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Compared to the previous life.

These six Saint-level bosses were not killed by players.

Even if all the players in the world were tied together, they couldn't kill them.

Anyway, the 1.0 version of the previous life ended inexplicably.

However, Ye Mo guessed that it should be the big guys of the Imperial Court who did it.

However···

Now, Ye Mo will also face a Saint.

As long as he has the blood of God in his hand.

Ye Mo is very confident in this only hidden profession.

Look at the titles of Skarner, the Fearless, the God of War, the Elder of the Imperial Court...

Each one is awesome.

Swish·····

The war eagle flapped its wings and flew over a towering mountain range.

An absolutely shocking scene attracted Ye Mo's eyes.···

This is a war between high-level monsters.

Compared with here, the one in the main city of Lanjing is almost child's play. All the monsters here are above level 60.

That bastard Oak actually said it was level 5.60?

Dark monsters above level 60 are not stupid and can only level.

They already have the corresponding intelligence and skills.

This kind of battle is even more gorgeous.

The lethality is also extremely strong!

Large-scale skills are performed almost every moment.

Whoosh····

The war eagle flew over the battlefield.

Ye Mo could see it clearly from high in the sky.

A dwarf's hammer flashed with lightning and hit the ground.

Then, the whole ground suddenly shook, and several thunderbolts came out from the ground, blasting the monsters into the sky.

This is the most famous skill of the dwarves;

Thunder Strike!

It has a floating effect.

It focuses on damage and control, and is very strong.

Those dark monsters all have numbers over ten thousand on their heads.

However···

This damage of over 10,000 is only a small damage to their rich health bars.

About one twentieth.

On the other side, the floating dark monsters had no chance to land!

Countless siege crossbows and thunder hammer shadows were thrown at them like they were free.

The dark monsters' health bars were instantly emptied.

"The overall strength of the dwarves is very strong.

"Um···After all, it is a race that can give birth to Saint-level beings, so it is very strong."Ye Mo said.·····

The war eagle howled···

Finally, he arrived at his destination.

This was a mountaintop platform.

On it, an old dwarf with white beard and majestic aura was waiting for him.

Ye Mo instantly saw the words on the dwarf's head;

【Duke Klin, Saint-level, Dwarf King】

"Haha, Skarner's successor, my friend, fellow dwarf, Lord Xinghai, the dwarves welcome you."Duke Klin laughed and stepped forward.

""Meet the Dwarf King, Duke Klin!" Ye Mo said.

This is basic etiquette.

Then, the two of them hugged each other deeply.

Uh···

God knows why dwarves have such etiquette. How tall are you? Don’t you have an idea in your heart?

This kind of hug just hugged Duke Klin’s head against his chest.···Isn't it disgusting?

"Duke Klin, do you really have the blood of God?" Ye Mo asked directly

"Hmm... I'll tell you later if you want to come with me." Duke Klin said, and took Ye Mo to another direction.

In the other direction of the mountaintop platform, there was a plain.

This plain was very strange.

There was not even a dark monster in such a wide area.

The reason was···

Behind the plain, there was a figure.

He was not tall, less than two meters, and his whole body was covered in a black robe. And... his weapon was a long sickle!

The pure black long-handled sickle was like the sickle of the god of death harvesting lives.

From time to time, wisps of black smoke and dust emerged from the blade.

And on its head, there was an affix;

【Cruel Scythe·Reaper·Holy Level!】

"Look, that is the existence that suppresses the king-level combat power of the dwarves and makes them dare not move lightly."Duke Klin said.

On the other side, a cold light flashed in Loya's eyes, and her tone was gentle but just enough for everyone to hear;

"Rumor has it that the dark aura of the Dark Lord has contaminated and corroded the six holy artifacts."

"Then the six holy artifacts will be transformed into magic soldiers, each giving birth to its own dark spirit, and becoming servants of darkness from then on!"

"This cruel sickle·····It is one of the holy artifacts!"

Duke Klin looked at Loya with a little surprise.

This is an extremely secret matter, how could this girl know it?

Duke Klin is a dwarf with a quick mind. He guessed that Loya's identity must be extraordinary.

But···

He wouldn't ask too many questions.

So, he continued with Princess Loya's words;

"You are right."

"This cruel sickle is a holy existence. Although it is transformed by the spirit of darkness, it is much more powerful than me."

"Here, it is about the nature of power"

"If I were given some time to grow and settle, I would be sure to beat it, but now... I don't have it."

Duke Klin said without a care that he was weaker than others.

This was the truth!

"but··"Duke Clin changed the subject;

"The power of the young elder is different from ours!"

"That's the power of Skarner the Fearless. That level of power is very high! Very strong!"

"That's why we asked you to come here!"

Duke Klin looked at Ye Mo and said.

Ye Mo thought about it and asked Luo Ya;

"How does Cruel Scythe compare to Necromancer Melo?"

Loya pondered for a moment;

"Stronger than the Necromancer Mello, but not that strong!"

"Oh, then there is no problem."Ye Mo said.

In Ye Mo's mind, he already had the strength standard of the Saint level. People like Duke Klin, who had just entered the Saint level and were of ordinary strength, were basically at the bottom of the Saint level.

Then there were people like Melo who were not good at fighting.

Then there were people like Cruel Scythe, who were transformed from holy weapons.

And those who possessed special high-level strength had to be even stronger.

"Duke Klin, you can give me the blood of God."Ye Mo said.

Ye Mo came here to work.

After all, the reward has been received in advance.

"Good!" Duke Klin gritted his teeth and said.

The blood of God is the flesh and blood of his heart.

But for the sake of the entire dwarf race, he couldn't help but be reluctant!

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