Damn it, this boss really has no normal skills.

Looking at the stupid roe deer standing on the roadside with a confused look on its face, almost having its head chopped off without knowing it, Ji Ming thought for a moment and suddenly realized something.

"So my true self is a sneaky, murderous person who likes to kill others quietly?"

"This is too..."

"Too real! After all, I have so many aliases, and I like to hide my strength. I open the Magic House at any time, and lock the unlucky enemies into the dungeon for a righteous beating. Who can be more insidious than me?"

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If it were in the past, the boss would definitely make a similar response immediately, but now, it will only continue to add.

【more than!】

[Look, you like to make malicious assumptions about others, like a needle with a very sharp end that is designed to prick people]

[You like to pretend to be kind, but actually secretly bear grudges and scheme against others behind their backs, like a needle hiding in your clothes to ambush others]

[You say you don't like it, but what you like most is to build a lumberjack, like a needle that can't be threaded no matter how hard you try, but once it is threaded, it will obediently spin the cloth.]

[In short, Savior, you are a needle! ]

……

Ji Ming wanted to refute it, but he couldn't find any point to refute it, so he could only condemn it weakly.

"Hey! You have something else to say, right? You're asking for my revenge for ignoring you just now, right? I think you're being quite aggressive!"

After feeling the power of the new skill, he did not waste any more time, but went through the dungeon's portal and returned to the messy ruins of Meteorite Peak.

The Purple Lightning God who completely destroyed the highest peak in the northern part of this glowing place has fallen, and the formation activated by him that can isolate the inside and the outside is about to use up its last bit of energy.

Therefore, after going over the words he had prepared in his mind, Ji Ming found a suitable crack in the ground and crawled into it. After the formation finally collapsed, he pretended to be panicked and crawled out.

It turned out that the spectators were more anxious than he had imagined, so much so that as soon as he showed his head, he felt a dark shadow falling from the sky.

Sure enough, it was the three commanders who hurriedly ran back from the battlefield at the foot of the mountain after seeing the changes in the Meteorite Peak.

And before he even landed, he asked three soul-searching questions in urgent words.

"It's you? How are you still alive? Where are they?"

Ji Ming, who was well prepared, did not answer, but threw a crystal ball containing a video to her.

"Please watch the VCR!"

This magic crystal ball is actually a kind of seal, which contains a very special spell.

As long as the user connects magic power to it, he can quickly browse the information in it in a form similar to quantum wave speed reading.

Therefore, it only took three seconds for the three commanders to know what had happened before, especially what had happened in the dungeon.

Although he didn't have a good impression of the third sister, Ji Ming still gave her a way out out of courtesy.

"They said that if you are willing, they can give you the chance to be resurrected. I have no objection. You see..."

Unexpectedly, the Red Demon Dragon, who had wanted to scald him to death on the spot, just sneered, then flew into the air, detonated the Plague Dragon Breath in his throat, and turned into a brilliant green firework.

"Fuck!"

【Fuck! 】

Such a resolute determination to die made Ji Ming and the boss stunned for a while. It was not until the fireworks had faded away for a long time that Ji Ming let out a long sigh.

"Pity……"

"Damn it, you are unlucky in this life! Remember to be born into a good family in your next life!"

But it was obvious that there were more than just the three commanders waiting outside the formation, so the next moment, Ji Ming, who was standing under the flare, received a reminder from Thyme.

But there was no time to react at all, as the three impatient brothers of Shenlin rushed in front of him.

The first to speak was Mo Xinglan, who was stroking his white beard. He looked up and down at Ji Ming, who was unharmed, and chuckled.

"You are so lucky, Mr. Chosen One. I didn't expect that they all died, but you are still alive."

Hiding under the cover of magic, the prince consort on the side also joined in with a sarcastic tone.

"Alive? It's good to be alive! There should be nothing more important than life in this world, right, God's Chosen One?"

The next threat should have been made by Thyme, but he obviously didn't dare to make it, so he just said it dryly.

"Well, we're all friends, and we're all decent people. We won't hurt you, so please come with us."

From the perspective of the Deep Forest People, the Chosen Ones are now isolated and helpless, and it is inevitable that they will be captured by them like the female knight ambushed by the goblins.

