Barbarian Sorcerer (II)

Chen Yiming had not expected the shrine to make such a move. In the end, he had lost out on at least half of the reduction in Skill Points to reach his Level-4 swordsmanship talent.

Heartache! Extreme heartache! Super heartache!

Such an opportunity would not come again.

Japan now knew that he had the intention to kill the sacrificial spirits. In the future, wherever he went, the sacrificial spirits of the various clans would definitely be transferred away in advance.

Chen Yiming did not get much time to feel sad about it.

At the entrance of the space-travel passage, an overwhelming aura suddenly appeared. It felt like lightning surging through the clouds just before a storm.

Soon, a figure that was more than 10 meters tall walked out.

This was a barbarian sorcerer. He was barefoot and wearing a simple cloth made from plants that covered his sensitive areas.