Chapter Twenty-Eight: Into the Lonely Island: The Beginning of the Cataclysm
"It's your sister. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info" Idric looked at Mo Sakura on the training ground and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Mo Jun watched with joy and admiration as the girl struggled to control the red ball of light in her hand, and after a while, the ball of light had transformed into four flame arrows ready to attack.
The flaming arrows floated in a column on the girl's chest as Mo Sakura's arm lifted. Such precise control made the eyelids of the mage supervising next to him jump, and he watched Mo Ying snort and then waved his small hand, and the four elemental arrows moved quickly forward when they heard the sound.
"Boom... Boom!" The sound of breaking the air was followed by an explosion in the practice room of the Nightingale's House, and the sound insulation was so good that the explosion did not leave the room. But the sudden explosion startled the people in the house.
"Even skills like elemental arrows can be cast accurately, and it took me a long time to make up a zigzag. Idric hammered Mo Jun beside him, as if venting his dissatisfaction, and said, "How about your sister borrow me for a few days... I mean, let her come to me and take on a magic apprenticeship. ”
Touching his chin, Mo Jun looked at Idric with a flattering expression, and asked puzzledly: "You are almost advanced to the Great Magician, what do you need to apprentice for?" ”
At that moment, Idric explained to Mo Jun, as a little white face in the combat profession... I mean, intellectuals, mages spend a large part of their non-combat time doing all sorts of research, from making potions to developing spells, and a lot of the strange skills, magic items, and equipment come from the hands of the trialist mage. The names of individual experts who are proficient in certain fields are the best trademarks, but that will not be mentioned for the time being.
"I'm the only one in our team, and the logistics work is all on me. Idric snorted and cried about his miserable life: "You don't know how tired it is for one person to be in charge of the whole team's potion supply and scroll supply, I even have to take out my sister's time to refine medicine and copy scrolls for those kitchen knife, alas." With a sigh, the mage raised his eyes and saw Mo Jun's smiling eyes, and then he remembered that the 'kitchen knife' in his mouth also included the one in front of him.
"Ahem, how can they compare to you. Idric's defense caused Mojun to shrug his shoulders and call Mozakura back.
"Sakura-chan, this Shu millet wants you to be his apprentice, would you like to go?" patting his sister's head, Mo Jun asked.
Hearing this, little Lori turned her head and stared at Idric's handsome face, and the mage smiled to express his kindness.
Five minutes later.
Idrick rubbed his sour eyes and said helplessly: "Okay, take care of food and housing, pack materials, and rest on holidays." I can teach you some spells when I'm fine, so that's it. ”
Mo Ying turned her gaze to Mo Jun at this time, with a slight smile on her pretty face, she stretched out her little hand and gave Mo Jun a thumbs up. As if to say, "Well, I'm amazing." ”
Rubbing his sister's little face approvingly, Mo Jun nodded and replied: "Well, the conditions are good, my sister will be handed over to you to teach." ”
Knowing that he had been pitted a little, Idric waved his hand and left the practice room with a bitter face, his gray back revealing a dark and decadent aura like Xianglin's sister-in-law.
"So... Now it's time for me to practice. After seeing that there was no one else in the room at this time, Mo Jun breathed a sigh of relief, and after a few obscure spells were chanted quietly, a ball of flickering black light condensed from his hand.
With a slight movement of the fingers, the black sphere began to contract violently, and soon formed a row of pitch-black arrows.
[Elemental Arrow]!
"Tut, sure enough, you can also cast skills with vitality, but the consumption is a little higher than maintaining a combat state. Looking at the arrows suspended in the palm of his hand, Mo Jun's heart moved, and the neatly arranged arrows actually began to change again, and after a while, they turned into several miniature versions of stabbing swords.
A drop of sweat swept across Mo Jun's cheeks, he was not a full-time mage after all, if he could barely succeed with the Yuan Qi Simulation Spell, then further elemental plasticity would already involve more professional knowledge, feeling the rapidly decreasing total amount of Yuan Qi in his body, Mo Jun quickly dispersed the black stabbing sword in his hand. Although the effect is not proportional to the consumption, Mo Jun, who has fulfilled his dream of being a mage, is still very happy in his heart.
"Sakura-chan, let's go, my brother will take you to buy ice cream. ”
"Hmm!"
...
Time passed quietly in the intensive training day by day. In fact, when Mo Jun has no money in his wallet, he will feel that time will pass like flowing water, and then it will be time for him to go to the mission world to earn money.
