god of tomorrow

At least this way it doesn't hurt anymore.

Quadra Kill!

After a four-kill streak, Gawain only had Van Sen left as his target. Killing him would allow him to unlock the achievement of wiping out Ace.

On the left and right sides, the Ox-Head and Horse-Face continued to release death energy, frantically attacking the life defense barrier. However, due to the elemental counteraction, even with proportional consumption, the sacred artifact diamond could persist for a long time.

It's a treasure. What did he say? It was a family heirloom that Van Vich stole and then gave to Van Sen to hide.

We've found it!

Gao Wen's eyes flashed with a sharp light as he searched for the right moment to cast his spell and kill the enemy in one strike, ending the battle.

Inside the barrier, Fan Sen was fearless. He kicked the urn open several times in succession, without chanting any incantations, and completed the spell with a wave of his hand.

Wisps of soul fire were pulled from the void by Fan Sen's five fingers and fell into the grayish-white ashes mixed with fragments of bone. An invisible wave spread out, and the scattered ashes were instantly given 'life'. They swirled and gathered in the air, forming twisted humanoid skeletons from points to surfaces.

With a dull thud, the dozen or so skeleton soldiers, which had just been reassembled, swayed and moved slowly and stiffly, their soul fires still flickering in their empty eye sockets, awaiting the summoner's command.

He seems a bit slow and not very bright!

Necromancy - Summon the Dead.

A single word makes all the difference. Compared to Gawain's summoning of the dead, Vansen's summoning of the dead is far inferior, failing miserably on both straightaways and curves, barely even catching a whiff of exhaust fumes.

Gawain grinned and had the AI ​​assistant record all the data. He knew that necromancy on the Universal Continent was generally terrible, but this was just too terrible.

In other film studios, necromancers are all one-man armies, mass-producing troops; I've never seen one with their own urn of ashes.

More than ten skeleton soldiers staggered and picked up the weapons on the ground. Some were holding dual pistols, some had grenades wrapped around their waists, and some even had a fear of insufficient firepower, knowing to take more magazines.

"Wonderful!"

The combination of magic and industry led to a situation where necromancers on the continent were having a tough time. They developed a new approach based on magic, which impressed Gawain.

However, it was a waste for the undead to be cannon fodder. He agreed with Hill's words that skeletons should be put into factory assembly lines.

One by one, skeletons carrying firearms and firearms stepped out of the barrier of life, and with a wave of Van Sen's hand, they all pulled the triggers in unison.

Look closely, and you'll see suicide soldiers with grenades strapped to their bodies.

"Fire! Turn him into a sieve!"

"A bunch of idiots, I said shoot!"

"..."

Despite Vansen's repeated orders, the skeleton soldiers did not respond. Under his astonished gaze, the Minotaur Knight's soul fire surged, easily taking control of the skeleton soldiers.

A gift from the Lord of Death, the magic of the ox that takes away the spirits of the dead.

"..."

Fan Sen was completely distraught. All his hard work had turned out to be a complete waste of Gao Wen's talents.

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"So what? The life barrier can get out but not in, and bullets can't get in!" Fan Sen said viciously. No one could kill him today. On the contrary, Gao Wen was just waiting for his secrets to be exposed and for him to be captured and dissected.

"Don't be too absolute in your statements; there's still something we can get into," Gawain said calmly, holding the guide's hand.

"???"

"Light and shadow, for every ray of light, there is an equal amount of shadow..."

As Gao Wen spoke in profound and unfathomable words, his body suddenly lost its physical form, instantly transforming into a mass of pitch-black, viscous liquid. The black liquid collapsed, merged into the ground, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Shadow Magic: Shadow Leap!

Where have you been?

What kind of magic is this?

A strong sense of crisis washed over him. Fan Sen's pupils widened in shock, and his heart skipped a beat. He instinctively took a step back, spreading his senses wide open and vigilantly searching for even the slightest magical fluctuations in his surroundings.

boom!

A gunshot rang out, so close it felt as if the muzzle was pressed against his back.

Who fired the shot? Who was hit?

Blood trickled from the corner of Fan Sen's mouth. A burning, excruciating pain stimulated his nerves, causing it to explode wildly from his left chest. He looked down in disbelief, only to see blood gushing out before his eyes.

Was he shot?

impossible!

There were clearly life-saving barriers here, how did he get in...?

Fan Sen stiffly raised his hand, trying to activate the jewel to save himself, but a black hand that emerged from his chest snatched the jewel away.

The precious gem changed hands, but no favorability was gained. The goddess immediately became unattainable, her seven-colored light dimmed, and her life barrier vanished like a bubble.

Having lost his last refuge, Fan Sen's breathing became extremely heavy and intermittent, with more exhalation than inhalation. The bloody hole in his chest mercilessly robbed him of his body heat, and the world before him grew increasingly dark and cold.

