Ride and Cut

It is rare to encounter the Lord Lord, and the discussion suddenly became active and enthusiastic. Just talking about it for a long time, the focus is still on how rare the three rebirths are, not how to deal with the ghost of resentment.

　　 "My lord." Higuain opened his mouth, and when he saw so many people staring at him, he was a little nervous, his hands clenched the corners of his clothes subconsciously, "Uh...I heard that Holy Light is the nemesis of all the dead."

　　 "Yes, that's it." Richard snapped his fingers.

　　 If you talk about the ability to restrain the undead, it is really difficult for anyone in this world to compare with the Holy Light Church. Those auxiliary divine arts that can bring healing to the living, once cast on the undead, will cause terrible damage.

　　 From this point of view, they are worthy of their self-proclaimed light and justice.

　　 "We happen to have a ready-made priest." Annie smiled and hugged Vera's waist, while the latter nodded slightly proudly.

　　 Higuain nodded subconsciously, he thought so too.

"Child, let me give you an analogy-although everyone knows that water can extinguish the fire, it is true that when a whole car of wood starts to burn, it is definitely useless to pour a glass of water. This is called a change in quantity and a change in quality." The lord sighed leisurely.

　　 He is not a fool, the first reaction to seeing the ghost is the Holy Light Art, but the conditions do not allow it.

"Not to mention that your Aunt Vera's magic is not even a glass of water. People resent the ghost must be more than a car to burn." He patted Higuain on the shoulder and said in a step-by-step manner: " So think about it, is your Aunt Vera useful?"

　　 "No." The kid Higuain was very honest, didn't think much about it, and went forever following his lord's thoughts.

　　 "What do you call me?" Vera's face was incredulous, and her hands trembled with anger.

　　 "If it's a critical juncture, don't care about such small details!" Richard waved his hand impatiently.

　　Vera's magical cultivation skills are still well known, and it is indeed very good among ordinary clergy, especially considering that she is still so young. But if you want to deal with the resentful ghost of the reincarnation of the flame demon, let's save the time. People will not be soft-hearted because you are young.

　　 For a while, except for Vera who was so angry, everyone else fell into contemplation.

　　 But like most emerging forces, Alpine Fort has always been relatively weak in the reserves of element users and clergy, and it will be really hard to come up with a good way for a while.

　　 This is the hardship that the lack of foundation must suffer, but the foundation is so easy to make up for.

　　 Buckland looked at Richard’s complex expression on his face that was fierce, sometimes firm, and sometimes hesitant. He couldn't help but curiously asked, "What are your ideas?"

　　 "I'm thinking about how to tie up Bishop Paul, he must be at his level." The lord is guilty of being guilty, so he just wants to tie him in one step.

　　As the archbishop of the sacred pivot, there is absolutely no possibility that Paul can not deal with a ghost. As for the bad consequences, we might as well wait to talk about it later.

　　 The old white tiger hung up after hearing it, but he didn't catch it, and pointed at him "you" for a long time, but there was no reason for "you". This kind of unstinting hob meat always makes him feel frightened, for fear that the situation will be irreversible one day.

　　 "Otherwise, what should I do." Richard was very innocent, "I must kill the ghost, is there any more suitable candidate?"

　　 "Has everyone forgotten that the Thunder spell is also the nemesis of the ghost." Buckland finally straightened out.

　　 "Elder, those thunder shamans are not as good as Vera." Lord Lord was almost amused.

　　 "I'm talking about Qiqiu."

　　 "That can't be called Thunder, it can only be said to be static. It's okay to perm your hair, but it's impossible to deal with the ghost of resentment." Vera's words inadvertently explained why she and Annie have recently had curly hair that is very different from the past.

　　 Buckland smiled and said nothing.

　　 "Wait, is the one-year cooling-off period for the Ring of Sky and Thunder coming soon." Richard slapped his thigh suddenly and suddenly realized.

　　 The Ring of Sky and Thunder is, after all, the top masterpiece of the Titan Age, so powerful that it is unusually powerful. In addition to allowing Qiqiu to control the airflow, it also has the function of absorbing the thunder and releasing it at one time.

Last year, Qiqiu was a little too excited when he transformed for the first time in Winter City. He squandered the thunder that had been stored for several years at a time, and directly caused the sky and the ring of thunder to fall into a year-long cooling down. Expect.

　　 Now that Lord Lord almost forgets that there is still this, if Buckland has not been emphasizing the Thunder, I really can't remember it.

　　 "At last they are not all stupid." Buckland looked silly and teachable, "The last time I used it was in Winter City in November last year, and it will expire in one and a half months. You can't even wait for this, right?"

　　 The ghost of resentment does not have the ability of the Balrog to guide the volcanic veins, and it will not cause much harm if left alone.

　　 But having said that, Richard really didn't want to wait for a day. He hoped that he could bring people back to the place immediately. But since there is no better way for the time being, I can only choose to be patient.

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Back at Gaoshan Fort, Lord Lord immediately indicated that all the school-age women of the Sgar clan were systematic soldiers, and became the first batch of sonorous roses in Gaoshan Fort. Currently, he has set off for the New World to experience ~www.readwn.com~ Actually the people around us I told him a long time ago that the fighting power of dragoons mainly comes from the earth-traveling dragon, and the gender of the rider is not important, and it is entirely possible to recruit female soldiers.

　　 But on the one hand, Richard had a bit of machismo in his mind, believing that "war will let women go away"; on the other hand, he felt that if both men and women had signs, it would be unfair to burden the Sgars.

　　As a lord, a bowl of water is a difficult pursuit, but it must not be easily given up.

　　 As a result, now for Feilong, I can't say it is really fragrant.

"Boss, in fact, there is no burden to unburden." Abu himself was very happy to see it, and put his hands in his pockets to play cool. "Skal people naturally have aggressive blood flowing in them. Fighting is for us. It's indispensable like salt."

　　 "Does it mean that you are writing poetry?" Gunther pretended to be surprised.

　　 "I really want to tear your mouth." Abu said quietly.

　　 "Maybe." Richard stood at the top of the hills and looked down at a large slab of grass. As the temperature gradually dropped, another year of rebirth was about to begin.

　　 He couldn't help but sigh, since the time has passed since he arrived in the wilderness, it seems that time has passed extremely fast. Year after year, always pass by unconsciously. Now that he has so many trustworthy subordinates, he had never thought of it before.

　　 "Master." The maid in black and white maid costume trot over, "Master Du Pont is here again."

　　 "Let's go, take a look." Putting away the useless emotion, Richard stretched out.

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