After resting for more than a day, everyone set off for Alashankou. While passing through Blackwater, the mercenaries bought a carriage for Maputo, who was seriously wounded, so that he could recover quickly. After seeing the strength of Orlando and Yuna, the mercenaries suddenly realized why the three of them dared to sleep in the barren mountains and mountains. Under the interrogation of the female magician Liya, Yuna admitted that she was a high-level magician, and she guarded Yang Ling, who was a magic apprentice, along with the slave Orlando. Under her explanation, the mercenaries were not suspicious, and understood why the two of them were tightly guarding Yang Ling's tent at that time. After understanding Yuna's identity and strength, some of the mercenaries' doubts were naturally solved. In their eyes, the reason why the bandits surrounding the fat Hans suddenly fell was because of Yuna's magic. No one thought that all of this was Yang Ling's hands and feet behind his back. "Hey, Brother Yuri, your sister is already a high-level magician, why are you still a little magic apprentice?" On this day, when he stopped to rest behind a hill, the fat man Hans asked and sat down beside Yang Ling. As his mouth was struck by a barbarian's stone, and two of his front teeth were lost, he spoke as indistinctly as if he were leaking. "Alas, I don't know what the hell is going on!" Looking at Hans's red and swollen face, Yang Ling smiled, and then pretended to regret and said: "Because of this, I had to come out to be a small businessman, but I didn't expect to achieve nothing!" "Hehe, otherwise, just learn summoning with me!" Hans patted his chest and said loudly: "Summoners are the most promising, the safest class on the battlefield, and when they cultivate to a high level, they can even summon a giant dragon as a magic pet, and their strength far exceeds that of magicians and warriors." Not to mention anything else, at least it's much better than you being a small businessman!" "The most promising, the safest class on the battlefield?" Hearing the fat man say this, look at his fat body, and then look at his swollen face like a pig's head, Liya snorted and said: "You shameless dead fat man, I don't know if you have a future, but at least you are the thickest skinned soldier!" "Hehe, at least it's much better than a certain eldest lady who wets the bed at the age of eight!" "You, dead fat man, don't run, stop me!" In a fit of rage, Liya, the self-proclaimed head of the regiment, scolded and chased the fat man Hans around. Originally, the fat man covered in fat gritted his teeth and couldn't run fast, but unfortunately the female magician Liya accidentally sprained her right foot in the big battle. In this way, the two of them are just half a catty. It seems that this should be a few partners who have grown up together since childhood, although the strength is very good, but when they fight, they are more tacit! Look at the fat man and the female magician who are chasing after him, and then look at the knight Harare and the archer Lobina and others who are not strange, Yang Ling secretly speculates their identities. Although the rookie mercenaries of these 'Dragon Slayer' mercenary groups are very strong, they have no problem dealing with ordinary bandits and ruffians, and acting with them can save some unnecessary trouble. "Yuri, Brother Yuri, as long as you help me stop this female madman, I will teach you the summoning technique immediately!" After running for a long time, the fat man really couldn't run, and he stopped behind Yang Ling out of breath while talking. However, the sorceress Liya was no better, her face was flushed, her small breasts fell together, and she was so tired that she almost tripped over herself. When you have nothing to do, it's also a good idea to learn about the summoning techniques of this world! Look at the fat man who is desperately panting like a dog, Yang Ling smiled and glanced at Yuna beside him. The latter understood, and immediately stepped forward to support Liya, half-pushing and half-persuading her to the side. Compared to the Tarantula King and the Slanted Eye Tyrant, Sky Fox Yuna was easier to understand what Yang Ling meant. With the strengthening of his mental power, Yang Ling can quickly learn what Yuna is thinking, and Yuna often understands what he means without saying much. After taking a few sips of water, the fat man Hans slowly calmed down and slowly explained the mysterious summoning technique to Yang Ling. It turns out that the so-called summoning technique is to make a magic contract with the monster and take the latter as a war pet. Usually put it in the magic space, and when you need it, the other party will find it and fight. "This badge is the magic space that the mentor gave me!" said the fat man Hans as he took out a badge that looked like a waist card, and then said: "The stronger the summoner's spiritual power, the larger the corresponding magic space will be, and the more likely it is to make a contract with the powerful demonic beasts. Legend has it that thousands of years ago, the ancient summoners could summon magical beasts to fight, and they had a huge magical space like the Tyranid continent, but unfortunately," Hans shook his head regretfully as he said, and put away a rare smile. Although there are still quite a few excellent summoners on the continent, the overall decline has become more pronounced year by year compared to warriors, knights, and magicians. If it weren't for the family's compulsion, he wouldn't have bloodied any