Soul of Negary - 615. Mime private 605

Lake was a little anxious.

Since Negri’s presence in the reformation began, his original aura of smooth wind has disappeared.

Everything went wrong, and he knew in his heart what was going on.

He was afraid and doubting himself.

Before that, Rick was not afraid of any difficulties, because he firmly believed that no matter how great the difficulties were, as long as he did it, there would be nothing that could stump him.

This is the self-confidence that has been successfully accumulated over and over again, and it is also the aura of his gathering.

But all of this was destroyed by the strong arrival of Negri.

To be precise, Negri became an indelible shadow in his heart.

Lake knew very well that the reason for this was because he was comparing with Negri.

The first time He knew about Negri, it was after joining the Kririe god system.

God King Mibal told him the mystery of the root, and he quickly began to build a path, striving to take a higher position.

As for the source of Negri, he doesn’t despise him, but he doesn’t think too seriously that he will lose.

The arrogance unique to people in the higher world.

Negri is just a barbarian in the barren world outside.

There are no heroes outside the territory, so Negri can make his way. This is what Rick thought at the time.

Even though it was difficult to break through the source to achieve the ancient gods, it didn’t strike Lek. After all, this kind of thing had a precedent in the Shenyuan world.

If others can do it, my Lake will definitely do it, and if others can’t, my Lake will definitely do it.

This near-blind self-confidence is not necessarily wrong. It is this self-confidence that makes him stand out from the ranks of ordinary people in this world.

However, self-confidence requires matching talents and will. When the other two cannot keep up, this self-confidence often has a negative impact.

Rick far underestimated Negril and overestimated his own will. Before that, he had always regarded Negril as an imaginary enemy.

When Negri appeared, although he was no longer a mortal enemy, he still couldn’t help but compare.

This comparison gradually created a shadow. It is a clear fact that he is inferior to Negri.

Unacceptable, unbearable.

Lake knew that he couldn’t go and draw the enterprising truth, and was almost challenged by Negri, who was positioned as an upstream player, but he was not reconciled.

“I won’t lose, Negri!” Rick nearly groaned out, and after his divine power surged, he gradually recovered his calm.

“Send people to go to the gloomy area and try their best to snatch the fate slab at any cost.” Rick waved his saint and asked him to bring the people to the lower realm, gather the believers, and snatch the fate slab.

It has not yet reached the worst, as long as he gets the fate slab, he will have a certain way of cohesion.

In that case, the Kerry god system must protect him. This is the foundation of the god system. At that time, when he succeeds in the road, he will completely take the initiative.

“It’s just that I can really do it?” A ray of thought flowed through uncontrollably, and then was completely extinguished.

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With a bow and arrow on his back, Negri followed the people in the large library and walked in the dark area. After he became a magic shooter, the hunter’s spells became more numerous. He added a bright light vision and prey lock, and his hands kept moving. Of rubbings.

Strictly speaking, he was a clone formed by the spider Negri’s message, mainly because the original owner could not bear the evil power after the fall of the gods.

When Negril arrived, he readily accepted that the original master’s consciousness has now been reborn into another world with consciousness, but according to Negri’s prediction, it is still a waste.

“There is movement!” The soldier walking in front suddenly raised his hand to indicate that everyone else was ready for battle.

Now the dark region is full of many forces, the god of power, the large library, the other people of the Wanxiang organization, the noble god Rek, Negri, and the local forces in the dark region.

The purpose of each organization is the fate slab, or the purpose now is Muro with the fate slab.

This guy stays in the dark area all year round, and he is very familiar with the intricate tunnels here. At first, he even headed up to buy some news from some news merchants in the dark area. Only after he appeared, he was found by the people of the noble god without any hesitation. Then it shot.

I don’t know where the news came from. The news that Muro and the Slate of Destiny are connected is well known. The people who commissioned him to make pants can’t wait to toast and sing to celebrate the damn dwarf’s scourge is finally dying this time.

On the bright side, there are more than seven or eight gods looking for him.

Because there was a precedent in the Shenyuan world that used fate slab fragments to become ancient gods, so anyone who has such a little thought about the ancient gods wants to secretly collect such a fate slab fragment.

After the large library of people reached the gloomy area with the help of the large library’s transmission channel, they could only walk to find Muro.

After the guy learned that he had become the most wanted object in the entire dark region, he had been running away, and gradually deepened into the depths of the dark region.

It’s not safe here anymore. There is too much trash in the depths of the gloomy area, and all kinds of useful and useless things are thrown into it, causing a lot of deformities to be bred inside.

Even the gods that were difficult for the gods to deal with at the beginning were driven into the dark region by them, coupled with the instinctive hatred of the underground races against the ground races, and the thieves and bandits with the characteristics of the dark regions.

Therefore, you must be careful when walking in the dark areas.

“Meet the Lord!” A clear voice came from a distance.

Afterwards, the people who were ready directly charged up, and another gloomy voice sounded in Negri’s mind: “Prepare for a strong mark, absolutely can’t let him run!”

Negri grabbed his bow and arrow. There was no arrow behind him. He pulled the bowstring and began to extract magic power from the magic net to form a spell.

The core skill of the magic shooter is exactly the mark of the hunter at the beginning, marking the opponent through the mark and guiding the magic arrow shot.

A powerful magic shooter is an extremely accurate turret, and some incompetent magic shooters do not pay attention to markings, causing their magic arrows to miss people, and they can’t concentrate on casting spells, and spells can’t work.

Therefore, most of the impressions of magic shooters are nondescript, neither a mage nor a shooter.

When the short and stout figure jumped out, the bowstring in Negri’s hand was loosened, and a little light flew out and fell accurately on Muro.

Then people saw the magic shooter with full firepower.

Countless rays of light are like a storm, turning into arrows to fly. No matter how Muro’s short body dodges, he can’t avoid the arrow’s tracking at all. The powerful magic shield supported by props only persists for three. Within seconds, he was violently killed by the magic arrow.

The armor he built by himself quickly became tattered.

Muro had no choice but to use props, activated the purification technique, and wanted to purify the marks on his body.

But the mark is like a part of his body, it cannot be removed at all.

Then Muro watched desperately as a magic arrow flew towards him, then passed through his cheek and hit the person behind him.