The blacksmith shop of the old drunkard Baskar is quite famous, because people say that the weapons he forges are just like the magic tools made by the magicians of Kista, which are very cost-effective. However, the drunken old drunkard always thinks about this.
Very irritable, it seems that the world usually regards this as a compliment
His words were very crazy. Some people thought that the old blacksmith was a dwarf from the four lost ancient golden races. However, the old blacksmith was always eager to deny it, and even cursed and put his words in front of those people who had a discriminatory meaning, "
You are a dwarf, and your whole family is a dwarf!"
However, it is undeniable that the bold old blacksmith's craftsmanship and temperament also brought him some mercenary friends. After all, this is a country of mercenaries. As long as you can provide good resources, as long as you can adapt to the mercenaries' strong drinks.
People whose lives are full of variables and are either ordinary or legendary will warmly accept him. So, not surprisingly, the old blacksmith gained their recognition, and this blacksmith shop was built under the name of Aka.
The end of Fire Beacon Street in Nars' Mercenary City.
"Hey! Old Baskar! It seems that you have accepted a group of new employers? Or, old friends from the past?" The leader of the C-level mercenary group walked into the room with a swaying step, carrying a pool of liquor.
In some dilapidated blacksmith shops, the busy Baska stopped to talk to a man in a cloak. This surprised the leader of the Fire Rain Mercenary Group, because the two things Baska likes to do most are blacksmithing and drinking.
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"Not an employer, but a stranger. Okay, old friend, show me the good stuff you brought first. I will decide the quality of the weapon based on its quality." Baskar picked up the hammer and put it upright on his neck.
, that gray-looking leather armor actually looked quite ominous at this moment, like the clothing of a warrior.
"Forget it, old man, your taste is very good. I think Madis will be worried. His personality dimension that loves to mix water will be lost when he meets a guy like you who likes distillation. Madis this time
You're going to complain to me again." The mercenary leader left.
After entering, and just looking at the man in black robe, Pascal pushed the mercenary captain, who reluctantly knocked a jar of wine into his arms, "Ding dong!" A pleasant sound came from the leather-like material.
The gray leather armor came, and the mercenary leader narrowed his eyes.
"Hey!" The mercenary leader made a noisy voice as always, "I can't find the materials you use to make armor. It feels like metal when knocked, but it's very light. If you can make some for us,
Just a pair will be fine.”
"Give me a thousand jars of wine first, and I'll think about it later." Pascal muttered perfunctorily.
"This is the third time, old Baskar, you should also think about your rear. We are only a thousand miles away from the Berlin Forest. If the group of fire demons want to launch an offensive, in their gathering place
After being captured, it's our turn. Old man, don't you think about where you want to go in the future? Don't stay here to forge! You can see that this place is about to change. Even the leaders of the mages can appear.
In this alley, do you know what that means?"
"Master Mage's boss?" Pascal suddenly raised his spirits.
"It's something like immortals, right? Who knows? How can they have spirits and women worth paying attention to? They are all mouthy guys, biting things we don't know about." The mercenary captain grinned.
mouth, obviously very interested in talking about topics that Bhaskar didn't understand, he took off the inner bag of his thick leather jacket
After taking a sip from the silver wine bottle, he felt that his body had returned to its previous warm state before he continued, "They seem to be uniting with us. What a strange thing! Master mages think highly of us?! I guess it's Berlin Forest again."
Things are going to change, and we old guys have to find a way to hide."
"That's very good, but are you just guessing? I'm not just blacksmithing here, but I also have a steady stream of wine mines! They also owe me a lot of spirits!" Pascal also laughed,
He patted the black-robed man on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, it looks like it's going to be busy here again. After you have taken care of things, leave as soon as possible. If you have to leave something behind, remember to bring over the most precious wines of the mages.
I want to taste them and drink them
What kind of smell is it? Is it like the astringent taste in the mouth like what the old guy Fnoliko said?" Paska pointed the hammer at the beating table. There were some strange patterns carved on the unknown stone slab, and Huoyu Maid
The commander of the regiment once asked the old blacksmith if it was an old thing. The old blacksmith replied vaguely, "It was there when I was making iron. I have been using it since it looked strong. Don't pay attention to it unless you don't want me to."
Make weapons for you!
