There is no perfect person in this world, since you have money, let's talk about something else.

The servant of the ancient **** immediately changed his mind.

"...I can give you unparalleled power, as long as you submit to me, only you..."

This time Vanessa laughed even louder in the spiritual world: "Power? Do you know who I am? Do you know how many people I rule? Not to mention the people of my own country, even the orcs of the enemy country admire me.

Let me tell you, at the northern foot of the mountains, at the southern end of the sea, from the place where the sun rises to the other side of the starry sky, there are countless intelligent beings singing my praises every day, and the star consortium awarded me the honorary title of Prince of Nodes , just to win me over, who can be more powerful than me? You let him stand up, let me see! "

Vanessa likes to brag with people she doesn't know, and it's refreshing to brag.

Several more pictures were transmitted, and the servant of the ancient **** was dumbfounded.

It is still a genuine picture of the real scene, which is the scene that happened in her memory. These cannot be faked, at least not in front of creatures like the servants of the ancient gods who play with memory.

Seeing that power and money are not working, he can only use the last trick: "I can give you power... endless power..."

This time Vanessa despises her even more: "Power? The world trembles at my torment, kingdoms crumble in my rage, and under the shadow of my wings, everything turns to ashes! You talk to me about power?"

This day was completely dead, and the servants of the ancient gods saw a lot of real images, the landslides and the ground cracked, the lake dried up, the civilians in the Kingdom of Stormwind wailed amidst the flames and killing, and an old bishop in simple clothes knelt in the ruins of the church He beat his chest and stomped his feet, the scene was so real, to be honest, he couldn't even do this...it was too cruel! Treating an old man like this, where is your conscience?

I can't afford to provoke you, you are worse than me!

A few words of understatement, presenting the facts, reasoning, and 'persuading' the servant of the ancient god, the other party felt ashamed and dared not harass her again.

The group of them relied on their own methods to resist the erosion of whispers, and soon saw the body of the servant of the ancient **** in the deepest part of the cave.

No matter how much this thing brags, it is actually a large faceless man.

He was lying face down on the ground, with a dark red two-handed sword stuck in his forehead. The sword and the elf magic on the sword firmly suppressed the servants of the ancient gods, but this kind of sword is not even a seal. The temporary measures were really too rough. One could faintly see strands of dark energy cyclones being absorbed by the servants of the ancient god, slowly growing his vitality.

The carapace on the shoulders and back of the neck of the servant of the ancient **** floated every few seconds, as if life was breathing.

Tentacles transformed from void energy are constantly winding around his cheeks and wrists. His body is still under suppression, but the tentacles can spread around with maximum force, trying to grab more void energy.

The corpse of the ancient god's servant corroded the surroundings to be riddled with holes, and he could vaguely see a few broken chains binding his feet, but the chains were already overwhelmed and would break at any moment.

"Unbelievable...evil..." The bald old soldier was able to hold on to come here, which is already a manifestation of tenacious will. In fact, this is the normal state. After all, the Legion's mixed doubles are a minority.

"Uncle, don't get excited, this is just a flesh and blood body, or a suppressed flesh and blood body." Vanessa really didn't feel how difficult it was to defeat such a living target.

As the most ferocious and cunning general of Krasis in the Dark Empire, this faceless man on the ground must have been too strong during his lifetime, but he had already been killed by Tyr.

To enter the material world, one must abide by the rules of the material world. The consciousness bred from the corpse is no longer the same as the original consciousness. Death is death. The body is still the same body, and the evil is still evil, but the awakened consciousness is the same as it was before. difference.

"I'm coming!" Old Fording swung Ashbringer and slashed at the side of the Faceless Man's head.

The Ashbringer's original intention was to kill the undead, and it was slightly less effective against dark creatures, but with the blessing of old Fording's faith, it still brought out bursts of holy flames.

Several tentacles trembled like an electric shock, and he could only use whispers to erode them because his body was restrained.

Lula was no stranger to faceless men, having seen too many of them in her long life.

The bald old warrior was quite right when he said Lula was the hope of their Tyrian guard.

She calmly released bursts of holy light, and the holy light rushed over like a sea tide, a large amount of black smoke-like substance was purified into powder, several tentacles curled up, and the servants of the ancient **** begged, cursed, threatened, and even Mixed with a whole bunch of completely incomprehensible emotions.

Vanessa glanced at the bald old soldier. The old man was full of fear of the faceless man. This is the iron law instilled by Tyre's guards for thousands of years. It probably means "Jurchen is invincible". In Vanessa's opinion, it's really not that powerful.

With Lula as the main, old Fording as the assistant, Vanessa and Jaina also used some flames and ice to effectively kill, the four of them dealt with a motionless target, relaxed and comfortable, singing songs to kill the Faceless died.

It's a pity that this thing is a dark creature that is completely opposite to the light attribute~lightnovelpub.net~ Otherwise, if the indoctrination of holy light is carried out continuously and without resistance, maybe a light-forged creature can be produced.

After the battle, the faceless man's massive corpse was purified into a puddle of putrid-smelling jelly.

"Throw away the remnants, too? If you stay here, maybe new evils will be born."

"Okay!" Jaina cast several spells in a row, positioning, tracking, and hiding. The few of them directly opened the portal and threw the remaining jelly into the void.

The two-handed sword, Stromkar Warbreaker, the divine weapon of Emperor Thoradin, fell to the ground. The status of this sword is much higher than the sword of the Brotherhood that Vanessa claimed to have obtained from Lord Lothar.

Sir Lothar is at most a descendant of the last generation, while the human emperor Thoradin is the ancestor, and his political status is fundamentally different. Thoradin is the pride of all human nations, and his sword is a bit like the Xuanyuan Sword of the previous life.

Old Fording is very decisive, he will not touch this kind of sword with great political significance.

Vanessa is also a little hesitant. Judging by the current inheritance rights, the closest to the emperor's blood is actually the Kingdom of Stormwind, the Wrynn family is more or less connected, the Menethil family of Lordaeron, Stormgar The Trollbane family in the Kingdom of Germany and the Greymane family in Gilneas are both descendants of the generals under the Emperor, and their legitimacy is far inferior to that of the Stormwind Kingdom.

But after some hesitation, she still picked up the artifact, the two-handed sword, regardless of inheriting it or not, just take it back first!

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