Just when Li Ming was still sighing that life was impermanent and that he was like an ant under the gods who could not guarantee his survival day and night, the voice in his ears became louder and louder. Li Ming turned around and saw the halberd impatiently being grabbed onto his shoulder. Liu Mei frowned.
The opponent, why is this guy here again? Doesn’t look at the order of positioning? Are you the legendary free man?
"Let's do this. You and I will make a bet first. Just before the next round of undead power comes in, how about comparing the number of our merits? I won't disrupt your battle rhythm. I have shown my utmost understanding.
You, don't you dare to compete with me?" The heroic face is full of stubbornness. It seems that it is better to just follow this guy's will, but he is afraid that if this guy gets his way,
Do you feel a little guilty because your life was wasted?
"What's the reason for being so persistent?" Liming felt helpless.
"I almost forgot to mention that I am the attacker of the A-level mercenary group Wild Wolf Mercenary Group. Bernice, I heard from Evank that you are very powerful. That kid's temper is notoriously stubborn. You actually
I was surprised to be recognized by him. I happened to meet you again on a mission, and I wanted to see you.
Let’s see what’s so great about you. As of now, except for the skeletal pig you just killed, which is a bit interesting, the others are just for practice. What? Don’t you have any pride as a mercenary?” Bernice
It seemed that he had thought about his rhetoric in advance, but Li Ming really fell for it.
"Yeah, I'm honored to be so valued by you, so let's compare it." Liming replied calmly, but in the bottom of his heart, he was thinking that if he was called by a weapon according to his usual naming method, well
, no good, not good, forget it, this situation should be more serious, there is always a time for nicknames.
The battle continues as usual. The momentum at the beginning will soon be exhausted, and all that is left is fatigue and vigilance. The longer the battle, the more panic and numbness will become. Who will lie down first, yourself or the other party? No, this is not appropriate, because
With the intervention of the corrupted soil, you still have a chance to stand up again, but by then you won't think about it.
"Don't let that guy get away! That's a mid-level messenger who will be promoted to the lord!"
Just when Liming was still playing health-preserving Tai Chi style with the Skeleton Demon, you were advancing and I was retreating, and they were showing respect to each other, Liming suddenly heard a sharp sound, Mingshi? What is that? Why are everything on my side so average?
Massive undead? Are you so bad that even your enemies are of average quality? You can’t say you’re lucky, right? Tongpo! Dawn briefly checked the battlefield situation of the two people that she had been focusing on while trying to find the strange undead.
Where exactly.
"Buzz!" Liming's heartbeat slowed down, and her body felt like it was covered in frost. Liming subconsciously mobilized Dawn's power for protection. Several low-level skeleton demons that were fighting with Liming were dyed with a layer of emerald blue, and became thin.
skeletal trunk far
From a distance, it looks like an ice sculpture made by a skilled craftsman. Dawn quickly closes in, and misty shadows move around. It has already arrived, or it seems to be targeting him. Why? Just because he has exploded several times.
Dawn power?
"Caracara" Li Ming suddenly turned around to tear the air apart, only to see half of the ice statue slowly sliding down in front of him. That transparent face that gave off a slight glimmer of light in the dim light was very familiar to Li Ming. Li Ming kicked the remaining pieces.
The ice statue under the sun, sinking my heart, in the morning
The mercenaries nearby noticed that their bodies were covered with a layer of frosty white. They hurriedly eliminated the enemies at hand and inquired about the situation with acquaintances. Unfortunately, the undead soon pounced on them again. They gave up and stood in pairs to look after each other and wait.
to reveal the lurking enemy.
It was moving around Dawn at a flickering speed. Tongpo tightly covered the surroundings of Dawn but could not directly capture the opponent's specific figure. The blurry outline appeared in Dawn's mind, which was roughly a gray shadow dragging a body.
And the dark sickle, Liming has kicked over his own several times during the game with the opponent.
In the ice sculpture, the opponent's body seemed to be constantly changing between reality and illusion. Dawn clearly captured the opponent paused before flickering to a certain place and then swung the sickle. The frost spread out like feathers and was chopped by it.
The one that was hit was a mid-level skeleton demon. Before it was hit, it was still fighting against a fifth-level swordsman.
The next moment, it froze in place, its soul dimmed inch by inch, and finally turned into complete darkness. It was cut into pieces by the unconscious swordsman. It was also at that moment that Li Ming saw its face clearly. Its face was a flat surface.
, there is only a pair of pale golden soul fire that is about to fade away from the blue. It wears the silhouette of the night, and there is no pure black.
The robe is coated with a ferocious illusory face. The slender, even noble and elegant sickle does not have the calm appearance of slashing. There is a sad soul growing on the dark blade, and it defiantly cuts it.
The scythe faced Dawn, and Dawn easily sensed a sign of domain transformation from it.
Yes, the domain, it seems that the difficulty of these undead souls to create a domain is higher than that of ordinary creatures. It is not until the sixth level that they will release domain power similar to that realized by the fifth-level creatures of the main plane. They are no longer in chaos, they understand what they want.
Maybe they could talk, but they didn't want to waste time with creatures that had become food.
"Whoops!" The cold wave rolled in, and Dawn quietly accumulated aqua blue deposits on her body. Feeling the changes in the external environment, her ice scale armor actually trembled with emotions. They were urging Dawn to remove this overestimating messenger.
Solved, Li Mingjing's arms were carried on the eve of the arrival of the sickle.
