"this?"

"No, kill it."

"Where is this?"

“It’s still not…”

"It should be there, right? He is a warrior who can make me feel a little tricky."

"You can feel tricky with such a thing? Should I advise you not to be so indulgent and to quickly find your own strength? There is no such thing!"

"Is this thing so rare?"

Amid the angry complaints of Mr. Sachil, the most elite Sand Rage executioner was hit in the head by his soul fire.

His entire cheeks and facial bones were melted and he fell on the execution platform without saying a word.

Beside the old man, there were many elite warriors of the sand-angry trolls lying everywhere. They were all captured from all over the place by the demons of the enlightener and sent here to "do experiments".

As for what experiments to do?

Just look at Black, who was sitting on the stone next to him drinking, with a helpless and unhappy look on his face.

Of course, it is a heart-energy test.

Old Mr. Sachil personally experienced the magic that the heart could bless, and immediately became interested in the knowledge of the deceased.

Although the stinky pirate has repeatedly emphasized that no life except him can perceive and cannot capture the energy of his mind, Sachil still does not give up.

As Argus' most famous enlightener master, he believed that all powers have traces to follow, not that they cannot be used, but that they have not found a clue for research.

Unfortunately, the heart energy is as rare as Lao Bonsandy described. In the dozen elite trolls caught, Black's magical eyes did not find any sign of the heart energy.

He had to explain to Sachil the cause of mental energy again.

"All said, that is a force similar to the upgrade of skills, and it is different in composition from other forces that can be perceived and used.

That is more of a spiritual energy.

After receiving that ball of ‘quicksand core’, you should be able to feel the Sandwalker Sur’s manipulation method of the desert and all the details of the magic.

That was a memory.”

The stinky pirate drank a sip of wine and emphasized as if he was a lecture:

"A bunch of memories that can help you learn and make you stronger. It is nothing wrong to say that the knowledge of the deceased is that memory is very important to the deceased.

Only they can grasp the power they have never been exposed to by reading other people's memories.

Don't try it.

You can't understand its form if you don't really die once, but I think Dean Lan Yue and Old Meili should be able to understand these things. They are essentially dead."

"I'm also a necromancer! Although I'm polluted by evil energy, your statement is really not magic at all!"

Sachil held his skeleton chin with his fingers, and the soul fire in his eyes stared at Black and said:

"You are a living life, why can you master it? Have you died once?"

"Probably this is talent?"

The pirate shrugged and said:

"You know that talent is something that others have never envied. Shush, someone is coming, don't talk too much. I warn you, I don't want anyone to know about my magical ability."

"whispering sound"

The old man reached out and pulled his hood to cover up his skeleton face.

Soon, the figure of the little star fell from the sky, and the elegant and beautiful blue body turned into a human form when it was about to contact the execution platform. Finna, who was still stained with blood, landed in front of Black.

Both beautiful girls were very happy.

"Look at what I found?"

Finna happily waved a quaint and weird one-handed battle sword in her hand to show off to Black.

That thing is a typical troll-style sword, and it does not have the sword edge in the traditional sense. It looks more like a wide machete with double-edged edges. There is a V-shaped gap in front of the blade for armor-breaking.

This unique shape makes the sword amazingly powerful when slashed at close range.

Moreover, there are sacrificial runes from trolls on the ancient sword, which are very simple and elegant, adding a hint of mysterious color to the battle sword.

"I just tried it."

Finna rubbed the blood on her cheeks and said to Black:

"As long as blood is stained, the special power of this sword can be activated. It is very powerful, although it is a bit ugly. I have worked a lot to defeat the war supervisor of the Sand Rage Troll.

That Antusul was so cunning. He tamed several golden desert lizards in his cave, and almost petrified me there. I was very angry at the time and used the swordsmanship of the enemy.

Very useful!

With the power of courage and divine power, he and his lizard were killed with a few swords."

"Very good, you already have the counterattack Sansas."

Black admired the ancient troll war sword in Finna's hand, and said:

"The Chief Sand Rage is already dead in my hands. After the Water-Battle Master Veres opens the Chief's treasure house for you, you will get another sword. Today is destined to be your harvest day."

"What are you waiting for? Let's go find her quickly."

Finna inserted the troll war sword in her hand into the weapon buckle on the belt and said excitedly:

"The powerful characters of Zul Farakry have been almost cleaned up. I also want to see how powerful the Sand Rage Holy Beast that Veres has been singing about is.

Didn’t that mean it was a Loa god?”

"Then you're going to be disappointed."

Black curled his lips and said:

"Gazrira is not as majestic and powerful as you think... It can be regarded as the worst Loa God in Azeroth, and Old Garni is much luckier than it."

After saying that, the pirate looked at the little star again.

Because I satisfied my desire to be a dragon tonight, Xiao Xingxing was also in a happy mood.

This will be standing on the edge of the high ground of the execution platform, holding the dwarf camera in his hand and taking a picture of the burning Zulfarak's night view.

Black noticed that there was a delicate thick-skinned book hanging around the waist of Little Star, which should be the diary she used to record her "great adventure career".

"So, I'm very curious, how should Your Highness Xiao Xingxing describe his adventure tonight?"

The stinky pirate said in a weirdly elongated voice:

"Is it the wise and powerful Princess Blue Dragon who commands her poor but handsome human servants, and the Viku Shield Girls who admire her majesty and voluntarily follow her to break into the city of evil trolls and preside over the story of justice?"

"You should not talk about the bravery of His Highness Blue Dragon's loyal Storm Dragon's personal guard! And the classic scene where the Sand Rage Troll tried to use evil methods to shoot down His Highness Little Star but was discovered by the wise Highness."

Xiao Xingxing turned around, waved his finger with pride and satisfaction, and said:

"But for human wisdom, it's great to think of such a storyline. It seems that you are also very talented. My servant Black, is interested in creating epic adventure stories with His Highness?

I can generously allow you to become the second author of my adventure story.”

"Forget it, I can't do this, I'll have a headache when I hear typing or something."

Black waved his hand and said:

"How dare I rob the glory of His Highness of Stars? You take a photo here first, let's take a look at the deep pool of the Sand Wrath Trolls and their holy beasts."

"Of course we're going together."

Little Star grabbed Black's arm with a smile and shook it around and said:

"I have never seen the living God of Loa. I must take two more pictures as my upcoming travel story. Old Garni doesn't count!

That guy has no dignity as Loa."

"What are you waiting for?"

Black raised his face and said to the little star:

"Hurry and turn into a dragon to carry us over. This city of sand rage is so big, are you going to run over?"

"You think beautifully!"

His Highness Lan Long suddenly became angry, she waved her fists and said:

"You can't ride me, the noble blue dragon does not allow lowly humans to ride on my head."

"But Fina..."

Blake was about to refute, but was interrupted by Xiao Xingxing fiercely. The latter pulled Fina to his side, pointed at Fina's wide eyes and said:

"She is different. She is my honorary dragon guard! When I become the Queen of Magic, I will let Finna be my 'hand of the Dragon King'.

She is a pure girl, different from you, a bad guy with dark hearts. Who knows what dirty bad things you will do on me while I take you?"

"My evil apprentice wants to do bad things, and you still have to wait until you pick him up?"

Old Mr. Sachil, who had been watching the little star, sneered, and he moved his burning palate bones and said:
To be continued...