The necromancer Philro!

Looking at the blood-red handwriting, Qin Nan subconsciously rubbed his nose. After getting on the train, he added the third-class evolution point from Lu Dan to the magic mirror.

After all, he is running away! During the escape, the increase in the scope of the Magic Mirror exploration will undoubtedly allow him to deal with possible dangers in advance.

The magic mirror that got the third-class evolution point was 10,000 meters at this time, and its peeping became more secretive. Even if Philro felt that he was being peeped, it was difficult to figure out where the peeping came from.

In other words, the radius of ten kilometers is no longer a problem for the magic mirror to explore.

Although ten kilometers are not short, they are actually not long enough. Because once Philro moves forward quickly, it will probably be enough to catch up with Qin Nan in more than ten minutes.

"Around us, is there anything that can stop Philro's power?"

"Great Master, you are so smart. Your fresh ideas are like surging rivers! I just checked and there was a cavalry of 200 people advancing two kilometers to our left."

A cavalry of two hundred men? Qin Nan frowned. According to the route described by the Magic Mirror, Philro and this cavalry should not meet.

what to do?

"Do you know who the leader of the cavalry unit is?"

The magic mirror showed golden handwriting: "Omniscient and omnipotent master, your small test is not a slight meaning to the magic mirror!"

"The leader of this cavalry is Lord Sergey, who is in his thirties."

Qin Nan pretended to take things out of his pocket, but in fact he quietly took out the quill from his storage space.

Just as he was about to write on the paper, he suddenly thought of something. He pulled it into his pocket again and grabbed it in a pretentious manner. The blood-colored stone obtained from Lu Dan's pocket fell into Qin Nan's hands.

As Qin Nan's thoughts flashed, the blood-colored stone turned into energy and disappeared into Qin Nan's hands.

At the same time, a line of prompts rose in Qin Nan's heart.

"You have a second-class evolution point, please choose the item you want to evolve." This prompt is already familiar to Qin Nan, so he directly chose the quill!

The quill that was originally beautiful had some blood-colored patterns at this time, making it even more exquisite.

The content you write can have an impact on people with sequence 8 or less, the time is one minute, and the sequelae of using a quill is a prank once.

Seeing that the content of the sequelae had not changed, Qin Nan breathed a sigh of relief. He immediately wrote quickly: "Lord Sergey fell off his horse half a minute later and his bones were broken."

After writing this line of words, Qin Nan stopped. He felt that this was enough. After all, the chief's bone was broken, and the entire team had to stay for at least ten minutes.

In ten minutes, I happened to meet the necromancer Field, who was driving the flying eagle.

"Sir, please disturb me, this seat should be mine." The middle-aged man wearing a wig cover finally squeezed to Qin Nan's side.

Qin Nan said with a confused look on his face: "Do you have a ticket?"

The middle-aged man raised his hand and said, "Yes..."

The moment the middle-aged man raised his hand, he suddenly found that his hands were empty, which surprised him.

Where is the ticket? I just took it in my hand!

He didn't know that just as he was speaking, Qin Nan had already taken away his ticket using the speed of the extraordinary man's five times faster than ordinary people.

Because the speed is so fast that the middle-aged man has no reaction at all.

"Your Excellency, are you too tired lately?" Qin Nan said seriously: "It is easy to cause hallucinations."

Hallucination, everything I just now is my own hallucination?

The middle-aged man couldn't accept this statement, but he looked around and did not find any tickets.

"People are prone to auditory hallucinations when they are extremely tired." Qin Nan continued to enlighten: "I studied psychology at Meldingson University, so I understand you very much."

"To deal with fatigue and depression, you can find an empty place to yell! This is better."

The middle-aged man felt ashamed when he was taught so patiently by such a young and knowledgeable young man.

I must have had hallucinations. If it weren’t for hallucinations, how could I have done such a shameful thing!

Fortunately, this young man is generous and has no concern. He now thanked him in shame: "Thank you for your advice. I will definitely take a good look at the psychologist when I look back."

"I didn't expect that my delusional disease was already so serious."

Seeing the middle-aged man who was depressed and still looking for a seat, Qin Nan shook his head. He was such an honest man. Isn’t it a bit too much to tease him like this?

They are all damn troublemakers. If it weren't for him, I would never have made such a prank.

In the wilderness, Lord Sergey was struggling to stand up. At this moment, he felt a biting pain coming from his left leg.

In the past, Sergei did not fall off the horse when he rode a horse for hundreds of miles, but this time he had only walked dozens of miles. He saw that he had arrived at the station for another half an hour, but he, the commander of the cavalry battalion, broke his leg.

It's really embarrassing!

"Lord, you can't ride a horse anymore. If you ride a horse again, your injuries will most likely cause you to leave the cavalry battalion forever." The health officer in charge of the injuries of the cavalry battalion said to Sergei: "Now the most important thing for you is to receive treatment."

"Okay, then I'll trouble you. Let's go ahead and everyone rest for ten minutes." Lord Sergey was a qualified leader and quickly issued an order to his team.

The soldiers got off from the horse in groups of three or three, some sat on the ground, while others smoked and joked. For a moment, the whole wilderness seemed extremely lively.

"What is that?" a soldier suddenly screamed.

Sergei, who was treating his injuries, also looked up at the void and saw an eagle flying, and a person was floating behind the eagle.

This man was racing with the eagle.

The strange situation surprised Sergei. Before he could give orders, soldiers shot at the figure in the sky.

The shot sounded, making Sergei understand that he had no way out. No matter whether this strange person had malicious intentions towards him or not, he had to take action first.

"Design a three-stage formation and shoot one after another!" Sergei said this and said to the adjutant beside him: "Let someone go to the nearest Thunder Church to ask for help."

"Yes!" The adjutant knew that things were not simple and agreed immediately.

Rows of bullets covered Philro's body, and while Philro's body standing under the flying eagle twisted gently, the bullets were already whizzing from around him.

However, facing hundreds of soldiers who continued to shoot with guns, Philro finally controlled the flying eagle to change direction.
Chapter completed!