[Vol. 32] Chapter 1869: The Wolf King of the Cold Bones (36)

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Indeed, looking at this system prompt, I instantly took a breath of cool air in my heart, ***, this is really a nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it, I knew that the old man Malmov was a god-level magician, a top NPC, but I almost forgot that this product is also a top pharmacist, theoretically speaking, this is indeed a bit of a cheat.

After settling down, I calmed down, looking at this posture, this Halloris had to run again.

After making up my mind, I put away the shining ring on the ground, and as soon as my mind moved, I took out the scroll of returning to the city and crushed it directly!

"Brush!"

The familiar white light flashed, and I appeared in the center of the southern city without any suspense, surrounded by the huge magic mirror, but this time, my target was actually located in a corner to the teleportation array leading to Halloris.

Open the big map, directly lock the coordinates, under the activation of the combat boots, in a moment, I came to the teleportation array, and in the next second, the whole person was torn by the powerful demon power!

Sure enough, after passing through the teleportation array, I was already in the Western City of Halloris at this moment, and after countless tests, I was already standing in front of the sword stone sculpture for the nth time.

Interestingly, this stone sculpture in front of me is a good witness to the growth of me as a warrior, basically, every important stage I have gone through in the spirit column has been witnessed here to a certain extent, which can be described as quite rare.

After standing in front of the stone sculpture and fascinating it for a while, I decisively opened the map, directly locked the direction of Malmöf, mentioned full speed under my feet, and suddenly exerted force, and with the super bonus of speed, I almost flew in front of Malmöf.

At this moment, I was already standing in front of Malmof, but unfortunately the old man did not raise his head, but indifferently tapped in front of the stove, and then said:

"With the wind? You're back? ”

Suddenly hearing Malmof's old voice, my heart moved slightly, this old man really has some ability, he didn't even look at it to know that it was me in front of him, and the perception ability of this colorful NPC is really not within the reach of ordinary NPCs.

"Yes, Honorable Magician, I'm back, and this time I took the liberty to come to you, in fact, because of ......"

Just as I was about to continue, Malmöv interrupted me: "Okay boy, needless to say, I already know everything......"

After a pause, Malmov finally raised his head and said faintly: "The four main cities are completely ready, the battle of the gods will start soon, in this context, any detail is very crucial, as for you to come this time, I think it should be for the wound of that old guy in Iariadis......"

"Yes...... I would like to know how to prepare a potion for the wound of Iaridis......"

Although I said this, my heart was speechless for a while, Malmov is simply the ultimate embodiment of the unpredictable prophet, and what I want to say most has been said by him.

The so-called "no-hide" probably refers to this meaning.