Black Wizard Zhu Peng

Wizard City, an underground battle arena.

It was another fierce battle of "Magic Familiar Three VS Three". Because of the rapid increase in the ranking of the summoned magic company to win consecutive victories, it became more and more difficult for Zhu Peng to win easily.

The summoners facing at this moment already generally have an advanced magic familiar as their core main force.

In the current game, after a rather hard battle, Zhu Peng even had to sacrifice a powerful poisonous spider king who did not obey the command very much before he narrowly defeated his opponent and maintained his winning streak while also taking the initiative. Ended this crazy challenge that continued for two days and nights.

If it were not for this crazy and rising ranking, it would not attract many gamblers to watch the game.

Zhu Peng, who had once again harvested an extra amount of magic stone and materials, took it up when he saw it, turned and left the first-line Colosseum. In the dimly lit hall, he spontaneously saw the beautiful woman with black hair and white dress in a single hand with a sheathed sword among a group of robe wizards: Yang Cai'er.

"Mr. Clown, did you make a lot of money? Wouldn't you invite me to have a drink?"

"...Well, it won't really make the dealer in this battlefield feel painful, otherwise I would have secretly sent someone to sniper me, how can I continue the winning streak as easily as I am now. Let's go, go I can afford to buy you a couple of drinks. I can afford to spend the money." Zhu Peng reached out and made an invitation, full of Calradia noble etiquette, and his attitude obviously made Yang Cai'er very happy. The corner of the girl’s mouth With a smile, he raised his head satisfied and walked over.

At this time, Zhu Peng was wearing a clown mask on his face, which was prepared by the underground arena for various summoners to increase the sense of mystery. It was something that could be worn or not.

Zhu Peng scribbled a cover on his face, and there was a Mr. Clown who became famous.

After taking the mask, she went to a small round table in the corner. Yang Caier ordered a glass of the most expensive magic wine. After Zhu Peng was seated, she reached out and pushed a thick document material to Zhu Peng:

Pansy Yarek Sear

Gender: Female

Lineage: Lineage

Occupation: Dark Wizard

Stage position: Fourth-order demigod

Affiliation: Hand of Crime and Prison, Department of Plastic Energy

Affiliated Society: Dark Rose, Immortal Blood

This Pansy Yalek Sil is also Laila’s mentor. Laila came to visit Zhu Peng some time ago, and the invitation he pushed to him was the black wizard society in the Hand of Hell of the Black Castle. "Immortal Blood" invitation.

At that time, Laila said that Zhu Pengda could get to know through his contacts, Zhu Peng was also honest, and directly used his authority in the Chinese Samurai Association to collect "immortal blood" and the vampire demigod as much as possible. Related materials by Pansy Yarek Sear.

"This vampire demigod is a famous lace-rim witch inside the Hand of Hell. She loves beautiful girls very much. Her famous saying is:'In my world, there are only two kinds of people, beautiful women, useful Man.'" At this point, Yang Cai'er sipped the super expensive glass of wine, then she frowned, put the glass on the table again, and continued to say:

"In other words, in the eyes of this **** marquise, unbeautiful women and useless men are not humans... it is not a good thing, but it is indeed an old demigod who has accumulated According to intelligence records, she personally commanded the army during the invasion of the world of the gods two hundred years ago, but later she was defeated and she herself was hit hard, and she barely escaped to the wizarding world. Until now, she only dared to lick her wounds in the world of black castle. , Even mandatory tasks are exempted by spending money."

A badly wounded demi-god wizard, her wisdom is usually not affected much, but for valuable students, it is much gentler than in the heyday.

Because the existence in this state needs more support from its own students, this is the human principle in the normal state.

Of course, it does not rule out that there are some lunatics who become more mad the more injured, and maintain their majesty and absolute authority with brutal bloodthirsty.

"...If you worship her as a mentor, this demigod vampire will indeed give you some guidance. After all, she herself needs someone to help her. It is not particularly expensive to spend money to exempt military service once or twice, but the more you will have to pay later. The more expensive the price is. Asking for help from other ranks is not worth the price, just the favor is not worth it. Therefore, her next mandatory task is likely to send an outstanding disciple to help her complete it. According to According to our information, many of this demigod’s disciples have been recruiting sufficiently good wizards recently." Yang Cai'er also said the inferences she had made after reading the information. It seems that she has done her best and is not simple. It's just collecting basic materials.

"That is to say, in the next 20 years or so, as her disciple, it is very likely that she will participate in a fourth-order demigod series mission?" Zhu Peng turned to the corresponding page of the material according to Yang Caier's words, and found that the distance from the vampire at this time was half. The time of God's next mandatory task.

