After getting rid of a certain criminal, Murong Feng logged into the game again, and as far as the eye could see, there was still an endless sea of sand. At this time, it coincides with the alternation of day and night, and a bright moon slowly rises and sprinkles a cold moonlight, which coats the rolling sand sea with a layer of snowy silver, making the entire endless desert seem to be frozen in the painting.

It was the first time that Murong Feng had seen how beautiful the sea of sand in the moonlight was. Fortunately, she is not a young girl who likes sadness and sadness, so after seeing it, she was amazed and took a few selfies, and then tightened the cloak on her body, identified the direction, and walked in the direction of the tunnel exit.

When he came to the place where he had buried them, he was nowhere to be found. The nearby landform has changed a lot, at least in Murong Feng's impression, the boulder in front of him is obviously a hundred meters away.

Murong Feng scratched his head and couldn't figure out what was going on here, so he simply didn't bother to think about it, and was about to go back to Nanfeng Village to see the situation.

Turned over the stone and took out the binoculars to look at Nanfeng Village in the distance, only to see that there was still a bonfire burning in the town, and there were obviously survivors.

Murong Feng put down his binoculars and looked up at the sky of Haoyue, secretly thinking that those elven ghosts should reappear tonight. Those who continue to stay in the town are simply looking for death if they have nothing to rely on.

Murong Feng thought about it and then turned over and jumped off the boulder and quickly swept towards Nanfeng Village, after all, her purpose was to sneak into the Twilight Hammer and steal the method of mastering the power of shadow. And in this vast sea of sand, she only knows about this Twilight camp. If there is no one to guide her, even if she flies, she may not be able to find Camp Twilight elsewhere.

Last night, there was a fierce battle that destroyed the entire Twilight camp in the town. The Twilight recruits who gathered here were also dead and fleeing. Ten out of ten is less than one out of ten. During the day, some people fled one after another. However, none of the Twilight executives show up, so the group flees for their lives after a fierce infighting over the ownership of water and food. The rest are old, weak, sick and disabled who can only wait to die.

After Murong Feng entered the town, he only saw more than a dozen figures sitting in front of the campfire, and when she appeared, these twilight recruits only glanced at them numbly and then withdrew their gaze.

Murong Feng was clearly aware of the atmosphere called despair. This is not a good sign, because the elven ghosts can appear at any time, and these Twilight recruits have no morale at all, and it is like closing their eyes and waiting to die.

"Is that the only one left? Hasn't Master Altai returned yet? Murong Feng asked.

No one answered her question, and there was silence.

Murong Feng rubbed his eyebrows, sighed and said, "You can only wait for death when you sit here." ”

"I know." A weak voice rang out. Murong Feng glanced back and saw an orc warrior lying on the side with a serious wound in the abdomen, only to hear him laugh miserably: "I originally wanted them to give me a good time, but unfortunately these people don't even have the strength to do it." What do you think we people can do but wait for death? ”

Murong Feng was silent, because she couldn't save many people on her own. After a moment of silence, Murong Feng spoke again, "I need a mobile guide to take me across the desert to the nearest twilight camp, and as a reward I can keep this person alive." ”

The eyes of several wounded soldiers lit up, and then dimmed again.

"I, I know the way. Ahem, ahem, but you must be able to heal my injuries first. The one who spoke was an old human man with a withered face, wrapped in a gray cloak, and sitting in a corner with a broken stick in his arms.

Murong Feng walked over. Directly: "Let me see where you are hurt." ”

"Hey, little girl, stay away from that old guy if I were you. This old guy is a real dark magician, beware of him draining your soul as a tonic, hahaha, cough cough, uh......" The previous orc grinned a few times and coughed violently a few times, and then his eyes widened in vain.