Life was slipping away rapidly. Vansen was too weak to think. He staggered and fell to the ground, only then seeing the attacker's face clearly.

It was not human, but a black monster extending from the shadow beneath his feet.

It has no mouth, nose, ears, or eyes, and no fixed shape. It is like a living lump of asphalt, constantly writhing. Two slender, irregular arms extend out, one holding a gun and the other holding a precious jewel.

What kind of magic is it?

"You, you promised my father... you wouldn't kill me."

"You're lying to him. Even if he agrees, you'll still kill him!"

boom!

Penta Kill!

Pentakill, Ace secured.

Chapter 62 I'm Not a Troublemaker (Please Subscribe and Give Monthly Tickets)

You have completed the mission [One vs. Five]

[Mission Rating: S+ (Facing perilous situations with composure, when darkness surges like a tide and despair engulfs the land, true courage shines with the brightest light)]

【任务奖励：每击杀/击败一人，奖励经验点x2w、金币x1000、基础自由属性点x20；团灭对方，追加奖励经验点x5w、金币x2000】

[A rating of S+ will double the task reward]

With the reward in hand, Gao Wen didn't hesitate and spent it all.

Level: 18

Experience: 391/8w

Speed: 249 (S+)

Strength: 249 (S+)

Endurance: 252 (S+)

Magic Power: 556 (S+)

Wealth: 14743 gold coins

He poured all his free attribute points into magic power, mindlessly. He had consumed a lot of magic power in this battle without making much of a move, and he needed to make up for his weakness as soon as possible. He divided his experience points into two waves: one wave was used to level up, and after gaining four levels in a row, he allocated the remaining experience points to various skills.

Bone Spear and Sinking Swamp are both minor skills, and level 3 is the maximum level, so they don't cost much.

Undead Summoning, Shadow Vision, Erosion Hand, and Shadow Leap are all advanced spells, and mastering them is extremely difficult. If you want to become proficient as quickly as possible and master them thoroughly in the shortest amount of time, grinding for experience is the best option.

Only by increasing skill level can you unleash its full power.

Take the Shadow Leap as an example. When Gao Wen used this skill, it was difficult to execute. Although he could have continuously flashed and jumped, he could only manage to jump once.

The same mana consumption resulted in a significantly reduced effect, which made Gawain restless and unable to eat or sleep. He decisively allocated experience points and used all four of his most powerful skills.

Undead Summoning LV4, Dark Vision LV5, Erosion Hand LV4, Shadow Leap LV3.

Gone.

A single task rewards 30 experience points, which seems like a lot at first glance, but it's not worth the time. He spent it all before he even did anything.

"Fan Sen, you've left so easily, but where can I find another one like you?"

Gawain waved his hand, dispelling the magic that summoned the dead, and instructed the Minotaur to clean up the scene before leaving, scattering everything except Vansen's corpse.

A skilled mage leaves no trace of their spellcasting, which can be deduced by someone with ulterior motives, leading to the leakage of their personal information.

Van Sen's body cannot be dismembered; it is worth twelve million. Words alone are insufficient; physical evidence is required.

The Magic Corridor's effect hadn't expired yet, so Gawain collected the loot. The Rainbow Diamond was a good item, so he put it directly into his system inventory. Vansen's wallet was a brand name product, but it wasn't of much use to him, so he'd find Hill to recycle it and make another profit.

A pile of weapons is a rare item, so Gawain divided it into two parts: one for his wallet and the other for his system backpack, trying not to put all his eggs in one basket.

The same goes for other strange and unusual items. The AI ​​assistant goes through them one by one, putting the valuable ones into the system's inventory and the less valuable ones into the wallet, then asking Young Master Xi to come and collect them.

It's a helpless situation, really. If possible, Gao Wen wanted to put everything in the system's inventory. It had just been expanded to 99 slots, which was more than enough to hold everything.

But if he did that, Vansen would become penniless.

How could Fan Sen be a poor wretch? A smart person would immediately guess that he has some kind of spatial equipment that allows him to freely enter and leave the school.

This is bad!

Once Gawain finished his work, the time for the Magic Corridor was almost up. He tore off a piece of carpet, packed Van Sen into a bedding roll, picked up the second Magic Cube, and headed back to the original private room.

Stop sleeping, and stop making things, Hill. Hurry up and go to the Adventurers' Guild. If it's still open, exchange for twelve million.

Large items shouldn't be placed there, as they attract flies.

The private room was empty, or rather, the entire club was empty, except for three people standing on the dance floor on the first floor.

They're motionless under the lights; they might be awkwardly dancing.

Gawain, with his sharp eyes, spotted Hill and Hugh lying on the sofa. His expression changed instantly, and he leaped off the third-floor balcony carrying the carpet.

boom!

His feet landed heavily, crushing the expensive floor tiles.

"..." x3