The knight, whose vision, the most important of the five senses, was blocked, did not expect that there would be sharp arrows coming from the dark. The energy field stirred by the fighting skills covered up the dangerous fluctuations from the front, so Ian did not sense himself yet.
Despite being injured, he was shot as expected.
However, the opponent's Dou Qi Shayi, which could basically ignore the strength of level 4 attack magic, was easily punctured like a bubble. The mysterious arrow penetrated into the body of the senior knight, and then submerged into his body bit by bit as if alive, and finally disappeared completely.
not see.
Looking at the silver hand again, there was not a single inch of wound on the body, but his eyes suddenly opened as if struck by lightning, his twisted face was filled with pain, and then he flew backwards into a pile of gold coins, where he did not know whether he was alive or dead.
Only then did Ian fall to the ground in pain. A horrifying hole the size of a fist was exposed on his right chest. Through the wound, you could clearly see his beating heart. Then the blood reacted and spewed out, as spectacular as a fountain.
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Jasmine hugged Ian, and the blood immediately soaked the hem of her skirt. The wet touch immediately made her burst into tears. At this moment, her mind went blank, and she couldn't care about the enemy that was about to appear. Her hands were dead
He pressed hard on Ian's wound, hoping that it would have some effect.
"Mo...Li, why are you crying!" Ian asked weakly, the severe pain was attacking his brain, so he had to divert his attention to endure it.
"Bah, I'm not crying, it's just smokey eyes... How are you?" Jasmine sobbed as she answered, not realizing the strangeness in her words at all.
The empty underground space has been filled with white smoke for some time, and the smoke is continuously coming out of the corridor and gradually filling the entire treasure room.
The seriously injured Ian became more sober. He immediately struggled to put his hand on the other person's hand and said through the voice: "There is something wrong with the smoke. Hold your breath for now."
Only then did Jasmine come to her senses and did as she was told. Then she asked worriedly, "What about you?" She looked at the big hole covered by her palms, with faint tears.
Ian closed his eyes instead of using his head, and said through the voice: "I hurt my lungs. It doesn't matter whether I breathe or not. I have an alchemy potion in my pocket. Please help me sprinkle some on the wound to temporarily stop the bleeding."
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Jasmine suddenly realized it, and then she remembered that she also had a more precious healing potion in her hand, so she immediately took out two or three bottles of potion from her space ring and sprinkled it on. Ian's bleeding condition immediately improved.
"Tsk tsk, what a loving couple!"
A proud laugh accompanied the appearance of a black shadow, and a man in a gray cloak stood beside them, but did not move towards them. He just glanced at them briefly and walked past the two of them towards the pile of gold coins.
Jasmine didn't feel any energy fluctuations. Obviously, this person's strength was much higher than hers, and the magic that was comparable to the sixth level of strength just now seemed to prove the identity of the person who came here.
"Come out, Silver Hand has more than this strength." He said calmly.
Sure enough, countless gold coins exploded in the next moment, and a golden rain began to fall in the empty underground space.
"I knew it!" The gray cloak laughed strangely, and immediately pulled his body back, and the magic energy around him began to riot.
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Ian has never felt the blood draining from the body so clearly before. It is a very strange feeling. It is as if someone is tearing your nerves bit by bit, and then tearing your muscles. The nerve is broken.
The moment it falls off, you will no longer feel the warmth in your chest, you will only "feel" cold, and then no matter how much you tear his muscles, he won't feel it anymore.
And as his vision became increasingly blurry and his mind began to drift, he knew that his journey to another world might be over.
"What a bad decision." He thought, how nice it would be if he wasn't so reckless this time. But he suddenly thought that this was not actually reckless, it was just that the difference in strength was too big.
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"What?" Jasmine's tears had subsided and she was looking for an opportunity, but was attracted by Ian's soliloquy.
But Ian could no longer hear Jasmine's words. The appearance of his parents in his previous life suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and tears flowed down unsatisfactorily.
"It's great, maybe I can see you again." He murmured.
"What!" Jasmine was completely crying this time. She had seen dead people, and the dying person was exactly like Ian.
At this moment, there is no other moment that can compare with her desire to be promoted to a gifted person.
It’s not about comparison, it’s not about glory, I just want to master the healing arts. It’s ridiculous to say that there are six basic healing arts that people with positive energy can master, but negative energy wizards can barely master one of them until they are promoted to geniuses.
Jasmine promises that she has never heard a sadder joke than this one.
"No, I don't allow it..." Jasmine also fell into gibbering.
The delicate beauty's pear blossoms are covered with rain, and she is extremely sad.
Finally, she remembered her identity as a hunter, and 20 achievement points were enough to use the flying spell for two hours. Ian had just redeemed the flying spell, but was plotted by the negative energy wizard. At this time, Jasmine also immediately seized the opportunity, preparing to bring
Dying, he ran away to seek help.
"Flying Spell? No, no, Flying Spell is a sixth-level magic... Is it a high-level witchcraft?"
Unexpectedly, the wizard in the fierce battle could actually notice the outermost situation. Just when Jasmine was floating with Ian in his arms, the wizard's voice of surprise came. The next moment, a lord-level undead appeared at the entrance of the corridor.
Blocking their way.
"Stay still, or I will let your little lover die immediately." The wizard's threatening words came. Jasmine, who had been holding her breath for a long time, could no longer bear to inhale the white smoke. Her body became weak for a while, and she suddenly fell to the ground -
—Smoke is indeed poisonous.
