A cyan streamer pierced into the snow beast chief's lower body. Only a pop was heard, and blood flowed down the blade, gathering on the hilt and freezing into blood crystals.

Roar!

The chieftain's roar of pain, pain never before. His eyes were red and his whole body was bruised. He didn't know why he heard the sound of shattering, and he always felt that some part of his body was gradually disappearing, and it didn't belong to him. The pain is almost like death.

He looked down and saw a pale blue cross sword inserted into his lower body, tearing the wound, and a group of pale white, scarlet unknown fragments were clearly visible.

"It's so hard, although I know that the snow beast is the weakest place below. You can stab with all your might, but only half of it. It seems that there is still a need for more energy. ”

Grant's face was pale, and his eyes were full of determination. He knew that Refy had been seriously injured just now, which had brought him backlash. As a result, the Chieftain Snow Beast has weaknesses and gaps, which is very cost-effective. Because of this, he gave the chief the final blow.

Roar!

The chief gritted his teeth and chanted a strange syllable. With the sound, it beat down, and a powerful energy and foam appeared, and it was pressed downward, blasting towards Grant. Encountering the second layer of defense, it dissipated and shattered.

Grant sneered in his heart: "With any move, I want to break through the five layers of defense." You can't help but think too highly of yourself. You have the power to seriously injure me, but that's a spell ready to go. ”

Grant, without wasting time, sprinkled a puff of pale green powder, turned into a giant hand and threw it at the snow. The remaining powder and corrosive giant hands pressed tightly against the body, and the liquid that corroded the skin kept coming out, and the sizzling sound and terrible screams almost instantly hit the surroundings, forming a large bombardment sound.

"No, my rule. My dream! The Wind and Snow Tribe must be the strongest! ”

The chief's eyes were wide open, full of unwillingness. He straightened his hand. Trying to touch the gloomy sky.

He remembered that when he was a child, his father had warned him. Snow beasts live in a cruel environment, and if they want to be good for themselves and for everyone, then they must first have the right to rule. Give full play to your abilities, develop the tribe, and let more snow beasts live in a good environment. To do this, you have to learn to sacrifice a small part of your interests to make a larger group of snow beasts happy. Anyone but yourself can do it. Because you are the ruler. You can't die like cannon fodder, as soon as you die, the tribe will be in chaos!

Ten years ago, under the stars, it was cold, and it was the coldest day in the snowy region. The father stood on the top of the mountain, overlooking the wind and snow tribe and said this. He looked at himself hopefully, hoping that he could accomplish his goal. That day was the day he became a chieftain.

Later, the father was in a battle for territory and food. Die in the mouth of the enemy and become ordinary food.

"Nope! I don't want to die, I'm not cannon fodder, I'm a chief. Tribal patriarch. The glory of the Wind and Snow Tribe is to be built and strengthened by me, and you can't do it! ”

The chief roared. The breath is rushing, and the elemental particles drive the surrounding ice and snow. Rolling up a raging tornado, around the chief. Cover your body.

Poof!

Grant stabbed the chieftain into the body with a meteor.

"Phew, it's like an NPC ending cutscene CG. Don't think I don't know, you must be reminiscing again! ”

When Grant saw the Snow Beast Chieftain in action just now, he remembered the scene like the game one hundred percent. Naturally, I understood what the chief had just thought in his mind. Knowing that he would return to the light and prepare to fight back on the verge of death, he naturally had to strike first.

The other side.

Morey was amazed at the scene. He didn't expect the strong chief to die at the hands of the other party, his mind turned sharply, and when he thought of what was going on, he couldn't help but shout: "Compatriots, the chief is dead!" We are no match for them, retreat quickly, and capture the traitor Zagu, who has made us lose our chieftain. ”

"What, the chief is dead? No, the chief will not die. ”

"Don't cry, let's go!"

"Grab Zagu, the evil guy, and prepare to retreat."

Many of the snow beasts stopped fighting, took a step back, and looked at Zagu in unison. As soon as the snow beast stopped, Grant understood that the other party probably didn't have the idea and courage to fight, so he simply let the desert snake man and the black wanderer retreat and confront them.

After a while, Zagu was tragically pulled into the distance by a group of snow beasts and disappeared from Grant's sight.

"Whew, solve so much in one go. There were about eighteen snow beasts, and their spiritual power was almost consumed, so they still rushed back to the ice and snow valley to meditate for a while. Otherwise, you will not be able to control the injuries and weakness in your body. ”

Grant collapsed in the snow, gasping for air. He took out a tube of spiritual medicine from his waist pouch, drank it in his stomach, and reluctantly got up to put away the black wanderer and entered the valley to meditate.

In this battle, the black wanderers, as archers, were all seriously wounded, broken hands and feet, and the desert snake man also lost a finger. Grant lost a lot of mental power, and also gained a good amount of energy experience.

