The war horse that was cut by the mercenary neighed and sped up, the soil trampled by the horse's hoofs flying, and the distance quickly closed.
The Black King was very tired and could not get rid of him at all. Downton made a quick decision, jumped off his horse and opened the grimoire.
"Homer, release Ghoul Four and Rip Dragon Fang!" Downton quickly wrote, "Communicate with that cheap god. I want to exchange Gaia's endurance brilliance and jungle agility brilliance. Remember to give a steeper discount."
Facing an enemy with unknown strength, Downton wanted to hold even a slight advantage in his hands.
The bronze war space door opened, and a big light-spotted hand held a battle ax and handed it out.
Downton caught it smoothly, and at the same time checked various potions and the Titan statue to ensure that he would not get the wrong one during the battle, and made sure that the magic accessories were in good condition and could be activated at any time.
Ghoul No. 4 passed through the golden light curtain, walked out of the war unit space, and stood silently beside Downton, staring at the master's enemy with a pair of lifeless eyes.
The two mercenaries were worried about Downton's escape and wanted to chase and intercept him, but he stopped himself, leaving them stunned for a moment, confused as to why.
"This guy isn't going to challenge us, is he?" Mustache was originally planning to block the way first, but the sudden appearance of the ghoul made him subconsciously rein in the reins.
"How could he, a Paladin with only the first level of soul, have a demon servant?" The red-armored mercenary frowned and stared at the ghoul, but then he was relieved, "I was shocked, it turned out to be a company
A ghoul with no rank."
"It should be summoned through magic accessories." Mustache looked at the disappearing war space gate and couldn't help but swallowed his saliva, "How many magic costumes does this kid have?"
"Whatever, if we kill him anyway, it's all ours." The red-armored mercenary licked the corner of his mouth, jumped off the horse, but stood thirty yards away and was not in a hurry to attack.
The two mercenaries began to play tricks. After watching the battle in Downton, they had a rough understanding of the boy's strength and didn't take it to heart at all. The real trouble was their companions. After all, facing huge wealth, who wouldn't want to
Monopoly? What’s more, they are not good people in the first place.
"Well, it turns out they are not working together. Maybe we can take advantage of it and defeat them one by one!" Downton watched the enemy's actions and analyzed the intelligence.
"The Cheap God only offers a 10% discount for two soul-level divine spells, and requires you to sacrifice 500 souls and pay them off in five days!" Homer displayed the magic flame style on the page to report the outcome of the negotiation.
"Let it die and take advantage of it, right? Tell it, at most 50% off, or I will sacrifice it to another god!" Downton handed the battle ax to No. 4, leaving a string of angry words in a flurry of words.
Text, "It's just a cheap god, why does he pretend to be a big-tailed wolf?"
"The price is not high. If you put it on any altar in the Western Continent, it will cost at least 600 soul sacrifices, but it will definitely fail because the specifications of the sacrifice are too low. I won't pay attention to you." Although Homer said it was cheap.
God was aggrieved, but he showed no mercy when it came to bargaining down the price.
"What is this kid doing?" Mustache didn't understand. He was about to fight, but he was still in the mood to write something, "It can't be a suicide note, right?"
"Creation, understand? Don't you think the scenery here is beautiful? What a pity it would be not to write a sonnet to commemorate it?" Downton's acting skills are excellent, and he looks serious, and you can't tell that he is procrastinating at all.
time.
"Crazy." Mustache cursed, "Don't be stunned, chop him down and leave."
"How do you know I'm a psychopath? Oh, I should take medicine!" Downton was stunned, took out a bottle filled with yellow medicine, quickly opened the cap and poured it into his stomach.
"Stoneskin Potion? Are you kidding us?"
How could the two mercenaries not recognize these commonly used defensive potions, not to mention that after Downton drank it, a layer of slightly yellowish stone armor immediately appeared on his skin.
Downton moved his hands and feet. The Stoneskin Armor gained about twenty pounds of weight and made the joints a little stiffer. There was nothing he could do about it. This was the drawback of low-grade medicine.
The female shopkeeper of Wolf and Spice is a great potion master, and the stone skin potion she prepares is of high quality. Compared with the popular products, the effect is at least 30% higher, otherwise Downton would be even more uncomfortable with it.
"Hey, what did you say?" Downton looked at No. 4 and made a listening gesture.
The two mercenaries exchanged glances and were about to attack, but saw Downton's startled look and stopped again.
"It's done, two hundred and fifty soul sacrifices, paid in five days, no more." Homer finally completed the negotiation in time, otherwise Downton would not be able to delay it.
"Deal, let's call for delivery as soon as possible!" Downton sneered. He made a lot of money. Two hundred and fifty ordinary ghoul souls, for him, is just twenty minutes of work. If he encounters a soul...
The unlucky guy who has reached the first level needs to finish it faster.
"I have never seen a guy who asked God for credit and was so domineering. By the way, you are definitely the first guy to ask God for elementary magic, and you are the first one in tens of thousands of years!" Homer sighed.