"Ding! Dang!" The rhythmic knocking sound sounded again, the stove roared, blowing up large amounts of gray smoke, and the old guys were talking at their throats about tangerine peel and rotten millet. From a distance, it looked like a noisy
market....
"Are you hurt?"
In front of the dark sea of skeletons, the few remaining Holy Light priests used the power of Holy Light to provide final blessing to their companions. "Don't panic! Captain Linkton has broken out and will be able to bring reinforcements soon. Everyone, hold on."
Stop!" Craven stood on the front line, the copper rod in his hand falling apart.
Emitting a clear silver glow, he stood on the front line, using his stick skills and evil-breaking spells in turn to reduce his excessive consumption. This is a world belonging to demons, undead and human beings. At a glance, there is a vast white area, which is piled up.
The white terror of mountains of bones and corpses, slightly
The red with a hint of rouge is soaked with the deepest terror of living beings. The transformation of demons can be ten times more effective here. Linkton and the others suspect that this is the so-called abyss. No scholar has recorded this plane at all.
No, so when the crusade started
, all the emptiness caused the originally high-spirited Holy Light Messengers to gradually sink into the boundless fog of confusion, with no trace of life in sight, as if they had walked into the stomach of a chaotic beast, and could only wait helplessly to be destroyed by it.
The secreted digestive juice corrodes and completely disappears into this foggy world.
"Kraven, you should take a rest first. The skeletons have their limits. Look, their offensive has been suspended." A Discipline Knight couldn't bear to see Kraven working so hard to stop most of the skeleton tide for them.
Levin's face changed slightly. The limits of the skeletons were not revealed at this time. The skeleton demons who specialized in strengthening their bodies were still licking the soul fire and remains of their companions in the distance. They were waiting for their fat group.
Meat also falls into their rations and they won't stop at a time like this!
"Zrazla!" Purple thunder fire hooked up, flying in the sky, scattering countless tiny thunder shards. These thunder shards falling on the skin would only cause slight paralysis, but Kraven's face suddenly changed, "Holy Light Knot"
Realm! How much power of Holy Light do you still have left?"
"I only have 40% left now."
"I still have 60% left!"
"We can no longer continue to resist directly. The transformation power of thunder shards is even more domineering than that of the fire demon. Even the skeleton demons are afraid of these thunder shards that directly destroy the power of soul fire! We try to run to the skeleton demon.
We are more attractive to them than to those lifeless skeletons, let’s go!” Kraven smashed the skull of a skeleton warrior with a stick, and annihilated it together with the falling blue soul fire.
"Quack." The skeleton demon stood on the hill of bones. Seeing the purple rain scattered in the sky, he was obviously disgusted. A total of six skeleton demon leaders directly grabbed the accompanying skeletons and held them on their heads, looking for ways to avoid the thunderbolts.
In the bunker, the low-level skeletons were not afraid, they just rushed forward quietly.
The flashing soul fire was extinguished by thunder dust, like a dandelion blown up by a hurricane. It was dismantled directly from the head into a pile of bones to raise the foundation of the Bone World. Fortunately, these skeletons were suppressed by the effect of thunder dust and defeated
Levin and the others escaped a little faster, but the priest was born with
There are certain limitations on the body's numerical value, and it is impossible to keep up with the Discipline Knights in terms of movement speed. Therefore, in order to protect the priests, the Discipline Knights had to slow down their speed and surround the priests in a circle. As a spellbreaker, Kraven did not have a bishop.
When leading a team with a commanding clergy such as
As the commander, Kraven alone opened the way in front, and the others followed behind him. The power of the milky white holy light transformed into a soft curtain of light, covering them just right. Kraven's face became paler, and his physical and mental strength...
The double consumption greatly increased the difficulty for him to master the Holy Light Barrier.
"Send light!" The priest who still retains some power will transfer his holy light power to Kraven. As a price, his holy light power will be in a slump for a short period of time. This is why the priest has always been regarded as
The priority for protection is the same as that of spellbreakers. Even the higher the level, the more important the priest's importance is emphasized.
"We may have to speed up. The Skeleton Demons seem to have noticed our pressure and started to speed up. If we can't find a bunker as soon as possible, I'm afraid there will be some trouble! Heath, how is the charging of the Little Cup of Light God? If
If we have no choice, we may have to use it in advance." Craven didn't look back.
