The night slowly stretched out its tentacles to the earth, because after the rain, the night sky seemed to be exceptionally clear tonight, and the starry sky shimmered with a blurry light. The appearance of the moon easily drove away the darkness that had just been about to do wrong. After a little rest, Raphael set up some disguise for himself, all of which were disguised things, what? Want to see a women's clothing boss? Oh, sorry, the current service has not been opened yet, please top up first!

Raphael's cross-dressing object is a dark elf, Raphael because of the demon warlock profession in his body, so he can also make a cameo appearance in the chaos camp personnel, although the warlock profession is strong, but not very likable, because many warlocks are lost in the vortex of power in pursuit of greater power!

For example, many warlocks will become servants of evil gods in pursuit of power! Sometimes, power is too easy to come by, and the stakes are very high. It's not like other professions that move forward step by step, and it's easy to be top-heavy. And in such a situation, it is easy to get into a trap! In order to obtain more powerful power, they will do something harmful to others and themselves.

Therefore, in some places, the Warlock profession will even become the target of the focus, and in more demanding places, you will not even be allowed to enter it!

Raphael's cross-dressing skills were learned from the Dark Elves, and this is the perfect time to test his learning, if even their gods are fooled, they can be completely out of the school!

"Are you ready?" Raphael first asked in the continental lingua franca, the cave was full of more than a dozen dragon blood knights, their armor was removed, only wearing a thin cloth clothes, carefully tied by the rope boy, this binding method made their hands unable to move half a minute at all, and wanted to cut off the rope with their own hands? Save it, it's impossible!

"Ready!" These dragon-blooded knights were all whipped, Raphael assured them in advance, he would take out a potion to treat them afterwards, and the whipping work was naturally handed over to Haytham and them, after all, it was not the dark elves who wanted to whip the dark elves The effect is very difficult, they have their own whipping methods. It is not difficult to see that these dragon blood knights have a bad complexion because of the whipping, and there is not even a trace of blood on their faces, and it seems that the whipping of these dark elves is not merciless at all.

However, this is also because of Raphael's explanation in advance, and the dragon blood knights also came out voluntarily, and it is completely the otherworldly version of Zhou Yu who beats Huang Gai and is willing to fight and suffer! Their tone was very weak, making it seem like they might not be able to survive the next second. However, this is what Raphael wants, not that he is not satisfied with this effect, in fact, halfway through the fight, the dark elves asked Raphael if he stopped, but Raphael scolded them viciously: "If you want to die, give me a light!" ”

Let these dark elves be a spirit to create such a perfect visual effect!

"Are you ready?" Raphael then used the dark elf language to ask the dark elves around him, and the dark elves led by Haytham nodded one after another, they were all wearing white clothes at the moment, which was worn by the lowest-level sacrifices, although Rose's main sacrifices were women, but Rose did not completely block the hope of male dark elves to be loyal to him, but he could mix to a very high-level, and he had never heard of it......

And Raphael is wearing a dark green robe at the moment, this robe is very slim, and the cuffs and brim of the hat are depicted with black spiders, this is the sacrificial robe worn by the next-order sacrifice under Rose's hand, Raphael is still very clear about Rose's fetishes, after all, when he was in the shadow plane, he was fighting with a family under Rose's hands, and these twists and turns are naturally very clear to him, and even let Raphael recite Rose's holy days on the spot, He can recite it to you quickly, and it will definitely not be worse than those real Rose sacrifices!

"Ready!" The dark elves knelt around the altar in two rows, each holding a black spider in their hands, and under the light of the dark green light, the fangs of these black spiders seemed to flicker, as if they were full of toxins ready to attack!

Haytham stood in front of the sacrificial altar, he held a twisted scimitar in his hand, this knife is very distinctive, curved, like a swimming snake, Raphael stood face to face with Haytham, Haytham took a deep breath, and then nodded to Raphael, indicating that he was ready!

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"Sister Fanny, do you think this can be successful?" On a high slope far from here, Tiffany and Fanny each held a high-magnification monocular, which was Raphael's work. In the morning, when Raphael used it to observe the environment, Tiffany was curious to ask Raphael for it, but she didn't expect it to come in handy now.

"It's hard to say, after all, the existence we face this time is not something we can easily judge. May the stars watch over us and shine on our path! Fanny was also unsure of Tiffany's question, could this young magician really do what he said? Fanny was still a little worried in her heart, but she didn't regret it, and closed her eyes very respectfully and prayed.

Tiffany on the side also stopped asking her own questions and prayed silently!

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"Let's go!" Raphael took a deep breath as well, then looked at Haythami.

The scimitar in Haythami's hand reflected a burst of dark green light under the light of the dark green candle, like a curved quenched fang!

The scimitar in his hand stabbed into Frederick's hand fiercely, and blood poured out with the scimitar's piercing, and the scimitar was not withdrawn by Haytham after use, but was left on Frederic's body, Frederick felt the pain from his left hand, and struggled in pain, but before that, Raphael had already fed him with medicine, so that he could not use his power at all, and could only become a poor man waiting for death!

Haytham moved behind the altar, pulled out a scimitar from his waist, and stabbed Frederick's left foot hard, "Ahhh It seemed that the pain had caused Frederick to break through the power of potions and magic, and his voice of pain reached into the sky! Surprised by the nearby animals running fast!