I took a breath and thought to myself, God of cheapness, you are really miserable.
The sacrificers were all afraid that the gods would look down on the sacrifices they prepared and would not show favor to them. After all, they were gods with very high appearance fees.
Not to mention that they are not willing to waste sacrifices on elementary magic and other rubbish that are not even divine favors. Even if they wanted to, they would not be able to enter any altar because the paladin guarding the altar would
Just beat them to death.
Is this looking down upon God? The divine favors bestowed upon me, regardless of martial arts or magic, are at least at the dragon-slaying level.
"Be careful!" Homer stopped thinking and floated directly, watching the battle from a high position.
"This kid is bluffing, there's nothing to be afraid of!" Hong Jia saw through it, held the scimitar, and rushed forward.
Mustache, who uses Warhammer, follows closely and double-teams Downton from the other side.
Whoosh, whoosh, two golden arrows suddenly shot out from the grimoire and pierced Downton's head and eyebrows.
The two mercenaries were shocked by this 'accident' and couldn't figure out what Downton was doing? Was it suicide?
Being cautious, they slowed down their pace, which gave Downton, whose head felt like being hit by a battering ram, a brief respite.
The black curtain in front of him disappeared, and Downton regained consciousness. He immediately found two more spells in his head. The battle situation was urgent. He immediately waved his hand and released the magic.
As Downton raised his hand, three golden peaks of light, like quicksand, fell on his head.
"Three magical skills to start with?" the red-armored mercenary was furious, "Come on, this insidious boy has a trump card!"
The power of Heracles, the endurance of Gaia, and the agility of the jungle filled Downton's body in an instant, doubling his physical fitness. Even the stone-skin armor made him feel a lot lighter, but he
Not satisfied yet, he grabbed the Titan statue and directly extracted the power contained on it.
Downton's muscles bulge and swell, making the tight leather armor fuller, which is very visually beautiful.
The red-armored mercenary got close and slashed Downton's neck with his scimitar. Mustache also came from behind and hit his head with a hammer.
Under the command of the soul power, No. 4 rushed towards Mustache without fear of death.
The damaged vocal cords let out a hoarse roar, and the claws swung. The ghoul's ferocious appearance made Mustache instinctively frightened. He gave up attacking Downton and blocked No. 4.
Roar!
Downton exhaled and roared loudly, and the harsh and huge sound immediately filled the surrounding space.
This is the Giant's Roar, a control-type martial skill that covers a wide range, but the closer the distance, the greater the damage suffered.
The two mercenaries felt that their eardrums were about to be shattered. There was a buzzing in their ears, and their heads were dizzy and painful.
Under this kind of interference, the movements of the mercenaries were naturally slowed down, but they were all experienced and activated their soul shields immediately for defense.
Giant slaying!
Downton held the tearing dragon tooth and slashed hard at the red-armored mercenary. The ax blade collided with a soul shield.
Bang, the shield was destroyed and the magic energy collapsed.
Downton took advantage of the opportunity and struck the red-armored mercenary on the waist with a backhand axe.
The soul shield blocked it, but Downton had added the power of the troll. The powerful force caused the ball shield to rebound and hit the red-armored mercenary, knocking him away.
The two mercenaries are each surrounded by two fist-sized shields, which means that they are both soul level two, and the difference is not very big.
"You can fight!" Downton lunged forward, raised his battle ax, and slashed at the red-armored mercenary again. A clenched fist rune pattern flashed past his head.
The power of the giant is also activated!
Downton's tactics are very clear. He must kill one person with all his strength within twenty seconds, otherwise the threat will be even greater when they are surrounded.
"I am Di Polo!" The red-armored mercenary came to his senses, watched the ax slash down quickly, uttered a curse word, and dodged in a panic.
Although they had known for a long time that Downton's martial arts were very powerful, the two mercenaries were still afraid to experience the scene of having their shields blown apart with one strike, and they stopped being contemptuous.
"Full firepower!" Mustache was originally planning to delay the fight with the ghouls and waste more time on his companions in order to finally grab the spoils. However, when he saw Downton erupting, he immediately changed his mind and blasted the war hammer at the ghouls.
Ghost's head.
If it were a wandering free ghoul, it would be blown up at this moment. Unfortunately, No. 4 had an owner, and under the command of the soul power, he nimbly dodged to the side.
Mustache was in a dilemma. Downton's consecutive attacks were out of his attack range. If he chased after him, he would expose his back to the ghoul. Even if it was just an ordinary ghoul, he wouldn't dare.
Toda.
"Did this kid hit him by mistake? Or was it intentional?" Mustache chose to kill the ghoul first. His companion was at level two, so even if he couldn't win, he could still block it for a few seconds.
Mustache didn't notice that their mentality had changed. From initial contempt to now cautious treatment, this was proof of Downton's strength.
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ps: In order to make the list, the afternoon update will be moved to midnight, please understand!