Chapter 459 The First Use of the Cracking Helmet

Arkady was in a bad mood today.

Although he had made a contribution in stopping Serge's conspiracy in Neverwinter, it was not enough for him to successfully rise to the top of the Serge Revival Society——

Even though they have separated from Ser, the internal rules of the red-robed mage have been perfectly inherited. Jealousy, resentment, and exclusion. Every red-robed mage is an absolute egoist. As long as they can get benefits, they don't mind. Kill your friends, murder your relatives, poison your teachers.

Any red-robed mage will never tolerate others sharing his own interests, even if this interest has nothing to do with him.

Therefore, the interior of the Red Robe Mage is extremely bloody, and any change of power means fighting secretly or openly.

Arkady had no way to go further. Apart from a few magic props, there was no reward for his achievements. And when the vice president of the Serre Revival Society came to Ximen City in person, he no longer even had freedom and dignity. .

"We must find the four wanted adventurers faster than the traitors of Sayre. Otherwise, we can just prepare the ritual to transform the lich. It is really a shame that a living person can become the captain of the Sayre Revival Society."

These were the vice president's exact words. Arkady did not dare to refute anything, but the hatred in his heart had reached its peak.

"When I successfully advance to Legend, you will pay the price for all your previous actions."

"I will find your phylactery, turn you into a demilich, and then become my slave forever."

Arkady thought so, and felt a sense of joy in his heart, but he knew that stepping from a nine-ring mage to a legend was an extremely difficult process, not to mention that the vice president would definitely spare no effort to suppress his own development.

"Those four adventurers must still be hiding somewhere in Ximen City. It will be a matter of time for Serge to find them. Maybe I should find a way to control some of the local dark organizations in Ximen City. Sometimes the eyes of ordinary people can have unexpected effects. .”

Suppressing the hatred in his heart, Arkady had to think about how to complete the vice president's mission.

"However, I heard that their strength should not be underestimated. The rogue himself is a famous killing blade, and others, including the dwarf and the mage, all have at least nine rings of strength. The most important thing is their Captain, the black dragon controller."

"Can you defeat the legendary black dragon of Balor Balrog?"

Arkady was extremely fearful. Even though he thought that with his own methods, he would have almost no opponents under the Legend, he would not recklessly try to capture those four people by himself.

This is why both the Revival and Cyre have sent legendary level spellcasters.

The news from a certain secret intelligence even mentioned that Sazastan originally planned to leave Seer personally, but for some reason he finally gave up the idea.

"Those four people have interests that can tempt even Sazastan. Perhaps as long as they grasp these interests, the Sayre Revival Association can regain Sayre."

And he might be able to seek the position of chief red-robed mage.

With this thought in mind, Arkady had already skillfully walked to the side door leading to the basement.

"Speaking of which, we have to find a way to suppress Lyle. Although the seventh ring is still far away from the ninth ring, he already has the desire to get closer to the center of power."

"Teach him a lesson tonight and let him wake up a little bit."

"As for Milos—"

Arkady was a little disdainful: "Putting your power on other beings has no meaning at all. You are just a tool man."

Even the red-robed mage who will eventually become a lich is actually the same as other mages on this point. They are only obsessed with the truth of magic and will never believe in gods, even if they have to transform into a lich. For them, making a deal with some evil gods is just a necessary price to pay for eternal life.

Believe in gods to gain power? What's the difference between that and a beggar?

Therefore, in order to win the victory in the Serre Civil War, Sazastan made a deal with the God of Tyranny, and even allowed the other party to preach in Serre. This behavior was a complete betrayal to the people of the Serre Revival Society.

Pushing open the door to the basement, Arkady reflexively wanted to scold his two men, but he swallowed his words the next moment because he saw a stranger appear in the basement.

"Hello."

The man smiled at him.

Without any hesitation, Arkady triggered at least three different magic items on his body.

But when the magic item was triggered, an invisible wave expanded from the opponent's helmet, and the magic effects disappeared in that instant.

There was even a low-level magic item that made a clicking sound and was damaged on the spot.

"broken!"

Arkady's rich experience told him that this was some kind of magic-forbidden prop, and he turned around and ran towards the stairs without hesitation.

Don't think that all mages are physically weak. In fact, the more powerful the mages are, the more ways they can strengthen their bodies. The physical fitness of a nine-ring mage is definitely better than that of a man without a belt of giant strength. Grace is stronger.

But this doesn't make any sense.

The splitting helmet blocked all the magic around him, but it didn't block Tang Sen's ability.

Because the fruit of surgery is more like a certain rule.

So, Arkady had just taken two steps when he suddenly found that his eyes were blurred, the stairs suddenly changed, and a figure appeared in front of him.

He quickly stopped and suddenly saw that he was back in the basement again.

He quickly reached out and touched his waist.

There was his trump card, a crystallization of evil thoughts originating from the outer plane. It had nothing to do with magic power. As long as he had an urgent desire, he could summon the gaze of an evil god.

But he came up empty.

He lowered his head and saw that his arm was cut off directly from the wrist, with no blood flowing out. The fingers that fell towards the ground were still executing the instructions conveyed by his brain.

Then, a long sword pierced his chest directly.

Arkady slowly raised his head and saw the half-smiling face.

"I don't want to know what kind of trump card a nine-ring red-robed mage is going to reveal in this situation."

"Sorry, you don't have any chance."

Arkady felt a chill running down his spine, and he asked in a hoarse voice: "Who are you?"

"You'll know."

With a move of the long sword, a heart was cut out and fell into Tang Sen's hand.

"Is this the end?"

On the side, Lyle trembled. In his field of vision, it was just his captain who opened the door. He reacted very quickly and ran back. Then he suddenly appeared in front of Tang Sen and was gouged out. heart.

He was obviously such a powerful captain, but he was defeated like an ordinary person facing a god.

"Now, we can talk."

Tang Sen slowly clenched the heart in his hand.