But Ji Ming was calm about it, and even chatted with Thyme over the public network.

[Are there only three of you here? ]

[The evil god's methods were too cruel. The messenger group suffered heavy casualties. Only one in ten survived. The few who remained are still resting in the woods outside and have no fighting power.]

[Okay, well done, it's worth it for me to kill him with my own hands]

!!!

Just a few words determined the death of a true god, and Thyme was almost frightened to scream out.

But just when Ji Ming was about to summon the red needle and wipe out the old thief and the gigolo while there were no witnesses, a righteous curse was heard from the sky.

"I don't know whose thing this is, you guys are so brave!"

That’s right, the second group of people attracted by the old three-brand flare has also arrived, and this time it’s their own people, the Pegasus Knights who have been nervous outside for a long time, and their leader Hekmedia.

Moreover, Ji Ming was still sighing that he was indeed worthy of his reputation as a famously honest elf, who was as fierce as a tiger in doing things. A level 70 elf actually dared to challenge two level 70 elves, when he saw a guy who had clearly been here before but pretended to be someone who had not been here, walking towards him in a polite manner.

This person is of course Tilia, the principal of the Glowing Magic Academy. This guy struggled for a long time between subjective personal interests and objective group interests, and finally chose to obey his fate.

When the formation was up, he would just stand outside and wait patiently. When the formation was down, it would be natural for him to follow Captain Hai in to take a look.

But to be honest, the collapse of a mountain thousands of meters above sea level amidst thunder that was as loud as a pillar of heaven was a roar that would terrify even a knowledgeable level 70 expert like him.

So Principal Ti actually came in with tears prepared in advance, just waiting to be the first witness to mourn for God's chosen one, and to take back the honor of "Qixia City's Most Charming Man" with tears.

But when I came in, I saw that even the Purple Lightning God was dead, so how come this idiot God is still fine?

He could even stand there leisurely, waiting for someone who had nothing to do and was unlucky enough to run in with Captain Hai to save him.

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But even though he was helpless, since he was already here, Principal Ti was too embarrassed to turn around and leave, so he could only stand here awkwardly and continue to support the show.

Seeing the glow coming, the people in the deep forest did not retreat. After all, they had come here with great difficulty, and they had to take something back to report.

The old man is very old and wants to be Pope before he dies. The son-in-law has been eating too much free food and wants to supplement calcium for his teeth and knees.

The worth of this Chosen One of Holy Light is just right, neither too high nor too low, and is a contribution of sufficient value to fill this gap.

So with this in mind, the old devil attacked suddenly like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, his body as fast as lightning, and he was about to grab Ji Ming by the collar.

Although Captain Hai did not expect such a sneak attack, Principal Ti, who was also the sixth in command, was well prepared. He raised his hand and summoned an earth shield to block the Chosen One.

Although Principal Ti regretted his decision the next second, the strength of a level 70 wizard is beyond words, and the strength of the six-ring magic [Stone Shield] is also quite impressive.

So much so that the old demon's claws could only create a crack when hitting it, and he had to adjust his body and punch hard again to make the shield shatter.

This amount of time was enough for Captain Hai to react. He rushed over with a sword in hand, surrounded by rolling holy light, and slashed down on his neck.

"What a cruel sword!"

No matter how crazy the old man was, he didn't dare to use his neck to block the opponent's sword. He could only withdraw his hand, turn around, cross his fists, and use the wrist guard to push the sword back.

Seeing this, the prince consort on the side did not dare to delay and quickly waved his magic wand to release a cold rain. Against the sultry summer night, large drops of icy raindrops fell on the ground.

Although the old devil looked like a martial arts master, he was essentially a jungle believer. He extinguished the holy light on his wrist and absorbed moisture, and suddenly even his punches and feet became faster.

But the captain of the sea who was wearing iron armor was in bad luck. A layer of frost immediately froze on the armor, and he was instantly given a slowdown buff with a crackling sound. Even though a lot of it was evaporated by the holy light, the white water vapor still blocked his vision.

As one side gained strength while the other side lost strength, the old devil instantly gained the upper hand.

"Ok?"

