Khan, revised! We must use the manuscript from today to deal with the crisis! It's painful to not be able to hold back your fart.

The clouds were overcast, and pale blue electric sparks were rubbed in the thick clouds, and from time to time there was a rumbling thunderous sound. Several narrow thousand-meter monsters hovered in the sky, screaming.

Slicklin King's Headquarters, a long street, under a crystal magic pillar, Grant stood on the side of the road and looked at the woman on the spell practice field, feeling a little funny. To be honest, I didn't expect that person to have a green wood hidden dragon, and the most important thing is that the female mage is a little soft, and she actually makes the demon pet turn against the guest.

"It's really a young and immature mage, and it's estimated that he has just been promoted to the early stage of the fourth order. But her business doesn't matter, I'd better go back and deal with the Abyssal Purple Crown sooner. Grant put on his hood and walked down the street.

A few days ago, Grant finished recording all the spells. I was recording the advanced spells only to find that the syllables and rhythms of the spells were really complex and twisty, and even the chip took two days to analyze and refine into short spells.

Because of this, Grant came over to practice the other spells first, and then optimized them when he had time.

He returned to the hotel, ordered a few plates of dishes that tasted good, and after eating, lay down on the bed and analyzed.

"Abyssal Purple Crown, optimize!" Grant said lightly.

"Optimize!"

"Spell Name: Abyssal Purple Crown."

"Timing: three days."

The chip began to activate, and a pale blue lattice-like interface appeared in Grant's eyes, and a large amount of data continued to pour down like a waterfall to form new data.

A 3D image appears in the upper right corner. The pale blue sky darkened, and a huge crown fell. It is a lilac color and a fragmented crystal.

Grant closed his eyes and said silently, "Optimize the first five hours." You can't move yourself, but you can go wherever you want. I'm going to hurry up and choose a set of magic weapons and solve Dracula can't fight in the sun. After all, it's been too long, and the skeleton mage doesn't know what kind of appearance it will look like. Waiting more now is dangerous for more. As for the damn mark on the arm, I don't know how much it costs, no matter what, there is no way to get rid of it. ”

Five hours later, Grant staggered to his feet, reached out and lightly covered his forehead, feeling a little weak all over.

He said, "It's time to check out the magic suits." ”

Dressed in black, Grant left the hotel again. Walk towards the area where magic weapons are sold, Riletki.

The bustling shops are lined up one after another, like a long dragon.

The light in the middle of the shop floats in the air, forming a patch of green, green, like a sky full of stars. Occasionally, there are a few condensed human points of light inside, where they sing gracefully.

Grant walked to the nearest shop, which was a Gothic-style building that was oppressive and heavy. It seemed to protrude in front of the door. There is a long walkway in the middle. Standing outside, two mid-third-order mages were paying their respects to each of the mages who entered.

Grant walked in and found white windows on both sides of the walkway, covered with a layer of clear glass crystals, revealing beams of golden light.

The light fell to the floor. A golden spot is set off. The ceiling is also brightened.

"Hello, I'm the guide of the shop!" An old puppet machine with a black-brown round appearance fell in the middle of the aisle. There are two broken wings on their backs, stretching out and beating. Fly to the front.

Grant walked forward, and after a while came to the wide hall. Brand new magic weapons are everywhere. Dozens of mages walked back and forth. Looking at the price and function of the magic weapon in the light curtain.

"What magic weapon do you want, honored guest!" The puppet replied mechanically.

Gran nodded, and with the help of the experience of the game, he knew that there was a set for him, and that was the Black God suit. Super defensive talent and self-counterattack talent, and it comes with necromantic resistance, all of which have a weakening effect.

"I want the Black God Suit." Grande nodded.

"By the way, can you replace it with a magic stone?" Grant thought that he didn't have Wang Bujing, and he didn't know if he could use the magic stone like changing the law.

"Yes, the Black God Set is 11 million Demon Pattern Stones, are you willing to buy it?" The puppet replied.

Gran nodded: "Okay, and you have wurm blood and items that allow undead creatures to explode in the sun for a short time without being affected, take everything you have, the price is negotiable." ”

"Got it, there are seven kinds of subdragon blood, they are the Green Branch Dragon, the price is one million Demon Pattern Stones, and the metal Earth Dragon, the price is 900,000 Demon Pattern Stones......" The puppet reported the specific numbers one by one, each of which was very careful.

"A green-branched wurm bloodline, an earth-flame dragon bloodline. There's also the undead creature item. "Grant felt pain for this purchase, almost half of the magic stones were wasted, fortunately he got a lot of magic stones and elemental crystals of relics from the blood piercing, otherwise it would be a huge consumer expense to spend like this.

"There are three kinds of items for undead creatures to protect themselves from the sun, which are those that last for ten minutes, one hour, and three hours. Which one do you choose. ”

"Three hours." Grant prefers to choose the best one when he can afford it. It's a very habitual behavior.

