Before Russell could even speak, the prompter could no longer hold back. [Pu Xing girl, what a jerk! ] 【No resin at all!!】 what... You have finished saying everything I wanted to say. Russell was stunned. The prompter had said everything he wanted to say, and now he didn't know what to say. He could repeat what the prompter said, but he felt like he lost wherever he repeated what the prompter said. and so-- "Meihui, this is your processing tool. Well, your explosion magic is only suitable for blowing up mountains, not small-scale blasting."
Russell calmly took out the map of his mining area, then took a pen and drew a cross on the area that needed to be bombed with explosive magic, and drew a circle on the area that only needed to be blasted with talismans. After doing all this, he stuffed the scroll into Huihui's hand, with an expression like your boss who always makes big promises. "Meihui, keep going. As long as you're efficient enough, I can go to noble parties and hook up with big, sexy, tall, and hip-hugging young ladies." "In order to let the girl grasp my future, okay? Use explosion magic and dragon spell on the mine!!" ... Huihui was silent. Although I don't understand what Russell is talking about, this guy clearly mentioned his aesthetic - a big-breasted lady with long legs and a perky butt. She lowered her head and saw her tiny toes. If you lower your head and can't see your toes, you are the most beautiful person in the world. But all Miss Huihui has is the vast plain with stars hanging low. Once again, I looked at the guy whose face was filled with a beautiful vision of the future... So I am a precious production tool, not a pretty girl? ! ! ! Hard. The fist is hard! ! Hui Hui, angry!! Chapter 11 Dealing with the Holy Lord? It costs extra money! Flat chested, still failed to be serialized. If you ask why, it's actually quite simple. because--
A single worker cannot beat the boss. To defeat the boss, you need the combined efforts of all the workers. And Naruto-kun occupied three hundred workstations by himself, which could be regarded as a benchmark for labor. Therefore, she could only put on her antifreeze suit with a melancholy look on her face, and go to the designated location to continuously use dragon blast and explosion magic. “Is this what it’s like to be the boss?” Russell, who was also in the mining area but drinking tea in a small hut outside the mining area, heard bursts of explosions and watched shadow clones pushing carts and transporting source stones. He felt as if heat was flowing through his limbs. Warm, with the joy of harvest. It would be nice if there was another girl to help with my knees. With a large amount of surplus value in hand and a beautiful girl in his arms, those days would definitely be extremely sweet. Russell let out a breath and felt that his future was truly bright. [Are you satisfied with just this little bit? Host, how come you don't have any ideals at all? You should be ashamed! ! ] [Can't you imagine the beautiful scenery of becoming the Regent of Victoria, the Anti-Entropy Executor, or even the Emperor of Ursus? ] "What you said is indeed very good, but what's the use of it?" Russell rolled his eyes. His fighting ability is good, but it's probably only at the level of a Tallulah. If the enemy is stronger than Tallulah and you still want to win, you have to use forbidden skills. Russell took a deep breath when he thought about the skills he got from drawing cards. That skill is too dangerous. But then again, even if he used the forbidden skills, his strength would only be about doubled. Trying to overthrow Victoria, Ursus, and even Anti-Entropy with the power of two Talulas is somewhat disrespectful to one's own head. [So, why don't you ask the amazing Valon? He seems to have gained a lot from fighting with Jackie Chan and the Holy Lord.] The prompter gave some new hints. Just like responding to the prompt from the notification bar, the next moment, the window of Russell's private message bar shook. The person who came was none other than Wallon. The game starts with a big red envelope. Russell didn't click it. Because he felt that the way this red envelope was sent was a bit strange. ——Valon gave Russell the talisman in the hope that he could help him with some ideas. This time, he didn't have anything to ask of him.
Russell examined the red envelope carefully. Then, as expected, the highlight was discovered. The name on this red envelope is "Shendu". "My dear fellow, there must be a statue of the Holy Lord in here." Russell said in a joking tone. "Yes, here is the statue of the Holy Lord." That statement made Russell narrow his eyes. Holy Lord. The dragon with the noblest bloodline in Jackie Chan Adventures. While being a dragon, he is also one of the eight demons that rule the earth and a top wizard. If he had not spent too long in hell, which had wiped out a lot of his wisdom and knowledge, he would have been able to take away a few warriors of justice even if there were rules in the world that balanced good and evil. "My friend, my advice is to find a place to throw it away when it loses all its magic power. I didn't ask you to throw it to me." Russell raised an eyebrow and said. "But, my friend, isn't it the best ending of the story to leave the devil to the prophet and the sage?" Los Angeles, Valon, who finally escaped from the nightmare of the Holy Lord, took a deep breath and said. But this is not the end of the game. The Holy Lord is immortal. I have offended him to death this time. If he gets the chance, he will definitely take revenge on me. Throwing it into another world is a good choice. But, if we have to throw it away, let's throw it to the person who knows the true face of this devil best. Only in this way can the Holy Lord have no chance to turn things around, and he can live a peaceful life of robbing. "I don't really want to deal with this." Russell said. The old thief dragon, the Holy Lord, will not become a grandfather if he is left aside. This guy is so heartless that even the devil thinks he deserves to die. Asking him to be his grandfather is simply a disrespect for his own life. "Well... I have another talisman here, how about giving it to you?" A flash of heartache flashed across Valon's face. When the Holy Lord was still around, he didn't feel too bad about throwing the talisman to Russell. Because it was the Prince of Shendu who paid for it.
Giving the talisman now is like digging flesh from your own body. "Do you have any misunderstanding about the Holy Lord? This guy is also quite powerful among the eight demons, considering that the other seven demons have been in prison for too long. He has completely forgotten witchcraft and the use of his abilities, but he still retains some intelligence. As long as he recovers his demon body, he will be the strongest demon." Russell's eyes turned slightly, and he began to teach Wallon some basic knowledge about demons. "Contact with the strongest demon is already very dangerous. We can consider sealing it, but the seal is not something that can be ignored." "...This guy, the Holy Lord, is really troublesome." Even Valon had to admit that the Holy Lord was a difficult guy to deal with. "Is there really no other way?" Valon looked somewhat unwilling. "You have to pay more." Russell's words stunned Valon for a moment. What the hell? Isn't it said that this thing is difficult to deal with? "...This seems a little different from what you said." "Because it's hard to deal with, I can only keep it next to me, or send it to a group of very strong guys thousands of miles away." “This is very troublesome!!” Russell spoke righteously. "..." Valon was silent, and he touched the results of his battles since then. Well, a talisman pulled from the Holy Lord, and a mask that the old man with a goatee found strange. "A charm and a mask that seems to have magic." "That's all. If you think the price is not enough, I can only hand it over to those guys in District 13." Valon packed up the above items and sent them to Russell. I felt a little lacking in confidence when I said this. He didn't dare to hand over the statue of the Holy Lord to District 13. After all, the security system there can’t be said to be impregnable, but it can be said to be the Maginot Line. The toilets near District 13 are safer than that place. Besides, the talisman in my hand...is a bit useless. "At most, next time I come across something strange and bizarre, I'll give you one."
Varon then added. "Um, okay." Russell nodded, and it was obvious that Valon was really dead. Russell looked at the red envelope sent from the other side and opened it. Inside was a mask and a talisman of the same style as the dragon talisman, except that it had a goat's head printed on it.