I’m Really Not Targeting the Mages-Chapter 790 - 364! heroic assassin 2.0

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Chapter 790: Chapter 364! heroic assassin 2.0

Translator: 549690339

[warning: the upgrade of the heavenly axiom is different from an ordinary upgrade.]

In the meantime.

Your main body may become weaker due to your focus on upgrading and transformation.

Please ensure the safety of the surrounding environment! ]

A shocking red warning appeared three times.

Roger’s heart gradually turned cold.

“It’s not time yet ”

At that moment.

He reluctantly retracted his gaze from the data bar.

He focused on sensing the strange movements above the fallen plane.

After a few seconds.

Roger’s expression didn’t change.

But his eyes changed several times!

Under the effect of [ heavenly vision and earthly hearing ].

He could clearly see that the White Wolf and the Duke outside the city had stopped.

Of course, the reason for the ceasefire wasn’t because they had suddenly discovered that there was a win-win situation other than a battle to the death.

It was because

Lord Voldemort has returned!

It was time.

Outside the evil shadow city.

Under the vast, desolate land of darkness.

An almost undetectable Qi activity was swimming quickly like a shark.

If Roger didn’t see and hear.

I’m afraid I can’t even catch this guy’s sneaky movements!

could it be that I killed villan’s historical body, causing his spell to fail, and that’s why he returned? ”

“No!”

he returned a long time ago. Or perhaps, he was never exiled!

Roger’s heart skipped a beat.

The next moment.

He felt something and looked in another direction!

Rustling sounds could be heard.

On the ruins of the ” Playboy Palace “, which had been crushed by the arcane giant with one foot.

Suddenly, a light green whirlwind appeared.

The whirlwind blew over the ruins of the palace.

It was like a spring breeze sweeping through the grass and branches.

A faint green color appeared.

That kind of power.

It was called resuscitation!

The first to resurrect.

They were the White dew demonic spirits who had been dead for a long time! 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝓮𝓌𝑒𝒷𝘯ℴ𝑣𝓮𝓁.𝒸ℴ𝘮

When everyone’s attention returned from the melodious singing of the White dew fairies

The palace had been restored to its original appearance!

In the center of the palace.

Fairy master was sitting elegantly on a flower bud cushion.

A pair of white legs were dangling outside.

Where was the slightest sign of pain or embarrassment?

[ inspect: you have discovered that ‘Voldemort Overlord’ and ‘fairy tamer’ have both used unknown trump cards to recover their original States ?]

“Bitch!”

The White Wolf cursed.

“Sinister!”

The Duke roared.

He looked at his two ‘teammates’ who seemed to have been reborn.

The two of them looked at each other.

Their faces were filled with bitterness

He had thought.

The two of them were the stronger ones among the four.

At the very least, they could be considered lucky.

In the end, he realized.

These two old sneaky B * stards had no intention of truly contributing!

“You can’t just say that. If you were stepped on by that big guy, you might not be able to resurrect.”

Fairy master smiled faintly.

The next second.

Her smile couldn’t hide the murderous intent that burst out.

“Return my sword!”

The White Wolf grabbed the demon-crushing sword tightly.

He snorted arrogantly, ”

“You still want to take back your sword after toying with me?”

“Unless you agree to form an alliance with me and never play with me again.”

“And you have to swear an oath to the dimension core!”

Fairy master smiled faintly.

“Do you think you have the capital to negotiate with me?”

The White Wolf did not speak.

The vampire Duke was the one who spoke.

“Why not? Could it be because ?Do you think you’re the only ones with a trump card?”

The moment he said that.

It didn’t matter if it was the high and mighty fairy master.

Even Voldemort, who had quietly appeared, had a solemn expression.

Roger could clearly sense it.

The aura of the four sides changed.

From the White Wolf and the Duke’s weak position, to the demon Lord and Voldemort’s aggressive situation.

They suddenly became evenly matched!

Even

The White Wolf and the blood clan Duke’s seemingly weak posture was full of deception at this moment!

The demon Lord and Voldemort were on high alert!

The vampire Duke’s words woke them up.

This was Mystra.

An Ascendant without any trump cards?

It didn’t exist!

The White Wolf and the Duke looked like they were about to die.

How much of it was an illusion?

And how many cards were waiting for them?

Everything was unknown.

And the unknown.

That was the most terrifying.

On the contrary.

The demon Lord and Voldemort had both revealed their trump cards.

If he really wanted to take it seriously.

They were the weaker side!

it’s not good to be so hostile. We have a common interest, but there are other people here

The Lord of Voldemort’s sinister voice sounded.

He seemed to want to smooth things over.

In fact, he was pointing the finger at Roger, who had buried the evil shadow city!

The voice fell.

The White Wolf, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said in a clear voice, ”

“Sir Roger!”

“If you want to kill this Voldemort, I, the White Wolf, have no objections!”

The demon Lord and the Duke immediately agreed, ”

“Me too!”

Voldemort’s smile immediately froze on his face.

The next second.

His body caved in continuously.

It was a series of extremely fierce punches!

Voldemort sneered.

He was about to escape.

However, at the same time.

Under the earth.

The light yellow ripples spread out in all directions!

The land that was like Voldemort’s back garden seemed to be covered with a layer of turtle shell!

His escape route had been sealed!

[ prompt: your disciple, Jean, has used ‘self-created martial art-bear fist’ on the Lord of Voldemort. ]

[your disciple Ji Qiu has used the black Tortoise Dharma against Lord Voldemort:Pneumatic barrier

When he saw this.

Roger’s heart moved.

Under the influence of his perception.

He immediately understood the whole story