Chapter 143 Black Mage: Thank You, My Mother

Hearing Cronin's words, his subordinates were the first to react.

However, their reaction speed is fast, and Qingqiu Ying's reaction speed is even faster.

"laugh!"

Almost no one saw when Qing Qiuying moved his hand, but saw four sharp steel nail-like blades rising from the feet of several people, but Qing Qiuying had already prepared for it, and arranged it under the table in advance.

With the blessing of mental power, the speed of the sharp blade is faster than the bullet.

When the sharp whistling sound sounded, several people had died suddenly.

Pierce from the chin, straight into the brain!

The four gunmen didn't even have a chance to react, so they fell to the ground with gloomy eyes.

Blood mixed with brain matter slowly flowed out.

The pungent smell of blood filled the hotel lobby.

Cronin gasped, his face turned pale.

He knew that Qingqiu Ying was very strong, but he didn't expect the four of them to die so quickly!

It was gone almost instantly.

Seeing the four of them died in an instant, Cronin didn't run to the door immediately, but staggered towards the black mage. Because he knew that even if he fled outside, he might not be able to avoid Qing Qiuying's pursuit.

There is only one person who can save himself now.

Black Mage!

"Mage, save me."

Cronin didn't care about being rude, and rushed towards the black mage, shouting eagerly.

Left and right are nothing but death, and he can't care about that much anymore.

Hearing Cronin's shout, the black mage went mad with anger, his face twitched, and he cursed in his heart. If he could, he would sacrifice Cronin to the ancestor spirit, so that he would feel that life would be worse than death.

But now, it's hard for him to move.

The aura from Yang Xu's body was too terrifying. If it was other overlord-level ferocious beasts, although it would make the ancestors feel awed, they wouldn't be so frightened that they would run away crazily.

The key is attribute restraint!

Because of the totem pole, they got rid of the limitations of the physical body and became ghost-like existences.

And this kind of power is precisely the most afraid of thunder and lightning.

Thunder Beast, the Overlord of Thunder, is a terrifying existence that feeds on Thunder.

Even sitting with Yang Xu already made Zu Ling feel a strong discomfort.

Hearing Cronin's words and looking at the direction in which he was running away, everyone present couldn't help but look at the black magician.

Even Qing Qiuying stopped and looked at the black mage in surprise.

And, Yang Xu next to the black magician.

There might be an ambush by the Paladins, he had already thought about it.

But he didn't expect this ambush, so

Seeing Yang Xu sitting next to the black magician, Qing Qiuying hesitated.

It is completely different to fight in front of the king, and to fight with others beside the king.

If you offend the king, this is a felony!

There is no pardon.

Just when Qing Qiuying was hesitating, Cronin had already arrived beside the black mage.

At this moment, the black magician is facing the gate, with Qingqiu Ying on the left and Yang Xu on the opposite.

He sat in his seat and didn't even look at Cronin.

If it was before, it would not be a big deal to save Cronin. Afterwards, only part of the memory needs to be erased, and no one will remember his appearance as a black magician anymore.

Afterwards, it is inevitable to charge an extra fee.

But now he can't wait to draw a line with Cronin immediately.

No reason, it's hard for him to move now, let alone start.

It wasn't until Cronin came to the side of the black magician that he realized how terrifying he was.

He swallowed, his expression both nervous and uneasy.

But now he has no choice.

Qing Qiuying made the first move, which was beyond the expectations of the Paladins.

After all, in terms of strength, Sino-Ocean Company is almost useless except for Qing Qiuying. Even a lunatic would not be able to attack a camp of more than 900 paladins with such strength.

But Qing Qiuying really did that!

Cronin secretly scolded Qingqiu Ying as a lunatic, seeing the black mage's calm expression, secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

As expected of the legendary black magician, look at his demeanor, how calm he is.

He simply didn't take his opponent seriously.

"It's him, the Black Mage!"

Suddenly, someone exclaimed, but they recognized the black mage's logo.

The black irises on the cuffs of the black robe.

