Is there really no problem with the cards that Danmaku taught me to make?

She didn't sanction him, but gave him a piece of bread, telling him not to steal again, and he was not on the wanted list.

At that time, Joe seemed to have found a light in his life.

The two became more and more familiar. Joe helped Tristan preach, and Tristan brought Joe care.

Joe could only look at Tristan's back, but on a certain day, the relationship between the two has become much closer.

At that time, there was an accident in the Church of the Goddess of Wisdom, and Tristan fought a bloody day, and it was Joe who pulled her out of the brink of life and death.

Afterwards, the two hibernated together and stayed under the same roof every day.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and they were finally caught by the people from the Church of the Goddess of Dawn.

To Joe, Tristan was everything.

Now she was stabbed in the stomach, and Joe could only watch helplessly.

A string called reason broke in Carloso's mind!

Majestic power emerged from Carloso's body.

This power does not come from Shirtel's divine seal, nor from Carloso's professional seal, but from his source of magic power.

His magic power was burning crazily, and the speed more than doubled.

brush!

Carloso's sword light flashed, and the black long clothes quickly dodged.

"Be angry, be desperate!" Hei Changyi laughed loudly: "Let me see how many mistakes you can make!"

Carloso's eyes were red, but his hands were more than twice as fast as before.

The regicide blade in his hand was like a poisonous snake, stabbing straight at the vitals.

Now Caruso is fighting entirely by instinct, with the skills of thieves and his own skills.

It seems that at all times, Carlos can use the most correct choice.

Seeing that Carloso hadn't weakened at all, but strengthened instead, the black long clothes couldn't help becoming more solemn.

opportunity!

Caroso's stats were not as good as Hei Changyi's, and Hei Changyi's long sword was wiped towards Caruso's neck.

At this moment, his body paused, the sword failed!

He suddenly lowered his head, only to see Tristan grabbing his ankle and staring at him.

"release!"

boom!

The black gown kicked out, and Tristan hit the wall.

This time, it also gave Carlos an opportunity.

"Die to me!" Carloso's speed became even faster than before, as if he could become infinitely stronger!

His knife was flying up and down, and even if it was a useless card, afterimages appeared on his body at this time, making the black long clothes flustered.

The black long robe wanted to escape into the shadows like before, but just as his body disappeared, Carloso's regicide blade pierced the air beside him.

小&说*-裙裙# <@⑦&⑤>>⑥>+①$③#③*{⑦$@②|>⑥Puff!

Caruso was stabbed in the abdomen of the black long clothes.

"Impossible...you are already at your limit just now, my lord's power, you can only use so much..." The right hand of the black long coat grabbed Carloso's hands, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground.

Carlos didn't know where his strength came from, he held his knife and rushed forward frantically.

boom!

Hei Changyi's body hit the wall, smashing the wall behind him.

There was no room behind the wall, but a big pit. Carloso held the Regicide Blade tightly, and the two fell from the second floor together.

boom……

They fell to the ground, and the oil lamps suddenly lit up.

I saw that in front of the two of them was a black god statue, which looked similar to the one in the wax museum.

And this idol has no head!

Looking at the black statue, Hei Changyi looked terrified: "My lord..."

Pfft!

Taking advantage of the distraction of the black long clothes, Carloso pulled out the regicide blade in his stomach, and stabbed it again, twice, three times...

+~The regicide blade was in and out of his body, endlessly.

Hei Changyi looked at the statue with despair.

He didn't understand why everything was right in this ceremony, but something went wrong with the idol?

Is it true that the results of the ceremony were stolen as this guy said?impossible!

When Carloso stabbed in for the last time, the long black coat was already out of breath.

Carlos gasped for breath, the fiery feeling had disappeared.

The emotion belonged to Jo's soul, and it came and went quickly.

"Funny little guy."

At this moment, a dull voice suddenly came from the black statue.

Carloso didn't speak, but took out the communication card: "Nimmel, how are you?"

"Her suction has become stronger, I, I feel like I can't hold it anymore!"

