation.

"Ok?"

The man in black frowned slightly, looked up and saw Zheng An, and then said something that shocked everyone.

"Old man, do you want to die?"

Master Zheng An's complexion changed, and then quickly calmed down, but his suppressed anger could be seen from the harsher wind howling around him.

"Young man, are you a member of the Dark Church? No wonder you are so rampant! You act so cruelly!" Master Zheng An's face was slightly solemn, as if he was quite afraid of the "Dark Church".

But when Zheng An cast his eyes on those bandits on the ground, his eyes became firm again, and the words he said were even more righteous: "However, even if you are a member of the Dark Church, the innocent people who slaughtered our Sealand Empire this time Resident, even if I kill you here, your Dark Church will not be able to save you."

The man in black remained unmoved, with the same expression on his face: "It is an honor for these humble lives to dedicate their souls to me! Old man, this is my son of darkness, Yale of the Dark Moon. Mass The trial! If you want to kill me, you can try."

Zheng An's complexion changed slightly when he heard the words "Son of Darkness".The wind around me stopped for a moment, and then I said: "I, Zheng An, am the Royal Magician of the Royal Academy of Magic, even if you are the Son of Darkness, you still have to pay the price for testing the innocent residents of our Sealand Empire! "

Although Zheng An said this, Wu Zhi could tell from his tone that the former seemed to soften a little after hearing the name of the Son of Darkness?Before, he justly said that he would kill that Yale mass, but now, he just paid the price?

Moreover, Zheng An seemed eager to announce his name in the first sentence. Do you want to intimidate the enemy by relying on the name of the royal family?

Wu Zhi stared straight at Yale Mass, the man in black. So, is this guy the culprit?Because of some inexplicable trial, they slaughtered the town everywhere?

Jelu Massa's eyes changed slightly, and Wu Zhi saw a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.Then, the black-clothed swordsman rushed out, quickly dragged black afterimages behind him, and went straight to Zheng An!

Zheng An's complexion changed, and with a wave of his staff in his hand, dense wind blades were condensed in the sky immediately, and they hit Jerusalem Mass like rain.

The black-clothed swordsman swung his long sword out, and the long sword slashed across. His fighting spirit swung like a thick black curtain, devouring all these wind blades.Then the black-clothed swordsman held his long sword in front of him, and the black fighting spirit surged out from the sword, forming a huge black crescent moon, and Yale Mass, as if he was in the black moon, turned into a huge black crescent and rushed towards Zheng An go!

Master Zheng An's staff was connected to each other, and wind walls were arranged in front of him, and then wind whirls one by one and rushed towards the black-clothed swordsman.

However, under that black crescent moon, everything is as fragile as glass.The whirlwind was directly disrupted, the wind wall was directly cut open, and the black crescent moon hit Master Zheng An's chest, the latter flew backwards spitting blood, while the black-clothed swordsman turned into a black shadow and disappeared into the distant night .

Rampant and arrogant laughter came faintly, as if mocking everyone's incompetence.

That night, the team rested in place.All the bandits were captured and killed, those who dared to resist were killed, and those who surrendered were tied up, and Silvermoon City will take credit for it later.

Wu Zhi sat alone on the cliff, blowing the cold wind, looking at Master Zheng An below who was surrounded by everyone who was greeting, greeting, and sighing, his eyes were full of indifference.

Anthony didn't know when he came to Wu Zhi's side, stood there for a long time, and sighed.

Wu Zhi spoke suddenly, his voice was a bit dry.

"It's fake, isn't it? Lord Anthony."

Anthony sighed again: "Since you have already seen it, why are you asking me?"

"Why?" Wu Zhi asked, his eyes were a little dazed: "Didn't you agree to pay the thieves? That Yale mass is obviously the mastermind, why didn't you capture him? Just because he is powerful? Then why... Zheng An, Zheng An Want to have a fake fight with him?"

Anthony was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "Because of the strength and identity of Yale Mass. If we people go all out and pay a certain price, we can indeed kill him-no matter how strong he is, he is only a fifth-level swordsman. .Even if the combat power exceeds that of statistics professionals, it can’t stop the siege of so many of us. It’s just that the son of darkness has a special status. Master Zheng An didn’t dare to kill him. He can’t bear the responsibility. So this time, it’s An exchange is also a compromise."

"What is the Son of Darkness?"

Anthony knew that Wu Zhi was from a small town and didn't know much about the situation on the mainland, so he explained in detail: "Son of Darkness is a special name for the Church of Darkness. But any genius with outstanding talent and the potential to inherit the Church will be given the title of Darkness." The title of the son. These people are the younger generation that the dark church focuses on cultivating. Just like the prince."

"Is the Dark Church strong?"

"Strong, very strong." Anthony sighed, "The Church of Darkness is the pillar of the Big Dipper Empire. The dark church of the empire has been suppressing the holy church of light in our country. One can imagine how strong the dark church is."

After thinking about it, Anthony still added: "As the Son of Darkness, even if he did such a thing, Zheng An still dare not attack him. Otherwise, he will face the crazy revenge of the Dark Church. Although Zheng An is a fifth-level magician Teacher, but I can't bear such pressure. So, instead of doing this, it's better to sell it well and play a tacit play. I deliberately let go of that Yale Mass. His injury. After returning, I can write down a credit."

"Otherwise, Zheng An is also a fifth-level magician, how could he be defeated with one move? He deliberately wanted to let Yale Mass go, because he was afraid that someone in the team who hated him like you would be killed." Dazed, he really killed that Yale mass with his hands. Then he was worried about revenge from the dark church. After all, he was the leader of the team this time. Once something happened to the dark son of the dark church, he would to blame."

After Wu Zhi heard it, he suddenly burst out laughing: "It's hard to escape! What a shame!"

Innocent residents of your own country were brutally massacred, but let the murderer go free?

Instead of thinking about avenging the people, how to use this opportunity to earn credit?

Worried about the revenge of the dark church but afraid of hurting the murderer?
Wu Zhi recalled the sarcastic eyes of Yale Mass before.It turned out that it was not because of Zheng An's weak strength that he disdained them, but because he laughed at their backbone!It was determined that Zheng An would not dare to touch himself after knowing his origin!

What a Zheng An!What a royal master of magic!
Wu Zhi laughed out loud, and the laughter startled Zheng An and his group over there, and someone immediately scolded, it was Master Nero from Hengtong Trading Company: "Little bastard, why are you crying like ghosts and wolves? Master Zheng An was just injured and disturbed." Master, can you take responsibility?"

Wu Zhi stood up slowly, without looking at the jumping clown, he just glanced coldly at Zheng An, and spat hard on the ground.Then turn around and leave.

(Dark Moon Yale Mass? I remember you. I will hold your head in front of Fatty’s grave!)

(And you, Royal Magician Zheng An! I will abolish your magic and make you regret what you did today!)
(End of this chapter)