Chapter 62 The Death of Bakla
Chapter 62 Bakra's Death
When Bakra forced Zhao Tiezhu and the others to Xu Fei, Xu Fei and the others could clearly see Bakra's yellow teeth. At this time, Fei Yun found that Chen Kai's fingers moved and slowly opened his eyes. He knew that Chen Kai had recovered from a dying state.
Chen Kai slowly opened his blurred eyes. He thought he had died and resurrected and returned to the temple, but the heart-wrenching pain from his arms made him know that he was still in the dungeon. The sound of weapons attacks coming from not far away, the roars and spell chanting sounds made him realize that he was still in a state of fighting. His eyes gradually became clear. Although he was still very dizzy, he had already seen Fei Yun beside him.
"The fourth brother helped to take out a white scroll from my backpack!" Chen Kai shouted with all his strength, and turned on the team backpack sharing system so that Fei Yun could reach into his backpack to take out what he needed. A black package slowly emerged behind Chen Kai.
Although Fei Yun did not know everything about Chen Nian, he vaguely heard Chen Kai ask him to take out a golden scroll from his backpack. After searching for it, Fei Yun found the scroll from Chen Kai's backpack. Chen Kai fainted again after nodding his head. He knew that this was the system's pain protection mechanism at work, and an emergency measure was taken to prevent players from being unable to bear the pain and going crazy in bloody mode.
Fei Yun opened the golden scroll, and instantly a white magic circle appeared under Fei Yun's feet, and Bakra also felt the sacred energy coming from behind. He roared angrily, immediately threw down the pillar and Su Xinghe and rushed towards Fei Yun quickly.
"Damn bastard! I won't let you summon successfully!" Barkra rushed towards Fei Yun, regardless of the six or seven spells behind him hitting his back. He knew that he had to organize the other party to summon, even if he just summoned a lowest heavenly dog. However, he did not observe that Fei Yun was not using the summoning scroll, but a summoning teleportation scroll. The speed of this kind of scroll was much faster than the summoning scroll. Therefore, when Barkra rushed to Fei Yun, the magic circle had been completed. A white gate appeared in front of Barkra instantly. He waved the scimitar from Chen Kai in his hand and roared towards the portal.
A big hand wearing Templar Knight's hand armor reached out from one end of the portal and grabbed the blade of the Bakra scimitar. A thick big foot kicked out of the portal and instantly kicked Bakra away.
"Go away quickly! Bath, you bastard's portal is about to be closed!" Bishop Rong's roar came from the portal, and then a flash of light, two figures rolled out of the closed portal.
"The smell here is really bad. I said Kaichen, are you sure there are dark people here? Kaichen! Where are you dead boys? Hello, Bass, have you seen your students?" Bishop Rong slapped his nose with his hand, as if he wanted to dispel the stench around him, but soon he found that Bass's eyes on the opposite side quickly turned red. Bishop Rong turned his head and saw Chen Kai lying in a pool of blood, with a broken hand falling not far from his body.
Bass' fists collided with each other and kicked his feet and rushed towards Bass. Bass became very confident after fusing blood. He stood up and waved his claws to grab Bass. The sharp claws were instantly inserted into Bass' chest. Bass could even see the surprised expression on Bass' face. But soon he found that the wound had no blood, and he quickly realized that all he had caught was a afterimage.
Bakra felt a huge force coming from the left of his head, and he felt his feet gradually leaving the ground. Bakra's stiff head saw Bass' huge fist when he was knocked away. However, less than a little after being knocked away, Bakra felt a force coming from his waist again, kicking him upwards. With a touch, he hit the ceiling, and when it fell again, a cold blade passed through his neck.
The last image that Bakra's eyes saw was the black blood sprayed from his neck, and then he fell into eternal darkness. Before Bakra's head fell underground, Bass had already taken back his weapon. No one could see clearly what he was using, but he knew that as soon as a white light flashed across Bakra's head, it would be separated from his body.
"Bass, can't you make it cleaner? This oil painting was splashed with blood." Bishop Rong said, taking off a very good oil painting from the wall. He took out his sleeves to wipe off the blood on the border, then took out his glasses and observed it for himself, but then threw the oil painting to Chen Kai directly.
"Bah! It turns out to be a counterfeit, I will take it back for you to play." Bishop Rong turned his head and said, then took off another oil painting, and after careful observation, he happily put it in his ring. "Damn it! Bath's painting is mine, please put it down for me."
Chen Kai and the others stared blankly as they competed for a portrait of a beautiful woman. Only then did they realize that Bishop Rong's power was not inferior to Bass. After a scramble, Bass gained ownership of the portrait with the power of the knight. Then the two of them cleaned up all the valuable items like robbers. Even Bakra had drunk half a bottle of wine. Bishop Rong also found more than a dozen bottles of precious hidden wine under a hidden cabinet. However, he only liked a few bottles, and the rest were some spirits, but this was cheaper. Chen Kai also got two bottles, but a bottle of three hundred-year-old dwarf spirit was hidden directly by Bass.
"Well! Bass, it seems that someone is coming!" Bishop Rong said to Bass with a golden wine glass. Of course, Bishop Rong's current image has changed from seriousness to a terrible bandit by Chen Kai and the others. Chen Kai discovered for the first time that the aborigines had a higher ability to search for valuable items than players. Bass even split a chair just to find a small gem embedded in the chair.
