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Trist remembered in his mind, wasn't this the same person who had troubled Cassadine and Marzaha in Acacia in the first place, what was his name Salek, as if he had broken his magic in the first place...

"It seems that you have recalled, you got information on it, you are carrying a scroll, which seems to have the detailed location and appearance of those three kinds of treasures, I must get it, I tell you, originally, the above is to get the scroll on your body by any means, but I don't want to force it to take it, it is better to give me the scroll, what about me, give you something, let your strength go a big step, how about it?" Sarek said with a look of his own loss. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

However, for Sarek's trick, Trist was not interested at all, "One step further in strength, even if you let me rise to the supreme Void King, what if the scroll is in your hands, let all the void creatures enter the Valoran Continent, even if my strength is high, it may not have much effect, so, impossible!" Trist refused righteously, but he immediately thought of what Sarek said, could it be that he found a backer in this world so quickly?

Seeing Trist's veto, Sarek's face instantly became gloomy, and a cane slowly appeared in his hand, "Toast and don't eat and drink, then I have to force it!" As soon as he finished speaking, Sarek raised his cane, as if he was preparing some magic.

Seeing this, Trist didn't dare to be careless, and threw out his fate dice, and at the same time drew a blue playing card from the card box, and the dice stopped turning, two!

Luck was still bad, Trist sighed to himself, and a pale blue glow began to appear around the playing cards. At this time, Sarek had already completed the spell, and with a wave of his right hand, a large fireball was fired towards Trist, who threw out a powerful blue playing card, and the two collided together.

"Boom!" Trist's playing cards didn't last long before they were swallowed up by Sarek's fireball, which approached Trist further.

Luckily, Trist was quick enough to dodge, and luckily Sarek wasn't some tracking magic.

"Come again!" Sarek's staff lit up suddenly, and Trist felt as if something was weakened, but he couldn't tell what it was.

"Do you dare to go head-to-head, Trist?" Salek snorted coldly in front of his staff, and three red playing cards appeared in his hand, "Do you still expect your broken cards?" Salek laughed, and the purple orb struck at Trist without hesitation.

The purple orb directly devoured Trist's playing cards, and Trist couldn't dodge and was blown away by the orb for several meters.

"Why... Ahem... I remember, you should have only been a low-level Void at the beginning, but based on the strength of your spells just now, it should be higher than the middle level... You won't—" Trist muttered as he got up.

Trist didn't speak loudly, but it was still heard by Sarek, Sarek's face suddenly became very ugly, but after a while, it turned back to normal, he subconsciously looked behind him, and said to Trist: "Yes, it hasn't been long since my strength has improved, it's very happy, how about it, as long as you return to the Void, the Void values you and him very much, and you are talented, the Void will not treat you lower than me, or even above me, how about it?"

Trist didn't understand why Sarek's face suddenly turned ugly, was it because of the price of becoming stronger?

"Graves, I don't know, I only know that two people who entered this plane this time are valued by the Void Forces, and I don't know who the other person is and what he looks like. Sarek paused, and suddenly, his face became ugly again, "Who? Damn!" Sarek gritted his teeth, and then, he whispered a spell, and then said to Trist, "Sure enough, as the last trump card, it's not just the Void that values you, Trist!", as soon as the words fell, the surrounding illusions and Sarek himself all disappeared in an instant.

"It's... What's the situation?!" Trist felt inexplicable, when the illusion first came out, Trist knew that it was impossible to end well this time, he was ready to do his best, although he still had the three vitality sandwich biscuits of the original shop owner, the thing that could be teleported, and the scroll that could not be opened as a last resort, but after all, the other party's Void High Level, if he used the scroll, he didn't know how many difficulties and dangers were waiting for him in the future.

And what did he mean by "the last trump card" before leaving? Just as Trist was puzzled, a large shadow appeared on the ground where Trist's eyes were staring, and he jerked his head up and saw a man with a huge goat logo on his belt and a large shield-like thing in his hand.

There was such a strange man in such a place, and Trist couldn't help but be vigilant, and he asked, "Who are you?" "I—my name is Bron, I'm here to find someone, do you have that token?" asked the man who called himself Bron.

"Token, what token?" Trist was a little confused.

"It doesn't look like you, I'll have to find him quickly. Bronn muttered to himself, walking off into the distance.

Trist didn't care whether the man named Bron was friend or foe, and didn't follow, but chose another path, and Bron, who was walking in the opposite direction, casually looked back at the direction Trist was taking, and couldn't help frowning.

Trist walked on this endless snow, because he had already reached the void level, and he could more or less resist some cold, although he could not completely resist it, but his body temperature was still normal.

But even so, he tightened his clothes, and in the endless snow, he seemed to be lost...

He found a boulder, and next to a smaller one, he wiped the snow off the smaller one, and sat down to rest for a while.

However, at this moment, Trist felt the snow under his feet trembling slightly, and suddenly had a sense of foreboding in his heart, and it didn't take long for him to hear a sound like a bomb roaring from somewhere, and he seemed to realize something, and stood up slowly, and said with a nonchalant face, "Not necessarily an avalanche?"

When he saw the snow like a hill in the distance coming towards him, he quickly hid behind the boulder with a stiff face, trying to use the boulder to keep him from being buried by the snow, "I'll go, it's really an avalanche, I'm just talking." He said, holding his forehead with his hand.

Trist closed his eyes and leaned against the boulder, and it didn't take long for him to feel a huge pressure coming towards his body, and just as his internal organs were about to crack in pain, he heard the sound of a "bell" and lost consciousness...

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