Ride and Cut

Richard's arms are like steel hoops, encircling Bedrick's neck on one side, and entourage who is already close to success on the other.

In the face of absolute power suppression, these two people are like rag dolls being dragged forward by children, completely unable to move.

"Eating first, let's talk about how to eat after getting dirty hands." Since Bedrick started to eat, he still saw for the first time the Lord of Alpine Fortress with no stinky face and a very hospitable appearance.

"Alright, but don't rely on my magic stone."

The entourage wanted to object very much. Since his hands were already covered with mud and blood, he might as well get the magic stone out first. But when he just wanted to speak, the arm pressing on his chest suddenly became heavier, squeezing out all the air in his lungs.

"Hmm..." The entourage let out a few muffled hums in his mouth, his feet drooping on the ground and being dragged away abruptly.

Under the owner's deliberate creation, the atmosphere in the restaurant quickly became warm. All kinds of delicacies were served like running water, and a bottle of sweet rum was opened, and several guests soon began to indulge in their tongues and enjoyment.

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As the sun completely submerged below the horizon, the whole world began to be mastered by darkness and cold again. This winter was extremely cold, and the temperature was already too low. I took a deep breath like ice water poured into my lungs, and when it was spit out, it would turn into white mist and take away my body temperature.

And Dracula and several Alpine Fortresses stood quietly like sculptures, waiting for a long time in the night.

Richard came out with a full burp, full of alcohol, but his feet were steady and his eyes were clear. A few drunks lay in the dining room behind him, sleeping soundly, and the rum tasted smoothly, but the stamina was so powerful, at least not wanting to wake up until tomorrow morning.

"Did you get the stuff?" He pointed his finger at Dracula.

A small wooden box was placed in the hands of Lord Lord.

"My lord, we checked all the remains of the blood knights, only this one is intact." After Dracula said, he held the sword and nodded slightly and backed down.

Thinking that this was the famous Destiny Magic Stone, Richard was really curious. By turning on the light and carefully observe, the brows gradually began to lock deeper and deeper in the middle.

There was a black stone lying in the box. At first glance, the texture was similar to ordinary coal extract, but if you look at it more, you can clearly feel an indescribable evil. And the more you look at it, the more evil the door is, under the dim and dim light, it seems that countless souls are whispering in it.

The overall shape is almost exactly the same as the human heart, whether it is the shape of the muscles or the movement of the blood vessels, it is so detailed that it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false. The problem is that the sense of touch clearly tells Richard that there is a hard rock in his hand, which makes people even more creepy.

The most powerful engraver can never have this level. Richard is more inclined to think that the raw material of the Destiny Magic Stone, the Sodava Black Crystal, is likely to be like a human heart when it is mined.

"Evil door!" Lord Lord placed Shi Xin in his hand and watched over and over again. Regardless of practicality, this extremely dark and degenerate beauty alone can be called a work of art.

Then consider the role of the Destiny Magic Stone—controlling blood, depriving the senses, and stimulating killing intent, all of which are evil in the evil way, the evil way in the evil way. Regarding the degree of evil, it is no less than the necromancer who has disappeared on the mainland for many years.

This world is also true, and it makes sense to have money and power. Lord Lord sighed for a while, Stuart used this kind of thing in an upright manner, and the Bright Church, which prides itself on guarding justice, didn't even care about it.

If ordinary people dared to do this, the temple warrior team would visit the ancestral grave ten percent of the time.

"It's too evil, this kind of thing will definitely bring chaos to the world." Richard looked at the stone heart in his hand contemptuously, with a look of compassion and holiness like an angel, "Royal Stuart should take the initiative to destroy all the magic stones of fate. "

"Then do we want more?" Dracula asked, blinking his eyes twice.

"Nonsense, why not?" Lord Lord looked at him inexplicably, rolled his eyes, "Why don't you have what you got? Are you sick in your brain?"

"..." Dracula was speechless.

Richard was about to put the magic stone back into the wooden box, only to find that there was still a golden ladybug, shrunk in the corner inconspicuously.

"Self-destructing magic circle?" Lord Lord stretched out **** and twisted them in surprise, and found that the seven stars on the ladybug's back were actually inlaid with magic stones, and the workmanship was extremely delicate. There are six very light traces of insect claws on the side of the Destiny Magic Stone, which obviously matches the golden ladybug.

"Yes." Dracula nodded, "but I don't know why, it didn't work."

After carefully observing the slight scratches on the ladybug's abdomen, Richard had already vaguely guessed, and shook his hand the Destiny Magic Stone, "I want to look at its previous receptors."

A stiff remains was lifted by Dracula's hands and placed in front of his lord.

Although the face had become black and blue, in order to take out the magic stone, the chest was cut into a mess.

Richard immediately recognized that this was the first blood knight to rush forward and be the first to be killed by him—the red mandala tattoo on his head was so enchanting and vivid that it was impossible not to impress.

There was a penetrating wound on his chest, which was left by Lord Lord's final ending sword. Combining the golden ladybug with the magic stone of destiny, combining the position of the heart and the wound, even if Richard was not proficient in magic knowledge, he immediately wanted to understand what was going on.

One sword went down while piercing the flesh, and it happened to be stuck between the self-destructing circle and the magic stone. UU看书www.uukanshu.com accidentally performed a perfect and precise segmentation operation.

Richard couldn't help cursing **** luck secretly. The conditions for such a coincidence were too extreme and harsh! I'm afraid that it will clean up all the luck of a lifetime, and it will only lead to a big explosion.

If the position of this sword deviates a little bit, it will either trigger the self-destructing circle or stabbing the magic stone, and it will inevitably end everything else.

But even if the position is completely correct, it is almost impossible for another person to replicate this result. The self-destructing circle, a small alchemy item, has an extremely short activation time. If you want to successfully peel it off, you must pick up the knife and drop it in this extremely short period of time. The high requirements for speed are almost impossible.

How fast can Richard's sword be? This question shouldn't have been asked, he could directly smash the inferior steel sword with his empty swing!

Without the supernatural power of the lord of the mountain fort, the speed of the sword can hardly reach the standard, and the destiny magic stone is inevitable to be destroyed!

"Day." Lord Lord doesn't know whether to be fortunate or depressed, this kind of indispensable **** luck can be stepped on. If luck is really conserved, he will definitely be the hapless guy who is choking his teeth when drinking cold water for the rest of his life.