waves, there was an explosion in the lava river, and sparks splashed.

Roy watched in a daze as Malt flew in front of him, and before he could speak, he saw the little girl pull open the collar of her dress without saying a word, and get into it like a wallaby. A moment later, a red-faced little brain melon was revealed.

Roy opened his mouth, his expression extremely silly.

Although after becoming a flower elf, Malt'er's body was only the size of a palm, and her appearance had changed to that of an eleven-year-old child, but she was naked after all. When she burrowed into Roy's arms, skin to skin touched with a creamy and cool taste, like soft and silky satin. It made Roy tingle.

Looking down at the elf in his arms, Roy's heart felt like someone had suddenly pinched him, and he was full of love. Like Oliver, who was still a puppy when he was a child, and like holding a sister who suddenly appeared.

This feeling is too fatal for Roy, who has no siblings and no friends and playmates since he was a child. He didn't even dare to move, for fear that he would be careless, so he squeezed the little thing in his neckline.

"Malt?" called Roy.

"Huh?" Malt hid in her clothes, her small hands clutching the edge of her neckline tightly, and she made a slight sound in her nose, which was considered an answer. The little body seemed to tremble a little.

"You're not going back?" Roy felt his face flush like a red-hot coal.

"What's going on!" Mai'er tugged at her collar and half-sank her face into it, her voice muffled, "Elven Butterfly, it will take ten days to complete the fusion." I don't care, I'm going to sleep. ”

With that, she slipped into her clothes.

Roy couldn't stop laughing. When I was a child, I lived in Lakeside City for half a year, although I didn't enter the elf temple to watch the elven butterflies, but I also saw those elves who turned into butterflies appeared in their first form the next day, and their appearance and behavior were the same as usual, there was no change, and I didn't hear that the elven butterflies still had a fusion period.

The little girl is a trick. Roy gritted his teeth, only to feel that Malt was writhing in his arms, making his body tickle, but he didn't dare to reach out to scratch it, it was extremely uncomfortable.

For the time being, there is no way to reason with Malt. Roy turned his head to look around, deciding to stay in the cave for a while.

First, the dry food in the bag was enough for himself and Malt to eat for two days, so there was no need to go out in a hurry. Second, those people of the Holy Sect may not give up, they and Mai'er are hiding here quietly and safely, there is a dragon gate outside, which is ten times better than the previous cave, and they can meditate and cultivate with peace of mind.

Besides, even if you want to go out, it's better to find another way. There's no need to provoke that dragon now. Although the journey from the dragon's den is the closest, the risk of getting up close and personal with the dragon is too great. Even if you want to take the risk, you have to go after searching all the cave forks and finally you can't find the way.

Whoever goes now, who's stupid!

In addition, there is one more important thing - I have to make a dress for the malt in my arms!

Roy took the needle and thread out of his hunting bag and walked towards the pile of clothes where Malt had fallen on the ground.

Years of wandering in the wild have cultivated Roy's good skills in sewing. Now Malt is only the size of a palm, and it couldn't be easier for him to make a few clothes out of her original fabric.

Roy crouched down and looked through Malt's clothes.

The top coat is your own and can be put on. The following women's hunting suit, tattered, can be cut out to make clothes, but it is leather, and it will be very uncomfortable to fit closely.

Below, what is this, the fabric is very thin and soft

The big-headed boy curiously pulled up a triangular object, and was about to take a closer look, when his chest suddenly moved, and then he heard the crisp and embarrassed child's voice of Malt.

"Perverted!"

Roy stinks and makes some clothes for Malt, summons water with water magic to wash and dry, and stuffs it into his arms.

can be scolded as a pervert by the legendary dark elves, Roy estimates that there is only an unlucky person like himself in the world. I can't defend it, who told me to look through the light of other girls.

