Chapter 346 Ineffective Threat

"Three to one, Errol, is it necessary to continue the fifth game?"

Mo Lan said lightly, under the claws of the bone wolf, the Great Elder whose arms had been severed was carried back by them, and then took the broken arm in two and cast a spell to take it back.

Errol's face was gray and depressed.

"It's no comparison, you are indeed a genius, and I am far inferior, but you are still complacent because of the sixth level.

Hope to have the opportunity to communicate with you in the future. "

A smile appeared on Mo Lan's face when he heard this.

"The Mage Association is located on a lake in the mountains to the north of Hongfeng City. You are welcome to come here at any time. We communicate with each other and learn from each other."

Seeing that Mo Lan didn't put on a proud stance of a winner, but put him on the same level instead, Errol was quite surprised and touched slightly.

At this moment, he suddenly discovered that he, Mo Lan, and the Magic Association did not actually have any deadly conflicts. When they went to the Magic Association, they were bullying others. It was all due to their own greed and jealousy, which is ridiculous.

Thinking about this, Errol felt a little more relieved in his eyes, and slightly cupped his hands.

"Then please President Mo don't think I'm annoying, and I'll go to the Mage Association to live for a while.

And the stored spell models of the sixth level and below will be brought to President Mo at that time, and we can also communicate with each other when the sixth level is above. "

Mo Lan was a little surprised by Errol's sudden change of attitude, but he didn't take it seriously. It was just because he was stronger than him, and it was the greatest respect for the strong to put on an equal attitude.

As for Errol's change of attitude, Mo Lan is also happy to see the results. Many friends, many comrades, why not do it, anyway, there is no deadly enmity between each other, and players can't die. Good.

"Welcome."

Molan's victory and the victory of the Mage Association caused cheers among the players, and the mages of the Royal Capital Association didn't have much opinion on Errol's words, but they chatted happily, but the face of the other person next to him became more and more serious. It's getting darker.

"Erol, the reserves of the Mage Association are not only the reserves of the Association, but also the reserves of the Morse Family, the reserves of the Morse Kingdom.

You give them to others, do I agree? "

Errol's face froze, his smile gradually disappeared, and he even became gloomy.

The Marquis of Morse ignored him, and turned to look at Mo Lan.

"Mo Lan, what do you think? Move the Mage Association here, not to mention the spell models below the sixth level, these are all yours.

You will also become my most trusted retainer, enjoying the glory of the nobility and the glory of the Morse family. "

The whole scene became dead silent in an instant, and everyone looked at Mo Lan suddenly, but after a short period of sluggishness, the players in the audience and the players in the live broadcast room burst out laughing.

It's not that he was hoping for Mo Lan's bad luck, and he didn't have any malicious intentions. The main thing was that he was gloating, it was funny, and watching the excitement was not a big deal.

Anyway, it's just a game, so I naturally like to watch the excitement, especially the excitement of big shots.

As a result, there was a carnival on the forum, and the enthusiasm related to Mo Lan soared.

But now, Mo Lan looked at Marquis Morse and smiled.

"Lord Marquis Morse, why bother, I'm just a little projector."

"Are you rejecting me?"

Marquis Morse's face was uncertain, and he said slowly.

"You can think so."

"what about now."

The Marquis of Morse stared at Mo Lan, and at this moment, there was an extra person in the hands of a soldier next to him, a child, and a player.

Lu Zhouhao!

Seeing this, Mo Lan still had a smile on his face, and looked at Marquis Morse indifferently.

"You should have a close relationship with him, right? Doting on him so much, bringing him to the world and training him, is he worth your consideration?

I advise you not to think about saving him. The one who caught him was a six-ring warrior. His destructive power and combat power may not be as good as your mages, but his moving speed, hiding ability and melee ability are not comparable to yours. In his hands, You cannot save him. "

The Marquis of Morse said with a smile, but there was no smile in his smile, which made people feel chills.

"You want to use him to threaten me? It's useless, don't be naive, he is also a projector, and he is also an immortal existence."

"What about the projector, the projector is indeed an immortal existence.

But as long as I don't kill him, it's fine. After all, the projection is linked to the main body. You adults may not care, but what about this child?

I don't kill him, I put him in a water prison, I keep him from seeing the sun, I cut off a piece of his flesh every day, and I bite him with snake ants every day.

I tried all the cruel punishments on him, maybe he really won't die, but can this kind of mental damage be transmitted to the body, causing him to have a mental breakdown?

You know, sometimes death is not the scariest thing, but life is worse than death. "

Mo Lan looked at Marquis Morse quietly, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and he looked at him expressionlessly.

"Morse, why do you think I dared to bring him out? Don't I know that this is a narrow escape?

Could it be that I didn't know he was a weakness? Have you considered these? Ever wondered? "

Mo Lan let out an inexplicable sigh, opened the system page, found the youth anti-addiction mode, and clicked to force offline.

"You know nothing about the projector, let's go to war."

Mo Lan turned around and boarded the chariot, and Marquis Morse's eyes flashed with anger, but at this moment he suddenly realized that Lu Zhouhao's situation was wrong, and his expression changed suddenly.

"My lord, this projector seems to be asleep. There is no injury on his body, and he is full of vitality, but he can't wake him up anyway."

"Put it in a dungeon, let people stare at it, and give me the cruelest punishment when I wake up.

But now, give it all to me, summon the knights, I want chariots, I want them to die! "

"yes!"

As soon as the words fell, the fighters rushed up one by one in an instant. There were nearly ten people, all of them were sixth-level fighters!

Frightening strength, this is only a part of Marquis Morse's guard, and the rest is still protecting him by Marquis Morse's side, his background can be seen.

But when they all rushed in front of the chariot, they found that they couldn't do anything, the door couldn't be opened, and it was completely locked. They had no choice but to aim at the door, raised their long knives, gathered their fighting spirit, and slammed down .

With a flash of knife light, a scratch half a centimeter deep was left on the chariot door. The golden light shone slightly in the scratch. It was the gold-patterned black steel that really cast the chariot body!

All elemental metals? ! !

Seeing this, Marquis Morse shrank his pupils suddenly, looked at the huge chariot, horrified, and the greed in his heart could hardly be suppressed.

However, at this moment, the two pillars in the middle of the chariot slowly fell, firmly fixing the chariot to the ground.

After the fixation was completed, many soldiers who were scraping the chariot suddenly found that the windows of the chariot were quietly opened.

A hand quietly reached out from inside, threw a golden fireball the size of a basketball out, retracted the hand, and closed the window in one go.

Only the golden fireball is left slowly falling