【Lethe Soup】

After taking it, forget all your troubles, get the blessing of the goddess of the forest, ignore all magic damage, and be immune to magic effects, lasting 20min. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Restriction: Above 50 years old, it is forbidden to consume

Introduction: Drink bitter drink hate to drink blood, drink Lechuan soup.

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It's magic immunity!

Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment, if his magic reflex was a magic skill against a mage, then this little Lechuan soup was a magic weapon that inherently restrained the mage profession.

It's just that in his memory, there are no props that ignore magic damage, even if they are magic immunity, they are immune to control effects at most, absorbing a certain amount of magic damage, how can there be something completely immune?

But those doubts were quickly put behind him, and it wasn't something he needed to think about.

He just needs to know that with this Lethe Soup, let your ice dragon roar and the fire snake dance wildly, I will not move.

Even if Xiaofeng Wanyue, a netherworld mage, the mad dragon purple lightning hit Jiang Yan's body, and it couldn't do the slightest damage!

With this Lethe Soup, it should work wonders in the face of the Great Magus.

"It's so strong, if you drink Lechuan soup and match it with hot phoenix wings, wouldn't it be invincible." Tilt muttered.

Jiang Yan shook his head, "How can it be so simple, the hot phoenix wings belong to the state of rage, the Lethe soup belongs to the blessing effect of the goddess of the forest, once the priest profession reaches level 50 and advances three times, you can obtain the skill of divine dispelling, whether it is the state of rage or the blessing effect, people can beat it for you at once." ”

He was stunned when he heard it, obviously it was the first time he knew about this kind of thing.

However, she still looked happy and smiled: "But now the highest is only about level 40, and level 50 is too far away." ”

Jiang Yan nodded, "That's right, at least at this stage, the state of rampage plus the blessing of the goddess of the forest is definitely an invincible existence." ”

"Thanks to Ben Girl's tears!" Poured shallow and proud.

Jiang Yan smiled, and in one go, he made all 53 portions of the other side flowers and elf tears into Lethe soup, and left ten portions of materials.

The Hell Demon Cauldron also needs the Shore Flower, and the Shore Flower in the General's Hall is not known when it will be refreshed next time, so it is better to leave a little bit just in case.

After thinking about it, Jiang Yan traded another 10 pieces of Lechuan soup to Dump Qian.

"What, this is my material fee?" said with a shallow smile, "Every drop of this girl's tears is worth a thousand gold, and this time it's cheap for you." ”

Jiang Yan smiled, but he was slandered in his heart, there are so many elf players in Destiny, isn't it a minute to find a random point of tears?

But after all, it's made with the tears of a little beauty, so it shouldn't feel the same when you drink it, right?

Just like the top hair tips, its picking process is known as one of the best in the world:

Pick the lips of a virgin with a C cup, slowly ripen them with their breasts, and taste a strange fragrance after making tea.

I heard that in the past, it was used by the royal family.

The tears of the little beauty, how can they not be on the same level as the tears of the big man who picks his feet in the end of the world, right?

The little beauty who got the Lechuan soup smiled happily and soon waved her hand away.

With the hot phoenix wings and Lethe soup, she should be a good choice whether it is to challenge some bosses in a targeted manner, or to go to the Silver Moon to slaughter the storm.

And Jiang Yan also has a more important task, which is to kill the Grand Magus.

After going to the pharmacy to sort out the potions in his backpack first, Jiang Yan returned to the palace, and with Sophia's warrant, the journey was unimpeded.

The palace of Silvermoon City is far larger than imagined, not inferior to the Forbidden City in the imperial capital, and in terms of luxury, it is even surpassed.

Countless gold-armored guards patrolled in formation, all of them handsome and mighty;

The maids who are like clouds shuttle, all of them are as beautiful as flowers.

After a while, Jiang Yan was dizzy, there were no road signs for the Forbidden City here, and it was not easy to find someone in the palace.

At this moment, Jiang Yan suddenly saw a black altar.

The altar is towering, and it stands out in this neighborhood, if where is the archmage?

Then he must be where the altar is!

Jiang Yan recognized the direction and ran wildly towards the altar, and soon, he saw this dark building.

The high staircase spreads out into the sky, at least a thousand steps, reaching into the clouds, with no end in sight.

Under the steps, there were rare guards guarding it, so Jiang Yan stepped down without any obstacle and climbed the steps.

Soon, there were clouds on the left and right, and the buildings of the palace were no longer visible.

After going up for a long time, Jiang Yan finally saw the end of the steps.

It was a circular platform, surrounded by black stone pillars, densely packed.

Flames burned above the stone pillars, emitting an eerie red light.

And in the middle of the platform, a tall black figure was standing with his back to Jiang Yan.

The black robe dragged to the ground, a huge five-pointed star was printed on the robe, and the black shadow held a curved staff in his hand, and at the top of the staff, a purple crystal ball the size of a pigeon's egg was inlaid with it!

And what stunned Jiang Yan even more was a series of titles on the head of the black shadow:

Christil, President of the Silvermoon Kingdom, Leader of the Royal Knights, Chief Archmage of the Palace

It was the first time he had seen an NPC with so many titles on his head, even the old king of Silvermoon City, there were only four short words: Silvermoon King.

It's like this Christier, who has three titles.

Each title was shiny and cool, which made Jiang Yan envious, but it quickly turned into anger.

"You evil capitalism, the aristocratic class that oppresses the common people, the scourge of the faithful, and the indulgence in darkness! Today is your death, let us serfs turn over and sing! Jiang Yan's sword pointed at the Great Demon Master, a righteous and awe-inspiring way.

The Grand Magister turned around slowly, the black robe could not hide the delicate figure, and his face was exquisite, and he was actually happy and disgusted.

Jiang Yan's heart jumped, this great demon master is still a sister?

"Lovely adventurer, why are you swords against me?" The Grand Magus opened his mouth slightly, and his voice was as moving and pleasant as a hundred spirits.

The Silver Moon Sword in Jiang Yan's hand seemed to be a little untight, and he hurriedly tightened his mind and straightened his expression, "Karl, the magician of Storm Canyon, and Wang Dean, the general of the Iron Legion, do you dare to say that it has nothing to do with you?" ”

"The silver moon and the storm are each other's horns, there is a millennium of turns, and the general king, as the pillar of the country, is willing to fall, what does all this have to do with me? Young warrior, I am the most noble magister, the guardian of the land of the Silvermoon! Archmage Christiel opened her arms and said aloud.

In a trance, an invisible sound wave drilled into his mind, Jiang Yan only felt that his heart was rippling, and the figure in front of him was extremely beautiful, making him deeply trapped in it and unable to extricate himself.

That face is very familiar to him, it is Ning Tiantian!

Before he could exclaim, that face was distorted and changed again, and it turned into a shallow!

Jiang Yan let out a low roar, biting his tongue, and his brain seemed to be sober for a few minutes.

I still remember when I boarded the platform, I saw a tall man-like back.

"This is also a spell?" He muttered, took out the Lethe soup, and drank it all in one gulp.