Little Tyrant Doesn’t Want to Meet with a Bad End

Under the light of the spell, Charlotte Sorophia's body seemed to be plated with a layer of golden light in the eyes of the Duke of Aberville who fell to the ground. Light.

In the civilized world, most of human problems can be solved through resource exchange, and in the process of exchange, currency inevitably appears and becomes a general equivalent, hence the saying.

There is nothing that money can't solve, and if there is, it is not enough.

For Sorophia, this sentence needs to be slightly modified.

As long as it's a problem that money can solve, it's not a problem.

"Many, how many gold coins?"

Looking back at the palace complex before liberation overnight, the Duke of Arberville looked up at the goddess of wealth in a trance, and Charlotte repeated it lightly with a smile.

"One hundred thousand."

"!"

At the moment when he heard the value, the distraught Duke of Arberville disappeared and was replaced by a warrior named the King of the North, whose spell power exploded and was as tall as a brown bear.

The moment the Duke of Aberville stood up in silence, the sky in the entire northern region also seemed to be three inches higher, and it was only at this moment that the surprised Roja remembered that this man, who regarded money as his life, was in front of all the eldest ladies. The strength of a man who doesn't dare to say anything.

Ausd Abbewell, Source Level 2, Guardian of the North.

Before he became the Duke of Aberville, this simple-hearted man had also made a name for himself in the Austin Empire. However, as he returned to China to inherit the title, decades later, the man nicknamed "Boom Bear" The man gradually lost his temper.

A penny beats a heroic man. This sentence can be said to be a realistic portrayal of the Principality of Abbeville. Don’t look at Aust’s greed for money, but in fact, every time the Aurora Festival’s income is used to pay for the people in the north to spend the winter Without this income, the local materials can no longer carry so many people in the cold winter.

In other words, the prosperity of the barren land of Aberville can actually be said to be directly related to the "stingy and greedy" of the dukes of the past dynasties.

Thinking of this, Roja couldn't help but feel touched, and on the other side, Abbeville took out a weird little whistle.

"Can it be converted into materials?"

"Okay, I'll pay for the shipping!"

"make a deal!"

"beep---"

The next moment after the transaction was completed, Aust blew his whistle. After a long and thorough whistle, there was a loud rumbling on the ground. In less than ten seconds, a bus-like monster giant bear. Breaking through the layers of buildings, it roared with gravel and strong winds, and at the same time, the Duke of Aberville also had a huge meteor hammer in his hand.

? ? ?

Where did you get this thing from?

Hidden thunder in the crotch?

Looking at the weapon in Aust's hand, the black long-haired boy was stunned, but what surprised him even more was that it was not only the giant demon bear on the mount, but also the warriors riding the bear in the distance began to move towards this side more and more. come.

"Northland mercenary group! Sweep everything!"

In the roar, the Duke of Arberville rode a giant bear and wielded a meteor hammer. The bear rushed into the battlefield first, making Shengjiehui, who had never offended this bear ancestor, completely dumbfounded, and the huge meteor hammer whistled like wind and lightning. He threw it out, and smashed the skull of a source-level 3 cultist in one face.

"Charlotte! You don't speak the rules!"

Noelle, who found that the brown-red-haired eldest inexplicably had a new force, couldn't help but scold her, but Charlotte didn't care about it. She kept firing with the gem trigger in her hand, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was graceful and sweet. dignified.

"I just want to give a little help to the poor people in the north, and if I hire someone, you can too, as long as you bid more than I do."

"you!"

The blond girl was angry at Charlotte's words, but on the other side of the battlefield, Francis was already at the end of the shot.

After receiving the blessings of Gurandal and Petra, the side effects of Cynthia, Rodney, and Wood were greatly reduced, and the advantages of being heretics began to become more and more obvious. Spiritual warriors, the combat power of each of them has actually reached the quasi-source level 2 level.

Francis' body has become more and more difficult to resist the attack of the three after breaking 30% of his bones, and Alyssa's concentrated fire in the sky has also left him helpless. In another conflict, he was cursed by Wood. After cutting off half of his shoulders, the battle-hardened old cult had to admit that the defeat was set.

Glancing at the subordinates who were about to die and wounded in the distance, Francis was furious.

He wasn't angry because he was about to die. It didn't matter if he died for the sake of a great faith. Francis was angry because he couldn't complete the mission to kill the devil's son.

Roja Arkat, insidious and cunning, despicable and shameless, looks like an innocent and harmless child, but his scheming is so deep!

We must take revenge for being designed to ambush!

"Mother is watching me!"

The determined Francis roared, causing the besieged Cynthia and the others to be stunned. They thought that the enemy was going to release a great spell and they further strengthened their offensive. Roja, who was the holy messenger of Jiehui, changed his face.

"Not good! Rewind! He's going to blow himself up!"

The black long-haired boy roared anxiously. After hearing the words, Cynthia and the others were stunned for a moment.

Retreat in front of Alyssa, but looking at the enemy waiting in battle and Roja in the distance, Francis had a hateful smile on his face.

As of now, there is not much magical power in Francis' body, but as long as he pays all his bones, it can be completely converted into death energy, but if such a purposeless explosion, the power will be distributed after the attack. The effect is bound to be unsatisfactory, but...killing a child who no longer has much extraordinary power in his body is more than enough.

That liquid gold-like curse is indeed powerful, but there is no blessing of the gods in it, which means that it cannot stop the penetration of this deadly energy, then the end of the devil's son is only a dead end!

"Go to hell! Roa Arkat!"

In the roar of hatred, Francis leaped into the sky under the impetus of the curse, and the thick black smoke rolled rapidly on his body, and the cracking sound of broken bones continued. , Francis detonated the magic power in his body with his last will.

"boom---!"

The violent explosion shook the sky, and the black shock wave blasted out with the power of sucking flesh and blood, sweeping across the square.