"Okay, your consumption this time is a total of 117 million magic stones." A translucent parchment scroll appeared in the air in front of the puppet, with a circle of gold-rimmed fine lines and dense text burning the corners around it. It condensed into substance and slowly flew into Grant's hands.

Grant took the paper and walked to the counter to settle the bill. After paying the bill, he left in a hurry.

On the top floor of the shop selling magic weapons is a luxurious lobby. There is a fiery red carpet of monsters, with a huge dark brown ring and several lifelike portraits of monsters painted in the center.

It is surrounded by mahogany columns that support the roof.

The walls are adorned with beautiful black and white oil paintings of dark brown robed mages holding swords or staffs. Wield the staff in your hand to take on terrifying humanoids and monsters.

Below the oil painting are neat rows of mahogany tables and chairs, where three middle-aged people in long clothes sit and drink tea.

The middle-aged people are all men. Comb a mid-parted head. Her long blonde hair hung down to the sides of her shoulders, with some slight curls at the ends. There is a row of buttons in the middle of the long dress. Engraved with a sculpture of a human head.

Beneath their seemingly lean appearance, the contours of the arm muscles are faintly visible. In particular, a pair of eyes and the gaze of the monster turned out to be almost the same.

Bite!

There was a sound in the air. It's like beautiful music......

"What's the matter?" The middle-aged man sitting in the middle chair turned his head and asked.

"Back to Lord Chief, someone bought 17 million magic stones at one time. The strength is only in the early stage of the fourth order, I don't know if the main thing is going to be investigated, the source is normal? ”

"What's that guy like?" The middle-aged man was a little curious, more than 10 million magic pattern stones were not something that anyone could take out and buy.

"Long flaxen hair, and several filigree magic items in the hair. The physiognomy looks very young, and the facial features are ordinary. Wears a bracelet-type spell engraver on his hand. ”

"Looks pretty young." The middle-aged man smiled, waved his hand and said, "We are in business, and we are only responsible for the things within the business." Nothing else. Let him go. ”

"Yes!"

The mechanical sound immediately ceased.

The middle-aged man paused before discussing, "We continue to discuss the matter of the Ice Fountain Ruins, and when are we going to go there this time." ”

The other two held the cups, and after brewing, they said cautiously: "There are still ten years before the next seal is weak." I want to wait a decade to see where to go, how about it? ”

"It's just that we don't think we're the only ones who will do it, but we'll also have to find some helpers. It's better to be loose. They won't come there to offend us. ”

"That's right, all of this makes sense."

They immediately agreed, nodding their heads, their eyes burning with a burning aura. Seventeen million demonic stones are nothing compared to the Ice Fountain Ruins.

…………

Inside the hostel, near the window.

Grant sat in his chair, looking at the two tubes of potions and a glass bead in his hand.

Bang. A white light outside the window illuminated the room and Grant's face, making it look unusually pale. Soon the windows crackled with dense raindrops. Look out. The sky was already extremely dark, and the rain was falling all over the Slekrin Empire.

Heaven and earth became a blur. In the distance, several mages on the street used their spiritual power to counteract the rain and were on their way to action.

The grass and flower beds on the edge of the hotel swayed back and forth under the rain, and the crystal raindrops slid down the leaves. Eventually, it flowed along with the muddy muddy water in the low-lying area ahead.

Having experienced the lessons of the ancient heyday of mage civilization, the current mages, especially those of the Nightmare Frontier, will not deliberately change any weather in nature under normal circumstances. Because no matter how strong you are, unless you reach the level of legend and ignore nature, you are a weakling.

Grant listened to the noise of the rain, took a breath, and shook a finger lightly in the air.

Rumble!

Out of the pitch-black flames poured out a naked woman, with fair skin, towering breasts, upturned hips, and mysterious private parts full of seductive reverie.

She was lying horizontally on the bed with her legs spread apart in a large zigzag shape. Grant could clearly see the private parts between his legs. There is a rice-grain-sized nutmeg between the two lip flaps, and there is a closed gap underneath, which is tender and tender.

"Okay, I'll give you a drink of these." Grant glanced away from the tempting carcass and walked over to take the medicine and pour it into Refe's mouth.

The summoning projection is the loss of soul and bloodline, and there is no way to automatically repair the magic pet space.

Because the magic pet space is mainly effective against physical damage. As long as your soul is immortal, it will take mental energy to recover.

Goo-dong, goo-dong...... Lei Fei subconsciously drank the wulong blood in the herb.

The two horns on Refe's forehead bloomed with a hint of light, pale cyan and pink......

When Grant saw this, he summoned a shrunken gold wurm to collect some of the blood and give it to Reffe.

"Analysis, how long will it take to recover!" Grant asked, looking at Refi as he collapsed on the bed.

"Critical injury: recovery time is 20 hours."

Grant was relieved to see that his soul would soon recover. (To be continued......)