In order to highlight the iris on the black robe, the surrounding area is sewn with gold thread as the base color, and then a black iris is sewn.

extra special.

Black iris, this is one of the most special symbols of the black mage.

"What, black mage, he is the legendary black mage."

Anyone who dares to come to the hotel to watch the excitement is not a bold person with a high degree of art. But upon hearing this exclamation, nearly half of the people stood up and looked at the position of the black mage in horror.

"God, no wonder the black magician never leaves South America, so he's an Indian."

"Damn it, the black magician is here. It should be invited by the Holy Knights. I have heard that the Phoenix family in South America is behind the Holy Knights. Now it seems to be true. The black magician and the Phoenix family It has a long history of cooperation, which can be traced back to more than a hundred years ago."

"Fuck, if I knew the black magician was here, I shouldn't have come."

All the people who knew the history of the black magician all changed their faces, panicked and flustered.

Yao Yuan's brows were furrowed even more, Yahuazi was in severe pain, extremely annoyed.

With the information network of Zhonghua Building, it is natural to know the prestige of the black magician.

That is one of the most powerful practitioners in South America, and is honored as a demon-like existence.

"The black magician has come, and he's still here."

"Damn, if I knew there would be so many things going on, I wouldn't watch the excitement today."

Yao Yuan regrets it very much now.

If there is regret medicine in the world, he would rather spend huge sums of money to buy one.

Because no one has ever seen the face of the Black Mage.

Now that he saw the true face of the black magician, Yao Yuan knew what was waiting for him without even thinking about it.

Thinking that he might be targeted by the black mage, Yao Yuan even secretly prayed for Qing Qiuying, hoping that he would kill the black mage at best.

At least this way he doesn't have to worry about being silenced by the black magician.

"A black mage?"

Lei Ming heard the exclamations around him, and also noticed the logo on the black mage's cuff.

He was thoughtful, but not worried or panicked.

Compared with the black mage, there is another existence here that is more terrifying, far thousands of times more terrifying than the black mage.

Lei Ming murmured, and turned his gaze to Yang Xu.

He was curious about Yang Xu's reaction.

However, amidst the exclamation of everyone, Yang Xu was very calm and just glanced at the black magician.

No emotion is shown.

Hearing everyone's exclamation, Cronin seemed to have taken a big tonic instead. The tension and panic just disappeared completely, and he held his head high and proud.

This is the prestige of the black magician.

With such a helper in the Holy Knight Order, no one in Mermaid City should consider the fate of being an enemy of the Holy Knight Order.

He was triumphant, looked sideways at Qingqiuying, and said with a sneer: "Boss Jing, this is a black magician who has no rivals in South America, and the greatest wizard in the world today. You are really ruthless, with a team of more than 70 people , dare to sneak attack on our holy knights."

"Slap."

Cronin puffed up his palms as he spoke.

He really admires Qingqiu Ying's ruthlessness and madness.

Before this, no one dared to think of this.

Because it's crazy.

It's also incredible.

The camp of the Holy Knights is not an unguarded brothel, but a tight base dotted with bunkers. Looking at the entire Mermaid City, there are not many camps that can compare with their Holy Knights.

Not to mention that there are trenches outside the camp of the Paladins, which are almost unobstructed.

Even facing an enemy twice as large as itself, the Holy Knights dare to fight.

With a team of more than 70 people, attacking a heavily defended base with thousands of guards, Cronin can only say that it is crazy.

Qingqiuying didn't speak, her eyes fell on the black magician, her brows were furrowed.

Naturally, he has never heard of the reputation of the black magician, and he doesn't care.

During those days when he was hunting in Xu Country, he killed countless beasts that were far stronger than him. That's not the point, and no one cares.

There was only one thing he worried about.

too close!

The black magician was too close to Yang Xu.

Fighting against such an opponent, he has no confidence not to affect Yang Xu.

Compared to offending the king, Cronin's life was insignificant.

However, when Cronin saw Qing Qiuying's brows furrowed tightly, the corners of his lips curled up as if he was afraid of the reputation of the black magician.