They have maintained such a high-intensity march for three months, and this is only a calculation in this world. The outside world does not know how long it was. When they left, Linkton took away one of the only two small cups of the God of Light in the team.
, it may be okay to escape with Linkton’s strength, but the key is not knowing whether he will be dragged along the way.
Extension, because when they first separated from the main team, they also tried to start returning to the team, but there seemed to be some kind of interference force here, and it was difficult to find the direction. The small Cup of the God of Light was modeled after the Cup of the God of Light scattered in Tunsteen Castle.
A magic weapon can normally absorb the power of holy light from the environment. When it is fully charged, it can directly
It is passed on to all believers under the Lord God of Light. Another function is to locate the Pope who is the subject of the Cup of the Little God of Light. Yes, the magic weapon of Kista was created by the Pope in another form, and
As the collector of faith in the God of Light in the mortal world, the power of the Pope is the power of the Lord of Light in the mortal world!
"Kraven, if you really want to use it, just use it. We have to believe in Captain Linkton's strength and we have to protect ourselves!" said a Discipline Knight.
"Yes! Kraven, captain, if you really need it, you can use it. The role that the spellbreaker can play can be said to be comprehensive. You can break the restrictions of priests and discipline knights!"
Kraven didn't speak, but just followed the Skeleton Demon silently. When the lightning stopped, it would be the final decisive battle. There was no point in escaping. Finding the bunker was the best chance to bring this battle to an end...
..
"Well, here we go." Liming stepped into this bustling auction house and heard a familiar voice. Miss Lolita? Liming turned to the other side with the maliciousness of complaining before, and found that they were just ordinary waiters. They
They were dressed exquisitely, just like a mage apprentice, wearing a simple magic cloak and simple and elegant gentleman's clothes, just like the gentry attending a dinner party in the X-Land Middle Ages. Perhaps, they still lacked a cane, Li Ming guessed boredly.
"You seem to be very used to this place. I thought that someone like you might not be used to such a big scene."
Brother Fox, please, when you say this, can you calmly tuck the part above your neck under my chest and tie?!
"Brother Fox, according to what you said, have you participated in similar activities?" Liming handed the fourth-level magician badge he obtained through the assessment to the waiter who checked his identity. He handed over a special half-face mask decorated with light golden powder.
In the hands of Ming Ming, for Ming Ming to have such a
He didn't seem surprised by these weird behaviors. Liming curiously looked at the mages who entered the golden fortress with gentle steps, and found that four or five of them would bring little guys like foxes with them. Haha
, co-authored by Brother Fox, this is how you entered the scene!
"It's not what you think. Most of Kista's mages keep docile monsters in captivity..."
"There are also gentle monsters?"
"Nonsense! Have you ever seen a race where there are only warriors and no cowards?"
"Beast Demon Clan?!"
"No, you haven't seen it before."
"Berserker?"
"Is this just a profession? Dawn, do you really understand this world? I believe you even if you say you are a monster in human form!"
"No, a beast ghost and berserker!"
"..." Brother Fox didn't seem to intend to talk about this topic for too long. He just paused and said, "Some of the Warcraft seem to have gradually degenerated and lost their violence after being kept in captivity for a long time, and gradually recovered to be like us."
It is incredible that a monster is as rational as a monster. What is even more incredible is that about 30,000 years ago, a holy magician cultivated a monster with wisdom that was not inferior to that of humans. Later, the monster in captivity basically
They are all gentle, and they changed their names and were named Demon Pets."
"Brother Fox, don't you feel a sense of shame when you talk about this? Doesn't the history of your race being enslaved make you hate human mages?" Li Ming couldn't help but complain.
"Compared to being like fools who only know how to eat and reproduce, they seem to have learned more things about magic pets. Maybe you mages will pay the price yourself in the future. This is not a history of humiliation for mages. It should be said that if Warcraft
The possibility of returning to a monster beast can be said to be a kind of luck?" When the fox said this, his eyes like stars and moon revealed a hint of depth.
"I'm very, very happy that you think so." Liming replied dryly, but she didn't expect this guy to be so serious. "Then again, did we miss something?" Liming walked to the corridor as wide as X road.
, the flash of light at the end of the dark corridor makes people think of it, and the boiling sound waves are constantly erupting from it, as if standing between the angry waves. (To be continued)