What the hell? !
Angela was taken aback for a moment, and then a translucent screen appeared in front of him.
There is only one sentence on the screen 'Game, give us a new life'.
Before Angra could have other questions in her mind, the text on the screen disappeared, and after a cool start-up screen composed of countless polygons and particle effects, the main page of the system was truly revealed.
Player: Angelafate
Occupation: Nameless Lord
Territory Prosperity: 0/100
Performance points: 100 (initial points)
Population: 0/0
Players settled: 0
Building: None
Warehouse (Level 0): Didi Daren Magic Lamp (Level A) x1, None, None
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Angra read the text displayed on the screen at a glance, and finally turned her attention to the 'didi beating people magic lamp'. As soon as his consciousness focused on that thing, the corresponding item description window popped up next to it.
Props: Didi Daren Magic Lamp (Level A)
Description: Consumables. Rubbing the magic lamp can summon an A-level angel to fight for you, which lasts for 1 minute.
Remarks: Please don't regard the envoy as your servant, and don't make wishes to him. He won't grant any wishes for you other than beating your enemies.
Is it taken out? whether
"What is this..."
Angela vaguely felt that she seemed to be experiencing the most incredible thing in her life.
It's just that without giving him time to think, the door of the carriage was forcibly destroyed by the bandits outside with weapons and chopped into sawdust.
A burly, bald bandit with tattoos on his head grabbed Angra's feet, and dragged him out of the carriage with a grinning grin.
Angra fell heavily to the ground, with a smell of iron in his mouth, and he felt that every joint and every bone in his body seemed to be aching.
There is no time for further hesitation.
Seeing the bandits surrounding her raised their weapons aloft, as if they were about to chop herself into a pulp, Angra finally made up her mind.
Once again, he focused his consciousness on the magic lamp of Didi Daren, and chose to take out the magic lamp.
The next moment, a brass magic lamp that looked like a teapot fell into his hands.
"What?" "Hey, did you see it?" "Why is there something extra in his hand?" "Could it be a magic spell?"
The actions of those bandits hesitated because of the sudden appearance of the magic lamp.
"Don't be afraid, even if you are a priest, no one will know that we did it if you die in a place like this!" The bald bandit shouted, and took the lead in raising the big knife in his hand to chop off Angra's head!
At almost the same moment, Angra desperately rubbed the outside of the magic lamp like crazy.
At the moment when the bald bandit's sword was about to strike Angra, blue smoke suddenly spewed out from the mouth of the magic lamp.
The smoke rapidly expanded as if it had a substance, blocking the bandit's knife.
Then the blue smoke gathered in mid-air, forming a huge human figure with blue skin.
"The magic lamp is at your service, now point out the enemy you want to kill!" A strange smile appeared on the big blue face that inexplicably looked like West Smith, and he shook his eyebrows and put his hands together, With a flash of starlight, an ax bigger than his body appeared in his hand: "My ax is already hungry and thirsty!"
Not only Angra, but even the bandits were too scared to move because of the appearance of the magic lamp and servant.
The bald bandit was the first to react: "Everyone, don't be afraid, this thing is just big, and it certainly has no fighting power!"
The other thieves were encouraged, and they raised their weapons and surrounded them with super magic lamps and servants. They also nimbly pointed their weapons at Angra who was still lying on the ground, thinking that as long as he was killed, the The summoned creatures will naturally disappear.
"Save me, kill them!" Angra, who realized that the situation was not good, shouted immediately.
"Of course~" the magic lamp servant said happily.
Immediately afterwards, he swung his ax, and except for the bald bandit who turned back when he saw the situation was not good, the other bandits who surrounded him were split in half with their weapons in an instant!
Those bandits couldn't figure it out until they died. It was just an ordinary robbery, why they were instantly killed by that fat sheep when they met each other...
The bald bandit, who was probably the bandit leader, was so regretful that his intestines were green: "Damn it, didn't that guy say that the fat sheep this time is just the useless son of the Fat family? Why can he summon such a terrifying guy! "
He already understood that the magic lamp servant and himself were not on the same level, so he naturally didn't dare to continue to face the magic lamp servant, so he could only turn around and run, hoping to escape.
But the magic lamp and the servant just swung the axe, and the huge axe rose again in response to the wind. With a wave of the magic lamp, the forty-meter-long giant ax slashed at the fleeing bald head!
"Wait a minute, save him!"
At this moment, Angela said suddenly.
So the ax in the hand of the magic lamp and servant turned slightly, and cut a ravine more than five meters deep beside the bald bandit! Although the bald bandit wasn't injured, the attack that was close at hand and destructive like an explosion still scared him so much that his legs went limp and he fell to the ground.
"How do you plan to deal with him?" The lamp servant brought the bald bandit in front of Angra: "Behead? Cut in half? Ling Chi, I am also very skilled~"
The magic lamp and the magic servant said that the ax in his hand had disappeared, replaced by a fishing net and a razor-sharp meat-cutting knife.
"I know I was wrong, Master Fat, please show mercy and spare my life!" The bald man who looked tough at first was so frightened by the magic lamp that he burst into tears, knelt down and kowtowed desperately.
"I have a question for you, if you answer honestly, I can not kill you!" Angela looked at him and said, "Why do you know that 'the useless son of the Fat family will pass by here?' You just said Who is 'that guy'?"
"I, I don't know..." the bald man replied tremblingly.
"Kill him."
"Understood~"
"Wait a minute, I really don't know! Our employers have always been very mysterious... Ah, but I can tell you, they are members of the Secret Eye Society!" "The Secret Eye Society?" Angela chewed the word, Felt like I had never heard of this organization.
"It's a smuggling organization that flies over the mountains on both sides of the purple door through the cloud falcon, and smuggles some rare treasures from the Western Continent." The bald head confided all the information he knew in order to survive: "It is powerful in this area, established There are many peripheral organizations, and our Minotaur Thirteenth Cave is one of them!"