In the evil king's territory!

With a puzzled look on his face, Omar observed the unfamiliar environment around him and fell into deep thought.

"Illusion?"

I was in the Adventurer's Guild just now, but now I suddenly appear in a deserted land. It is normal to have such thoughts.

Omar made the same choice as the undead bone dragon Chris.

Keep your troops still and wait for rescue from outside the illusion.

At this moment, a sword energy passed by Omar and then hit a small hill not far away.

boom!

There was a huge explosion, accompanied by flames shooting up into the sky and the ground shaking violently. The small hillside exploded and collapsed.

When Omar saw this scene, a layer of cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead!

If you get hit without any protection, your body will definitely be cut in half.

"Sorry, I missed."

An Nuo's voice came from not far away.

"But not this time!"

whoosh!

A sound of breaking air was heard.

Omar looked at the sword beam that was more than ten meters wide flying towards him and quickly dodged to the side.

Click!

The sword plowed a deep groove on the ground, and then cut off a stone pillar that was more than ten meters thick.

"Huff huff huff... This guy, doesn't a sixth-level skill require magic power?"

Omar kept dodging Anno's attacks.

The pain of flying debris hitting his face told Omar that everything here did not seem like an illusion.

Although he didn't know where he was transferred to, Omar felt a little more hopeful when he saw Anno using the sixth-level skill to attack.

As a level 35, sixth-order peak hunter, he can only use the sixth-order combat skills eight or nine times at most when in full condition.

Anno is only level 32.

If you squander your magic power like this, you will soon be left with nothing but your hands to rub him.

But things did not develop in the direction that Omar expected.

Annuo's magic power seemed to be endless, and his sixth-level skills never stopped!

In just a dozen seconds, he used five or six level six skills.

"Impossible, how is this possible? How can An Nuo have so many sixth-level skills? And how can he have so much magic power?"

Omar, who had dodged the attack once again, looked at the magma gushing out from the cracked ground beside him and the dense fireballs falling from the sky, and quickly used the sixth-level acceleration skill to escape.

Omar can't fly, so he can't fly into the air to avoid a lot of attacks like Chris can.

At this moment, he just felt like he was trapped in a nightmare and just wanted to wake up quickly.

Bang!

Another explosion.

Omar was blown away without time to dodge.

As soon as he landed on the ground, more than a dozen icicles fell from the sky.

Puff puff…

The sound of ice spikes piercing flesh could be heard one after another.

Although Omar rolled and dodged, he was still pierced by several ice spikes. He lay on the ground with his eyes wide open looking up at the sky.

Anno looked at Omar and was shocked.

Compared to opponents like Chris, Omar is far behind.

According to what Omar showed when he was dodging Anno's attack in the Evil King's territory, even if he didn't use [Evil King's True Eye], Omar would not have any advantage in close combat with Anno now.

If he learns the sixth-level skill, Anno can even defeat Omar!

However, as a hunter who is proficient in melee, ranged, and traps, Omar's strength is mostly reflected in the combat pets he trains.

But when Omar entered the hall, he left his pet, the jungle leopard, outside the door - because of its large size.

However, even if Omar brought his war pet into the hall, it could not follow him into the Evil King's territory.

Omar struggled to get up from the ground, then fell back to the ground.

He held an arm-thick ice pick in his abdomen with both hands and didn't dare to pull it out.

Once it is pulled out, the blood hole cannot be blocked.

There were also ice picks stuck in Omar's left thigh and right shoulder.

At this time, the Evil King's domain only lasted for one minute.

"Annuo... this... is this your true strength?"

As he spoke, blood continued to flow out of Omar's mouth.

He looked at An Nuo who was walking slowly towards him with a sword, and said with fear on his face: "No more fighting... I admit defeat, no, I admit my mistake! I'm seriously injured now, you can't really kill me! Killing someone in the royal city, and killing a sixth-level professional, will result in a heavy sentence."