After packing up his things and having nothing to do, Roy took out the things he had just harvested and looked at them, sorting them into categories, which ones could be used, which ones could be sold, and how much they were worth. ,

Roy has been wandering around with William since he was a child, and his life is very hard. Hunted the monster and sold the magic stone and the magic core, but most of the money was used by his grandfather William to pay for tuition and invited those strange teachers to him. Therefore, since he was a child, he had never even seen ten Jin Lulang put together.

But now, Roy happily took out a dark green magic core and looked at the light.

The magic core of a high-level Warcraft is different from the magic stone of a low-level Warcraft.

Demonic beasts of the first and second levels only produce magic stones. The magic stone looks like a stone on the outside, and the shape and size are irregular, large or small, square or round. There is not much energy value in it.

Intermediate Demonic Beasts above the third level may produce Demon Cores. But it was a matter of luck. Most of the third- and fourth-level demonic beasts have magic stones in their bodies, and only a few particularly strong ones will condense the magic stones into magic cores. Although the condensed magic core looks much smaller than the magic stone, its value is dozens of times that of the magic stone.

The magic core of a Warcraft above level 5 is a high-end product. If you don't have two or three hundred Jin Lulang, don't even think about it. You must know that hunting a fifth- or sixth-level demonic beast with slight intelligence and strength is not something that can be done alone. Even many mercenary squads are often chased by their prey in turn, and the whole army is wiped out.

From this, it can be imagined that the fifteen or sixteen demon cores looted in the dragon's lair are a windfall!

At this moment, the green magic core in Roy's hand was olive-shaped, and the surface was smooth and crystal clear, like a gem. Just by holding it in your hand, you can feel the tremendous energy contained in it.

The magic core can not only be used as an energy source for magic pattern products, but also a necessity for blacksmith forging and medicine for pharmacists, and it is also a powerful auxiliary for mage cultivation and knight cultivation.

As long as there is enough money, any mage is willing to increase his cultivation speed by absorbing the energy in the demon core and transforming the magic power when cultivating. Similarly, when a knight cultivates Dou Qi, he can also rely on extracting the source power in the Demon Core to increase the cultivation speed of Dou Qi.

Turning the core in his hand, Roy gradually fell into deep thought.

In the past, he had always thought that these were natural things, and he had never thought carefully about why the energy contained in the demon core of the Warcraft could be magic power, or the source power of the knight's fighting spirit.

Those are two different powers!

But the magic core just synthesized it together. The same magic core, if the mage extracts energy and converts it into magic power, it will be scrapped, and the knight will not be able to use it. Vice versa.

Does this mean that in fact, the energy of heaven and earth is the same, but human beings have embarked on different cultivation paths, so the use of energy is also different?

It's like a magic pattern. The reason why the heating magic pattern and the cooling magic pattern in the living room of the great nobles finally produce two diametrically opposite effects, one hot and one cold, is only because of the difference in the magic pattern. However, there is no difference in the magic cores used.

Whether it is the magic core of the water-type demonic beast, or the demonic core of the fire-type demonic beast, or even the seemingly unrelated three-series demonic core of gold, wood and earth, the two types of demonic patterns are the same.

The magic core of the Warcraft is like this, and the magic core in his body is like this.

Thinking of this, Roy couldn't sit still any longer, stood up and spun back and forth, thinking to himself, the magic power of ordinary mages is stored in the whole body, traveling back and forth. Only the knight has the first Douqi nebula in the lower abdomen, forming the source force core. The different forms, uses, and storage locations of different powers are the most essential differences between mages and knights.

And himself, just in the position of the knight's source power core, has a magic core that releases magic power!

Looking at the monsters in the world, the combat skills are also strange. There are magic attacks, which are a wind leopard with a wind blade, and there are also vindictive attacks, and there are purple-maned lions that raise their claws. And the super-level demonic beast is even more demonic and martial arts.

Why is it that they all work, but I can't?

Fuck, isn't it as good as a beast with a big head?

It's still on the shelves in a few days, and it's inevitable that I'm apprehensive. Running on this road again, I don't know how many friends I have with me when I turn back on November 1. I'm refueling codeword. Save more manuscripts.