The reason why Jenn chose to help Sofina was not without reason, in fact, after seeing this mission, Jenn suddenly remembered one thing -- that is, the close relationship between the Tour de France Society and the royal family of the Glitter Gold Empire. In fact, the founder of the Tour de France Association is the third prince of the Shining Gold Empire, that is, the one who sacrificed tens of thousands of people to activate the magic weapon only to find out that it would last for a month. After the prince was disposed of by the temple, the Templar Order originally planned to destroy Miè along with the Ring Law Association, but the royal family of the Shining Gold Empire paid a considerable price to keep these mages, so after that, the Ring Law Society became the official spellcaster organization of the Shining Gold Empire.

And now, the Shining Gold Empire has invaded the Skar Federation, and the Tour de France Association has taken out their long-sealed magic weapon at this time, to say that there is no connection between this, Jenn is not willing to believe it, the demons in the lower world are all conspiracy theorists, and Jenn is naturally no exception. He never thought that something would be a coincidence, an accidental factor, and under the weaving line of fate, a qiē was either premeditated or predestined, and there was no other choice.

It's like he's doing it now.

"Now, I think you'll be able to listen to me."

Standing in the dark cellar, Jenn reached out and pushed the silver mask on his face, looking at the "bloody hand" Borg in front of him, who was almost paralyzed to the ground in fright. As a powerful thief leader in Phantom Star City, Borg's skills are not bad. But even he didn't expect that his luck would be so bad, and at this moment he just rolled over to the chair and sat on the ground, his eyes wide with trembling eyes. He looked horrified at the thin skeleton standing beside Jenn. Hearing him speak, Borg blinked. Looks like something is going to be said. But Jenn was keenly aware that in the other side of the tunnel, a thief was removing a smoke bomb from his waist. Aimed at them.

Jenn didn't say anything about it, he just held his cane and tapped it lightly on the ground. Soon, with a terrible howl, dark red flames rose from the ground, enveloping the short-eyed thief in it, and under the scorching flames, he let out a scream of horror and rage, followed by the next moment. Everyone watched as his flesh broke away from the skeleton and disappeared into black smoke in the flames. In the blink of an eye, a thief who had been strong and heavily armed had been burned to a withered yellow skeleton, and its black hole eyes flashed with cold negative energy, indicating that it had completely become an undead creature at this moment, and would be destroyed in eternal pain.

【Flame of the Dead: The flames of death hover at your fingertips, waiting to devour life, in the cold darkness. Desperate souls can only get their ultimate sleep by asking for your forgiveness. Life is worthless because they are born to be abandoned, and death is worthless because it is just another beginning]

This is the fourth spell that Jenn has researched on his spell slot. I don't know if it's because Jenn disguised himself as a necromancer too many times, or if it was something else. This time, the system gave him the [Flame of the Dead] such a necromantic spell, which can not only destroy Miè's life through the flames condensed by negative energy. It can even be transformed into the caster's most loyal minions, plus the properties of dungeon magic. This means that if Jenn needs to, he can use his magic to plunge the entire Phantasmal Star City into a sea of fire. Then summon all the poor worms that were burned to death inside.

In fact, Jenn also had to admit that he was in tears when he saw this spell, and his conscience was in the sky, heaven and earth, and from now on, he finally didn't have to rely on the banshee to prop up his façade and pretend to be a necromancer......... Because he's already a necromancer.

"You're challenging my patience, Mr. Borg."

Jenn just gestured, and the undead quietly walked up to Borg, grabbed him and pulled him up, forcing him to sit in a chair, and then he pulled a chair and sat down, staring at the shivering thief leader.

"I'm just here to make a deal, but you're going to make me think you're trying to kill a necromancer and go to the Templar for a bounty............ You shouldn't be so stupid, right? ”

"When, of course, my lord ..............."

It was only then that Borg seemed to react, he reached out and wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and looked at the masked necromancer in front of him with trepidation. At this moment, Borg has completely lost the luck psychology he had before -- the guild mage he relied on was killed by the beautiful woman brought by the necromancer in the very beginning of the attack, and he didn't even leave the other party a chance......... You know, that's a mid-level mage.

Thinking of this, Borg glanced at the necromancer again, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva -- not just because of fear, but also because the other party took out a small bag and threw it on the table, although it was not very clear, but with the help of the fire, Borg still saw the heart-warming light reflected in this small pocket.

The brilliance of wealth.

"Venerable, Venerable Mage, what do you need from me?"

