Chapter 1011 (1/2)

A moment later, Healy and Palem had solved most of the warlocks, and were not far away watching the death knell against Gibb.

The evil spirit knight makes more efforts. His eyes of judgment are really too powerful for the devil.

The flaming harness swayed twice in the air, and a person in the harness pulled it under the horse. The flame flashed in the eyes of the skeleton, and the other party instantly turned into a pool of pale ash.

In addition, the evil spirit knight is highly resistant to magic. Ordinary bullets or swords can't threaten him. Most of the Warlocks are solved by him. As long as Shirley keeps tracking and using the badge to escape, it's good.

It's good news for Su Ming to clean up the miscellaneous soldiers, but it's different for Jibo. He's more and more flustered, but he can't escape at all. The death knell always falls on him, like a cat catching a mouse.

In the middle of a wilderness, Gibb's bald head reflected the sun like a beacon.

Su Ming doesn't know exactly where this is, but it should be somewhere in the southern hemisphere, because it's still summer and the sun is very hot.

But it doesn't matter where they are. Jibo and his men have built a small village in this mountain nest as their own base. Maybe there will be some good things.

Hurry to kill him, and then go to search.

Su Ming launched the strangulation again, showing some indescribable images. He transformed his appearance from G1 infection of biochemical crisis to G5. Once a series of sticky and bloody images appeared, not only Jibo, but also Shirley was disgusted.

She put out her little tongue and turned her head away.

...

looking at him in the middle of casting, he suddenly foamed and shrunk into a ball. In an instant, Gibb turned into a burnt black charcoal like a doll baked in the fireplace. Su Ming grinned.

Although he knew that being dragged to death by the cost of casting was often extremely miserable, he also saw for the first time the miserable situation of smoking and collapsing like a candle from the inside out.

Sure enough, magic can make people die in all sorts of strange ways. Compared with the devil God on manwei's side, the original reversed people are less creative.

But the viscera and brain are burned up, strangulation can not get memory by eating the brain, it seems that we must go to gib's small base to find clues in the old way.

The original Jibo, no matter how short he was, was a little over one meter six, a little higher than Wolverine.

However, after being paid the price by the demons, he shrunk to be not as good as the little monkey. He was only a few tens of centimeters left. His limbs and facial features were tightly packed together. His whole body was dark and his skin was still metallic.

Su Ming thought for a moment, put away the small body, put it into his pocket, and sighed.

Gib's badge + 1.

”What? Do you have a time when you can't bear it? ” Shirley came up in a sullen way, bypassing the slippery ice on the ground and the still burning magma, with his mouth curled in a very unhappy way.

It's too dark for the enemy who can crush them by strength, but they have to turn out so many disgusting things.

Su Ming looked at her inexplicably: ”no, I'm going to take Jibo back to kamataj, find a jar to make a negative teaching material, so that the apprentices will know that they will follow the evil god and become a traitor... But his facial features shrink so much that he can't recognize his previous appearance. I have to put up a sign for him, and I don't know whether others believe it or not. It's really annoying.”

Shirley:...

she knew that she was wrong. She shouldn't think about the death knell or compassion at the beginning. Maybe he's very nice and gentle at ordinary times, but after wearing black and yellow armor, it's a human shaped weapon for mission.

Pity and forgiveness never seemed to be in his head.

”How did you do it?” Palem regained his human form and came over with his horse. He also picked his chin. ”I saw you hit hundreds of powerful magic with my own eyes, but nothing happened. Even Mephisto couldn't stand such a blow.”

Su Ming had his armor removed by strangulation. He moved his neck, opened his collar and looked at the bruises on his chest. It was not unhurt. After all, some magic still had impact, but he still said with a smile:

”press the F key to enter the tank, you can also.”

The former South officer shrugged and shook his head. He knew it was the death knell and did not intend to say it, but was it necessary to tell the truth?

What tank? There are no tanks.

”All right, don't care about the details. When the task is over, I'll take a bath for you. Who do you like in Hollywood? I'll invite you to make you happy.” As he walked around the village, he patted him on the shoulder and laughed.

It is estimated that Palem and Jerome will have a common language. They both like to take a bath.

”It's a deal.”