What's wrong with a lord daddy who just wants to draw cards?

Chapter 130 129 Where should we fly?I want to go to the pier on the hour

"Stop... stop pretending," Lance said, still trying to show off his face with a swollen face: "After killing so many dragons, it seems like you still have strength!"

"The force you used to grab my wrist just now doesn't look like it could knock 'Iron Fist Santos' away with one punch!"

"You are at the end of your strength! Yes, that must be the case!"

"Stabilize them all, kill these three guys together, and divide all their spoils equally!"

Duomi showed a playful smile:

"Oh~ are you so sure?"

"But I still have to congratulate you. You guessed it right. I haven't eaten anything for a day and a night after I killed the Yalong. I have been starving for a long time."

"Ha, let me just say it!" Lance shouted arrogantly, pointing his dagger at Domi.

"But who told you that I rely on my strength to survive?"

Terrible pressure broke out centered on Domi.

Then he disappeared from everyone's sight, entered the dark clouds, and teleported to Lance's side with a red arc of electricity.

He didn't even see Duomi take out the knife, and a hideous bloodstain slowly appeared in the middle of his neck.

"Archers, even in close combat, are not easy to mess with."

Lance clutched his neck in pain, his eyes widened. He could only squeeze out a few "cough coughs" from the depths of his throat, and fell to the snow. His whole body twitched a few times before he lost his life.

Seeing that their captain was slaughtered like a chicken, the other team members didn't have the courage to fight again. They abandoned their armor and fled in panic.

But Domi and the others will not let these scum survive.

He took out his longbow and started shooting accurately.

Each arrow carried huge kinetic energy and could directly explode a person's skull. The scene was once very bloody.

On the other side, 47 also efficiently cleaned up the fish that slipped through the net.

Compared with killing Yalong, it is easier to kill people.

This is the first time Domi has seen 47 like that.

He seems dull and cute in ordinary life, but when he kills people, he looks like a different person. There is no humanity in his eyes and he is extremely cold.

On the contrary, Tou'er's performance was within his expectation.

I have to say that he is worthy of being an A-level adventurer. He turned into a child with one blow and shouted enthusiastically:

"One potato stick, two potato sticks... Hahahaha, all the scum should become potato sticks!"

Sure enough, the combat power of funny characters will always be a mystery.

The situation seemed to have turned 180 degrees after the arrival of Domi and others. Even everyone in the remote turret did not expect such a development.

However... they were saved and returned to the edge town together.

The injuries on the body have also been properly treated. The only one who is a little embarrassed is Tashan. There is a bandage wrapped around his hand and chest, and his arm is hung up. He looks quite embarrassed.

47's trauma is better, but the magic lines in his body still need some time to recover.

Since the various states of the mage are related to magic power, 47 has been relatively depressed these days, and Duomi is taking care of him.

It is worth mentioning that 47 no longer wears a cloak and a hood, as if he has completely broken with the past.

If you treat the world with your true self, the world will respond with sincerity.

In addition, the pigeon spirit stooge seems to be planning to act with them.

The ones here do not include those in the long-range turret, but simply refer to Domi and 47.

Perhaps it was because they were all going to the ruins city, or perhaps Domi had said that he would go to the Theocracy with him.

Anyway, having an A-level adventurer to act with makes it safer.

Soon, the time for cultivation passed by, and in the blink of an eye, the day to set off for the ruins city was approaching.

Duomi, 47, and the childcare staff packed their travel bags and waited for the carriage to pick up passengers at the exit of the town.

Bored, Domi took out his adventurer identity plate from his pocket.

As a glorious B-class adventurer, the original iron sign has been replaced by a platinum sign, with gold patterns inlaid around it, making it much taller.

The name Omen of Death is written on it, next to it is a big "B", and below is the location of the guild where he was promoted to the adventurer level.

For example, if he registers as an adventurer at the 'Big Tree' Mage Tower, it will be engraved with - "Level E, Blofield - Giant Tree Mage Tower"

In the same way, someone who is promoted to a B-level adventurer in a border town will have the same record.

Because the space on the nameplate is not large, the information that can be recorded is limited, and the complete information is still stored in the local guild. With this clue, you can at least follow the clues and search for the records at that time, so as to prevent some people from committing crimes.

Seeing Duomi's actions, Tuo'er also took out his nameplate from his pocket. It was made entirely of diamonds and touched Duomi's platinum.

Ding~ sound.