In the business of Dry Borg, self-esteem is far less important than life, so after seeing the small pocket of wealth in front of him, Borgg immediately changed his attitude and asked respectfully. Although he didn't carefully check how much money was in it, he was sure that it was a lot of wealth, and maybe even if he worked in Phantom Star City for the rest of his life, he wouldn't be able to make that much money until he was killed because he couldn't hold a dagger. But now, the money was in front of him, at his fingertips -- and in the face of wealth, Borg had decided to forget about how his own henchmen and the mages he had recruited with so much money died.

"What I want you to do is simple."

Looking at the thief leader in front of him, Jenn smiled with satisfaction, he lowered his head and spoke in a low voice.

"I've heard that the Tour de France is going to ship something to Phantasmal Star City lately, so you can investigate and see what they're trying to do. And where does that thing go, and how does it get into the city......... You should understand what to ask and what not to ask. When you get the news, come to the Pegasus Hotel to find me......... You should know how to do it. ”

As he spoke. Jenn glanced at the dark sewers in front of him.

"I hope that the next time we meet, you will be able to stand here and talk to me in peace."

"Of course that's fine, sir."

For Borg, he has no choice.

As a group of thieves who can take root in Phantom Star City, "Bloody Hand" Borg naturally has his own unique intelligence network, and under the dual pressure of the temptation of money and the fear of death, he exerts almost extraordinary enthusiasm, quickly. The ghosts that roam every dark and shadowy corner of this drunken and golden-lost city have more or less gotten some news, and they have released some news. And these rumors circulated in the alleys in an untraceable way, converging as if a stream was flowing into the sea, and finally formed an obvious message.

"Do you really believe them? Master? ”

Leaving the hidden Thieves station, Elise quickly asked her questions.

"I don't think any of these humans can be trusted, maybe they'll betray your information out of fear, maybe the next time we're here, we'll be the damned paladins and mages waiting for us!"

"Don't worry. Elise, these people aren't going to snitch. ”

However, in the face of Elise's worries, Jenn obviously didn't take it that seriously.

"You don't know about human beings, they don't have solidarity with each other -- one might even say. Even the Dark Elves, who are known for their betrayal, are not as loose as they are, though they can indeed be powerful when they are determined to condense into a rope. Even the demons didn't dare to peep in. But before they made up their minds, they were loose like a plate of sand. ”

As he spoke. Jenn sneered and spread his hands.

"I can guarantee that they will do their best to fulfill my commission."

"I hope so..............."

Hear Jenn's answer. Elise nodded, but before she could say anything more, she saw Jenn reach out, put her arms around Elise's slender waist, and took the girl in front of her into her arms. Then he took off his mask and stared at the beautiful girl who was staring at him with wide eyes in surprise at the sudden attack.

"Don't worry, Elise, it's nothing to worry about........."

As he spoke, Jenn lowered his head and gagged Elise's lips.

In the face of Jenn's kiss, Elise was just stunned for a moment, and the next moment, her eyes began to become misty. Soon, she closed her eyes and hugged the man in front of her, enjoying the pleasure he bringed. It wasn't until a moment later that the two parted reluctantly, and Elise stuck out her tongue, licked her lips lightly, and then exhaled. Her watch was so skillful as if such a scene had been done many times. She instinctively pressed her body against Jenn's chest, longing for his next move, which seemed natural to Elise's consciousness......... But what Elise didn't expect was that at this moment, Jenn reached out and pushed her away.

"Alright, that's all for today."

As he spoke, Jenn put on his mask again, and he smiled and glanced at the confused Elise, and then at the red dragon princess who was standing quietly next to her—she was still standing there, expressionless, even though she had witnessed this unexpected scene, she was still as cold as ten thousand years of frost.

On the contrary, Elise's expression is very interesting, she looks like a child who longs for a beloved toy but has not succeeded, biting her lip, pursing her mouth and looking at Jenn with a dissatisfied gaze. However, Jenn was unmoved, and from his actions he had already detected that the brainwashing of Elise had been completely successful, and those crazy dreams had turned into clear "reality" engraved in her brain. As for Elise, she didn't seem to realize the problem at all. For Jenn, this is obviously a good table xiàn.

However, he did not intend to go further, although on the spiritual level, Elise was enough to be baptized, but considering her previous wayward appearance, Jenn intended to give her a small punishment.

He was sure that Elise would not have a good night's sleep tonight. (To be continued......)