"Dear Lady Blaney, this is your trophy. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Elena spread her palm, and a yellow polyhedron appeared in front of the person. It was a magic crystal, but after the one-eyed bond cut off the head of the Yeti King, two magic crystals were condensed, one of which he took away, and the other was shot by Blaney with an arrow. The jewel that had been shot rolled into the darkness and fell into the hands of the Roma.

"It's really beautiful. "The magic crystals reflect the light of the sands of time, and they look as dazzling as the stars in the sky. Angela, the goblin, was about to drool, and she couldn't resist holding her in the palm of her hand, and secretly swore in her heart that she would get one of these magic crystals in the future.

"Thank you!" Blaney was not pretentious, and directly took the magic crystals into his pocket, turned around and prepared to leave. This is the spoils that Blaney deserved for driving away the One-Eyed Bond, and if someone hadn't driven out the One-Eyed Bond today, the Roma would have been killed.

"Wait, beautiful archer, we have something to discuss with you. Old Tom hurried out of the crowd. Now the situation of the Roma is very bad, the guards have died three, and the impurators recruited in the Purgatory Tavern are dead and fleeing. With their current strength alone, they would definitely not be able to return to Frost-Free City safely. They can't deal with any kind of magical beast they encounter in the wilderness, and the only silver-level thief can't protect so many people at all.

"I'm afraid not, we have more important things to do. Blaney knew what he was trying to say as soon as the Roma spoke, the Roma recruiting adventurers in Purgatory caused a great stir in Whitestone, and when it came to One-Eyed Bond, the number of these adventurers didn't make sense.

"We can offer a high price, a very high price. Tom said.

"Do you think we look like people who are short of money?" Nicholas took a few steps forward, and he crossed the crowd to see the two carriages that had fallen to the ground, boxes and boxes of gold moores scattered everywhere, shining with a charming brilliance in the light of the sands of time.

"I take back what I just said, we are short of money. Nicholas looked greedily, and he kept squeezing Blaney's eyes, lest she say something against it.

"You've made a lot of money in Whitestone, I know that," Blaney chuckled faintly, "There's no way I'm going to take advantage of the fire at this time, I'm sorry, I can't help you!"

"We can go with you, you are also going to Frost-Free City, right, let's go together, just as a stop-by, the car of Golden Moore to Frost-Free City is yours. Old Tom seemed to grasp the last straw that saved his life, "I can also tell you a secret, just now One-Eyed Bond got a magic crystal, if I'm not mistaken, it's a healing stone." ”

"Healing Stones," Elblin Angela squealed, "Is it really a Healing Stone?"

"Yes, I'm sure that after the head of the Yeti King was cut off just now, two magic crystals finally appeared, one in Lady Blaney's hand, and the other healing stone was taken away by One-Eyed Bond. Old Tom said worriedly.

"Damn, if I had known he had a healing stone on his hand just now, I wouldn't have let him go. Blaney was so angry that he threw all the chasing wind in his hand on the snow.

"If One-Eyed Bond does have a healing stone in his hands, we must chase it back. "Just enough for Angela to use." ”

The surviving Roma gathered, lit a bonfire and cooked a little hot food. Everyone's face was filled with sorrow, everyone in White Rock Town had made a lot of money, but there was still a long way to go from Frost-Free City in the Valley of Ice Road, and now there was only one person left in the guard. The wounded dancers wept quietly, and the crows were not heard around them.

"You now have a choice, die or live. Mowglitte dragged the surviving members of the Wind Wolves to a remote dark corner. He didn't want too many people to know about what happened next.

"I've been abandoned by them, and now that I've broken my hand, do you think I still have a chance to live?" said the bandit with messy red hair in frustration.

"Of course, as long as you are willing to cooperate with us, you have a chance to live. The premise is that you are willing to cooperate with us. Mowglitte threw a severed arm in front of the man.

"What do you want me to do?" Merlin asked.

"You don't have to do anything, you just have to watch. Morgritte's voice was full of temptation, he opened his hands, and suddenly a white flame appeared in front of him. The flame burned quietly under the dark canopy of the eternal night, and the howling cold wind could not make it shiver in the slightest. Merlin couldn't help but take a few steps back, as the snow and ice on the ground began to melt, and he was too close to the white flames, and the red hair on his forehead began to curl.

Mowglitte picked up the severed arm on the ground and threw it into the white flames, and a sizzling sound rang out, and a disgusting stench emanated from the flames. Merlin's stomach juice churned, and he couldn't help but vomit. I can't imagine watching my arm burn in the flames, smelling that burnt smell, like a sticky, salty slug crawling down my throat. He vomited all the potatoes he had eaten last night.

"The best moment is coming, you better keep your eyes open, it's something you'll never forget. Merlin, this will be your custom weapon. Mowglitte pulled out a white piece of Mithril from her bosom. It's a good thing he squeezed out of the lord's warehouse.

The flesh on the severed arm had burned, and only a small piece of flesh and bone was as white as jade. The Mithril thrown into the flames quickly fused into a mass of liquid, which rolled up and down in the flames, suddenly turning into a small slender snake. Fall on top of the bones and swim. The little snake circled up and down the bones, and then suddenly turned into a pile of small droplets, which rolled on the surface of the bones, and gradually disappeared.

As soon as Mowglitte beckoned, the white bone flew out of the flames of the white stone. Fall into the hands of the gray dwarves. The surface of the white bone is covered with a thin layer of Mithril, which exudes a charming brilliance, and it is cold to the touch and full of hard texture.