"Yes, the difficulty of this kind of compulsory task is high or low, but the reward is worthy of the worth of a Tier 4 demigod. For Tier 3, it is of course a challenge, but it is also an opportunity."

This afternoon, Zhu Peng and Yang Cai'er chatted for a long time at the bar of the underground arena.

Then he returned to the Zhu Family Mansion and continued to read the materials to understand the immortal blood of the Black Wizard Society and the disposition of the vampire demigod. Gradually, he made up his mind in his heart.

The kinship is ordinary, extravagant and slutty, and he became the male disciple of Pansy Yarek Searle. It is a regular benefit to have several **** beauties serving by him. It happened that Zhu Peng was studying the anatomy of alien life during this period. Curious about the blood life structure known as the "human natural enemy".

Of course, this is second.

The most important thing is that the vampire demigod has been recuperating for two hundred years, but her main attack direction is magical mechanics, and even the hand of sin enchantment system. After obtaining the Sodar goblin civilization will ball, the first batch High-level wizard who applied to study.

Zhu Peng can study this course for free and unlimited, and there is a demigod guide who specializes in this way and has accumulated a lot of knowledge for two hundred years. He thinks that Zhu Peng can avoid many detours.

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Before making up his mind to go with Laila to the world of the Hand Sculpture of Sin Hell, Zhu Peng was actually quite busy. That day, he came to the Chinese Samurai Association with a black suitcase, but he received a personal invitation from Mr. Li Jingxuan to send a rare white alchemist on the road.

When she came to the Chinese Samurai Association, Yang Caier sent a text message to Zhu Peng, saying that there were some matters to be handled, so she would not come to accompany Zhu Peng today, but she was two of the five tigers and thirteen eagles who greeted herself at the door:

Liu Sheng Suyue and Park Hye-hee, the two girls in front of them are both elite figures of the young generation of the Chinese Samurai Association.

"Brother Zhu."

"Hello, Brother Zhu." The crisp and sweet voice was pleasant to the ear.

"They are all my own brothers, you don't need to be polite, let's lead the way, let's finish the work first."

Hearing what Zhu Peng said, Liu Sheng Suyue and Park Hyexi took him directly to the underground prison of the dojo after giving the ceremony. A group of three people walked into the open underground stone chamber together. In the prison surrounded by rows of black iron doors, stone walls, and wire nooses, I vaguely heard a huge stomping sound coming from one of the cells. The ground shook like an earthquake, as if there were guns firing from inside.

Zhu Peng's ears moved. Hearing this sound, his mind and heart seemed to show a human figure practicing his fists and feet in a closed room. The iron fist swung the strong wind and slammed into the surrounding walls. The shock is muffled, like a huge wave emptying against the reef!

Damn, two soldiers with big steel guns opened the big iron gate of the prison after checking the documents of the three people's accident. This is an underground prison located in the most gloomy part of the Chinese Samurai Association's Fengshui, five steps and one post. , Ten steps and one sentry, and there are countless electronic eyes monitoring around.

Zhu Peng even found faint magic patterns in some corners of the prison, which are all aspects of manpower, technology, and witchcraft, dripping water.

"Hey, Uncle Pusi didn't know what he was going crazy. He actually failed in a mission and killed all the juniors who followed him on the mission. Then he wanted to escape, but was captured by Uncle Fuhui himself. He came back. Originally, the mission failed. Although he would be punished a little bit, Uncle Pucci is a precious alchemist, and he won’t be punished severely. Now, Brother Zhu will execute the sentence yourself." While speaking, the last big iron door slowly opened.

On a bed, a sitting figure appeared.

This white alchemist, who is also the only one in the entire Chinese Samurai Association, does not grow tall. On the contrary, he is unusually thin and dry. At this moment, sitting on the bed, his temperament reveals a little unfeeling taste. With white hair and blue eyes, his eyes were deeply sunken. In such a gloomy cell, it was like two faintly burning ghost fires. His whole body exuded a gloomy and decayed meaning, as if he was about to lie in the coffin to die. The dying old man dropped.

However, there are huge steel shackles on his hands and feet!

The iron rings of these steel shackles are as thick as an egg and three to four meters long. They fix his body on the walls on four sides. This is the standard equipment for restraining alchemists, especially after entering the wizarding world. Combat power, explosive power, and diversification of means have become more and more terrifying. A little carelessness will easily allow them to break free from the shackles and trap the dragon into the sky.

Zhu Peng took out the materials from the black suitcase he had been carrying, and drew a complex and mysterious magic formation on the ground in front of the three present. Then he took out a card with a green grassland as the background, and When he plunged into the magic array, the entire magic array suddenly burned with a purple flame.

Strategy card: "Soul-bound green grassland" with the diffusion of magic power injection, soon shrouded everyone present in a vast grassland illusion. The two girls present even sniffed gently and felt the grass and breeze. , The beautiful breath of sunshine.

