Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Demon Swordsman

This profession was popular for a while a hundred years ago, and the cause was a sentence from a certain paladin; He said: If someone can cultivate magic and fighting qi at the same time to the holy level, then he will gain more strength than a dragon. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It is even rumored that in order to test his theory, this paladin abandoned his fighting spirit and started as a lowly-level magic apprentice, vowing to reach the 'Double Saint'!

It's a pity that hundreds of years have passed, and the name of the paladin has never appeared again, and the non-mainstream trend of the Demon Swordsman has also dissipated.

Now, Richard's appearance has made some old mercenaries who are old think about it again.

The fifth-level warrior was half-kneeling on the ground, covering his abdomen with his hands on his face, with a constipated expression on his face. He seemed very unconvinced, and was going to stand up and return the color.

However, a sharp, one-handed sword rested around his neck. The beautiful knight girl said coldly, "Please don't disturb us. ”

The soldier's heart trembled, his face was hot with shame, he originally wanted Richard to be a big ugly person, so that he could talk to the girl, but it became a stepping stone for others.

There was a burst of laughter all around, and those heartless things liked to watch the excitement the most. As the saying goes, mercenaries are the most affectionate group of people, and at the same time, they are also the most hated group of hooligans.

Stepping back dryly, the warrior glared at Richard and ran away with his tail between his legs. As for revenge, he is powerless. This 'Demon Swordsman' of double cultivation just used the magic of low-level strength...

Healer is the best dual profession.

And Richard stood there, thoughtful.

He clenched his fists vigorously, his heart was very excited, this fight proved one thing from the side, even if he didn't use the body of the god of war, his physical strength was at least level three!

Magicians fear melee combat, they are good at long-range and large-area bombardment, but they are helpless against enemies who are quick to get close.

This is also the reason why the magician suffers in the same level battle.

Richard was different.

Receiving the fist of the fifth-level warrior head-on, although the other party didn't use his fighting energy, but, can an ordinary mage do it? I'm afraid I'll still be beaten into meatloaf.

He shook his head with a light smile, magic is a sharp arrow, and the body of the god of war is his strongest backing.

It's a pity... If the paladin who proposed the 'double cultivation theory' had been born a few decades later, he might have had the opportunity to carry his theory forward.

The combination of magic and vindictiveness is indeed terrifying. In the event of a surprise, it can exponentially explode.

The identity of the magician has packaged Richard as a wolf in sheep's clothing, and when others believe in his appearance, he has fallen into a trap.

Leaving aside those uncertain gazes, Richard led his sister into the Tower of the World.

A rotating bluestone staircase ascends the stairs.

The footsteps were crisp, and the dim light reflected a little pale.

The number of mercenaries in this layer is the largest, and basically about the third level accounts for more than half.

As he passed the first iron gate, Richard looked embarrassed. Here, he discovers the secrets of the Canolan Continent, encounters the first monster, and fights the first battle.

The image of killing the goblin is still fresh in my memory, it was one of the weakest monsters, but he didn't even have the ability to fight.

"Brother, what are you looking at?" Leah said, tugging at the hem of his robe.

"Hehe, a little nostalgic." Richard smiled and made his way to the entrance to the fourth floor.

With his body enlarged by the body of the god of war, it was easy to push open the iron door, and with a palm on it, the iron door opened.

Inside, there was a magic array that was zhang wide, and the brother and sister walked up, and the light flickered.

In general, the Tower of the World changes its scene every ten floors.

The 20th floor is a canyon, and the 10th floor is a cold and damp cave.

Brush.

The teleportation magic circle appeared, and two figures landed here.

Richard stood still and looked around, the appearance of the fourth floor had not changed much from the front.

The cold wind gusted, and the light swayed.

As the body is strengthened, its resistance to harsh environments also increases, and in the valley, it used to be necessary to wrap one's robe tightly to keep out the cold, but now it is not a little cold.

Richard waved his fist: "Let's go, run over all the way!" ”

"Hmm!" Liya's expression was very relaxed, neither brother nor sister took the fourth layer in their eyes, this is a very low level, and a fourth-level knight has already cleared the level.

Clearance on the fourth floor, and the fifth floor.

"Hey!"

A magician in a bloated robe, alive and kicking like a monkey. I saw his staff being worn behind his back as a decoration, and a big fist was swung out, and the oncoming goblins turned into broken sacks and flew out.

Luckily, Ria was the only one here, and if anyone else saw her, she would be shocked.

You say you're a good mage, don't stand behind and help the warrior with auxiliary magic, what are you going to the front line to hang around?

However, he is also infinitely powerful, one punch and one goblin!

Richard only felt that the skinny monkeys were too vulnerable, and a punch on the latter's face was like a punching bag.

They were lying on the ground in pain and couldn't get up, and they were looking for teeth all over the ground, and at this time, our Richard finally remembered that he was a noble mage.

Slowly taking off his staff, he muttered a gorgeous word, and said in a high voice: "O light spirit wandering in the space, turn into a sharp arrow and kill the enemy." ”

Sou! An arrow composed of light shot out, it was a first-level magic 'light arrow'.

The goblin was so frightened that he threw his two front teeth on the ground and fled in a panic.

Unfortunately, Richard's level of prediction was top-notch, and the sharp lightsaber just pierced its belly, and the goblin fell, kicked both legs, and died.

"Hahahaha, master, I'll turn over the salted fish!" Richard laughed and said, thanks to the black bracelet, the demon dragon Fimir gave him the godhead, although I don't know for what purpose, Richard made a lot of money anyway.

"Stupid, look at the back!"

Leah's angry shouts came, and Richard got a little carried away, and when he looked back, he was so shocked that he took several steps back.

"Whew!"

A rude roar, a heavy and powerful step!

With a calf-like body, green skin, and a distinctive black horn, isn't a goblin lord?

Maybe it's the setting, the goblin lord always holds a mace made of wood with a dense array of heart-wrenching iron nails.

Liya's expression was serious, her rare hands clenched her long sword, and her white fighting qi erupted with all her strength, and she said solemnly: "Brother, you are a mage, assist me!" ”

Li sensed that something was wrong, but Liya frowned: "You have a lot of strength, but your combat skills are too poor!" You can't deal with this goblin lord! ”

Nodding helplessly, Richard was very bright in his heart, in terms of hand-to-hand combat, he was a half-product, and his main profession was healer.

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