Chapter 290: Dawn
Zhao He subconsciously felt that something was wrong: "If you are dominated by evil qi again, won't it add to the variables?" You are the elite of the Dragon of Mistime, once you get back your complete body and regain your true strength, it will not be so easy to subdue you." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½β
"You don't have to worry. The wizard seemed to be confident, "Now, the amber mage who saved the state for us is gone, and I can only use the resources of the marching tree to reshape my body, and the past exercises will be wasted and wasted, and I will not be your opponent." β
At this, he pursed his lips, obviously very frustrated in his heart.
"In the past, the expeditions that fell to the Borderlands were highly cultivated, and we were naturally far inferior to them, but there was one thing, they were inferior to us. β
Zhao He quickly reacted: "Marching Tree." β
The wizard smiled slightly, "That's right. Although it has been defeated by the leaders of the Black Sword Society, and has lost the ability to move and cannot take us away, the laboratory and warehouse installed on it are still well preserved, and we may find a way out of our predicament there. β
Zhao He stared at the wizard, and under the evil spirit, he only felt that the other party's seemingly peaceful expression hid a fleeting ferocity, making people dare not trust him.
Teng Yunshen decided to follow the wizard's arrangement. In his opinion, the chattering head is also hateful, but he is a master and bold, and he is not afraid of what tricks the other party plays.
"That's it. We go to the place where the marching tree falls, even if there is little hope, it is better to sit in the city of sorrow after all. "The evil spirit transformed Teng Yunshen from the inside out, making him violent, which is the influence of the bad side, making him decisive, this is the influence of the good side.
"Slow ......"
"I understand your concerns. Teng Yunshen raised his hand to stop Zhao He from continuing, "If he gets a complete body, for us, it will certainly add an unstable factor, but from your point of view, this will add a guarantee." β
The wizard chimed in: "The so-called cold lips and teeth, in the face of an enemy that cannot be defeated alone, I and you are a natural ally. β
Teng Yunshen nodded: "I want to kill you, it's as easy as a snap, if there is one more person, you have to weigh it, and when I move to kill each other, the two of you will be horns against each other, maybe it will make me scruple a little." β
He spoke calmly, penetrated into it, made it clear what was at stake, and did not shy away from the fact that the three might split in the future.
Zhao He didn't say much.
"What about you?" Teng Yunshen looked at the box in his hand, the black viscous liquid slowly flowed around the wizard's neck, and veins extending in all directions were faintly visible under it, fixing the suspended head in one place, other than that, there was nothing to see, "You are exposed to the air." β
"It's not a big problem in the short term. β
Teng Yun thought deeply and simply sat down cross-legged.
"Don't be in a hurry to go, I have something to ask you. β
Zhao He was slightly stunned when he saw that he was a little solemn.
"You may have seen that," Teng Yun muttered deeply, "I know very little about witchcraft. β
Both men had strange expressions on their faces. They did find that Teng Yunshen had an elusive sense of incongruity, but they didn't expect the other party to admit the secret so happily.
Teng Yunshen didn't care about their thoughts, and continued: "Since we have to work together to tide over the difficulties together, there are some things that it is better not to hide from you. β
He set the box aside.
"My friend had prepared a piece of wood for me to test my affinity with the magic of the elves. At first, I was new to witchcraft, and they said it, and I did it, but now that I'm in touch with it, I don't think it's easy to understand. The elves are so strange and different from each other, why can they draw conclusions from a piece of wood? The elves are not as pure as metal, and they can be made of steel. β
That's not a difficult question to answer. Zhao He said, "The magic power of the goblins is no different from the magic power we draw from the rest of the reserves. We convert our own magic into the magic of the four elements, which is used as energy for the elves to cast spells. Fairies are the medium between us and magic. The so-called fairy mages and forest mages are essentially equilibrium mages. β
What he said was the same as Teng Yunshen thought.
"The four elements are the foundation of all things, and every wizard can master them, which means that in fact, every wizard can find the right elf for him. But there is an extremely rare physique that is not suitable for fairy mages, and that is a physique with completely equal affinities for the four elements. β
The wizard said, "That kind of physique is only suitable for implanting Hengmu, and presumably the wood that your friend prepared for you is taken from Hengmu." β
Teng Yunshen was a little envious of the fairy mage's methods.
Mai Ke said that he lacked the talent needed to become a fairy mage, presumably due to the extremely malleable energy field. His physique happens to be the type where the affinities of the four elements are exactly equal. It's just that his physique will change according to his needs, and it is different from the perception of others, and it is unique.
Perhaps, he can also become a goblin mage, and an all-powerful goblin mage.
Teng Yunshen rummaged through his pockets and took out the coins inside. He frequently participated in battles, killing enemies and capturing booty. Before he knew it, he had amassed some coins of unknown purpose.
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Fear slammed into the Black Sword Society's warrior's teeth, shattering his already smug expression.
He tried to ask his accomplices for help, but the only thing that was answered was the silent night, except for the blood mages who tortured him.
"I know that evil is in your nature. The Blood Mage looked at him as he twitched for a long time, as if admiring a prosaic work of art, "I'm the same kind of person as you. β
"Pleaseβ"
"Ahh Don't say that. You're running out of impression points. Don't let it turn negative. The white fingers of the Blood Mage flickered in front of his eyes, "I reminded you, I am the same kind of person as you, put yourself in your shoes, if it were me who fell into your hands, would you let me go? β
The Blood Mage put away his smile.
"You've lost my sweetheart. For this, you will pay all the price you can pay for being worthless. β
Bones grew uncontrollably in the bodies of the Black Sword Society warriors.
"I'm going to kill your wife, I'm going to kill your son, I'm going to kill everyone you care about, and I'm going to cut them with a thousand knives," the Blood Mage shuddered, "It's terrible. But, sadly, that's all true. β
The other party's expression seemed to make her very satisfied.