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Next to the huge volcano, the magma left behind has formed lakes of magma that emit hot gas. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info magma lakes are large and small, and the common denominator is that they are all hot and deadly. In the lower part of a valley, a stream flows down from above, forming a pool. In an area full of magma, such a waterhole is even more precious. Due to the inflow of volcanic ash, the water in it is very turbid, but it is covered by volcanic ash within a radius of more than ten kilometers, and there is no clean water source at all, and the demonic beasts that live here are also used to drinking such water.

At this time, a three-cornered cow was drinking water by the pool, raising its head from time to time to observe possible dangers. Its thick neck limited its vision, and it could barely turn back, only turning around to see behind it, so it didn't notice that a figure was moving slowly towards it behind it.

Just as the figure was getting closer, the triangular bull suddenly felt a pang of unease in his heart. The beast's innate instincts made it realize that danger was coming, and it jerked its head up, and rushed to the side with its hooves. At the same time, a cold light flashed from behind, and several curved ice moons hit the most vulnerable point behind the triangular cow's buttocks.

"Whew!" the bull let out an earth-shattering roar and stomped on all fours, trying to escape from this dangerous place. However, a few pieces of ice suddenly condensed on its thick hooves, tightly restraining its movements, making it difficult to break free, and a few bends of ice moon hit its hips without suspense.

The three-cornered bull howled angrily, and a yellow light suddenly appeared on its body, as if it was about to launch some kind of spell. But the ice moon behind it was released one after another, sending out a cloud of light and shadow, constantly hitting the buttocks of the weakest defense of the Triangle Ox. The pain continued to attack the Triangle Ox, causing its spells to be interrupted again and again, unable to be released smoothly.

The Triangle Bull turned around angrily, trying to impale the attacker with the three sharp horns of its head. However, it is not a monster that is known for its speed, and the pace of turning is even more clumsy. However, the figure had already occupied a vantage point at the beginning of the sneak attack, not very far behind the Triangle Ox, and as long as it moved a small distance, it could keep itself in the blind spot of the Triangle Bull, always facing its hips. And the distance he chose was not too close, in case the Triangle Bull attacked with its hind legs in a hurry.

In such a tug-of-war, the speed of the triangular bull is getting slower and slower, but the figure is at ease. With a final pounce, the behemoth of the Triangle Bull finally fell to the ground, and by this time it could not find a good place on its hips.

As a third-order demonic beast, the three-cornered bull has strong defense and speed, in fact, its escape ability is also extremely strong, the fur defense on its body is considerable, and it can also use earth-based defense magic. If it weren't for Darko's vantage point from the beginning and sealing its limbs with an ice cage, I'm afraid it would have been Darko who would have fled now.

In the past three months, Daktronics has been studying the three real name abilities he has acquired, and among them, he has studied the law control the most. This time, the action of sealing the Triangle Bull with four shrunken versions of the Ice Cage is to use the ability to control the law. These four shrunken Ice Cages are already the limit of what Darko can compress, and in certain situations, the shrunken version is no worse than the full version of the Ice Cage, and the mana cost is only one-thirtieth of the full version.

Darko slowly approached, looked at the carcass of the triangular ox, and smiled with relief: "Luckily, there is finally meat to eat now." ”

Dakko had been in the abandoned mine for more than three months, half a month ago he had eaten all the meat he had brought with him, and now he had eaten all the bread, and he had been nibbling on bat meat for a while.

Dakko did not rush to eat the meat, but carefully dissected the triangular cow, its fur and three sharp horns are good materials, all the value is concentrated here, but there is nothing of value in the body. Darko looked at the thick skin that had been peeled off with pity, and the fur could not be made into parchment without timely treatment. An inscriptionist should also have the skills to go from peeling to processing to making parchment, and Dakko obviously doesn't have that many specialized tools. Before, the small vampire bat was a little more convenient, and he could make up for it by hand without tools, but now this kind of large demonic beast is immediately out of his way.

Dakko used to make parchment from vampire bat skin, which was just the simplest and crudest process. In fact, magical materials science is a very large field, and what kind of materials to use to achieve the corresponding effect is not as simple as it seems. Even if it is the same kind of magical beast, the skin of different parts of the body may have different magical effects, and the process of processing leather can be as many as nearly a hundred, and finally produce at least thirty kinds of parchment with different magical attributes. The transcription of the inscription involves more than 1,000 materials, coupled with the difference in the middle and post-processing processes, and the fact that each master has his own unique technique more or less, the combination is completely unimaginably large. And that's exactly what Daktronics lacks.

There was still a long way to go, and Darko knew that he was too late, so he let go of the animal skins and instead put the thick legs of the three-cornered ox on a wooden frame and placed them on a "stove" formed by lava for a picnic. This situation reminded him of the time when he roasted the wolf's legs in the Warcraft Mountain Range with Orlando, and his heart was depressed again.

This time, Darko was ready to risk the danger of going outside the mine, partly because he had run out of food, and the mine was full of beetles, and he couldn't survive the rest of the time by eating beetles. On the other hand, Dacko felt that his inscription technology had improved a lot, and he was anxious to get a higher level of parchment to copy other magic scrolls. This was one of the things he decided to do after Orlando's death, and he wanted to help Orlando achieve his dream. When the one-year period expired and he returned to the Amecian plane, he was ready to go to the Alchemy Guild to certify and become a true inscriptionist.

The triangular beef leg was quickly grilled, and Darko took out the spice from the space ring and sprinkled it on it, eating the delicious barbecue while thinking about where to find a town. Darko thought as he ate, and then suddenly thought of something, and in the flickering of the spatial ring on his finger, a fist-sized ball appeared in his hand. This is the alchemy machine found in the space belt of VITK4, which is a locator. It contains maps of five planes, including Mercury, which can be accurately located. Darko found out when he was sorting things out in the mine, and because there was no sunlight in the mine, the locator had been useless. Now that Dakko is outside, it can finally come in handy.

