"Archbishop Alfonso, the director of the Bureau of Inquisition, is so majestic and majestic."

Mo Cheng gritted his teeth, he didn't need to think about other things anymore, let himself get rid of his weakness first, then find a way to return to the Principality of Aundair, and then just use up the remaining two dungeon opportunities.

Upgrade skills, draw big moves, make big things, and then kill that guy named Alfonso.

Don't think about any interests, don't think about enmity, and don't even bother to think about the reaction of the Principality of Aundair. Mo Cheng only focuses on one thing. Archbishop Alfonso almost killed him, and this matter has to be returned.

If you can't kill me, then I have to kill you instead.

"This world is really difficult. People like my mother-in-law will be killed. Alfonso, you really deserve to die."

In his mind, he quickly recalled all the strongholds of the Inquisition Bureau on the Koyare continent. Although the income in places that are not dungeons is very low, this does not prevent Mo Cheng from thinking about some ideas.

Some **** thoughts that he didn't even want to suppress in the past.

But soon Mo Cheng stopped this meaningless thought. Before he had the strength to stand directly in front of Archbishop Alfonso, all his thoughts were nothing but naive delusions.

"I will keep vigil tonight, you should rest well."

Mo Cheng didn't look back, it was more like announcing something than a discussion.

"Ah, Mr. Mo Cheng, I can also keep watch at night."

Mishasi retorted, but Mo Cheng had no intention of changing his decision. According to his physique, there are many things that are not so necessary. Looking for a cave and lighting a fire to dry clothes are all to take care of Her Royal Highness, who is completely an ordinary person.

As for the reason for sitting in the cave, Mo Cheng is not blind, so he can naturally see Mishasi's vigilance. Being in this situation is a normal reaction in itself.

He didn't want to cause misunderstandings, and he didn't care much about Mishas. Naturally, it was best not to get close to the other party, because distance can give people a sense of security.

Mo Cheng turned his head and said solemnly: "No, I have to pay attention to the movement outside. I need to assess the threat and type of the wild beasts outside. We need to be more vigilant before returning to Fairhaven to be completely safe."

Mishas didn't speak, and after a while, she said softly, "Can we go back to Fairhaven?"

Unfamiliar places, strange people, all familiar things do not know where they are, this kind of change undoubtedly has a great impact on Mishasi, which is really exciting for a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl Too much.

This time, the task copywriting is more complicated than before... but Mo Cheng can at least understand what he is going to do in the first round of this continuous task. Sending the princess who lives on a deserted island home has nothing to do with his plan. special access.

There is no need to hesitate, and directly accept this task that is purely a reward for prostitution.

However, Mo Cheng was a little bit dissatisfied with calling him in the copywriting, he generally would not tell meaningless lies, this kind of name was put on his head, more or less for the purpose of imposing "The Wizard of Oz".

Mo Cheng originally thought it would be the copywriter of "Robinson Crusoe", Robinson sent Friday home, or Friday sent Robinson home, no matter which one seemed to be more suitable than "The Wizard of Oz".

"Yes, I want to go back to Fairhaven more than you do."

Whether it's his own industry or Lilia, the key to another continuous mission, is in Fairhaven, he definitely has no less desire to go back than Mishas.

The two were silent, and as the branches were crackling, Mishas gradually couldn't hold on as time went by, and a slight snoring sounded as he leaned aside.

Today is undoubtedly a thrilling and tiring day for her.

Mo Cheng slightly closed his eyelids, Alfonso's holy light was suppressed in his body, which suppressed his power very badly, his level was only one level, and there was no way to dispel this negative state.

It was as if he had been given a debuff that reduced all attributes.

But Mo Cheng is not helpless, at least this time his narrow escape is not without gain.

Put the skill points directly into it, and there are six skills in two columns from the skill pool.

The results are good and bad.

: Use the power of thunder to inflict divine punishment on all those who disobey.

(Summons a bolt of lightning to strike an enemy unit, causing damage and a short stun. After casting, the lightning strike provides air vision and true sight within a range of 750.0 around the target. This skill can be cast on the ground, and will automatically act on the nearest range of 325.0 on enemy heroes.)

: Unleash a bolt of lightning that leaps through nearby enemies.

(Arc Lightning is Zeus' favorite spell against tiny mortals. Unleash a bolt of lightning that leaps through nearby enemies.)

: The terrifying power from the Ruins of Eternal Tribulation.

(Unleashes a wave of plasma energy field that increases in power as it expands. When contracted, it also damages and slows passing enemies. The farther away from the razor, the higher the damage and slow. The plasma field damages each unit twice.)

If the first skill points are all lightning-type skills, the second skill point gives Mo Cheng the urge to scold this skill pool plan again.

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That's right ~lightnovelpub.net~ Yes, Mo Cheng drew three **** again, and he doubted whether these three **** would only appear together.

The skills cast by the two skill points have a very clear direction, Mo Cheng chose very simply, and chose He.

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Dear, this chapter is not finished, and there is a next page ^0^ The skills with halo effect can increase the damage of lightning-type skills and increase your own movement speed.

"Next time, if there are three more balls, then choose the ice hockey."

Following Mo Cheng's choice, the power of thunder began to appear in his body, and the external holy light in his body began to weaken under the power of thunder, and even collapsed.

Mo Cheng smelled something different from the thunder. Although it was only at the first level, the power it came from seemed not to belong to the mortal world.

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