"Young man, move towards a higher level. One day, you will also have a dog tag like this."

"I don't need encouragement from a dove-headed uncle. If I want to get to A, I can get there in a minute!"

"Ha~ha~ha~ Young people are full of passion~"

47 still remained silent, standing quietly aside, but this time, there was a faint smile on her lips.

"Hey boy, the carriage is here." Pigeon Tou suddenly stopped arguing with Duomi and looked towards the end of the road with his two big protruding eyes.

Duomi adjusted his clothes to cover up his gaffe: "Check for the last time whether there is anything missing. If not, get ready to get in the car."

I don't know why, but it's been difficult for me to hold back my emotions since I got together with the child care, and the spirit of complaining seems to be burning in my heart.

Is it his problem?

No!It's because this pigeon-headed evil uncle, Tuo'er, has too many flaws!

That’s all, you’ll get used to it.

The carriage stopped in front of them. Fortunately, it was indeed a long-distance runner.

"The ruins city has become lively recently. There are a lot more people wanting to go there, so I'm thinking of making some extra money." The coachman rubbed his hands and said with a sinister smile on his face: "Nowadays, most of the coachmen are running orders. I don’t know when the second one will come back. The price is... a little higher, will it be okay for three guests?"

At their level, it was just a little fare, so of course there was no need to worry about it, so Duomi readily agreed.

Tuoer and 47 were already on the carriage, and Domi was the last one.

He looked back at this edge town for the last time, which could be the end of this adventure that didn't last long but was quite fresh.

"Car driver, let's go..."

"Please wait!"

Suddenly, a voice came from behind the car. Duomi poked his head out and found that it was Afu.

She was still in the same adventurer's attire as before, and her equipment and weapons had not been upgraded. She was carrying a travel bag behind her and was holding her hands on her knees, panting.

"Afu?! What are you doing?"

"Death Omen, please let me go with you, okay?"

She seemed to have made a big decision. She thought about this decision for three days and three nights.

"Well, yes, yes, but why..."

"The reason, I will definitely tell you later, please let me join you."

Seeing the sincerity and determination revealed in Afu's amber-like pupils, Duomi stretched out his hand to her:

"Come up!"

When there were more people, the road to the ruins city became particularly lively. Most of the time was spent telling stories about what happened during his adventures.

The exaggerated and outrageous descriptions always made Domi and Afu laugh and complain, while 47 listened quietly and chuckled from time to time.

In such a cheerful atmosphere, even the coachman couldn't help but join in and talk to them about trivial matters in life.

But this also sounded particularly lively and interesting to Domi.

When he is bored, the nurse will also suggest a thrilling and exciting game of fire cards as a pastime.

Domi didn't know that even an adventurer from the northern capital had come into contact with the Hearth Card.

But now that I have met a wild player, I naturally have to have a friendly discussion with him.

This is a tacit understanding between Hearth Card players. The bet is any card!

Then Toll lost a whole set of cards to Domi, and clamored to go back and spend money to change to the most powerful deck, woo woo woo...

In this way, after two days of joyful travel, Duomi and the others finally arrived at the ruins city two days before the opening of the magic ruins.

The origin of the name of this city can be understood literally. It is precisely because a magical magical ruin is located here that it got its name.

In fact, it originally had its own name, but the ruins are too famous, and northerners like smelly and long names. Outsiders can't remember them even if they live for a week. To save trouble, they just call it ruins city.

So as it spread more and more widely, it gradually lost its name, and was finally called Ruins City.

"It's indeed five thousand Northern Guilds, Chenghui~"

After paying the fare, the group of four finally set foot on the road to the ruins city.

"The ruins city... is quite big!" Duomi couldn't help but sigh.

"Yeah!" Afu, who is also from the Lionheart Empire, also nodded in agreement.

Everywhere you look, there are buildings with obvious Northern style, with pointed roofs, exposed wooden frames, and gray or wood-colored exterior walls.

The town seems to be built on a hill, with many stone steps going down around it.

The neat and spacious streets are filled with pedestrians and adventurers.

Countless shops are open on both sides of the road, and the bosses are shouting loudly, selling a variety of products, and even miniaturized ruins peripherals, which seem to be good gifts for friends.

There were street performers performing in the square, and what they performed seemed to be the unique folk culture of the North.

Being there, one can't help but feel like participating in a carnival somewhere.

This is a decent foreign cultural atmosphere!