"Yeah! It seems that it is, and not one. It seems that we have something to do again. I hope they have enough money! You guys walk away from that door. Of course, if you want to die, keep standing there!" Bass said to Chen Kai and the others.
In an instant, Chen Kai and the others ran away from their original position and hid behind Bishop Rong. The wall they were originally leaning against slowly retreated to both sides after a while of loosening, and more than a dozen clowns in bright clothes came out from inside. Chen Kai, the one who was in front of him, had seen the scar that ran across his face and the metal hook on his left hand, which made people know who it was. "Joker Bale! I didn't expect you to really hide here. Hum, why is the smell on you so strange?" Bass said to the clown in front of him.
"Welcome to here! The Bishop of the Temple of Morning Light and the leader of the Knights of the Temple, aha! What a wonderful thing! I think if you two are used as sacrifices, the great devil will definitely be very happy." The clown Barre smiled happily, with Bakra's head at his feet.
"Useless thing! Wasting a drop of precious blood from the great devil!" The clown Bale looked at Bakra's head and stepped on it, and the whole head instantly turned into a pile of broken bones. "For me, the devil needs fresh sacrifices, especially those women. Don't break their skin for me." Bale said with a lewd smile.
Bale's words had just fallen and rushed out of dozens of clowns from behind him, some of them wearing heavy armor. Their bodies had been severely deformed, and some of their limbs had become like Bakra with black scales, and their sharp claws were holding hands with weapons.
"Hmph! No matter how many miscellaneous fish there are, they are still miscellaneous fish. Are these guys Rongen considered meritorious?" Bass turned to Bishop Rongen and asked.
"Sorry! They are not even the lowest level of miscellaneous demons, so they are not worthy of merit. But the armor on them is pretty good, you can try to pull it out and sell it to the weapon shop. Travelers like your students need these things very much." Bishop Rong continued to watch the oil paintings in his hand, as if he didn't care about Bale's words at all.
Chen Kai and the others understood how the extremely cheap and very ragged equipment sold to players in the weapon store came from. Their feelings were all trophys from other high-level indigenous people.
Bass put his hand on his waist, and a long hilt was exposed. Bass slowly pulled out his weapon with one hand. When the whole weapon was pulled out of the narrow scabbard, everyone was stunned. The huge and gorgeous blade was held in Bass's hand, and the back of the blade was decorated with heavy golden patterns. What was amazing was not the gorgeousness of the blade, but the position where Bass pulled out, because the scabbard was obviously much smaller than the blade.
"The scabbard of Los Angelo's Space Blade, I didn't expect that thing was actually here with you! Unfortunately, you only have one scabbard. It would be great if the entire knife was here with you! I could save a lot of effort." The clown Bale drooled and looked at the scabbard that Bass pulled out his weapon.
"Is that so? If you want it, come and take it!!!" Bass shouted and a crescent moon like mercury rushed towards Bale quickly, and then his body rushed forward quickly, leaving more than a dozen afterimages on the way forward. Behind him, Bishop Rongen threw the oil painting in his hand to Chen Kai, then stretched his hands to the top of his head, and a white spear formed instantly.
Chen Kai was very envious of the light spear that looked a little similar to the Dawn Spear, because the light spear was obviously more clear in shape and could vaguely see the patterns on it.
"Judgement!" Bishop Rong only spitted these two words, but Chen Kai and the others felt their bodies shocked. It was like a thief who had done something bad was caught by the owner. However, the deepest feeling was indeed a red-haired clown on the left hand of Bale. The clown seemed to have seen something very terrifying. His eyes opened in surprise, his feet trembled constantly. Even Bass, who rushed to the front, ignored it and looked straight at Bishop Rong.
Bass rushed straight to the red-haired clown, and the other clowns on the road were either knocked away or cut into two and a half. He jumped up and raised a huge sword with golden light, but a few flying sickles flew out from both sides and directly cut through Bass' body.
Barre seemed to have seen Bass being dismembered, but until Bass' figure slowly disappeared from the cut place, Barre did not see the scene of blood flying in his imagination. Instead, his screams came from behind him.
Barre was just about to turn his head and look back, and the red-haired clown on his left hand made a harsh scream. If the sound of metal wire slashing on the glass was as sharp as it would be, it would be harsh and uncomfortable. A milky white spear was inserted in the middle of the red-haired clown's chest, and the spear head penetrated his body and ignited him instantly. The white flame suddenly rushed out of the hole in his chest and spread directly to his entire body. In less than a second, the red-haired clown turned into a burning skeleton.
"Spear of Judgment! You are from the Temple Inquisition, damn it! Little guys use magic transformation! Kill everyone for me, and you can't let anyone escape. I don't want to be chased by the Temple Inquisition for the rest of my life!" After saying that, the clown Bati's body began to mutate. His clown hat was instantly lit by black flames, and a thin threaded long horn appeared in the burning flames.
"Hmph! It's just a low-level evil demon, it's still a mutant thing!" Bishop Rong said with a smile. For him, he didn't know how many millions of low-level evil demons like Bale would kill every year. "Bas! That evil demon has 10 merit points, who will kill whom!" Bishop Rong took out a huge chain from the ring. The warhammer's tail was connected with a long chain. Bishop Rong relied on him to easily project the warhammer and pull it back.
Chapter completed!