He understands a little now.

Why did the team leader agree to the sky-high price of 30 million US dollars without hesitation.

The Black Mage, the awe-inspiring demon god of South America.

He is worth the price.

It's just that compared to Cronin's complacency, the spectators around him are even more uneasy.

After recognizing the black mage, they thought of various legends about the black mage.

The people at the table closer to the black magician couldn't sit still.

The three stood up and walked towards the black mage carefully, saying in awe.

"Dear black mage, we have no intention of offending the majesty, and we are not aware of your arrival. If there was any offense before, please forgive me, and we will leave now."

The black mage was silent.

He is having a hard time right now.

very uncomfortable.

If he had the ability, of course he wouldn't let everyone off so easily.

Killing is not enough.

But it is inevitable to send them a little medicine powder with added ingredients to make them lose this memory.

but now.

The black mage coughed lightly and tightly covered his mouth with his right hand.

The injury is getting worse.

He didn't know how long he could last.

Hearing the black mage's cough, the three became even more nervous.

What the hell is consent.

Still disagree?

The three looked at each other and gritted their teeth.

do not care.

Walk.

If you stay, you may never be able to leave.

Now that the black mage still has opponents, there may be a chance to leave.

"Thank you, Lord Black Mage, for your noble hand, and I will leave."

The three of them beat snakes and sticks, and left in a hurry only when the black magician agreed.

And after they left, the people around the table got up one after another and said goodbye to the black magician, wishing that their parents would have two more legs so that they could run faster.

In the blink of an eye, the tables around Black Magic were almost completely empty.

Only Yang Xu's table was left.

The members of the Holy Knights guarding the door also rushed into the hotel.

They stood at the door and pointed their guns at Qing Qiuying, but they didn't shoot immediately because they didn't understand what happened.

Four members of the Holy Knights fell to the ground, and the deputy head stood beside an old man.

The guests around the old man looked terrified and left one after another.

Even if they are fools, they understand that the current situation is wrong.

But they also didn't dare to get close to Qingqiu Ying, for fear of falling to the ground like the four dead companions.

A group of people pulled a table to block the door and made a simple fortification.

For a moment, Qingqiuying fell into a desperate situation.

At least in the eyes of others, Qing Qiuying has no way out.

Whether it was members of the Paladins outside or black mages, no one believed that Qing Qiuying could handle it.

Especially the famous black mage. Anyone who knows the story of the black mage knows what a terrifying existence he is.

Cronin is very proud now.

pride.

very proud.

Just relying on their prestige, these representatives of the major forces from Mermaid City left in fear.

What a prestige this is.

And such a person was invited by their Holy Knights.

This is the card.

If you change people, change forces, can you invite the famous black magician?

But looking at the empty tables around him, Cronin was very upset.

The people around have all left, so what do you think the table next door is.

Want to watch the fun?

You guys have a little sharpness, okay?

Sitting opposite you is a famous black magician.

Do you understand the gold content of the signboard of the Black Mage?

Looking around at the people running away in a hurry, isn't there a little bit of self-consciousness?

Of course, dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction, but Cronin is not stupid.

These people are either ignorant or bold.

Either way, it has nothing to do with him. Could now be the time to offend people for nothing? Now is the time to kill Qing Qiuying and complete the mission.

Cronin glanced at the three of Yang Xu, then came to the black magician, flatteringly said: "Master's reputation is shocking to the world."

"My lord, look at this man"

He glanced at Qingqiu Ying who was standing in the distance, frowning tightly, with a hesitant expression, and his small eyes looked like adults, you understand.

The black mage glanced at Qingqiuying and remained silent.

If it was his heyday, he would certainly be sure of dealing with Qingqiuying.

but now.

The black magician's eyes fell on Yang Xu.

He only hoped that Yang Xu would leave quickly.

Or, just leave by yourself.

He didn't want to stay in this damn place for a second.

He also didn't want to see Yang Xu again.

too frightening.

It's too uncomfortable.

"Cough cough."

Thinking of this, the Black Mage's viscera began to ache again, and he couldn't help coughing.

