High fire resistance? Is this a red dragon with human skin on its head?

No, it's not high resistance, it's the elemental shield!

Dake's body emitted a strong earthy yellow light!

Alchemy props "Absolute Defense" are activated!

As Riley said, this is not a real absolute defense, but it is still no problem to resist the four-first-level fire arrows. In DuPont's view, the opponent did not even shake it. The shield generated by the alchemy props is absolutely outrageous.

But fortunately, "Mind Blast" is for you guys with thick skin and flesh!

He was about to launch a spell, but unexpectedly discovered that his opponent was actually facing his back!

What is this for?

Dake used all his strength to roar, "Close your eyes!"

DuPont was stunned again!

Within a thousandth of a second of his hesitation, a sun rose in Dark's hand!

The bright light instantly filled the field of vision!

The white space flashed and flew away, followed by the huge retina stains and the pain like a knife cut!

To launch a "spiritual explosion", DuPont must look at his opponent. He heard Dark's shout, but he did not dare to look away!

The best props made by a level 8 alchemist, Dak used up two in a row in just two seconds!

DuPont let out a scream, aimlessly swaying fireballs around in the eternal darkness. For a moment, it was so lively. A few of them exploded beside him, and the air waves blew their hair up.

Reus was like a ghost, rushing towards him quietly and quickly!

The Feng Ling Sword slashed a strange green light!

Snap!

DuPont's head flew high, and his strong blood pressure sprayed blood more than three meters high! The headless corpse waved his hands a few times and fell to the ground with a bang!

Everything returned to silence, Dark could hear his heavy breathing and his thud heartbeat, followed by an incredible ecstasy!

I survived, I survived under the attack of a third-level mage, and in turn killed him!

Damn, this awesome can definitely brag for the rest of your life!

Reus rushed over and gave him a bear hug: "Good guy! He's so awesome, this time he's so awesome!"

"What about one more? That woman-"

"Let's leave the remnants to us."

A voice came from behind, and the sound was like a bell. A man with a tiger's back and a bear-back striding towards him under the escort of more than ten mercenaries.

Reus quickly straightened his legs and punched his chest with his fists: "Boss!"

The person who came was Lexar, the captain of the Hamilton Chamber of Commerce's escort team. He approached, looked up and down the two of them, nodded and said, "No, not bad! Reus, did a beautiful job! The courage of this policeman is really admirable!"

Dake laughed: "Where is there, there is another bandit who sneaked in-"

Lexa waved her hand: "Don't worry, everything is in control. Come on, you guys, thank you for your hard work, come to me and have a drink to warm up." As she said that, she pulled Dakk away without saying anything, as if she was not worried about the attacked slave ship.

Lexa talks, drinks a lot, says a few words, drinks a few glasses of wine, and Dark is unconscious again.

I have worked hard to save my life and indulge it. What's the fault? Besides, when I heard the outsiders shouting and neighing, I guess half of the mercenaries, guards and police from Snell Port have come, so I still have to patrol the night?

The next morning, Dake opened his eyes, rubbed his temples, which were still in pain, and found himself lying on his own bed.

The head hurts so much. I said I can’t drink it or not. The Lexus, who looks like a bear, can really talk about it. I got me drunk!

Last night...What happened last night? It seemed like I met a thief while on duty - no, abolitionist? Well, nosy, and even killed a third-level mage? Well, that guy was considered an assault police officer. He died well, and I didn't kill anyone. Well, it's time to go to work, sign in - uh, I went to night shift yesterday, and this day... Damn, I didn't go back to the police station to sign and withdraw this morning!

Dake jumped up with a bang, and he was a peat, signed for a refund, signed for a refund, and he would be deducted if he didn't sign for a refund!

He put on his clothes randomly, shook his legs apart, and a cigarette disappeared.

As the wind and fire broke out, Dake crashed into the police station, and everyone looked at him with surprise.

"Hi, boy, you..." Morse, the old senior in Dark's substitute last night, asked, "What are you anxious about? It's almost time for the sun."

There was a burst of laughter from people around.

Whether it was a kind-hearted smoothing or a malicious joke, Dake didn't have time to pay attention to these things now and hurriedly said: "I was a little tired last night. I went home to sleep after work. I forgot to sign and leave, right?"

"What's the point? Remember less names without beheading."

Dark quietly breathed a sigh of relief: "That's so thankful."

"What are you thanking? The money is deducted when you pay your salary."

A word almost choked Dark to death, and the people around him burst into laughter again. Dark was so embarrassed that he rubbed his hands again and again, and suddenly he remembered a topic: "Mr. Morse, are you not resting today?"

"Originally, I was on night shift yesterday and I should have a rest today. As a result, the police station issued a notice and ran back again."

Dark pretended to be calm: "What notice?"

A colleague next to him stretched his head and said, "You don't know yet, right? The people from the Hamilton Chamber of Commerce just left, and they came to express their gratitude." As he said that, he stretched out his finger and made a move to count the bills. All the brothers on duty yesterday would have one."

Morse smiled: "Last night, Hamilton Chamber of Commerce had a problem in the cargo area of ​​the dock, and someone wanted to rob the ship."

Darkic said: "Cracking the ship and rob cargo? Why don't I know, isn't the Christen slave ship? It's not what I touched in..."

"Okay!" Morse interrupted him with a light scolding, "What are you lucky? It doesn't matter who the robber is. The key is that with the efforts of the police station, the owner of the cargo has no losses. OK, everyone is happy, understand?"

Someone said: "Yes, if Brother Morse hadn't turned the tide, the cargo owner might have suffered heavy losses!"

Dark looked at Morse in a daze, then glanced at everyone with a surprised gaze, and found that everyone looked "taken for granted". He asked in disbelief: "This, this, is OK?"

"What can I do? Isn't this normal?"

Dark felt his throat a little dry, he swallowed dryly and asked, "Okay, that's it - where's my portion?"

"What's a serving?"

Dark stretched out his finger and made a move to count the bills.

Morse laughed: "I can't tell, I'm still a money-lover? No!"

"No?!" Dake was shocked and angry, "I almost lost my life last night, and I didn't have any hair?"

Someone sarcastically said: "What do you think? One is not attending the class, and the other is not formally edited. Just get your salary honestly!"

Another person advised: "Young people should know the current situation. There are many opportunities in the future, so why bother with the moment?"

"Yes, yes, hurry up and go to the attendance office to make up for your visa. Maybe the Director will be happy and you won't have to deduct your salary at the end of the month. If you want to mess around, maybe you will be beaten up!"

Dake smiled extremely tired: "That is to say, I spent the whole night last night, and in the end you eat meat and drink soup, I don't even have the root baba?"
Chapter completed!