…………

Five days later, the city of Selephas.

A yellow inn was filled with a fair-skinned young mage dressed in a black robe. He entered a grocery store, and after a while, walked out and returned to the hotel.

Syllable!

The young mage entered the room, threw things on the table, and exhaled softly, "I've been really tired for the past two days. ”

He lifted his hood, revealing a fair face and long flaxen hair, it was Grant!

After resting from his injuries in the valley, he rode back to the city of Seleface in a speed snake. Because after consuming the rune array and scroll, he almost drank the mental power recovery potion. Know that you need to prepare a little more reserves, after all, they are all must-haves.

Grant has a plan. The black fog that Master Haytings said made Grant very interested in seeing what could change him in the future. If you want to go in, you have to be prepared. Because just recently. Grant understands that he can't level up, he is fully equipped, the demon pet has just been upgraded, and all that is left is to upgrade the spell.

He sat in the bedroom, putting all the potions and runes he had made into the storage space, and looked pensive.

"Five days is enough. It's time for me to learn second-order spells, and the academic towers are all very common second-order spells. Now that he is a mid-second order mage, those spells can't meet the demand, and more powerful spells are needed to increase his strength. As for where to go? Rift? No, now the points are negative, not to mention that I still need to do a hiring task. The only place left is the auction house. There are also some spells auctioned off, which are rare and rare spells, and I hope there is one I want. ”

Grant muttered, a hand tapping on the tabletop.

Yes.

Grant was sure, and after tidying up his clothes, he walked to the auction. This time, it's a private search for spells. With the contribution of nearly 20,000 magic stones at auction, Grant believes that he still has this ability and a chance of success.

Step out of the hotel and onto the crowded street.

Grant looked at it, stretched out his hand, and said, "Hurry to the South Auction Hall and pay two magic stones!" ”

With that, four black carriages arrived in unison. The dark-skinned coachman at the front is the worst. After rushing to Grant's face, he gasped and said, "Okay, sir, please!" ”

Grant smiled lightly: "You're fast, I'll get on you." ”

"Thank you, sir, for the compliment." The coachman whipped the carriage, and it lit up with a pale cyan light, and the carriage walked south. The other coachmen all showed pity on their faces, paying more for one magic stone this time, let alone two magic stones. Normally, they only have one and a half magic stones a day. When I think of this, I regret it.

Grant, unaware of these things, sat in the carriage, leaned against the window, and looked out.

After ten minutes of quiet driving, the carriage also stopped.

The coachman stood respectfully at the window, covering his chest with his left hand: "Sir, it's already here." ”

"Very good." Grande nodded his head, gave him two magic stones, and walked down to the auction house square.

After sneaking into a place, Grant pressed the pattern.

Rushing......

"Hello Marder, I have something to trouble you."

"What's the matter? Mr. Grant? ”

There was a moment of confusion in the other party's voice, not understanding what Grant meant.

Grant continued to respond: "I need to buy a batch of spell paper to learn second-order spells, I want you to do me a favor." ”

"That's right, though it's troublesome. But you're also an important customer of mine, yes. Did you bring anything suitable for auction this time? ”

"Yes, come and have a look."

After Grant finished receiving it, after a while, a middle-aged man in meticulous clothes walked over, with a warm smile, and when he saw Grant, he smiled and said, "Mr. Grant, let's talk about entering my villa if you have something." ”

"Okay." Grant smiled and nodded.

…………

A villa near a giant mountain, with an emerald green lawn on the outside.

There is a small clear lake in the backyard, and from time to time, a few fish jump out of the water and splash on the surface of the water, splashing a burst of white waves.

The room is brightly lit.

Marder sat in the center of the hall and asked with a smile, "I wonder what Mr. Grant plans to auction this time?" ”

"This one!"

Grant smiled and pulled out a bone. He knew that if he wanted to learn spells, he couldn't just say a word, but if he added some very good things to auction, he believed that he would be 100% successful.

"Wurm breath, this is wurm bones. Oh my God, I didn't expect you to own this thing, but unfortunately the value of only one bone has been greatly reduced. If it is the whole, I am afraid that the value will be a hundred times. ”

Marder shook his head in disappointment.

Grant was speechless for a while, if it was a complete fourth-order wurm corpse, of course it would be very tempting, and it might even attract the attention of the top forces in the city. They love things like this, and the slightest attention can cause trouble.

"How"

Grant's face remained unchanged and he asked as he pleased.

"Of course, you said you were going to prepare to learn spells. It's easy to do. I guarantee that I will be able to enter it. ”

Marder nodded, asked the two servants to bring in two drinks, and prepared to drink and talk slowly.

"Let's drink it first."

"Okay."

Grant sat there and saw the bubbling drink. Shrugging his shoulders and looking indifferent.

Marder smiled slightly, but didn't say much. Just sit there and think about something. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please go to read. )