The old man was still calm when his bottom was revealed, and he said: "Girl, the old man is indeed a black magician, but not all black magicians have a hobby of extracting other people's souls and playing with them. In fact, the people who like to play with souls are only a small group of dark magicians, and most of those people are shadow magicians who have signed a contract with demons. And the old man is just a spellcaster who is proficient in the black magic of plastic energy. ”

Murong Feng squatted down and stared at him, and said, "I changed my mind!" ”

The old man raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? Aren't you going to find a guide to traverse this desert? ”

"It's not!" Murong Feng shook his head and said, "I joined the Twilight Hammer just to learn how to use and master the power of shadows, and it is clear that my goal has already appeared in front of me. ”

The old man was slightly surprised, and then laughed and said: "Girl, if you want to learn black magic from the old man, don't mention whether your qualifications are suitable, just because of this high tuition?" ”

Murong Feng smiled and said, "What do you think of using your old life as tuition?" ”

The old man was stunned for a while, and then laughed louder: "Ahaha, cough, hehe, okay." The old man's life is indeed worth the price. Ahem, ahem. ”

Murong Feng stepped forward to lift the old man's cloak, only to see a burning sword wound on his abdomen, this special sword wound made Murong Feng can't help but think of the human swordsman named Rogson last night.

"Is it a human and a troll that hurt you?" Murong Feng raised his head and asked.

The old man shook his beard and nodded, and asked, "Do you know?" ”

Murong Feng nodded calmly and replied, "Last night, those ghosts attacked, and I fled with the two guys, and then we got separated. If you keep looking for revenge on them, I won't stop you. ”

The old man laughed and said: "You little girl is really interesting, it's too late for others to hide such a thing, you actually admit it so generously." ”

"I don't know the two guys very well anyway." Murong Feng looked up and said, "This is not the place to talk, if you can still move, just leave here with me." ”

"Okay." The old man stood up stiffly. Murong Feng stepped forward to help him walk out of the town.

Come to the gate of the ruined town. Murong Feng glanced back. No one followed.

"Don't look at it, girl. Those people are no different from dead people. The old man sighed.

"Let's go." Murong Feng helped the old man walk out of the silent town.

"Where are we going now? The old man's life can be tied to your little girl's hands. The old man moved strongly. Each step made his cheeks twitch.

"Find a hidden place nearby, and I'll treat you. Otherwise, in your current state, you probably won't see the sun tomorrow. Murong Feng helped the old man to walk north.

"Oh? Are you a priest? The old man said in surprise.

Murong Feng nodded and said, "Well, it's a cameo." ”

The old man sweated, lowered his lips, and asked nothing more.

Not long after the two left, a dark wind suddenly blew around the town. Then I saw countless translucent elven ghosts silently appearing outside the town.

Murong Feng glanced back, and could only sigh lightly.

"Girl, I don't know your name yet!" The old man looked at it very much and did not look back.

"Moon Shadow, you just call me Moon Shadow, what's your old name?" Murong Feng asked.

The old man was silent for a moment, and then sighed: "The old man's original name is Kel'thugad!" It used to be ......, alas, not to mention it. "With the old man announcing his home, the original title of 'Twilight Shadow Caster' immediately became the silver glimmering 'Dark Archmage Kel' Kel'gad!

Rare Tier 6 Elite Heroes!!

Murong Feng immediately felt a shortness of breath, and he almost didn't hold back the calm expression on his face. Now Murong Feng only felt that he was not holding an old man who was about to die. It's a treasure trove that moves!

Calm! Calm down! Murong Feng tried his best to restrain his imminent killing intent, and kept telling himself that if he killed this old man, he could only get a few pieces of superb equipment at most. And if you can bring this dark archmage under your command, even if you have thousands of pieces of superb equipment, you can't exchange it! Thinking about Tyrell's toughness, he could guess the approximate strength of the old man next to him, which immediately made Murong Feng's whole heart warm.

"That's it." Murong Feng diligently helped the old man to lie down behind a boulder on the leeward side, and then took out a bottle of high-grade nutrient solution and poured it directly into him. Then I took out a whole bunch of first aid kits from my bag.

"I'm going to do some first aid for you."

A bottle of high-grade nutrient solution went down, the old man's face was much better, and he closed his eyes indifferently and nodded: "Come on, girl." ”

Murong Feng stepped forward to help the old man lie flat on the sand, and then lifted his cloak to reveal his injured abdomen.

"Your wound has suppurated, I will remove the necrotic part for you, and then disinfect and suture the wound."

The old man closed his eyes and snorted, with a posture of being out of bounds.