In the past few days, Zhu Peng has spent time and energy and invested a lot of magical materials after learning about this matter about Pusi. He specially upgraded the realm card of the original whiteboard to the first level and fifth level, matching his official wizard level, even In order to strengthen its grade, Zhu Peng put all the power of destiny accumulated during this time into it, and almost forcibly upgraded it to the deep blue grade.

It seems that it is because of the continuous improvement of one's own strength. If you do nothing, the speed of the accumulation of destiny's power will be slower. This may be because the stronger the individual, the greater the power consumed to change his destiny.

If it was the apprenticeship stage, the power of destiny poured in was enough to raise this strategic card to the level of a golden card, even if it was only light gold, it would be more qualitative, but now it was dark blue.

Theoretically speaking, in terms of enhancing combat effectiveness, the strategic card "Soul Bound Green Grassland" is not more valuable than the battle card for summoning the servitor, but it has a hidden feature:

Any life that dies in the original fantasy world of desperate bones will consume most of the nutrients in the bones itself, but the bones will also pay tribute, leaving the most precious part of the deceased to their masters. This is a pan-consciousness. Trading behavior.

Strengthening this strategic card first can help Zhu Peng obtain more high-quality blood soul crystals, which can be used to strengthen other cards in his hand or create new cards.

In a sense, this is a kind of unsatisfactory results, but it wins in long-term return investment:

Soul-bound Green Grassland/Desperate Skeleton Original (Normal/Necromancer/Dark Blue):

Mastery: 69% (see the truth)

Level: Level 1 and Level 5

effect:

1. Drag the enemy and ourselves into the fantasy world. The higher the degree of understanding, the stronger the power of the fantasy world. When the understanding reaches its extreme value, the fantasy world will be transformed into a special field.

2. Swallow the bones of the dead, the original state of the desperate bones will swallow the bones of the dead in the fantasy territory, and condense the essence to form the blood soul crystal.

Inscription: Put on Shepherd to make a wish...My love, I can finally see you.

"Pusi, I respect you as a senior in martial arts, so I won't lie or lie. Under Zhu Peng, I will be one of the five tigers of the Chinese Samurai Association. Because I practice witchcraft, I need some high-quality blood souls as materials... …You have committed the crime of betrayal and will be executed by the younger generation. Do you have anything to say?"

While Zhu Peng spoke, the iron chains that bound the hands, feet, and limbs of Old Man Pusi were entangled in the grassland and then untied. The old white man stood up, moved his hands, feet and limbs, making a clicking sound like steel reassembling.

"Iron Winged Tiger Zhu Peng? I heard that when you first joined the meeting, you defeated the eight-armed Buddhist monk head-on, and beat him to the disintegration of the Buddha's heart. Since then, he willingly became a dog of the Han people in the meeting. , Got Li Jingxuan's many true stories, right?"

"Mr. Li and I have not yet met... But, Mr. Li did point me to many martial arts essentials. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com" Zhu Peng said frankly, thinking of the thick-backed machete at home.

"That kid has never concealed his likes, dislikes, loves and dislikes. He always said something like'Di Yi enters Huaxia, Huaxia Zhi', but when there are really good things, he always takes care of the Han people first, not to mention us. Whites and blacks, even the two Goryeos and Dongying Nizi behind you, aren’t they raised by stepmothers?” At this point, the old white man paused, and his wolf-like eyes suddenly Pierced on Zhu Peng.

"Now even the old man's life will be given to you kid in vain. If you do this, will there really be a day for all races to return?"

"Ninety-eight percent of the Chinese Samurai Association is made up of Chinese people. It is not based on Huaxia people. Is it mainly composed of foreign races who account for only 2%? What's more, you keep saying that Mr. Li treats everyone kindly, then I asked, from beginning to end, did you really consider yourself a member of the Chinese Samurai Association? I'm afraid, not necessarily." The other party wanted to argue, and Zhu Peng was not in a hurry to kill him, in front of Liu Sheng Shui Yue and Park Hye Hee. Refute the other party radiantly.

When Puxi's martial arts and spiritual will are burning to the strongest, Zhu Peng will personally plunder his blood soul, laying a further foundation for himself.

"Hmph, hahahahahaha... You untie the chains that bind my hands and feet, are you going to fight me? Defeat me head-on and make me die convinced?"

"If you refuse to take action, I will kill you as well. I just cherish you as a foreign race to achieve the status of Taoist alchemy...Although the taste in your bones is not pure, you have also practiced the Catholic Faith Law, after the abyss fell Have you just practiced martial arts in this realm?" As the two of them spoke, the entire fantasy world had changed from a grassland to a dark, dead, and horrible wasteland of bones.

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