In a tavern on the outskirts of the Habsburgs. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The dwarf copper hammer picked up a large bottle of ale wine, and poured it all into his mouth, and Marven, who was sitting opposite, was wrapped in a gray robe, and his right index finger kept tapping a black diary.

"Did you really decide to infiltrate the demons?" Bronze Hammer looked at Marven, and the corner of his eye fell on the black diary, the last few pages of which recorded some unknown transactions between the black-robed mage Ruiken and the demons.

Marven nodded nondeniably.

"That's too dangerous, I don't recommend you go!" Copper Hammer poured himself another large bottle of ale, "Although you are good, there are many demons in the eastern part of the Principality of Morowing, and there are also high-level demons...... Uh......" Copper Hammer burped and repeated the emphasis, "It's a high-level demon clan! Even the army of the principality doesn't dare to mess with them, what are you running over to ...... desperately?" Copper Hammer's eyes were full of doubts, he really couldn't figure out why the young man of the Xia clan in front of him had to run over to deal with the demons, the Principality of Morowing had never regarded the Xia people as human beings, and persecuted them a lot.

Marven's gaze gently fell on the Qingwan sword, and he gently stroked the ancient sword body, "The original owner of this sword...... I used to owe her a lot of favors, and now, helping her exterminate the demon clan can be regarded as my little reward......"

"Oh...... I see. The copper hammer put down the wine bottle in his hand, although Marven didn't say anything, he had already vaguely guessed the identity of the original owner of the sword.

"Then what can I help with, just speak!" Hammer shook the empty bottle and put it down helplessly.

Marven opened the black diary and quickly flipped to the last few pages, "That black-robed mage named Riken is secretly colluding with the demons, he just bought the owner of an iron mine, and plans to use all the raw materials mined in this iron mine to produce weapons and equipment to supply the demons ......" Marven concisely recounted the contents of the last few pages of the diary, "Fortunately, this guy has been in the city for fun in recent months, and he hasn't really had any contact with the high-level demons, so I plan to sneak in under an impersonation, and then." ......" He looked around warily, and then whispered something important in Copperhammer's ear.

"Brother, it's fine for you to ask me to help you get some weapons to fool you around, but how do you make sure they don't see the flaws, in case anyone in the demon clan knows that damn mage?" Brass Hammer lowered his voice and shook his head slightly.

Marven smiled faintly, took out the azure blue "Night Demon Eye", the copper hammer suddenly realized, slapped the table and praised: "How did I forget this thing, hehe, using this insidious thing to deal with the demons is really a ...... of fighting poison with poison!"

Subsequently, Marven took out two yellow magic scrolls and gave one of them to the copper hammer, which was a simple signal magic scroll made by himself, as long as one of them was torn, the other would spontaneously combust, Marven explained the use of the scroll, and then instructed the copper hammer, "After the matter is done, I will tear the scroll, and then you will leave quickly!"

Brass Hammer took the scroll and nodded solemnly.

They then left the tavern and found Francis's iron mine, which had been in a semi-deserted state almost since the last riot.

After quickly getting rid of a few drunken guards, Copper Hammer ran into the mine, and I have to say that although the scale of this iron mine is not large, the quality is not bad, at least it can barely satisfy Copper Hammer's critical gaze.

Marven silently walked outside the mine, for him it was a sad place, where more than a hundred Xia companions had died in order to seize their freedom, and seeing everything around him that he had been familiar with, the tragic and bloody scene of a year ago seemed vivid.

Marven found a stele and erected it at the entrance of the mine, the stele was two meters high, and Marven used the sharp Qingva sword to polish the edge of the stele to a smooth edge. Eventually, the tip of his sword rested against the front of the stele.

Marven's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, remembering the figures of the dead brothers in his mind, he wanted to bury their remains, but they were long gone, he wanted to engrave their names, but most of them had already passed away before they could leave their names......

The sword finally landed on the stele, splashing with bursts of sparks and sending out flying stone chips. The sword danced lightly, like dancing an unknown dance music, solemn and heavy.

When the last stone chip settled, Marven put away his sword and bowed deeply to the stone tablet that had been carved, on which were impressively engraved with several large characters "For freedom and faith", which was both his pursuit and a promise......

There was a tinkling sound in the mine, the hammer was already working, and Marven pulled out the blue "Daredevil Eye" from the storage ring.

"Night Demon Eye" is a magic crystal ball specially used to release spiritual magic, and this kind of magic Marven does not have much mastery, just understand, first, this spiritual magic needs enough magic, which is difficult for a beginner magician like Marven to bear such a magic consumption, and secondly, this kind of magic is also more complicated to learn, very energy-consuming, even if the spirit and will are slightly weaker mages even if they recite the spell correctly, it is difficult to release decent spiritual magic.

Fortunately, there is also a more detailed record of this kind of magic in the Hypatia magic notebook, and Marven took out the notebook and studied it for a long time, ready to start experimenting with his spiritual magic.

As night fell, a black wildcat slipped silently into a dilapidated hut next to the mine, feasting on a stolen fish on the beams of the house.

Marven tiptoed in, and the moment the wild cat found himself, he quickly finished reciting the spell, and a white light flashed from his fingertips and shot into the wild cat's eyes, and then, Marven exuded a smug smile on his face--------- it succeeded!