Murong Feng immediately took action, first took out the disinfectant and sprayed it on the wound site, then the anesthetic spray, and then condensed half an inch of sword qi from his fingertips, and cut off the festering parts around the wound in a few clicks.

The old man twitched his cheeks, couldn't help but open his eyes and take a look, and said in surprise: "Invisible sword qi!? Are you a Juggernaut? ”

"Sort of, cameo!" Murong Feng didn't raise his head and replied.

The old man laughed dumbly: "Hehe, you girl is really interesting, the priest is a cameo, the sword master is also a cameo, the old man still heard about it for the first time, cough cough, hiss!" Girl, you start with it! ”

Murong Feng tore open the wound with tweezers, and sprayed the bloody wound with the disinfectant, making the old man unable to laugh out loud.

"You're lucky, the dry climate of this desert makes the infection of the wound only stay in the epidermis before it penetrates into the texture, I have helped you to disinfect it thoroughly, as long as you stitch the wound back on." Murong Feng said and did it, an embroidery needle was like a butterfly in her hand, and in the blink of an eye, she stitched up a wound more than seven inches long.

The old man looked up at his wound and said with a smile: "Ahem, girl, your technique reminds the old man of the process of those shadow warlocks making flesh and blood structures. ”

"Don't talk until you get sick, and beware of pulling on the wound. After a while, the anesthesia effect wears off, and there is a time when you are in pain. Murong Feng took out gauze and wrapped it around the old man before he breathed a sigh of relief.

The old man also lay quietly on the ground looking up at the starry sky, and after a long time, he took out a black stone from his pocket and threw it to Murong Feng.

"This is the Obsidian Stone, hold it and enter the magic power." The old man stared at Murong Feng and said.

Murong Feng nodded, holding the obsidian magic stone to input the aura, but there was no response.

The old man smiled faintly and said, "It seems that you are not suitable to be a black magician. But it doesn't matter, the old man can teach you something else, such as one of the greatest powers in the world - knowledge! ”

Murong Feng was silent for a moment, holding the obsidian magic stone and trying to input the shadow power in his body.

In an instant, the entire magic stone in Murong Feng's hand shone with a deep light, as if what she was holding in her hand was not a stone, but a divine stone containing the vast starry sky!

The old man's eyes widened suddenly, as if he had seen a miracle descended from a god.

"Girl !!" The old man cried out with a trembling voice.

"Huh?" Murong Feng turned his head with a grin: "Master, I'm qualified to become a black magician now, right?" ”

The old man twitched the corners of his mouth, and he held back for a long time before he asked, "Girl, are you the illegitimate daughter of that god?" ”

"Hehe, you think too much, I'm just a mortal." Murong Feng lifted his hood and revealed his true face.

The old man had obviously noticed Murong Feng's race a long time ago, so he was not surprised to see her true appearance, but continued to ask: "Then why is there such a pure shadow power in your body, isn't it, it should be so pure?" ”

"Well, it's a long story." Murong Feng sighed.

The old man smiled and said, "It's okay, the old man only has time left now." You can speak slowly. ”

Murong Feng took out another bottle of high-grade nutrient solution and poured it for him, and then slowly narrated what happened.

After the story was finished, it was already the middle of the moon, and the old man chuckled: "You girl really has the style of the old man and me back then, hehehe." ”

"Are your seniors willing to accept me as a disciple?" Murong Feng asked with a snake on the stick.

The old man snorted, closed his eyes and smiled: "You saved the old man's life, and I accepted the tuition." ”

Bite!

[System Prompt: The Dark Archmage Kel'thugad is willing to take you as an apprentice, do you agree?] 】

Special note: Once agreed, you will open the second class system in advance and become a Dark Mage Apprentice. You can't find another second job after you have found that class!

"Agreed!" Murong Feng didn't think much about it, and directly chose to agree. Immediately, a series of system prompts rang in my ears. This time, Murong Feng learned the lessons of the past, directly skipped those irrelevant prompts, and stared at the inconspicuous full-server announcement hidden in many system prompts at a glance, and immediately chose to cancel the full-server announcement. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, calm down and check the black mage profession he had just inaugurated. (To be continued.) )