Hero’s Creed

　　 "How to do it?" Downton did not lose his composure. There is no free lunch in the world. Even if it is picked up, it must be weighed to see if it will break your teeth.

　　 "Since the legal profession can call magic servants through magic, then you can also call through magic arts!" Homer was excited.

　　 The beautiful and magnificent magic flame style constitutes the name of a divine art, and a detailed introduction, clearly displayed on the title page.

　　 Confession of the undead can purify the body and soul of evil creatures and make them devout believers, confessing and atonement for the sins that have been committed.

　　 "This is the Dragon Slayer's Divine Skill, and it can be exchanged as long as three thousand souls are sacrificed. You really made a profit!" Homer laughed, "This finally solves the problem!"

　　 "The magic is so powerful? It can actually change the belief of the undead? Isn't there no sin in the world?" Tang Dun stunned.

"People, you misunderstood. The failure rate of this divine art is very high, reaching almost one-thousandth. It is also useful for those mentally inferior ghouls and abominations. If you change to death knights, you are absolutely the first. Time is chopped into meat sauce!" Homer really wants to roll his eyes. The new owner is too stupid, it seems that he must be taught some evil knowledge.

　　 "I said, how could it be possible to give those evil and evil witches a good deal and let them be good and good, right, good undead!" Downton relieved that although the magic was a miracle of God, it was not a panacea after all.

　　 "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and sacrifice, to deal with those ghouls, enough." Homer urged.

　　 "Not to mention that all the **** I sell can't afford this magic, and it's ashamed to bring a ghoul servant out!"

　　 When he thought that those corpse-ridden, worm-covered ghouls would follow him in the future, Downton would feel a chill, and he would be much less appetite in the future.

　　 "A demon servant that others can only use at the adjudication level, you can have it now, what a big advantage this is, it's a big deal to change it when the time comes!"

　　 "Don't force me to swear, this unadvanced garbage ghoul, I cut one with a knife, without breathing." Downton was depressed, "If you can confess a ghoul lord, it's not bad."

　　 "Daydreaming!" Homer despised.

　　 "Okay, then the first-level ones are always OK? Even the first-level souls have no strength, what do I want them to do? Do they pollute the cityscape?" Downton racked his brain and thought about their advantages.

"When you get to the war rank, or find the magic equipment of the soul type, you can confess the first-level ghouls, or wait for the anti-bite to be chased!" Homer is depressed, if he is not on the verge of collapse, don't Speaking of the first stage, it is the ghoul lord, and I will show you confession!

"Yeah, you can find the torn dragon teeth. Maybe there is a better magic costume. You know that the luxury suites are all rich and noble. How can there be less self-defense equipment?" Downton grumbled. Ready to continue hunting, "Robinson, don't go to the top floor!"

"Hey, in this dangerous situation that can die at any time, in fact, you have no choice. If you have one more ghoul servant, your survival rate will increase a lot." Homer persuaded, if Downton died, it would How long have you been asleep?

　　 "Even if I want to sacrifice, I have no soul!"

　　 Soulstone is a must-have for adventurers, used to save the soul that kills prey, but such a poor ghost as Downton is obviously unaffordable.

　　 "Can owe debts!"

　　 saw Downton get up, dragged the torn dragon teeth to watch at the door, ready to leave, the magic code quickly flew to him, projecting large characters.

　　 "Hah? This is the deity, and it's too miserable, right?" Downton could not help.

　　 People who sacrifice are deeply afraid that the sacrifices are not good, and the gods will not drop the grace, but they have never heard of taking the initiative to take credit.

　　 Even the weakest deity is mysterious and looks down on sentient beings. Without enough sacrifices, the eyes will not sweep you.

　　 "A month, as long as you sacrifice 3,000 souls in a month, you can get this dragon-slaughter magic!" Homer is also a black line in the head, thinking that this deity is too cheap.

　　 "It feels like you are a middleman. Do you ask the **** to make a 30% discount?" Downton just teased, but Homer suddenly fell silent.

　　 A magic book floating out of thin air is really a bit weird.

　　 "Isn't it really okay?" Downton is very self-knowledged. With his current strength, even if he asked Homer's origins, people wouldn't say it, and they would still have an uninteresting impression.

　　 "You can get 30% off, but the time will be shortened to 20 days." Homer suddenly projected the text, frightening Downton.

　　 "Actually!" Downton was dumbfounded and waved another line of words, "That 50% off will not work? It is estimated that I have been its first customer for thousands of years? Should I give some discount?"

　　 "People, you don't have to measure in!" Hema Qi's words are gone.

　　 "Who did you wave with? The soul I saved, isn't it all yours?" Downton's finger knocked on the magic book, "It's stupid."

　　Homer's words are poor, think carefully, it is really the case, it immediately went silent.

　　 Downton suddenly felt a little embarrassed. If there was no hole card, he wanted to kill Robinson and leave the dungeon.

　　 Sooner or later, it might as well fight, Downton leaned against the wall, thinking about how to maximize the advantages of ghouls like cannon fodder.