Marven closed his eyes and made a mental connection with the wild cat, and the wild cat immediately jumped off the beam of the house under Marven's manipulation.

Marven's mind began to appear the picture of what the wild cat saw, in the dark, the wild cat has amazing vision, through its eyes, Marven can clearly see the mouse lurking in the corner of the wall, by the wall, several well-made heavy swords neatly stacked together, he counted, there are as many as nine, I have to say, the work efficiency of the copper hammer is really good, this is only the result of his work in one afternoon.

After Marven manipulated the wild cat to bite the rat in the hut to death, a wave of fatigue struck him, and he felt that his magic power was about to run out, so he quickly cut off the spiritual connection with the wild cat, and then fell into a deep sleep......

When Marven woke up the next day, it was already noon, and Hammer found a barrel of ale, two roast chickens, and some bread for lunch. In addition to the heavy sword, there were some armor and shields in the hut, which was apparently the work of the bronze hammer for a morning.

After a hurried lunch, Marven began to study his spiritual magic again, and although yesterday's experiment was successful, Marven also deeply realized the lack of his own magic power. Sure enough, it was still difficult for a beginner magician to use spiritual magic.

Marven focused on the "Night Demon Eye", this magic crystal ball of unknown origin has the magical effect of enhancing spiritual magic, but unfortunately, after yesterday's trial, Marven could not use it at all.

However, Marven soon discovered the crux of the problem, that "Night Demon Eye" stored too much excess magic, which was too large for Marven and was far beyond his control. In other words, if he wanted to use the "Night Demon Eye", he had to clear the huge amount of magic inside first.

"Do you need to clear it?" Marven put his left hand on the crystal ball, and slowly recited a spell to dispel magic in his mouth, feeling the huge magic element fluctuations in the blue ** magic crystal ball, Marven hesitated for a moment, and finally stopped.

"It's the storage of half of the mana of the black-robed mage Rickon!" Marven muttered to himself, such a huge amount of mana, if all of it was wasted, any magician would be in pain.

"This kind of magic power, if I meditate on my own, I don't know if the Year of the Monkey can only achieve it!" Marven let out a soft sigh, staring at the "Night Demon Eye" with regret in his eyes, if it weren't for the black-robed mage who was too light on the enemy, maybe the two of them would die!

After staring at the magical "Night Demon Eye" for a long time, a bold and crazy plan came to Marven's mind, "Absorb that magic power!" Marven's eyes showed a scorching frenzy.

Directly absorbing magic power to improve cultivation is an extremely risky job, in case the magician can't resist the impact of huge magical energy, the slightest carelessness will collapse the mental power, let alone turn back into an ordinary person, it is possible to become an idiot. Because of the high stakes involved, under normal circumstances, mages would prefer to improve their magic through meditation, which is slow but at least safe.

However, Marven felt that this kind of risk was still worth taking, firstly, the nature of the magic stored in the magic crystal like this is relatively stable, and there are many examples of magicians in Middle-earth who rely on absorbing magic crystals to advance, and secondly, this "Night Demon Eye" Although the magic power stored in it is huge, it is unlikely that the impact of its magical energy will cause Marven to collapse his mental power, because although the magic power of the black-robed mage Rickon is strong, it is at least not as strong as Hypatia, otherwise he would not have been attacked by Marven, and besides, Marven also has enough confidence in his spirit and will.

As soon as he thought of this, Marven no longer hesitated, and began to chant spells to absorb the huge magic element, and at the same time, Marven casually made a scroll that was magically dispelled, and in case of a situation, he would tear the scroll as soon as possible in case of an emergency.

As time passed, the magic in the "Eye of the Daredevil" was gradually withdrawn, and its color gradually faded. Marven's face was pale, and the cold sweat kept sliding down his forehead, he still underestimated the strength of the magic power, closed his eyes, he only felt as if a large blue halo was invading his mind, his brain was in severe pain, and all kinds of terrifying memories of the past floated in front of him. Marven just gritted his teeth, his whole body trembled slightly, and he was now supported by a willpower.

After nightfall, the violent fluctuations of the magic elements finally subsided, and the "Night Demon Eye" also returned to its normal light blue color, Marven opened his eyes, and couldn't wait to walk towards the outside of the grass hut, he silently chanted a spell, and released a rocket spell towards a large rock not far away.

"Boom!" The rocks were flying, the dust was flying, and the big stone was directly shattered!

"Advanced!" Seeing this result, a trace of joy flashed through Marven's heart, and he immediately made an accurate judgment on his current magic level.

"At this time, if the strength can be enhanced, there will be more hope for success. Marven took out the black diary from the storage ring, the last page of the diary had been torn out, and it was estimated that some great secret was involved.

It is clear from the diary that the demons have begun to change their usual low-key style, and are ready to move around Middle-earth, and chess pieces like the black-robed mage Rickon have also been activated, which is very bad for the Night Elves.

Marven couldn't help but worry about Hypatia in his heart, if the demon crisis was not handled properly, her situation within the Night Elves would be worrying, "No matter what, Hypatia, I will do my best to help you!" Marven secretly swore in his heart.