The cultivation of newcomers by the [Nightingale] Warband can last for two mission times, which means that Mo Jun can also apply for a senior trialist to take him into the mission world with him during his second mission, but Mo Jun thought about it, if all the people who came were ruthless people like Idric, who couldn't even drink a sip of soup, he simply didn't apply.
During the rest of the past few days, Mo Jun spent all the points on his body again, and the equipment was not much, but it was still brought back from the Shubuzi World and the few pieces that were already there. In terms of skills, there is an extra [Shoot Hundred Heads] obtained from Idric. So where did all the items and skills you bought from other trialists go?
"My good sister, this mission is all up to you~" Coaxing a child to chant this sentence, Mo Jun looked at the mage equipment on his sister's body and felt heartache: the girl in her hand is half a head taller than her [Spirit Staff], as a matching [Soul Drain] It was also handed over to her to study, and the moonlight robe on his body was bought by Mo Jun from Idric with two dust crystals, according to the mage, it was the equipment he changed in the last mission world, and his feelings were very deep, if it weren't for Mo Jun's face, even if he gave 100 dust crystals, he wouldn't change it. Seeing that the attributes of the robe were quite practical, Mo Jun resisted the urge to beat Idric.
The familiar door of the world once again entered the sight of the brother and sister, but this time there was no high-level trialist by his side, and he would be a little bottomless when he entered the task world alone.
The slightly increased force from the palm of his hand made Mo Jun's heart warm: he was not fighting alone after all.
"So, let's see what the mission is this time is. ”
White light rose from the soles of their feet again, and the figures of the two slowly disappeared from the halo of the world's gate.
...
Loud voices came from my ears, but I couldn't hear anything clearly.
Slowly opening his eyes, Mo Jun quickly swept around, and after judging that it was safe, he sat on a rock.
Mojun's current location is a remote alley, because the sunlight is all blocked by the surrounding high-rise buildings, the alley is full of damp and dark atmosphere, and the domestic garbage and weeds everywhere make this place dyed with some strange colors.
[No. E3A7411, this is your second mission, Ash difficulty]
[Detected that all trialists are in place, the main quest is triggered]
[Main quest 1: Bloodstained disaster.]
Content: Survive for three hours after the Disaster strikes
Reward and punishment: 500 points to unlock the next stage of the mission]
The succinct words, the simple rewards, and the punishment are not even mentioned - if you don't even survive, all that remains is death.
This mission is more bloody than the previous one, and the rich killing machine is shown naked at the beginning, in the face of such a contrast, Mo Jun's expression is serious, and after carefully reading the mission description a few times, a countdown panel appears in the upper left of the retina.
【14:59】
There's fifteen minutes left to make an advantage!
I don't know how many trialists will participate in the mission this time, Mo Jun thought as she ran, Mo Ying had already entered the Demon Envoy Space to standby, and she also knew how to make a choice in this time emergency.
Striding out of the alley, turning left and right, Mo Jun's eyes suddenly brightened: he had come to a bustling street.
Walking slowly in the crowded crowd, Mo Jun needed a period of time to calmly reason about the information given in the mission, and by the way, relieve the breathing discomfort caused by strenuous exercise.
"The main thing is to figure out what exactly a 'disaster' is. Just listening to the name of the task is not clear. ”
If you don't even know about the approaching enemy, your chances of survival will be reduced by a few points. After all, sometimes the unknown is the most terrible enemy.
Huge signs attached to tall buildings, neon lights erected on the side of the road, locomotive horns and sirens whizzing by, and crowded supermarket entrances. The scenes were left behind by Mo Jun's pace, but the information in them was stripped away, dismantled, and reorganized one by one.
"It's not enough, the information isn't enough, I need something a little more direct. ”
【8:12】
With eight minutes left, Mo Jun looked at the countdown. The crowded road slowed down his pace, and he could see that the originally wide road was crowded with honking vehicles, and from time to time several police cars and ambulances whizzed past the emergency passage, and because of the slowing down, Mo Jun could clearly see the bustling people with anxious and uneasy expressions on their faces.
"Medical malpractice... Yes. Why don't you just ask someone?"
Obviously, it is impossible for the main god space to arrange such a simple clue. After several fruitless inquiries, Mo Jun gave up his plan to ask someone.
Chewing on the information to the mouth, there seems to be some clues that have not been noticed.
Until Mo Jun turned his head and found something playing on the TV in the electronics store.
(The new mission has officially begun, and I hope that all the officials will collect tickets and tickets together~)