Dark Savages Come To the United States

At this moment, in front of Masail, only Li Min can maintain his standing posture!

Vera's arm was already twisted in a weird posture, and the legendary dagger she had placed high hopes on was beating uneasily at this moment.

It was as if it was welcoming the master who created its legend.

And the nephalem present were looking at Rathma with hatred!

"I knew you couldn't be trusted, but I didn't expect you to be so despicable! Rathma!"

Vera's voice was as cold as ever, with almost no emotional fluctuations.

Vera used her good arm to remove a few smoke grenades from her waist, looking as if she was going to throw them straight away at any moment.

Only the sweat on her pretty face can prove that she is suffering unbearable pain!

Yes, Rathma still made a move, but his target was not Malthael standing over there, but the last few Nephalem in this world!

And Nazebo's body curled up, as if he had lost consciousness.

That strong and bizarre body is constantly trembling with breathing!

Zuul confronted his teacher with all his might.

Rathma has never been good at controlling his own soul, even if he can summon countless dead souls to fight for him with a wave of his hand!

Because Rathma was never dying.

In the age in which Zul was active, all beings in the world knew one thing.

That is, Zuul, as a necromancer, can continue to fight with his own soul when his body dies in battle.

He can even come back from the dead, no matter how his body is hurt, he can restore it to its original state.

Because Zuer had already found a way to bypass the shackles in the era when his blood was still restricted.

Zul's spiritual attainments even guided the growth of these witch doctors for a very long time.

It's just that Zur failed to surpass his teacher after all, and it took him all to protect the other nephalem from the sudden attack.

"How did you ever understand what we were fighting against?"

As Rathma spoke, his hands trembled in a strange rhythm.

Rathmah was casting a spell, that was obvious.

But even Li Min, who can still maintain his sobriety and calmness, can hardly understand the meaning of this series of complex gestures.

Of course, the power of a mage is almost the same as that of an ordinary nephalem, that is, what is contained in the body.

But mages are different from other Nephalem in that they never deliberately strengthen their "mana", because mana is only a medium to leverage the rules and authority of the world.

With a force of one kilogram, it is natural to be able to shake the corresponding thing.

The mage's knowledge is to figure out how to leverage more authority with less force.

For Li Min, that almost innate talent allows her to immediately understand all the rules she sees.

However, Rathma's actions made her feel the illusion of separation of sight and thought for a long time.

Just like her former classmates, she just lowered her head and picked up a scroll in class, and she couldn't understand what the teachers said anymore.

That sense of fragmentation of knowledge has never been with Li Min, because she has never felt the pain of not being able to comprehend knowledge, so she was asserted by those mages who grew up in pain as teachers that she could not climb to a higher place.

Although Li Min used her unbelievable talent to stand at the place that all mages need to look up to, but that kind of shortcoming finally found her!

Some places are beyond the reach of talent!

For example, the kind of knowledge that Rathma has mastered, which can only be obtained through time and torture!

That is the fruit of experience and pain!

"I won't let you succeed! No matter what you want to do! And whether it's right or wrong! I only care about making you fail!"

For the first time, Li Min showed the hysteria of red eyes!

There is a bit of Sonya's madness!

Bring a bit of Vera's hatred!

Even with a touch of Johanna's strong faith!

Perhaps it was because of witnessing Zul's sacrifice.

Li Min has never experienced these things.

Because she is very strong, strong enough to protect the people around her. So naturally there is no need for anyone to sacrifice for her.

This was the first time she saw someone around her become a victim in front of her.

"Now you don't look like a mage at all."

Rathma's hand didn't stop, but he was still able to look at Li Min with ease, and spoke in the usual tone.

Apparently he has a bit of condescending taste.

It's just that no one can see anything from his eyes.

Rasma's efforts to avoid wisdom were not in vain.

"Knowledge" can know everything known, and "Knowledge" is his mother!

Meanwhile, Malthael casually held the Reaper of Souls, looking at the soul of Zul who was only left with a layer of mist.

Malthael seemed to be struggling with what to do with this soul.

He has never lacked such things as pity, but the objects of pity that the Archangel of Wisdom pities are not the existences that are worthy of pity in the eyes of ordinary people.

What wisdom pities is never the existence of life, but all the dead things that seem to be the "vassals" of life forever!

It can only be pruned and cut by life, carved with patterns, and become a rock to promote civilization.

Those so-called abandoned "lands" where plants have absorbed all the so-called "nutrients" and can no longer grow food.

These things that cannot be bathed in wisdom are the objects of wisdom's pity.

What a pitiful existence that cannot bathe in knowledge?

"Master? Are you proud of this? Rathma, you seem to be unable to understand my actions. So what kept you from attacking me until now?"

Malthael turned to Rathma, but his eyes remained on Zul's soul.

In Masail's perception, Rasma is like a stone tablet that can only be used to highlight the nephalem civilization, but Masail will not believe Rasma even if he knocks himself out Wisdom will be rejected!

Now the soul of Zul is going through the process of "death" in the eyes of wisdom.

Losing all perception, becoming the kind of existence that no longer has wisdom and is pitied by wisdom.

Only Lilith looked at Nazeebo who was curled up on the ground!

How does knowledge look at something new?

There is only one answer, that is, everything in the world is "known"!

Nazeebo's change made her move a little bit, but it was just a little trembling movement.

"Because of wisdom."

Rathma replied to Masail like this, which seemed to be perfunctory, and also seemed to be flattering wisdom.

Malthael's face seemed to be smiling under the hood.

"You are all despicable bugs after all, and I just don't want to be despicable and become a different kind of bug. Even Malthael can't understand what wisdom is.

Even if he is wisdom itself, his name can only be called Malsail! "

As Li Min said this, his whole body was enveloped by that kind of black hole-like power!

How could Li Min lack the courage to fight to the death?

She is the brightest mage and the most gifted genius!

But it is also a soldier who walked on the battlefield at a young age and quickly adapted!

If you can't grasp all that Rathma does from an "intellectual" perspective, explore!

Then integrate everything she gained from the exploration into herself, use her magic power to stimulate her, and then prove that her talent can surpass Rathma's Bone Flower of Blood and Tears!

There will also be an update of a chapter of no less than 2,000 words.

It's almost finished, and it will probably be released around 1:00 at the latest.

First post the content that has been written, so as to avoid accidents such as not noticing the time or falling asleep...