Say Good Daily, Draw A Sword And Become A Savior?

Chapter 780

After all, the Millennium Wisdom Wheel fell into Bakula’s hands.

As for the thousand-year tin rod, it was because Seth swears to hold it tightly, looking at the appearance, wanting to snatch the thousand-year tin rod from his hand, unless it is to cut off his arm directly.

The worst is Aknadine.

At this time, the old man, who was already very old, had a dark and bloody eye socket.

“Hey, what’s the matter? Is there still time to distress your subordinates now?”

“Worry more about yourself~ Now this uncle has two thousand-year artifacts in hand, and…”

While talking, Bakura once again summoned Diabond, and the aura of Diabond at this time was several times stronger than before!

The tail is like a red dragon, and the body is covered with lime-gray armor…

“This is the Osiris that 14 absorbed you, and the Diabond that your subordinate gang of monsters gave birth to!”

“The current Diabond, even if he fights against the gods, won’t be let down by the wind!”

“My lord king, although you were lucky enough to not die, our thieves have already won this three-thousand-year game.”

Su Xi looked at the group of subordinates behind him. At this moment, all three of them were in a state of coma…

“So, are you enlightened?” Su Xi turned to Bakura with a smile.

“what?”

Bakura hasn’t reacted yet.

In the next moment, I saw a huge knife mark on Diabund’s huge body.

“Roar!”

Diabond screamed.

It was smashed and flew directly to the opposite wall.

Bakura didn’t even react, Su Xi had already arrived in front of him.

“You, you are not that guy…”

“Puff!”

There is no opportunity to speak.

Su Xi directly smashed him into the air with a punch.

“Okay, let this farce end.”

As Su Xi spoke, the soldier’s long knife in his hand glowed with dazzling light.

The Savior’s Blade is directly embodied in Su Xi’s hands.

“pill!”

At this time, Bakula suddenly showed his own death in his heart.

Wow!

The blade pierced through the space and hit Bakura and Diabunde heavily.

The two immediately dissipated into a cloud of smoke, as if they had never appeared in this time and space.

Seeing this scene, Su Xi was silent for a moment before frowning.

The knife just now didn’t feel like a hit.

“This guy is really good at tricks…”

Randomly complained.

“Gurulu…”

At this moment, Su Xi noticed that, at the edge of his feet, he didn’t know when, and a golden sphere rolled over.

Su Xi glanced intently.

Millennium Eye?

Could it be that Bakura accidentally fell when he was shot down?

Did not care too much.

I thought it would be enough to give it back to Aknadine, I don’t know if this eyeball can be plugged back, or can it be used after plugging it back?

After thinking about it, Su Xi set his eyes on Mahad again.

This guy is still too reckless.

Actually, a soul sacrifice was actually carried out.

Regarding the methods of the soul, even Su Xi cannot completely control it at the moment.

Therefore, what can be done is to give him some spirit power.

Allow him to live in the world as an elf.

Well, the concept is a bit like a hero.

In any case, the battle finally ended smoothly.

Su Xi dragged the three to outside the cemetery and saw the three priests look so embarrassed.

Kalim and Shada looked horrified.

“Master Master!”

Mana looked at Mahad in surprise, not understanding why her master became what she is now.

Because of the magic power that Su Xi gave to Mahad, Mahad’s current soul power has greatly increased, even ordinary people can see its appearance.

“Don’t worry, the three of them, except for Mahad, are not in serious health problems.”

“As for Mahad…I can’t say that there is a serious problem. The three people, I believe that he should be the first to wake up later.”

As soon as Su Xi’s words were over, Mahad had already touched the back of his head and stood up groggy.

“here it is……”

At the first moment, I looked at Su Xi.

“Pharaoh! I didn’t expect that I would still have a chance to meet your hero…”

Su Xi didn’t answer his meaning, but walked over silently and gave him a light or heavy punch.

Mahad looked at Su Xi in astonishment, and didn’t realize why Su Xi hit him.

The other priests were also a little at a loss, not knowing whether they should help the Pharaoh or because they were pleading for their colleagues.

“Mahad…Did you consider the consequences when you were taboo?”

Mahad was taken aback.

“Or, have you considered how it feels to be a pharaoh?”

Su Xi’s face was expressionless.

The pharaoh here refers to the eighteenth generation of pharaohs who have passed away.

This action, if according to Mahad’s original practice, would be an act of giving heads, although in his view it was a battle for the royal family and for his beloved Pharaoh.

But in fact, in the eyes of the pharaoh, this was nothing more than a fearless sacrifice. Not only did it fail to help him, but it also left him without a loyal and honest companion.

Mahad definitely has a share in the three thousand years of trauma of the eighteenth generation of pharaohs. .