Caruso's eyes slowly set on the black statue: "Aren't you angry that I killed your favored one?"

"I do not care."

Seeing this, Carlos showed a self-deprecating smile.

Yes, how could God care about the existence of such a god?

#-"The god of wisdom is occupying my sister's body, how can I cut off their connection." Carlo asked.

"He is also worthy of being called the God of Wisdom? It's just that a clone gave birth to wisdom."

"Then, how do I cut off their connection?"

"It's very simple, use the power that can kill gods."

"..." Caruso silently looked at the statue in front of him: "What price do I have to pay in exchange for this power?"

"Use the stone on your body, it has too much magic power stored in it, it can allow you to improve rapidly and quickly reach the eighth level. If you are willing to sacrifice it to me, then I can lend you this for use. "

A card with red light was displayed in front of Carloso.

Chapter 142 The Youngest Tier [-] in History

【Name: Killing God】

[Category: Spell]

[star:? 】

[Grade: God's Card]

【Occupation restrictions: none】

}[Introduction: As long as it is a living thing, even a god will kill it for you! 】

[Note: This card is one-time use]

Carlos stepped forward and grabbed the card.

Suddenly, a mysterious and mysterious feeling flooded his heart.

The power emerging from this card is completely beyond Carloso's cognition!

Not to mention Caruso, even if it is blank here, he may not be able to read the card of God in front of him.

"This is the card of God?" Caruso's hands trembled a little.

[Mr. Ka, take it and run away, children only make choices, we all want adults]

【This dungeon is too dangerous. If you push Mr. Ka to this point, the stone cannot be returned】

【It's in my pocket, do you still want to take it away? 】

[Two years to the eighth level, then you will be the invincible Ka Zong in the future! 】

【It’s not good to let go of God’s things...】

[What's wrong, what's morality, I don't know]

【Anyway, this world has lost the voice of God】

[Yes, we have also encountered this kind of situation where the statue gave good things, and it’s okay to run away after taking it]

*【This god is so simple that he showed the card first】

Carlos let out a long breath, slowly placed his hand on his abdomen, and pulled it out forcefully.

Pfft!

Carlos' blood spattered on the ground.

His little face turned pale, and he slowly placed the stone in front of the statue, and said weakly, "This deal seems to be a good deal."

The magic power faded away like a tide, and the feeling of having been at the peak of the fourth level, with endless magic power, disappeared without a trace.

"Interesting, I thought you'd take both."

"In that case, what will happen to me?" Caruso stared at the statue.

"There will be no end to anything. I'm just a clone, a wisp of will, that's all. Even if you smash this statue, it's okay. Don't worry, I don't have to lie to you."

"Since I promised, of course I must do it." Carloso stood up and grabbed the God Card.

"No matter how bad it is, I thought you would return it to me after finishing your work."

"I owe you, I will feel uncomfortable." Caruso picked up the card, turned and left.

A complete map of the dungeon was engraved on the wall behind him, and Carlos wanted to know where Niemer was.

"I hope we will meet again, I am interested in you, kid..."

Slowly, the black idol and the stone slowly disappeared, as if they had never existed before.

/%【Alas... Mr. Ka is still too virtuous】

[If you don’t have integrity, you’re not Mr. Ka]

[Nowadays, the villains are getting better and better. Many villains want face, and many villains lose to the protagonist in this respect]

Click click.

At this moment, a stone door slowly opened.

"For the sake of being so trustworthy, let me save you some time."

That thick voice echoed in the stone room.

Carloso drank a bottle of healing potion, then took off his shirt and wrapped it around the wound to prevent him from bleeding to death.

Caruso slowly walked into the room with the Kingslayer in his arms.

【Ka Zong's eight-pack abs! 】

[I'm going, why are you wearing this face? I want Kabao's face! 】

[Damn, I wasted a chance to take a screenshot]

In Carloso's eyes, a girl with long blue hair was trapped on the wall, and a stone statue was crazily outputting blue magic power, entangled with Nimel.

Not only that, but the blue magic power on the statue is pouring upwards.