5. Foothold Chapter 122: The End of Stinger

(The second more, summoning a monthly pass, no experience last month, fortunately, everyone's support is not too bleak, I hope this month's results can be better!)

Donald thought about it for a long time, and felt that with the credibility of the Ansel family and his friendship with Ferdinand, he should not be able to do that kind of thing of crossing the river and tearing down the bridge. That's why they were pulled into this operation.

However, Donald is not used to putting his net worth on other people's bodies, so he still secretly made some preparations, hoping that he would not need it.

After dinner, the three of Donald stayed overnight at the Marquis's Court.

Mr. Messer is still familiar with the seven or eight powerful spells that Silver can master, and Kael'thas is also trying to build up his strength to prepare for the upcoming operation.

As for Donald himself, he took out the three magical metals in his hand and fiddled with them.

Half an hour later, he took the family crest that the Bosai master had created for himself, and used it as a basis to create three new family crests from the Book of Truth coins.

These three are not ordinary badges, but they are all powerful spell items, Donald imitated the ancient legendary magic book, which can store the corresponding level of spells, and made the three family badges into badge-like magic storage equipment.

Compared to a xìng scroll, this kind of equipment that can store spells repeatedly is really much more convenient, and as long as it is a spell mastered by the Book of Truth, even if he has not learned it himself, he can release it through these badges and exert his full power.

It's just that Donald has never seen a real magic book after all, so the structure of the magic circle in the badge is only a reference design of the Book of Truth based on the Silver Moon Coin and Bennai Magic Coins, so it can only store one spell.

Among them, the main body of the bronze badge is copper, and it uses three percent magic gold, which can withstand the sword qi attack of the silver powerhouse, and can carry up to six levels of spells.

The second silver badge is made of fifty percent magic metal, and the gold powerhouse cannot be easily destroyed, and can carry all spells at level eight and below.

The last gold badge is made of the most abundant materials, except for one percent of gold, the other ninety percent are three magic metals, pure gold, mythril and blue gold, through the calculation of the Book of Truth, the most suitable ratio has been found, and it has the strength to carry ninth-level spells and pseudo-legendary spells. Arguably the most powerful piece of equipment in Donald's hands at the moment.

It's just that the highest level of the spell that Donald has come into contact with is only level five, and the only level nine spell is the cleavage in that silver moon coin. These are spells that are not suitable for storing in three badges.

However, there are many suitable spells in the skill list of the Book of Truth, and some heroic ultimates, if they are fully exerted, are not inferior to the powerful skills of level eight or nine spells.

Considering the dangers of the trip, Donald opted for three spells to store the Book of Truth in three family crests.

The Bronze Badge contains the Naga Witch's magic shield, a defensive skill that absorbs 100% of all external damage, and as long as its mana is not depleted, the defense of the magic shield will always exist. It can effectively prevent spikes caused by sudden attacks. As long as he had enough demonic replenishment equipment and potions on his body, Donald estimated that even a golden powerhouse would not be able to break through his defenses in a short time.

In the Silver Badge, Donald has stored a lightning chain of the Orc Prophet.

Among all magic attacks, lightning is the fastest, which catches people off guard, and the lightning chain, as a lightning spell between a click spell and a group attack spell, is much more powerful than ordinary lightning balls, lightning shields and other attack power, and it does not require chanting time, and the speed of activation is incomparable to war spells like lightning storm thunderclouds. In terms of the power of a single round of attack, the lightning chain can be compared to a normal seventh-level single attack spell, and the first target to be hit should definitely die as long as it is below gold and there is no equipment protection. Although the power of the next few jumps will gradually decrease, it can also cause serious damage to the Silver Strong.

For the final gold badge, Donald picks a Shadowhunter's ultimate voodoo. Once this skill is cast, all teammates around the caster are protected by a powerful force and become invincible, which can turn the tide and bring victory to your team at critical moments.

As for himself as the only target of attack, Donald felt that his magic shield and companions were protecting him, enough to support him until he destroyed his enemies.

The next day, at breakfast, the Ansells announced that they could dispatch men this time. In addition to Edvina and Ferdinand, there are three Silver Swordsmen, two of whom are masters of the Silver Mid Rank, and one of whom is a Silver Peak Master.

To Donald's surprise, Vincent, who was the Golden Sword Saint, was not on the action, but after thinking about it, the situation in the kingdom has been unstable recently, and it is estimated that the Ansel Territory also needs him, the Marquis, to be in charge, and the highest on his side is only the Silver Mage, and he, the Golden Sword Saint, is involved, obviously suspected of bullying the small.

What's more, this time the exploration is the ruins of the Great Arcanist Lord, and the survivability of the Golden Sword Master may not be as high as that of the Silver Mage, and it may not necessarily get the benefits that suit him, so it is better to stay in the territory.

Even if the opponent's Golden Sword Master does not move, in contrast, Donald feels that the strength of his side is slightly weaker.

If it weren't for the assassins hired by Macbeth to stir up the trouble, Donald would have planned to bring the three Chris with him, after all, this trip was going to the dangerous continental lands and ancient ruins of the Betsy, and there were not too many people.

