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A sharp roar of rage came from the depths of the Undead Castle: "Abaton, you shameless thief, return my life box."

"Haha, Bocard, if you want to get back your life box, come to Purgatory with Carlobod's treasure and find me to change it!" Another sharp voice replied.

A short figure jumped out from the main entrance of the Undead Castle.

In no particular order, another thin figure flew down from the city and quickly chased towards the short figure in front of him.

Lei Dong saw clearly that in front of him was an assassination demon (Note 1) thief, holding a dark long box-like object in his hand. Following him was a dry face, two shimmering light flashed in his hollow and deep eyes, wearing a tattered and yellow magic robe, wrapped in a faint blue light. It was more appropriate to say that it was floating rather than running.

"Lord Lich!" Skull Chris screamed loudly, and the soul fire flashed violently!

"Damn you, Immortal Banban." Lei cursed angrily, and took up Chris, who was knocked by him, and even the giant axe of Excellence had forgotten to put it into the storage space. He dragged his head and ran away because the damn assassination demon thief was escaping from him.

Even though it was hundreds of meters away, the power of the two people was overwhelming, making Lei Dong unable to breathe. These two were definitely the sixth-level gold-level warrior mages. Lei Dong was not of the same level as them at all, and they were not enough for them to twist their fingers.

The little dick fairy Elite crawled back to the space of the gods in Lei Dong's body without saying a word.

While Lei Dong discovered them, he had also fallen into the other party's sight.

The assassination of the demon thief's eyes suddenly lit up and he shouted: "Slave, it's time to fulfill your mission. Stop him and I will reward you heavily!"

Reward your sister!

Didn’t you see that I am just a little warrior who is less than the fifth level? You asked me to stop an old lich of unknown levels. What should I use to intercept? I will also reward you. Even if it is a reward, will I still have my life to get it?

Lei Dong cursed the assassination demon thief in his heart, and he didn't look back. He ran even more anxiously, wishing he had less legs. The swing of his two thick legs reached a limit. In his lifetime, I'm afraid this was the fastest he ran.

Seeing this, the lungs of the assassination demon thief almost burst into anger. A small mixed-race slave dared to violate his orders and roared angrily: "Bold slave, don't you want to live anymore? How dare you go against my will?"

"What's wrong with your will? Who do you think you are? I can't do it? Even if I am the King of Heaven, I don't have time to pay attention to it now." Lei Dong's heart even more and he still had no intention of stopping escaping.

"I order you in the name of Abaddon, the king of the disease, to help me stop the enemy."

The response to him was the figure who ran faster.

"Damn the reptile, my plague king, Abaton, swore that he would surely destroy you to the bottom of the bottomless abyss and suffer forever from corruption."

No matter how the assassination demon thief roared, Lei Dong made up his mind to ignore his orders.

But the key problem is that Lei Dong is now a warrior who is not good at speed. His big and thick legs can't escape at all, and his legs seem to be loaded with pulleys. Soon, the assassination demon thief chased him closer. The demon is famously scrupulous. Lei Dong's disobedience to command made the assassination demon thief hold a grudge. Now he also made up his mind to punish this bold mixed-race slave before escaping.

The assassination demon thief was so fierce that he was close at hand. Lei Dong smiled and his whole body became furious and his head was blank. He had never encountered this situation in his life! He felt a sense of grief. Today must be his unlucky day. He went out and did not check the almanac. He was possessed by a bad god. He drank a sip of cold water and was stuffed into the gap between his teeth. People were either wearing a wealthy courtyard and becoming a playboy or being born in the palace to become a prince and grandson. He wanted to travel directly to the bloody battlefield, not to mention it, but he was still the kind of masters who emerged, and he didn't even have any buffering time. Doesn't the bad god have a grudge against him? He stared at him without any matter.

The assassination demon thief sneered: "Hunting slave, I said you will pay the price for your cowardice, now it is..."

The extremely humble mixed-race slave in the eyes of the assassination demon thief suddenly stopped, turned around 180 degrees, and the terrifying giant axe dragged on the ground with Liefeng's head and slashed at him, shouting: "Go to die!"

The assassination of the Demon Thieves never dreamed that a mixed-race slave less than the fifth level would dare to attack him in a daze. Didn’t he realize that he was a dignified sixth level golden thief? Lei Dong took action too resolutely, and there was no sign at all before. The assassination of the Demon Thieves himself was running away, and the speed had reached the maximum. The distance between the two was close enough. Under the huge inertia, he didn’t even have time to dodge, so he ate right away.

The axe was very strong and directly chopped on the dark long box held by the assassination demon thief in his chest. The moment he hit the target, a black and red light ball suddenly flashed out from the giant axe, and directly penetrated into the body of the assassination demon thief. The charging magic skill on the great axe of excellence had been activated by Lei Dong.

"Graz's Wrath!" the assassination demon thief screamed wildly. He knew the goods and recognized the origin of this big axe at a glance. No wonder he looked so familiar before, it turned out to be this axe.

The expression on the face of the assassinated demon thief froze in the next moment.

In contrast to Lei Dong's resentment, today is not only not his unlucky day, but his super lucky day. The first time he used the charging magic skill on the excellent axe, he successfully used the probability magic on it - the lethal magic effect.

The God of Luck and the God of Unlucky are twin brothers, inseparable. When Lei Dong’s luck comes, it naturally means that his opponent is going to be in trouble. There is only one result in being hit by the successful death magic - death, without exception.

Therefore, the assassination demon thief died, and with disbelief on his face, he never dreamed that one day he would fall into the hands of a warrior who was less than level 4.

"Roar!" A blood mist suddenly emerged from the assassination demon thief's body, and a huge phantom formed behind him. The phantom was a thousand feet tall, with golden crown on his head, thick red hair and a woman's face, lion's teeth, eagle's nose, bear-like feet, scorpion's tail, green scales all over his body, with sickle-like wings, and smoke and fire from his mouth beside his nose. The weirder it was, the weirder it was, and the ugly it was, the ugly it was, staring at the thunder angrily, and roared like a bell: "My king of epidemics, Yabaton, swore here, no matter you escape to the ends of the earth, I will crush your bones and ashes."

The roaring fell behind, and the huge phantom dissipated with the wind. A red light shot out from the big eyes before the phantom dissipated, sweeping on Lei Dong's left shoulder like a laser.

Lei Dong covered his shoulders and screamed, feeling his body and soul burned through at the same time.

This burning pain came quickly, but also quickly. Just a moment, it made Lei Dong unable to help but suspect that everything was his own hallucination just now.

When I took away the hand that was covering my shoulders, I realized that the phantom just now was not his hallucination, because there was a dark red smoke-like mark deeper than his skin in his palm, like an ugly stain that could not be erased no matter how hard it was, and it penetrated directly under his skin, as if it was a birthmark that had already grown on him.

"Devil's Seal!" Lei Dong's face turned pale. This is not a good thing, but a method used by demons to track people. As long as he is hit by this mark, even if he is separated by several planes, the caster can sense the general position of the recipient through the mark. This is a spell that only extremely high-end demons can cast. It seems that he has accidentally annoyed a powerful high-level demon.

The previous assassination of the Demon Thieves was just one of his possessed clones. His death spell could only kill the soul of the unlucky assassination of the Demon Thieves, but he could not cause damage to the consciousness clones of the high-level demons possessed. Of course, once the original owner's soul died, his consciousness clones could not continue. After all, the consciousness clones are not energy clones and cannot exist alone.
Chapter completed!