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The damn popsicle guy is at it again.

Several dark mages of the undead family handed the box to the Frost Lich and said:

"My lord, the artifact has been removed from the magic cannon."

The Frost Lich nodded and said: "Let's go, it seems that the sky will not help my undead, but we have a lot of opportunities, as long as the artifact is there, one day I will build another Frost City on the fertile land of the human race."

Several dark mages quickly nodded and flattered them: "Your Excellency is wise, the future will be bright, as long as we keep the artifact, the initiative will always be in our hands."

The Frost Lich said: "Let's go."

Just as the Frost Lich was about to leave with the Corroded Soul, suddenly, a golden light behind him stabbed towards the Frost Lich like a golden arrow.

The Frost Lich sensed the aura of the comer, and immediately chanted a spell, covering the whole body under the frost shield.

bah...

A strong golden light cut down neatly, and under such a fierce attack, a slight crack appeared in the frost shield again.

Christopher?

The Frost Lich looked in disbelief at the man in front of him who looked like Apollo, the god of the sun. His flowing long hair danced like a wild snake under his powerful vindictiveness, and his explosive muscles showed his mighty strength. Plus the world's unparalleled swordsmanship - the honor of the Paladin!

All of this forced the Frost Lich to wake up from his dream. Christopher, who he thought would die without a doubt, actually appeared in front of him alive. Not only did he not die, but his physical condition was hardly affected by his ice blade Any effects of poison!

The Frost Lich said in surprise: "It's incredible that you are still alive."

Christopher smiled and said, "I've let you down, I'm afraid it's you who will die today."

The Frost Lich said: "You can't even die after being poisoned by my ice blade, Christopher, your life is indeed hard enough!"

Christopher said: "To each other, you are much better than I imagined. You were seriously injured by my paladin's honor, and you recovered so well after only a few days. Your life Hard enough."

The Frost Lich said: "Hmph, last time you relied on a beast and beat me by surprise. Now that beast is not by your side, I see how you can do nothing to me. Even if the beast came, I can deal with you too."

The Frost Lich chanted a spell while talking, and the star shifted in an instant, and the Frost Star attacked Christopher like a blizzard. While attacking, he whispered to the dark mage beside him:

"I'll hold him back, you guys quickly put the artifact in a safe place."

The dark mages were already scared when they saw Christopher, but now they heard the Frost Lich say this, they quickly raised their robes and flew away.

Qian Fengqian saw these dark mages of the undead clan trying to sneak away with the soul of death, so she hurriedly called out to the little gangsters around her:

"Xiao Hei, go and cut those old guys down for me!"

Xiao Heixin understood, "Huh...", the black-bone dragon transformed!

The huge little black flapped its wings excitedly, and flew towards the dark mages of the undead tribe.

The dark mages of the undead tribe only rely on mana to fly, and their level has not yet reached the level of a magister, while Xiao Hei is an ancient beast. Although the level is not high, its strength is already equivalent to the highest level of the human race. Paladin level.

Than flying speed?The dark mage of the undead family is naturally no match.