However, the destructive power that a silver assassin can do is very staggering, so there must be a few silver powerhouses in the territory, so only the three of them can guard the territory. Fortunately, the teacher unexpectedly reached the strength of the silver high stage, with the strength he had accumulated over the years, as well as a strong spell inheritance, it was relatively easy to deal with three or two ordinary silver powerhouses.

And if he shows his true strength, he will not lose to any silver powerhouse, plus Kael'thas who can exert the strength of the bronze peak, the hero profession has always been invincible under the same level, whether in the game or in this world.

So it can be regarded as a strong lineup, not much worse than the Ansel's side.

That's why Donald hated the Silver Assassin so much, and brought it up yesterday when he was discussing a course of action.

Edwina, who was the brainchild of the Ansel's family, immediately gave Donald an idea to solve the Assassin's threat.

Donald was worried that he couldn't get rid of the nasty assassin, and when he heard the Marquise's plan, he immediately clapped his hands and praised it.

After breakfast, Donald walked out of the Marquis's Mansion alone and walked towards the commercial district of Bauhinia City.

After coming to Bauhinia City yesterday, the stinger, who had been suffering before, was finally able to stay in the hotel, take a hot bath, and then sleep beautifully.

Bauhinia City was much bigger than those towns along the way, and Stinger was confident that as long as he drilled into the crowd, even seven or eight silver powerhouses would not be able to find his trace. That's why I rested for the night.

Early the next morning, he sneaked into a residential attic near the Marquis's Mansion and monitored his every move from afar.

Seeing the target come out, he immediately followed him silently.

Originally, Stinger thought that for safety, he should only walk around Bauhinia City, so he was always looking for the best opportunity to prepare for the assassination. However, after walking around a few shops, the target hired a carriage to prepare to turn around and leave through the city gate.

"What is this guy up to?"

Some of the puzzled Stingers followed the target's carriage far away to the outside of the city, and walked a narrow path towards the west of the city.

After a meal, the carriage came to a village a few miles outside the city.

The carriage stopped in front of a brewery at the head of the village, and Donald got out of the carriage and greeted the shopkeeper with a smile.

The stinger hidden in the shadows not far behind him couldn't help but wonder: "What is this guy doing? Could it be that the wine here is very famous, so he made a special trip out of the city to buy wine?"

The more he thinks about it, the more he thinks that there is such a possibility, otherwise the other party is alone, he has also carefully observed, within a few miles around, no one is secretly following, and there is no strong person around the target who exceeds the black iron level, it should not be a trap set for himself.

Stinger thinks that the target may rely on the ability to teleport instantly, and believes that it is in broad daylight, so he is not afraid of his own assassination.

But how could a bronze mage know the methods of the silver assassin, he estimated that the spell could not be launched continuously, so as long as he could withstand the opponent's spell attack, there was at least an eighty percent chance of successfully assassinating the target to complete the task.

Stinger thought of the torture that Donald had brought him all the way from the Northern County to the Northwest Province, and he wanted to slowly tear the other party apart, so he gritted his teeth and said secretly: "Bet! Even if he fails, a little mage will not be able to keep me!"

Unbeknownst to the Silver Assassin, in fact, Donald had come for the wine in the village.

This village is rich in a kind of ale wine that is very famous in the northwestern province and even in the royal capital of Kosovo, because the wine is as golden as amber, has a purity that ordinary ale wine does not have, and the bubbles are clear and there is no floating foam, so it is called golden ale wine.

This refreshing and fruity sweet wine is similar to the champagne that Donald drank in the previous life, and purely from the appearance, it is also very pleasing to the eye.

So after tasting this golden ale at dinner, Donald asked the place where it was made, and planned to buy more and go back to see if he could research a new wine.

Donald was generous, and he was a nobleman, so he bought half a year's inventory of this workshop at once.

Maybe he bought something he was satisfied with, so he left the carriage and coachman at the entrance of the village, carried a small pot of wine alone, came to the grass outside the village, spread out a blanket made of precious fifth-level demonic beast fur, sat down and poured a full cup and drank it.

After a few cups, Donald's face was slightly red, and looking at the drunken look, he almost said to the assassin directly that I am only one person now, and he has relaxed his vigilance, you come and assassinate me!

The blue sky is like blue, the white clouds are like chuáng, and the morning sun reflects the meadow with a pale golden sè.

Just as Donald melted into the pleasant surroundings and seemed to be completely relaxed, a dark shadow came from the other end of the village, slowly approaching the meadow.

Feeling the breeze behind him, Donald, who was slightly drunk, still reacted very quickly, and before the blade reached his body, at the critical moment, he immediately launched the teleportation technique and disappeared in place.

However, the Silver Assassin then laughed, because the target did not know whether it was because of nervousness or drunkenness, and did not teleport far, but teleported to the carriage at the entrance of the village.

Seeing this, the stinger immediately sneered, turned into a dark streamer, and rushed towards the entrance of the village at a speed like a wind.

However, at a distance of twenty or thirty paces, with his secret skills, it was not possible to reach it without a single breath, and he seemed to be able to see the target die tragically under his quenching dagger.

At this moment, the coachman, who had been resting in front of the carriage, suddenly lifted the straw hat on his head and showed a square and majestic face. !。