He crossed his hands with Tie Kong on his chest, and the biting coldness spread along Tie Kong towards the main body of Dawn. The ice scale armor sucked in the frozen power mixed with the rotten atmosphere and fed it back to Dawn's pure water magic power. With a thought in Dawn's mind, the water spirit guardian connected herself and
Wrapped up by the underworld messenger wielding a sickle, the latter seems to have something to say
Feeling excited, it rushed towards the water spirit guardian boundary, swung the sickle, and the gray and dark blue magic was wrapped around the magic sickle that harvested life. The sound of "咵咚" shattering mirrors was heard, but it saw that the water curtain was not there.
Disappeared, Dawn shrunk the scope of the water spirit's protection, but the underworld envoy could not contain his body
Moving closer to the dawn, it made an angry scream, and its body returned to illusion. The afterimage of the sickle circled the dawn like a burning flame. The dawn waited quietly, and the rapidly moving soul fire flickered on and off. The sound of the wind
It blurs Dawn's perception, but Tongpo does not.
Here! The soul is shocked! Dawn squeezes the air with both hands and rushes towards the predetermined direction. The body of Mingshi stagnates, and the soul fire solidifies. It realizes that something is wrong with Dawn but is still unwilling to give up resistance, or it is too
Not willing to give in, it is obviously just a little bit away from the life rank of mere cannon fodder to reach a more noble life.
How could it be here at the level of life? It was so angry that it burst out of the ground. The boiling ice power surged out. The ground was reduced to snow-white ice marks. The scythe sipped the rare delicacy and greedily transformed itself. The giant scythe blade began to
Expanding, the narrow and sharp sickle tip revealed a dangerous edge. It clenched the handle of the sickle and smashed it madly at the dawn that was facing it and tearing the air apart.
"Hiss la la" At the last moment, it heard the source of its confused sound. It saw its sickle shrinking in the middle, invisible force pulling its power, and the extracted power was injected into him.
body, until the dreamy water shadow hit it hard, hitting its pair of almost light gold soul fire, and it woke up and saw the light above Li Ming's head.
The supreme figure surrounded by the sea that cannot be desecrated is the power that is separated from the worldly power. The law is what they pay attention to. As for the attribute magic power controlled by the law, it is simply a toy for them to knead at will.
At this moment, the watery light on the surface overwhelmed the blue sky and was transformed into a flowing and graceful arc like a swimming fish, "Cut!"
"Buzz" The firelight died out in an instant, and the gray shadow withered in the air. Dawn felt a pure power fed back to herself.
"Li Ming, this is my power. You and I are both warriors. Warriors are the best match for weapons. I am the water god, water is my weapon, and weapons will always be held by warriors." Liming heard.
Her long-lost pride and appraisal echoed in her ears...
The light was a little dark, but it was enough to see the writing on the book clearly. The "squeaking" sound of the rotating mechanism was followed by the long "rumble" sound of the door opening. Bright light shone into the room, and the friend stamped his foot to signal the people inside.
Although the previous series of sounds were enough to let the people inside know about her arrival.
"Do you have a clue?" The friend saw that although the overall layout of the house was neat, the desk was filled with strange utensils, which contained purple-black plants that exuded a taboo aura. They were monsters from the abyss. Even though someone kept telling them
People who have studied them say, "It may be a product of alchemy." However, these tenaciously spreading and growing magic vines make it difficult for people to believe that they were not born in the abyss.
"There are some." A cold voice came. A girl wearing a simple alchemy robe walked out of the shadows deep in the house. What appeared in front of her friend was a beautiful and clear face. Although her eyes were slightly red and swollen, it did not affect her.
He even said that a scholar should have such evidence of hard work, "But I'm afraid it's still far from being cracked. You also know that in their opinion, I'm just wasting time, and you shouldn't come to see me now."
.”
"Merlin, what's the matter?" The friend sighed softly, "These are just unrealistic reasonings. Even if the pure heart powder may indeed exist in the formula of the alchemy creature that refines this abyss product, you also know that the refining
What could the monster of the abyss be?”
"I'm very sober. Besides, I won't cause you any trouble. I just blame myself a little. If I can persuade him a little bit, maybe it will be a different result," Merlin said lightly. "No matter what, give me some time."
, I will sort out these things, I won’t let you see me who makes you worry, just give it a few days, we agreed.”
"That's what you said, Teacher River? Even if you went to support the front line, you didn't succeed after all, right? Now that the undead natural disaster has come, it's even more impossible to go. With your qualifications, I think it won't be long before you can become an alchemist.
Xinxing's! There is news from the Palace of Truth that they allow alchemists to be included in the scholar system, and the path to obtain the title of immortal has been broadened! Do you know? Many teachers are very excited because of this matter, even alchemists
The League has publicized the news in this regard! We are another type of scholar faction that is truly independent from the mage system! Isn’t this exciting enough for you? How many alchemists have not waited for this day! Didn’t you say you wanted to become
An alchemist who relies solely on his alchemy skills to be called a scholar? You don't have to worry at all!" The friend said while observing Merlin's expression, "Wouldn't it be better to start your own path as soon as possible? Besides, you don't owe me anything.
What is he!"
"I know, Yara, my transmission shell hasn't rested yet. I've known what you said for a long time." Merlin turned his back, "I told you, I won't let you see anything that will make you worry.
So please give me some time, please? Just a few days."
"..." Yara was silent for a while, "I will tell you about Teacher River. If that guy is not around, you are our hope. Even if it is for yourself, don't sink, okay?"
"Yes," Merlin simply replied. After a series of trivial sounds, Merlin sat in front of the table, his eyes reflecting these feeble but still growing fragments of the magic vine...