But it was also this magic that stunned Principal Ti, who was busy preparing large-scale magic to provide tactical assistance to Captain Hai.

...That's strange, why does he look familiar?

According to the rules of the Yangyue world, if you want to release magic, you need to first construct the spell framework in your sea of ​​consciousness, and then guide the magic power to fill it in sequence to complete the "preparation" of the magic.

If there is still energy left after that, you can use corresponding spells, magic objects, gestures, steps, etc. to "strengthen" them.

The last step is to determine your target, aim, and guide the magic to complete the "firing".

As for hitting, damage determination and settlement, these are subjects beyond magic.

All of this is very complicated, which is equivalent to asking the human brain to operate at the level of a supercomputer, the kind that will make smoke come out if you think about it too much.

This is also the fundamental reason why the mage profession places special emphasis on [Wisdom] - if you don't increase this value, you won't even be able to build a model.

Therefore, almost every wizard, when using a magic that he is not very sure of, will follow a specific process and even specific action details in order to avoid making mistakes and thus ruining all his efforts.

What a coincidence, as one of the representatives of the world of radiant mages, the outstanding educator Tilia had once accompanied a delegation on a diplomatic mission to the Deep Forest Capital.

As luck would have it, the Shenlin official who received them and had a friendly exchange of professional knowledge included the prince consort in front of them.

What a coincidence, among the magic demonstrated by the prince consort at that time, there was one which was exactly the same seven-ring magic [Cold Rain] as today.

Finally, as luck would have it, although Tilia is now very successful, his background is actually not very good.

He came from the Glowing West, a town that was plundered by the Deepwood Men and almost all of the people in the town were massacred, leaving him an orphan.

If Lord Changge's army had not arrived and allowed him to meet his lifelong mentor, Tilia might not have been able to get out alive.

So……

Damn, I should have guessed it long ago!

Who else but the people of Deep Forest could gather such a powerful force near the royal capital?

Being chosen by God is just for fun, and being second doesn't really prevent him from picking up girls. But Tilia really hates the people of the Deep Forest with whom he has a blood feud. Otherwise, why would he go to study the Deep Forest?

So he gritted his teeth, pointed at the three people in front of him and started questioning them.

"Who are you? Why do I feel like you have the shadow of the Deep Forest People?"

Three people:? ? ?

Prince Consort: Damn! You were so busy fighting that you forgot to avoid suspicion!

But after seeing the prince consort behind her tremble all over like a primary school student who was called by the teacher, Mo Xinglan did not panic, but laughed instead.

Then he suddenly restrained himself and stared at the glowing man in front of him.

“So what if it is, so what if it’s not?”

"Principal Tilia, if you think we are someone bad, you can go through diplomatic channels and complain to our people!"

"Haha, when the time comes, I will be a good person. Ha, I will apologize!"

"Shut up, you lunatic!"

This kind of tough guy naturally made Captain Hai very angry, and he raised his sword to chop the man again.

But as he lowered his voice, Principal Ti's expression became worse and worse.

There is no way, this is the reality. When you are weak, it is neither. When you are strong, it is neither.

Compared with the mighty deep forest, the glow of the abstract big stage is the small one that can only bow its head.

Diplomacy? Less like a stray dog.

But it makes sense. How can Tilia, who has worked so hard to climb to a high position and is eager for revenge, swallow this humiliation?

Instead, he was really angry by these words, and he and Captain Hai started to fight with the people from the Deep Forest.

——Today I must pull off your hoods and slap you in the face!

Only Thyme and Ji Ming were left looking at each other. In order to serve as a better background, they pretended to play a fake game.

However, unwilling to accept defeat, it was not just the people of Shenlin who squatted around the Meteorite Peak and wanted to take another gamble. Everyone was fighting so fiercely that the spectators couldn't help but feel itchy too.

"Brothers, kill!"

"I've been annoyed with you for a long time. Look at the knife!"

There were even people shouting and making exaggerations.

"He snatched the chosen one from God. He must have the divine power of Purple Lightning God!"

Ji Ming: Damn it!

So, centered around the only survivor in the formation, the Chosen One of Holy Light, everyone started the second round of unlimited fighting competition on the ruins of Meteorite God Peak.