summoning techniques. With the huge magic space of the Tylen Continent, the speaker has no intention, the listener has a heart, listening to the fat man's words, Yang Ling's heart moved, and he remembered that his Wu Tower space was expanding more and more. According to ancient legends on the continent of Tyrann, after the Great War of Gods and Demons, the Ancient Wizards split into the short-lived Ancient Summoners and Tree Shepherds. From the perspective of storing magical beasts, there seems to be no essential difference between the witch tower space and the summoner's magic space. Confused, Yang Ling reached out and took the badge from the fat man's hand, and quietly lost a trace of magic power into it. Sure enough, the spiritual power quickly detected an inexplicable space, and he could still feel the fat man's green skin carving lying quietly in it as if it were hibernating. But for some reason, the mental power just can't get in. Could it be that the strength of the spiritual power is not enough? Thinking of the situation when Yuna's magic array was broken in the first place, Yang Ling's heart moved, and he secretly increased his strength. Unexpectedly, the fat man on the side screamed and rolled around with his head in his hands, as if he had been attacked by some invisible attack!"Fat man, are you okay?" Shocked, Yang Ling hurriedly retreated his powerful spiritual power and helped the fat man who was pale in pain. Strangely, as soon as his mental power withdrew from the fat man's magic badge, the latter immediately felt much better. Could it be that the summoner relied on his spiritual power to contact the magic badge and forcibly invade the magic space, which was equivalent to attacking the summoner's brain? Looking at the fat man holding his head with tears in his eyes, Yang Ling's heart moved, and he tried again. Sure enough, the invading mental power was a little stronger, and the fat man screamed in pain, and a little lighter, the other party breathed a sigh of relief. The poor fat man, who was originally going to teach Yang Ling, the so-called magic apprentice, to learn summoning techniques, but he didn't expect to accidentally become the latter's guinea pig, and his body trembled intermittently like a pendulum. Looking at the fat man in a strange situation, Leah, Harare and the others all gathered around, but except for Yuna, even Orlando didn't know what was going on. "Oh my God, could it be that the fat man's head was broken by the ogre's mace?" Although she usually spoke ill of her, she was worried when she looked at the fat man with a pale face. Although the fat man is sometimes extremely hateful, but the aunt is such a son as him, and she doesn't want the fat man to have any accidents. Otherwise, my aunt would have been heartbroken and would have burst into tears. "Legend has it that there is a demon Ulysses in the Ladakh Mountains who was cursed by the demon god of hell. Every winter, it will come out to make trouble, and it can invisibly suck people's brains and make people become puppets in an instant!" After a moment of hesitation, Orlando continued: "Could it be that the fat man inadvertently attracted the demon Ulysses?" Only Yang Ling smiled helplessly, but he didn't expect that he would accidentally become a demon in Orlando's mouth. "Don't worry, the fat man is just weak and frightened!" After a pause, Yang Ling said slowly: "As long as he is allowed to sleep after eating and drinking, I will ensure that there will be no problems after waking up!" After comforting everyone for a few words, Yang Ling instructed Orlando to carry the fat man to the carriage to rest, and no one knew what was going on better than him. The fat man was just mentally attacked, and his mental power was extremely exhausted, and he was basically able to recover after a night's rest. Of course, if his magic badge is forcibly broken, the situation will be serious, and it is not impossible to die on the spot judging by the appearance of the fat man. After the spiritual power invaded the magic badge, the fat man was like being struck by lightning, if someone used the fat spiritual power to forcibly invade the space of the Witch Tower, would he encounter the same situation? After sitting cross-legged in the tent, Yang Ling discovered a terrible problem. Whether it was the spider demon in the Teutonic Valley, or the Elder Cruyff, who was a saint-level master, their spiritual power was far above their own, and if they used their huge spiritual power to directly attack their own witch tower space, the consequences would be unimaginable! In this world where the weak eat the strong, quickly strengthening one's own strength is the king! After calming down, Yang Ling put aside his terrible thoughts and carefully cultivated, running the Astral Witch Decision, the Body Refining Witch Decision, and the Psychic Spell at the same time. The Astral Witch is responsible for absorbing the vast astral energy and strengthening the magic power in the body, the Body Refining Witch is responsible for using the absorbed energy to refine the body step by step and strengthen the body again and again, and the Psychic Spell is responsible for absorbing the green life energy and indirectly improving one's spiritual power. Although the situation would be very serious after the Wu Tower Space was attacked, Yang Ling believed that as long as he continued to cultivate like this, as his spiritual power became higher and higher, and as he mastered more mystical witchcraft, he would one day find a solution!

(To be continued)