Netheril’s Brilliance

　　 In the face of the sudden enemy, Punk flew backwards at the fastest speed, and then let Golem No.2, which was ready to go, stand in front of him. After you are ready to fight or even escape, punk begins to carefully look at the "enemy" in front of you.

The punk attack was suddenly interrupted by a thin man in a bright red dress. He looked almost as young as punk. His scarlet hair was combed very neatly, and his gold-rimmed glasses were spotlessly rubbed with a pale face. With a very young smile on his face, if he ignores the coercion of the official-level powerhouse without concealing it, he really looks like a big boy who is not deeply involved in the world.

　　 I saw this "big boy" and waved gently to punk to indicate that he had no intention of attacking, and then said politely:

"Hello, Mr. Mage, I am a little warlock from the eastern part of Dylan Kingdom. People I know are called Bloodclaw. I'm sorry that my servant was reckless when he first arrived here, but I want a great mage. Surely it won't be embarrassing for a beautiful girl, right".

　　 Before punk could answer, the warlock laughed out himself first, as if everything just now was really just a rash misunderstanding.

　　 "Then now I think you should have realized that this slum is my place, now I think you can go back to where you should be"

　　Punk was not at all polite to this warlock. He found that the warlock in front of him seemed to be only eleventh level. Punk still had the advantage in terms of strength, so he didn't need to be nice to an intruder.

　　 Seeing that punk is still full of hostility, the warlock who calls himself "Bloodclaw" shook his head helplessly:

　　 "I'm really sorry, because you have hidden it so well, I didn't find it at all, so my base has been established in a hurry, and there are some things in it that are not very suitable for moving around, so..."

　　 The blood paw spreads out his hands and makes a helpless expression, but he hasn't finished his words:

"That's still there. I, even though I am a warlock, the little pet I keep needs some living people to feed. So, I'm very sorry, I'm afraid I still need to... well, "hunt" ten people a week... ... Actually, it's not too much, right..."

　　 "Enough, in summary, you just made up your mind to compete for this place, right".

　　Punk coldly interrupted Bloodclaw's remarks. He knew that what this guy said before did not find his traces may be true. After all, the hiding power of the Hatzita Magic Box was amazing.

Since punk is in a period of low-key development, punk is also very reluctant to cause trouble. If the unknown "blood claw" is willing to live far away, punk can barely accept one more neighbor, but he has also started a slum." Attention "prey", this touches the bottom line of punk.

The number of hungry people in the slums is limited. Too many people who disappear at one time will definitely arouse the suspicion of the church, so even punk can only "take away" about 20 people in a week, but now there is one who does not know where it is. The guy who comes will share half of the shares as soon as he opens his mouth, and punk won't give up the benefits so unclearly.

In fact, 80% of the final result in this kind of competition for territory and resources is negotiation and both parties make a compromise. After all, the identities of the two official-level powerhouses are very shaky. Fighting here will destroy all "resources." ", it will directly attract the attention of Dylan Kingdom, and reasonable people know the choice.

However, even if negotiations are required, it is necessary to distinguish between superior and inferior in the dominant power of the negotiation, because the stronger party will inevitably obtain more benefits in the negotiation and reduce unnecessary compromises. As for how to allocate this superior and inferior, naturally It is directly linked to strength.

　　 In this kind of battle for dominance, the competition is nothing more than strength and fierceness. Simply put, whoever is less afraid of death and has the chance to beat the opponent to death and win.

In fact, punk doesn’t doubt his dominance at all, because for him, even if he really fought to attract the swordmaster general-Vic, with the magic box and other hole cards on his body, he was confident. Retreat, but the opposite one has only two official-level equipment, and the shabby warlock who has just reached the eleventh level is not good enough.

　　 This is the strength that comes from strength, punk is confident and fearless, that is true, but the warlock on the opposite side may not necessarily be so "confident and fearless".

　　 Therefore, punk completely ignored this guy's remarks. After confirming that the warlock in front of him had no companions, he decisively shot.

In order to ensure that the movement is minimized, Golem 2 was attacked, while Punk hid behind the Golem, and successively blessed Golem 2 with "Advanced Swiftness", "Summon Steel Armor", and "Deflection Position". "With so many defensive spells, Golem No. 2 with so many spell buffs rushed towards the "Blood Claw" with a wry smile.

At this time, Bloodclaw finally discovered that the black-clothed boy on the opposite side was really an out-and-out cruel man. This preemptive attack was actually telling himself, "It doesn't matter if I have no fear of breaking the world, dare you dare? What about fighting?"

　　 Bloodclaw had to admit--he really didn't dare.

Before coming to this slum, he had no idea that he would meet a powerful spellcaster, let alone that the other party would be the type of fighting if he didn't agree with each other. Seriously, if it wasn't the "little baby" of Bloodclaw He really couldn't move for a short time, he really wanted to admit defeat.

But now it’s too late to say anything. Faced with the sharp attack of Golem No. 2, Bloodclaw knew ~www.novelmtl.com~ that he must show enough strength to meet the next negotiation, otherwise it might not be the opposite. That mage would simply give up the negotiation and choose to kill himself, although he is confident that he will not be killed by punk, but if he is really a sword master

Vic brought it over and it would be finished.

　　 So he had no choice but to shrug his shoulders, and then shot with all his strength without reservation.

I saw a lot of blood exuding horrible energy fluctuations piercing the skin from the blood claw's wrist, and then wrapped into a pair of blood-colored gloves on his hand. In just a few seconds, his hands became A veritable "Blood Claw".

　　 With this pair of blood squirming claws, the blood claws slammed into the fist of Golem No.2.

"boom!!"

　　 A dull sound spread out. If punk hadn't used a "silent area" to isolate the sound in advance, this loud noise would be enough to wake up the entire slum.

　　 Bloodclaw's figure and Golem No. 2 touched apart. After this attack, he retreated to his maid and said with a bitter smile:

　　 "Okay, okay, you are indeed much better than me, but I won't be so easy to solve when it comes to fighting. Even if I lose this time, I think we can start a happy negotiation."

　　 Punk didn’t catch the blood claws. He frowned and looked at the almost shattered palm of Golem No. 2 before finally saying to the **** hand with a cold face:

　　 "Very good, very good......then negotiate!"