"Look at you. I gave you a chance to choose in a nice way before, but you insisted on using force. Now you're saying this again!"

Anno walked up to Oma, who was slumped on the ground, holding a sword.

[Observer] shows that Omar is now seriously injured, so Annuo is not afraid of the other party cheating.

He really didn't want to kill Omar now, after all, he hadn't received the compensation yet.

"I'll make those guys kneel outside the guild for three days, no, five days!"

Omar was really scared at this time.

Only after fighting with Anno did he know his monstrous strength.

The magical power that seemed to be inexhaustible directly shattered Omar's worldview that he had held for half his life.

"What about the compensation?"

"No... President An Nuo, 50 million is too much. I really can't get it together! Can you give it less?"

Omar endured the pain in his body and smiled shamelessly.

"How much can you give?"

"One hundred...five million! That's all I have saved!"

Omar, who was originally planning to say one million, changed his words quickly when he saw murderous intent gradually appear in Annuo's eyes.

"Twenty million gold coins, not a single copper less!"

An Nuo also knew that he had asked for an exorbitant price before.

The average sixth-level professional has a net worth of around one million gold coins.

After all, equipment, potions, and learning skills all cost money.

But the leaders of the top ten mercenary groups should have 20 million gold coins!

"Twenty million! Okay...I promise!"

When Omar saw Anno putting the sword on his neck with an expression that said 'If you dare to say no, I'll chop you off', he quickly agreed.

"untie!"

An Nuo uttered a word softly.

Then Omar felt the scene change instantly and he was back in the first floor lobby of the Adventurer's Guild.

Omado hoped that everything that happened before was just a dream.

But the three ice spikes on his body told him.

He is really in trouble this time!

The four level six mercenaries who were surrounded by the undead and dared not take action suddenly saw Omar coming back seriously injured, and their pupils shrank suddenly!

That's a level 35 professional.

He had only been away for less than two minutes when he was beaten like this.

Moreover, after Omar came back, he and Annuo summoned the God of Contract, signed a contract on the spot, and compensated the Adventurer's Guild with 20 million gold coins!

The deadline is within one week!

"Annuo, now you can rest assured!"

Omar asked weakly.

Now he just wanted to leave here quickly and find a pastor for treatment.

bass!

The sword flashed, and a shoulder flew into the air in the shocked eyes of Omar and the four sixth-level mercenaries.

“Ah~!”

The defenseless Omar immediately screamed.

Four sixth-level mercenaries quickly ran to Omar, two of them bandaged Omar's wounds, and the remaining two were sweating and alert around them.

They were very worried that they wouldn't be able to leave the Adventurer's Guild today!

Anno retracted his sword, picked up Oma's right arm from his feet, and threw it to a zombie next to him.

"Why?"

Oma looked at Anno with eyes full of hatred.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, didn't I give you two choices before, and you refused. So this time I'm the one who helps you choose, the second one!

Don't worry, I will return this arm to you when you send the compensation. You just need to spend some money and ask the priest of the Holy Church to reconnect it.

But you have to do it as soon as possible. If you really delay it for seven days, I don’t know if this arm will become necrotic.

Don't blame me for not giving you a chance. Just consider it a lesson learned.

Don't come to the Adventurer's Guild to cause trouble again!"

Looking at the smiling An Nuo, several mercenaries felt as if they had seen a devil and their bodies were covered with goosebumps.

After hearing this, Omar felt humiliated.

The forty-year-old man had tears welling up in his eyes.

Bang!

The door to the Adventurer's Guild opened, and a rough voice was heard at the same time.

"Omar, don't scare our Guild President Anno with your temper. He just escaped from Warrengel with his life..."

Several leaders from different mercenary groups walked into the guild hall, looked at a room full of sixth-order undead, and Omar, who was lying on the ground with his body pierced by ice spikes and his right arm broken, and wanted to cry but didn't, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.