The damage caused by the ancestral spirit riot is too painful.

However, his expression and eyes had another meaning in Cronin's eyes.

Cronin followed the eyes of the black magician to look at Yang Xu with a displeased expression.

Everyone around has finished running, and the table closest to the mage seems to be fine.

What does it mean.

This is looking down upon the black magician.

So it's no wonder that Lord Black Mage is dissatisfied.

Since the mage is not satisfied, of course we must try our best to satisfy the mage.

Cronin came in front of Yang Xu and the others and threatened: "Three friends, I'm Cronin, the deputy head of the Holy Knights. If you want to eat, you'd better change places."

"I'm afraid this place may not be able to receive friends today."

What appeared to be exhortations was full of threats.

"Cough cough cough."

The black magician looked at Cronin who took the initiative to provoke Yang Xu, his eyes were about to pop out, and he coughed anxiously.

Fuck your ancestors!

I don't even dare to mess with that horrible existence, there's something wrong with you.

I didn't see that I can't move now, so you fucking messed with that guy.

If he could, the Black Mage would have called Cronin an idiot.

But now he really can't do anything, even simply speak. He used almost all his strength to suppress the runaway ancestor spirit.

But hearing the black mage's cough, Cronin's understanding was another matter.

This is dissatisfaction with his seemingly weak behavior!

I am not satisfied with the blasphemer who offends the majesty of the black magician!

Cronin secretly squeezed a cold sweat.

He almost forgot that the black magician was like a demon king, and no profanity could be tolerated.

Cronin directly threatened: "Several friends, this is the famous black mage."

"It is an honor for you to meet Mr. Black Mage, but if someone does not know good and bad, I am afraid that this honor will turn into a lifetime of bad luck."

Yang Xu watched Cronin's performance with interest.

Angry, can't talk about it.

After all who cares about a clown.

After being the leader for so many years, Yang Xu is no longer the impulsive youth he once was.

When they disagreed with each other, they drew their swords and faced each other.

Words collide and fight directly.

However, Yang Xu can go to the theater, but Qingqiu Yan and Qingqiu Yun cannot.

It is a supreme honor to be the king's bodyguard and follow the king to various places.

There are more than 40,000 people in Xu Country, who doesn't want to be the king's personal bodyguard.

For this position, they even turned down the chance to be promoted to commander.

You must know that before this, there were only seven leaders in Xu Country.

Even now, there are only about forty commanders in Xu Country.

With the expansion of the Xu Kingdom and the expansion of the army, these commanders almost all have the opportunity to become the capital commander or even the general.

So becoming a leader now almost indicates that in the future, he can be under one person and over ten thousand people.

But in order to become the king's personal bodyguards, the two gave up this opportunity to reach the sky in one step.

As the king's guard, how could he just watch the king being humiliated and provoked? This is a serious dereliction of duty.

The expressions of the two became extremely gloomy in an instant.

"Crack~~"

Before Cronin could finish speaking, he was slapped across the face.

very heavy.

The sound is crisp.

His cheeks turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The person who did it was Qingqiu Yun.

Control the power of space!

Qingqiu Yun stood up, his eyes stared at Cronin as if he was looking at a dead person, and said indifferently: "If you offend my master, you will be killed without pardon."

Once exported, it is standard Chinese.

Except, of course, that the accent is a little weird.

So of course Cronin didn't understand.

Chinese is the most difficult language in the world. It is too difficult for a foreigner to learn Chinese well.

But even though he couldn't understand, Cronin could see Qingqiu Yun's murderous eyes clearly.

That was real killing intent.

Only those who have blood on their hands have the terrifying killing intent.

Cronin's brain was buzzing, and he lost his previous demeanor.

He scolded angrily: "Fake, you lunatics, are you trying to provoke the black magician?"

"You know how badly you've made a mistake."

At this moment, the black mage sitting next to him had already closed his eyes in despair.

I really fucking thank you!

ass!

There is another chapter tonight, but it will be later, so you don’t have to wait.