This high-end alchemy machine, Daktronics, has never been used, and it needs to be explored first. After some fiddling with it, I saw an image slowly appearing on it, and the red dot on it was in the middle of a ocean. Darko looked around strangely, and it was clear that there was no sea near him. After looking at the map on it, he realized that this locator was still set in the Amesian plane, and the natural positioning position would not be correct. So he groped around at the bottom of the sphere and found an area that could be touched, and when he pressed on it, the map on the locator became the Minerva plane, and then the Mercury plane after pressing it again.

Although the locator can provide a location, the map on it is a simple topographic map and does not indicate the location of the town. What Darko needed now was to buy a large amount of food and materials for the inscription, preferably enough to prepare half a year's worth of food at once, so that he could spend it all in the cave within the time limit. Food was readily available, but the magical materials needed to transcribe the inscriptions were a bit difficult.

When he first arrived at the Mercury plane, Darko randomly teleported and ran all the way, and already had a general understanding of the current situation of the Mercury plane. The infrastructure and standard of living in this plane are very backward, and the few human settlements Dacko has seen are small settlements with shabby pits, like the slums of the Ametsia plane.

There were obviously no shops where you could buy magic materials in those poor places, and Darko couldn't help but have a headache. At this moment, Darko noticed several figures approaching him from behind, thinking that it was some magical beast, and was about to release his magic, but found that it was five people.

The men were dressed in tattered clothes, but they were rarely simple and capable, and although most of the knives in their hands were rusted, the blades were polished and smooth, and they seemed to be coated with a layer of unknown animal oil. The five men were surrounded by Dakko in a semi-encircled situation, and judging by their eyes and expressions, it was obvious that they had bad intentions.

Darko licked the juice off his fingers and asked a leader, "What do you want to do?"

The leader showed a fierce expression on his face, "Boy, you're lucky to be able to pick up a dead demonic beast and roast it." The rest is ours, you leave your valuables behind, and get out of here. ”

Darko was stunned for a while, and then realized that he had been robbed. Darko probed, "How do you know I have valuable equipment on me? Do you know where I came from?"

The bandits' eyes lit up, "You also came from the Gini Plains, right? Which town is it from? Mano Town? Or York Town? You must have some skills to get here, there are a lot of demonic beasts in this mountain, but you also look at it, a few of us are not as easy to deal with as first-order demonic beasts." ”

Seeing that Darko didn't speak, the bandits at the head thought he was afraid, so he made a look, and several people around him slowly surrounded him at the same time. Darko glanced at it and knew that except for the bandit who was the leader, who was a trainee samurai, the others were ordinary people.

"Is there a town around here, right in the direction you're coming from?" Dacko said as he unhurriedly observed the surrounding terrain, thinking in his heart that there were five people on the other side, and if one or two were accidentally let go and the news was revealed, it would be a bit of trouble.

The bandits at the head took Darko's performance as fearful, and said with a cruel smile, "You don't have to look around, this place is very remote, except for the five of us brothers, there is not even a single figure, and no one will find out for a year after you die." ”

"Oh, well, thank you for telling me this. Darko smiled, "Since there is no one else, things are much easier." ”

Before the bandits at the head could figure out what Darko meant, they felt a chill hit them, knocking the five of them down in an instant. "He's a magician!" was his last realization.

Darko seems to be angry because he was being hunted down, and his shot is a killing move, killing all five people at once. Darko immediately regretted it, he had intended to kill three, control two, and interrogate them separately to see if he could get information about the town. But I didn't expect that in the three months I was in the mine, I had been so depressed and irritable, and I couldn't control my emotions for a while, and killed them directly. Darko secretly examined that he couldn't be too angry because he was being hunted down.

Darko had no choice but to check the clues on them. It's a pity that all five of them are poor and pitiful, and they don't have anything of value on them, only the bandit at the head has a silver coin or a dozen copper coins, a citrine ring, and a map. This citrine ring must also be something they robbed, and it can have a limited increase in the casting of earth-based magic, so it must have been snatched from him somewhere.

Darko casually put the ring on one of the fingers of his left hand, and at the same time as he put on the ring, he suddenly noticed that the crocodile ring on the finger next to him emitted a burst of magical restlessness, and the citrine ring also had a strong rejection reaction. Darko was startled, hurriedly took off the citrine ring, and sure enough, it returned to normal. The magic rings on the two fingers that clash with each other when their attributes are incompatible, something Darko had learned in class, but he didn't remember until he experienced it himself.

This was not because Darko was careless, but it was not because Phyllis had paired him with a bunch of tatters before, and he had two rings on both hands, so he ignored this when he thought that only very high-grade magic rings would cause elemental conflicts. It wasn't until now that Darko knew that the ring that Phyllis seemed to throw to him casually at that time, but in fact, the match was also thoughtful.

Darko now knew that the flamboyant and unscrupulous girl everyone saw was not the real Phyllis, but the one who sighed in front of the dimensional portal when she was in the space temple. Or maybe both are Phyllis, but like him, one of them is buried deep out of sight.

Darko rubbed his face to stop his chaotic thoughts, picked up the map he had searched out and looked at it, it was just a rough hand-drawn map, he struggled to recognize his area from it, and then found two marked towns called Yorktown and Mano. Combining the locator with the surrounding terrain, Darko found himself on the territory of the Sky Church at the western foot of a mountain range.

As soon as Dakolo groaned, he decided to go to Yorktown, for no other reason than because Yorktown was relatively close, so he set off towards the town according to the guidance of the map.

A dry mountain breeze blew, and the last bits of ice on the ground disappeared.