Doomsday: I Obtained A Fallen Angel Pet At The Start Of The Game Chapter 74
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When the voice sounded, Stark's eyes moved and looked towards the source.
He saw the grass in front of him move, and a team of five people slowly walked out from the grass.
These people each held a torch in their hands.
With the help of the light from the torch, Stark could see that these people were obviously not good.
However, he was not flustered by the question just now.
He said indifferently, "That's right. So what if it is?
"Why, do you want it?"
Having said this, Stark suddenly smiled and turned his eyes to look at the group of people.
The man in the lead was dressed like a warrior.
After hearing Stark's words, he also smiled coldly and said, "Well done, kid. You're pretty smart.
"Then I don't need to say any more nonsense. Hand over the treasure map and I'll spare your life."
Hearing this, Stark sneered. He took out the treasure map fragment and shook it. Then he looked at the man and said, "Hand it over? Do you really think that I got the treasure map for nothing?
"Don't you also need to give me some crystals to express your gratitude?"
"Huh? You still want me to express my gratitude!" The man's eyes turned cold. However, he did not get angry immediately when he thought that Stark had already cooperated with him. Instead, he pulled out the crystal wristband and said with a raised voice.
"In that case, I will pay you ten crystals. It can be considered as one crystal to buy one fragment of the treasure map."
"Hehe."
After hearing this, Stark could not help but sneer.
He had hunted for two hours before finally collecting ten treasure map fragments and putting them together to form a complete treasure map.
And this man in front of him actually wanted to buy it for ten crystals.
He really thought he was a beggar.
But Stark did not intend to sell the treasure map in the first place. He was just teasing this group of people in front of him.
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With a flash of killing intent in his eyes, he summoned the Sword of God in his hand.
It was at this moment that Stark dashed behind the group.
With a cold flash, he slashed down with his sword!
Slash!
The sound of a sword cutting into flesh could be heard.
A man who had been slashed by the sword let out a blood-curdling scream as his body was cut into two.
"F*ck! When the f*ck did this kid get behind us!?"
However, while everyone was shocked, the leader's angry curses were already heard.
"This brat actually dares to resist. Everyone, kill him!"
With the order, the remaining five people immediately reacted and released their skills one by one!
"Flying Arrow Skill!"
"Cold Light Slash!"
"Kill! Flaming Charge!"
Flames and sword lights flew in all directions.
However, they were all dodged by Stark's nimble movements.
What they did not know was that these various attacks seemed to provide Stark with a field of vision in the dark night.
Amidst the blazing light, in midair, Stark could clearly see the appearance of the remaining six people.
The strength of this group was generally around level 22-25 Transcendent humans.
They were not even as good as trash!
He aimed at the level 25 leader who had just threatened him.
His eyes darkened.
A cold light flashed!
Chi la!
The Gale Attack slashed out.
"Ah!"
An intense scream sounded as the leader was directly slashed by the Sword of God. His body was cut into pieces by the wind blade. He looked miserable, without any life left in him!
"Boss!"
"F*ck! What splashed all over my face?!"
"Be careful. Be careful! That kid is attacking again!"
One of the archers cried out in alarm.
With his eyesight, he was actually unable to see through Stark's little movements.
Before he could react, Stark's overwhelming sword had already descended on him.
Chi la!
With another sound, the head fell to the ground, and blood splattered everywhere.
The archer dropped to the floor.
The remaining three people were completely shocked.
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When they saw how fierce Stark was, they were so scared that they almost peed their pants. Why were they still fighting?!
Were they going to use their heads to fight?
Without a doubt, the three people immediately turned around and ran in different directions.
They felt that running in different directions would at least increase their chances of survival by thirty percent. Whoever was targeted by Stark could only consider themselves unlucky.
The other two would be able to escape alive!
Unfortunately...
"Starsoul Flash."
With a flash of starlight from his body, Stark instantly appeared in front of a fleeing shield guard and killed him with a single slash of his sword.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
The man's dying voice echoed in the mountain range, scaring the other two so much that their bodies trembled, and they started to run for their lives even harder.
However, in the next second...
The starlight of death had already arrived in front of one of the assassins.
In Stark's eyes, even if he had a stealth skill, he could not hide.
Swoosh!
The cold light slashed down, and the corpse fell to the ground. The assassin followed in the footsteps of his other teammates.
Finally, Stark looked at the beautiful figure fleeing in a panic in the distance. He snorted coldly, and the starlight on his body flashed again.
With a whoosh, he had already crossed the distance of nearly a hundred meters and arrived in front of the female wizard.
With a bang.
"Ah!"
The woman, who was so panicked that she did not even look where she was running, ran straight into Stark's body. Then, she was knocked to the ground with a plop.
She wanted to see what she had bumped into, so she raised her head to look at the cold figure under the moonlight.
Her pupils instantly shrank to the extreme!
"Sir! Help, help!
"It's their fault for provoking you, but I was forced to do so!
"I can guarantee that I have no intention of attacking you from the beginning!"
The female mage hurriedly knocked her head on the ground, begging Stark to forgive her.
At this point, she felt that her sincerity was not enough. She immediately took off her equipment and the crystal wristband.
"My lord, those people offended you earlier. It's their fault that they died. I'm willing to apologize to you on their behalf. All my equipment and crystals are yours as long as you let me go.
"My... My body is yours to play with!"
As she spoke, the female wizard raised her head and gave Stark a pitiful look. At the same time, she showed off her proud body to him.
"Your body is indeed not bad..." Stark looked at the female wizard in front of him and said slowly.
Just when the female wizard thought that she was about to be saved and saw a glimmer of hope, another voice that made her feel cold to the bone rang out.
"However, you'd better go to Hell and let your companions enjoy themselves!"
Stark smiled coldly, and the sword in his hand directly slashed down at the female wizard's neck!
Slash!
The sword came down.
The female wizard's corpse fell to the ground with a normal sound, lifeless.
He looked at the female wizard in front of him.
Stark's eyes were filled with indifference.
When the female wizard's team attacked him, the outcome of the female wizard's death had already been decided!
Naturally, he would not let the female wizard off just because of this little temptation.
"Alright, it's time to collect the remaining treasure map fragment."
With a mumble, Stark prepared to hunt the ghost again.
However, it was also at this moment, his crystal wristband suddenly buzzed and vibrated.
It was a message from Daphne.
"Stark, there's news about the treasure map fragment that you told me to keep an eye on. One of them will be auctioned at the auction house in Seda stronghold at noon tomorrow!"
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