　　 "It agreed!" Homer reported the negotiation results, "1500 souls, paid in 20 days!"

　　 "Come on, give me magic!"

　　 Downton had just nodded, and a golden arrow suddenly appeared from the pages of the book, and shot into his eyebrows.

　　 Boom, Downton felt like his brain was hit by a siege hammer. His eyes were black, he stumbled back a few steps, and almost fell.

　　 "How do you feel?" Homer asked with concern, "The martial arts, magic, and magic obtained from the sacrifice will be directly imprinted into the mind, so it will be very painful."

　　 "Very good!" Downton felt some spells in his mind and made a casting gesture to prepare to release the undead confession.

　　 "Hurry up, this magical art consumes magic power very much. Use your reserves to use it up to three times!" Homer quickly stopped, "Your magic power is used up, it takes six hours of meditation to recover."

　　 Downton wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. Fortunately, the longer it was delayed, Robinson would first explore the luxury suite, and he would certainly not even be able to drink the soup.

"Sacrifice can only make you learn to confess the undead, and cannot master it. If you want to be like an arm in battle, you must practice constantly." Homer worried that Downton would indulge in the sacrifice of the sacrifice, and solemnly reminded he.

　　 "Understand that what is derived from sweat is the most real thing!" Downton took it for granted. Only by practicing martial arts as instinctively would he come to his hands and exert the most power.

　　 Downton rushed out of the guest room and carefully moved to the top floor while listening to his ears. He is now eager to hit the ghoul.

　　In a dungeon full of undead creatures, Downton's expectations soon came true. On the fifth floor, he saw a ghoul wandering in the corridor.

　　 Downton raised his left hand and chanted the spell of confession of the undead, a golden long bow appeared in his hand, his right hand pulled the bow string into a moon shape, and the light spot condensed into a golden arrow.

　　After finishing the preparation work, Downton struck the ground with his right foot.

boom!

　　The ghoul heard the movement and turned his head. After seeing Downton, he immediately rushed over like a mad dog, because the speed was too fast, and the maggots on his body dropped a lot.

　　 Downton shoots in general, can only use this stupid way to increase the hit rate, when the ghoul rushed into ten meters, he released his right hand.

　　咻, the arrow is fast as a meteor, shot into the ghoul's chest, and then passed through.

　　 The ghoul's body screamed and continued to fight.

　　 "Fight, fail!" Homer projected text.

　　 Downton raised his battle axe, chopped down the undead, chopped its head, no need to try to find a second one, a ghoul heard the movement, and came out of the room.

　　Undead confession is not an instant spell, but the casting time is less than three seconds in total. When the ghoul rushes into the five meters, Downton's arrow shoots out.

　　咻, after the arrow shot into the ghoul's chest, still punctured.

　　 "Death!" Downton cut his neck after tearing the dragon teeth to block the claws of the undead.

　　 "The high failure rate is discouraging." Homer took the soul debris from the corpse, but it did not merge, but it was preserved.

　　 "Always succeed!" Downton's expression remained unchanged, and he continued to look for the next goal.

　　Five minutes later, Downton had his third defeat. The magic energy was exhausted, which made him feel a sense of exhaustion, dizziness in his head, weakness in his limbs, and he wanted to take a nap.

　　 "Have you ever thought about the consequences if you don't pay the owed sacrifice after the deadline?"

　　After being silent for a moment, the magic book projected the text, and it wanted to cheer Downton.

"It's nothing more than death." Downton supported the wall upstairs, a corner of his mouth overflowed with arcs, UU reading www.uukanshu.com "Since it's done, don't regret it. Besides, how can I have time to hurt the spring and fall? Survive, even if you die, there is no regret!"

　　Homer suddenly didn't know what to say. Downton's calm expression and steady heartbeat all proved that he was not lying.

　　 "Aren't you worried that I'm going to collapse?" Downton smiled. "I'm not that vulnerable."

　　 "If you don't make sacrifices, your soul will be forced to sacrifice!" Homer reminded, "Sacrifice is a sacred contract that no one can rewrite."

"It's the same as I expected, only the method of death is different." Downton knocked on the magic book. "Yes, I just forgot to tell you that since the sacrifice is going to be done through your middleman, you can charge a commission. Yeah!"

　　Homer was stunned.

"You can pit a god, think about it, and you will feel a sense of it. Next time we join forces and pit him a few times, it seems that 50% off is still too much." Downton estimated that if he sold a half-sell and half-sell ultra low The price, the gods may jump off the building in anger.

"Return my concern, I'm actually worried about you guys, I'm so stupid." Homer complained in writing, but assured that Downton had a big heart, the more stressful, the more the performance excellent.

"So many divine arts, I want it all!" Downton licked his chapped lips. "I remember you said that there are many altars and many deities in the plane space of the magic book, so which one Silly? Is it easier to bargain?"

　　Homer refused to answer, this guy was indeed an atheist, but it suddenly felt that it was really feasible to pit one's hands in the present situation of those gods.