A large group of people came to the front door of the Warlock Master, standing on the stone mountain with four broken walls.

It should be noted that Guang has really killed this little overlord server newly invented by the warlock. It enjoys the same level of treatment as the one, two, three and four walls, and the materials are all sea blue stone.

Aquamarine is really high-end and high-end, with high magic resistance. The skills of small and small are no different from scratching in front of this stone. It's like the best way to break through the Mingguang City Wall is always your head.

If you have enough iron or a large enough siege ram, you can basically give up treatment just by relying on the skill swing.

But in fact, if the villains like Northwest Wolf City really want to increase their presence, no matter how muscular they are, if they still have a little bit of brain left, they will not choose to cause trouble to the warlock.

Even if Mingguang attaches great importance to the Little Overlord Server, a technology that can hone the skill proficiency of evolvers, how heartbroken, angry and crazy Mingguang will be after it is destroyed, it is nothing compared to the Warlock Master.

A prestigious name throughout the human world...

RBQRBQ, it will kill people.

Mingguang's biggest black gamble is always described in a very simple sentence - touch the warlock, and he takes it all.

Yes, there is no such thing as betting!

As long as you touch the warlock, you can go to the black casino and get money directly in three days.

The gambling capital is as high as more than 6 million circulation points. It is said that even the bookmaker himself has bet, which shows how boring these people are...

With such a good-looking warlock, how much hatred do you have to have against Ming Guang to cause trouble for him with such a weird attitude?

Mr. Lu Xun once said: If a person dies, a bird will look up to the sky, but he will not die for thousands of years.

However, dying and dying for three days at a time are completely different concepts!

Let’s not mention anything else, just the 10,000+ wallet that was lost by the Warlock. So far, the wallet has been picked up and returned to the Warlock alive and continues to live well, but only Marshal Lin is more proud than anyone else!

Whoever said that seemed to care about the eighty cents in a poor man's wallet. Is this a matter of not picking up the wallet and not returning it?

Therefore, Mingguang's installation of a 36-meter-thick sea bluestone chassis for Mr. Warlock's Xiaobawang server is purely for the sake of showing off, and he insists on it~

However, after expressing their feelings, they did it blatantly and without any scruple when they took the quota to the Internet and used it as a favor.

The key point is that you can do this, why don't you share the profit with the benefit fee and implement it?

Who knows how much benefit you got in exchange for this quota? The cooperation has nothing to do with your warlock uncle, right? You can lead scientists to use love to generate electricity and pace yourself, like the warlock uncle, who has a forehead [extremely effective]

?Halo of Disaster] The scientist who dual-wields the six-tube source crystal Gatling Bodhisattva is not easy to use. Who do you think is the fool?

"Buzz~"

Invisible fluctuations swept out, and people in the room who had accessed the Xiaobawang server with tools like earphones were forcibly logged off.

The limbs were twitching, the limbs were twitching, and the mouth was foaming. The scene was a spectacular one.

The civilian staff from the Scientific Research Institute, the Development Committee, and the garrison were still busy sorting out the improvement data and making a report. Suddenly, they were so frightened that their calves were spinning - what, what happened, the server exploded?

Immediately, several high-level evolvers from the garrison jumped out of nowhere,

"what happened?"

"Why is the server shut down?!"

"What are you talking about!"

It's not like they have the time to calm down the warlock. They are all holding cigarettes in their mouths and fighting in an attitude that is no different from a date in an Internet cafe.

"Server maintenance!" The warlock threw a fireball-like thing on the face of the man holding the cigarette, "Who the hell gave you the courage to smoke on my property, and you can't see such a big no-smoking sign?

"

There was just a loud bang, and the burst of fire blew the fifth-level advanced evolver to the roof and then fell down. His skin was torn and his whole body was black. He was completely helpless.

However, when he stood up with fierce eyes and was about to say a few words, he was shocked to find that he could no longer speak.

The comrades in the same camp next to him looked at him as if they were seeing Kentero alive.

"I, said..."

"Uh huh?"

"Brother, brother, you are speechless!"

"Uh-huh?!"

The evolved person randomly found something that could reflect a shadow and took a photo of it. He was surprised to find that the area where the mouth should have been was smooth, fleshy, and even a little bit baby fat. It was as if such a thing as a mouth had never appeared on his face.

of.

Where is my fucking mouth?

Who stole it from me?

The blood on the head is black and purple.

The dignified first- and fifth-level evolver was so stunned that he fainted.

Should I say it or not, this character is really strong...Pfft...

A group of evolvers headed by Huang Dashan laughed ferociously and drove the people in the room away like ducks.

"The server is under maintenance. Please hurry up and remove it. No idlers are allowed in!"

Others should be polite at least, but Huang Dashan doesn't care which of you is a wild father, Mingguang, or so-and-so, but if he gets up slowly from the chair, Dou Tou will slap him, pull his neck and collar, and throw him directly out the door.

This poor group may be the most promising group of evolvers discovered by the Generating Committee and the garrison. They had just disconnected from the Little Overlord server and had strong strength. However, their physical strength bar had been emptied. About 500 people were stunned.

He was cleared out without saying a word.

The warlock uncle was guarding the door, specifically responsible for observing which turtle grandson looked the worst, and he directly collected the network card and took it for himself.

Although this method is a bit general and one-sided, based on the principle of preferring to kill the wrong person before letting go, the Warlock did not hesitate at all - this is related to the smooth implementation of his VVVVVVVIP plan and the capital to negotiate terms with Mingguang officials and major forces and families.

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Look, I turned a blind eye when you blatantly tried to trick people into my place, but these guys couldn't live up to their expectations and couldn't handle the side effects of being in the network. So I, the warlock, am dedicated to being kind and helpful.

Happy to have saved their lives...

What?

What network card?

Of course, they will be admitted on a merit-based basis and will be distributed to more qualified and suitable candidates later!

After dealing with some idle people, regardless of the stunned eyes and ears of the defenders, the Warlock Master waved his hand,

"close the door!!"

The door is closed, and this product very cheaply coats the door with a layer of coquettish purple light spots.

Well...

In fact, the genuine [Extremely Effective? Disaster Halo] is centered around the Warlock and is paving the way to the outside. It cannot be attached to dead objects at all, and this halo is also very scary for the Warlock Master.

However, only the warlock himself knows about this, and no one else knows about it.

The people outside almost peed their pants on the spot when they saw the color. Who the hell dared to touch this and break the door? They went back to each house to find their respective mothers, shaking people in various postures.

It's better to leave it to the bosses above to figure out a solution. Who knows who made the warlock uncle angry? This is just to show his face to the top management of Mingguang...

"It's very bad. The warlock has shut down the server and all our people have been kicked out!"

The same or similar sentence directly confused the senior executives who were looking at the reports and data with their hands full.

"What, say it again?"

We haven’t even finished reading the data collection report on the server’s ability to improve evolvers...

Are you telling me that the server is down?
Chapter completed!