The undead was a rare lord-level mage whose strength was comparable to that of a gifted wizard among wizards. Such a being had to make Jasmine listen to the wizard. She knew that what the talented wizard coveted was the secret of the flying spell.
"So...hungry."
When Jasmine was at a loss what to do, Ian screamed, and people immediately discovered his abnormality.
She didn't know when, but the wound she was pressing on with her hands had completely healed. The thick touch made her move her hands away, and she immediately saw fair and tender skin.
What's going on?
She wiped the tears off her face, her eyes filled with confusion.
"So hungry!"
Ian grabbed her right hand, feeling as if ants were crawling across his heart. A feeling of hunger instantly came over him. Energy around him was rapidly gathering, with a vague attitude of devouring everything.
So hungry!!!!
Ian only felt that his body was covered with mouths, and countless mouths were chewing and swallowing. The energy, mental power, and even the flesh and blood in his body were hoarse by them bit by bit.
"Help me!" In the chaos, Ian grabbed a warm and tender hand, just like the rock he clung to a second before drowning and suffocating. He hugged it tightly without letting go, and kept praying.
Jasmine stroked Ian's chest and clearly sensed the hunger signals from the flesh and blood in this body. She finally understood that after suffering fatal injuries, Ian's body instincts were stimulated, and the talent factors hidden in his blood began to dominate his body.
Repairing such a fatal injury in a short period of time shows that Ian's talent is a healing type. I don't know whether it is passive or has an active effect.
But this is not the most critical thing right now. The most important thing now is to solve the energy problem.
Every promotion of wizards requires huge amounts of energy, so they always choose places with abundant energy to advance.
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l. Such as energy veins and high energy field areas such as Norton Mountain.
Although the obsidian here does not block the energy field, its own energy is far from enough.
What to do, what to do!
Jasmine hurriedly took out the sixteen level four energy stones from the space ring. This was already the entire inventory she had mined with Ian last time, and it was obviously a drop in the bucket.
There is no shortage of energy stones here, but the people fighting inside are all bursting out with attacks that can be said to be level 5 magic power. She who has only level 4 protective spells can only say that she is seeking death.
But... because the body was insufficiently supplied with external energy, it had begun to eat away at its own flesh and blood, and the originally burly figure was transforming into a mummy at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The white smoke obscured everyone's sight, but the loud noises that erupted from time to time showed that the Silver Hand and the gifted person still had not decided the winner. The Necromancer was ordered not to allow the two of them to escape, so as long as Jasmine did not get close
The corridor will not be attacked.
"Just die."
She gritted her teeth and flew directly towards the place where the silver treasure chest was placed in her memory. Fortunately, she didn't hit the two of them. It didn't take four seconds to reach a distance of 20 yards. Unfortunately, the flying spell could move the limp body, but it couldn't drive it.
It took Jasmine, who was harmed by the poisonous smoke, more than a minute to tremble and carry the treasure chest back.
The treasure chest was unlocked. Obviously its owner had never thought that outsiders would set foot here one day. Such confidence actually benefited Ian.
Jasmine opened the box with her mouth, and a powerful energy suddenly burst out in all directions. After reaching a certain critical point, it immediately shrank back. Everything was caught off guard.
"Damn thief!"
The wizard and the knight cursed angrily at the same time, but no one stopped, because they all knew that there was an undead lord guarding outside, and Jasmine couldn't escape. Instead of being distracted and being attacked by the opponent, it is better to wait for the winner to be determined and then slowly deal with it.
The awakened one.
The Heart of Magrov, the legendary Heart of the Holy Shield, a second-level magic item, is lying quietly in the box.
The egg-sized piece of amber was crystal clear, and a steady stream of water elements were drawn from the void, causing the surrounding area to be covered with a layer of mist. Jasmine subconsciously took a deep breath at it, and her limp body immediately felt relieved.
She knew immediately that it was genuine, so she took it out with difficulty and fed it to Ian's mouth.
Ian, who was moaning and groaning, felt as if his whole body was on fire. After touching the cold amber, he opened his mouth wide and swallowed it without thinking. Jasmine looked at it with fear and fear that this guy would be stuck.
But it turned out that her worries were unnecessary. As soon as the Heart of the Holy Shield entered Ian's body, his mummification phenomenon stopped immediately, and he no longer screamed for hunger. His whole body gradually became rosy, and the white smoke seemed to have no effect on him.
No, Jasmine's heart was finally relieved.
In the entire Navia Peninsula, all high-level wizards, who are higher-ranking beings than those in the realm, have sensed one thing, that is - there is an awakening of divine talent, and several majestic consciousnesses are in the air at one time.
Wandering back and forth on the peninsula, but at the same time avoiding the Devonshire area, it is extremely strange.
"Is it the area where that person is?"
"It's the only place I haven't checked yet, so that's probably true."
"It's a pity. God's talent is like a saint. If you cultivate it properly, you will be a saint."
"Haha, if you're greedy, go grab it. That person is probably not at home at the moment. If you go, we can swear not to tell anyone."
"agree!"
"agree!"
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There was silence for a while, and finally someone spoke.
"In that case, then it all depends on who makes the decision."
A few majestic consciousnesses exchanged a few words and then dispersed, as if they had never existed.