For example, thunder and lightning elements and wood elements are all variant elements. Among these elements, the most special ones are the sacred element that represents light and the dark element that represents darkness. The sacred element is the main healing element. Basically, most magic has healing or
Soothing effect, while dark
The black element is the main killer, generally more bloodthirsty and brutal. These two elements are natural enemies. Unlike the four basic elements, they restrict each other, but if there is a strength gap, they can still live in peace. Once a person possesses the sacred element and the dark element
When we meet, it will definitely be a fight to the death."
Ling Fei's face remained calm, but in his heart he suddenly thought of those unconscious goblins and tauren, and also thought of the violent and bloodthirsty elements in himself. Could this be the legendary dark element? Subconsciously
Yes, Ling Fei took two steps back and became cautious.
"Master Kai, are you okay?" the warrior standing in front of the young man asked carefully.
The young man behind him was suddenly blocked by the warrior, but he did not receive a direct attack. However, just the aftermath made his fair face become even paler. He looked at the stall owner in front of him blankly, his eyes full of horror.
From his point of view, the other party was like a ferocious beast, which made him dare not make any unnecessary movements. This kind of oppressive power was something that even the most powerful elder in the family had never brought to him.
When the young man heard the warrior's question, he came back to his senses and smiled reluctantly:
"I'm fine, thank you Uncle Gus."
People like to watch the excitement. This neighborhood was originally a place with not many people. Suddenly, there were loud shouts and shouts, and then a strange man using white magic appeared inexplicably, which immediately attracted the attention of the busybodies.
Interested people also began to squeeze forward, hoping to find a good seat and watch a good show. To them, every gathering and dispute in Bobo City was a free show, and this time was no exception. Taking advantage of the flow of people,
, several of Mo Ni's bodyguards also quietly appeared behind the eldest lady, always alert to the surrounding situation.
Before this majesty could be displayed, he was forcibly suppressed. When the young man named Kai looked at the ugly stall owner, anger flashed in his eyes, but more of it was fear. He restrained his arrogance just now.
He looked startled and raised his hands. He was about to speak, but the stall owner stopped him with his hand and looked at the magician with interest.
The lazy stall owner let out a sigh, then cast his eyes on the magician behind him and said lightly:
"Requiem Song, yes, I have entered the door. It has been hundreds of years since I saw a holy boy who can use Requiem Song. Whose disciple are you?"
When the ugly man opened his mouth, everyone was shocked. Not only the people around him, but also the expressions of the warrior and the magician who had been dealing with it calmly changed several times.
The meaning of this sentence is very obvious. This is a pervert who looks middle-aged, but is actually an old monster. Everyone can hear it. The respected warriors think more deeply, but with a coercive look,
It can make someone who has entered the middle stage of his senior level tremble, and it has clearly told him that this person is definitely not a saint or even a person with higher martial arts cultivation. With his ability, the most he can do is just a pretentious warm-up exercise for others.
But the most shocking thing is indeed the man who is the sacred element magician. He is not the boy's bodyguard, but his master who received the invitation from the family patriarch to come together to see the rare Explosive Flame Dragon Scales. However, due to
The master is refining a magic tool recently, and it's a critical moment, so I asked him to attend on his behalf.
His master said that magicians were very rare in the Rhea continent, and there were even fewer magicians who could become extremely powerful. Apart from the second apostle who had the strength of a great lord, his master had only seen
There are five magisters who have reached the level of lord, and his master is one of them.
As a rare magician of sacred elements among magicians, the entire continent of Rhea can be counted with no more than two hands, so the magic of the sacred system can be said to be rarely known, but this person in front of him looks like
The violent man opened his mouth to reveal the magic he had released. This shows that this man must be someone with the same strength as the lord, otherwise he would not be able to know his master's unique skills.
With this calculation, the magician naturally did not dare to appear indifferent anymore. He took a step forward respectfully and answered seriously:
"Returning to senior, I am a student of Magister Russell. My name is Mislin. I wonder who your senior is?"
When the stall owner heard Russell's name, he nodded thoughtfully, suddenly sat down cross-legged, subconsciously touched his chin with one hand, and muttered:
"It turns out that he is a student of that boy Russell. It seems that his strength has reached the level of a half-step magician. Oops, bother, it seems that I have to find some disciples as soon as possible."
Mi Silin listened to the stall owner's low voice, with veins bulging on his forehead. He was not happy that his respected teacher was called a brat, but he was casually told that even his cultivation level was
, and he seemed to have no respect for the Magister at all, which made him even more uneasy. This person was too unpredictable, so naturally he did not dare to have an attack, so he could only stay aside respectfully and not speak.
There were also people with sensitive ears among the onlookers. When they heard what the stall owner said, they realized that this weak-looking man turned out to be a half-step magician, and there was an uproar.
"Did you hear that? He is actually a half-step magician. He is a legendary master!"
One person whispered to his friend next to him, his face full of excitement.
His friend asked somewhat numbly: "Magister, how powerful is that?"
"Idiot, you know martial arts. Don't you know that magic is actually more noble? A magister is almost the same as a powerful saint in martial arts." The man explained patiently.
It was only then that his friend showed a surprised expression on his face and murmured:
"A strong man from the holy realm, my God, I don't think I can reach his level in this life."
The man also sighed: "Yes, let alone the strong ones in the Holy Realm, even the Venerables are high-ranking existences in our eyes, let alone the Holy Realm."
Immediately, he seemed to have thought of something and added: "But this stall owner also said that he is only a half-step magician, which means that he has not yet reached the holy realm."
Being treated like an exhibit, being surrounded by people and pointing at him, was not a scene that several of the experts who were usually treated by others could understand, especially the blond boy. His face was red with anger, and his fists were clenched.
It was so tight that it looked like it could explode at any time.
