Broad World

Just when Aberdare woke up. (Lei) Mister Si talked eloquently in front of her, and soon an evil alliance was formed.

One is the ruler of the dark elf city who hates the elves on the surface, and the other is an exile who is full of revenge (desire) for his hometown. The two hit it off, and they formed a cooperative intention with little effort.

"Respected mistress, this is a map that can go directly to the temple where the surface elves are enshrined. I believe that as long as one assault can achieve brilliant results, the great Queen Rose will definitely bless this action.".

After receiving the map and looking at the map, Madam Adules showed a wicked smile on her face: "Very good, the Queen of God is very satisfied with the tribute you offered. Remember, it's best not to play any tricks in front of me, otherwise ..."

The mistress’s words are not casual. She controls the highest authority in the entire city, and can mobilize more than 10,000 terrifying dark elf warriors at any time, more than 600 priests, and more than 400 warlocks. And mage. If this army appeared on the surface, it could destroy a kingdom within a few days.

Dark elves are not an ordinary race. They not only have resistance skins that make all spellcasters a headache, but they are also well-known for their weapons and armor forging. The magic weapon they created can easily pierce through the steel body plate armor, and the magic armor can prevent most sword attacks.

We must know that even if these evil elves encounter powerful races such as trolls, ogres, and giants one-on-one, they will not suffer too much, let alone an entire army. Because of their evil and cruelty. Those who were not capable of becoming professionals were tortured to death at an early age. The rest are elites.

An army composed of such elites may only be pieced together on the surface by the elves of Yongju Island. Compared with the human army, it is almost unworthy to carry shoes. Fortunately, they hate the sun extremely, so they have no interest in the ground, otherwise they would have built a huge empire.

, Allen is hiding in a storage room making his own spell book. Since the death of the Kwasai Demon, he has temporarily regained his freedom. Apart from eating, he stayed in the library and learned the magic skills of the dark elves, except that he could not leave the wizard tower. Basically, there are not too many restrictions.

Perhaps the crisis stimulated the boy’s potential, perhaps Henry’s genetics were indeed outstanding. In short, within a few days, he successfully crossed the threshold and became a true first-level mage. The progress was fast enough for him. More than 90% of the casters are ashamed.

In order to be able to master more power as soon as possible, Allen used a knife to peel off the skin of Kwasai Mo, intending to make a spell book. This is a must for all official mages and one of the most important magic items.

Everyone knows that the structure of zero-level magic is relatively simple. You don't need to memorize it deliberately, but the first level magic is completely different. Its complexity is beyond what most people can understand. It takes a lot of effort for the algorithm engineer to remember it in his mind, and if it is released, it will disappear completely from the memory area.

At this time the role of the spell book is reflected. The mages opened the books before going to bed, and remembered the magic that they needed tomorrow in their minds, and then they could use them after a good sleep. If there is no spell book, then the wizard cannot re-memorize magic, and once the stored spells are used up, they will lose their combat effectiveness.

Of course, the shape of a spell book is not necessarily a book. It may be a ring, a shield, or a belt. Only you can't think of it, no wizards can't do it.

Allen knew very well that he was in the enemy's camp. Under such conditions, the spellbook must be quite secret, so he chose the shape of the belt. In this way, it is guaranteed to be carried around, and it will not attract too many people's vigilance and attention. He carefully used the stolen materials to enchant the belt to ensure that he had enough pages to store the spells.

Ten minutes passed quickly, and with the completion of the last spell, the spell book in the shape of the belt was completely finished. Because it was the first time, the craftsmanship was rather crude, and the amount of magic that could be stored was not much, but it was enough for a newly promoted first-level mage.

Although Chasma didn't know what she was doing recently, she hadn't showed up for several days, as if she had completely forgotten this enemy's child. But Allen knew that his current freedom was an illusion and a bubble, and it could be shattered at any time. He needs to do his best to improve his strength in the shortest possible time so that he can barely resist it when danger comes.

"Finally finished. This is the first magic item I made by myself. The shape is really ugly." The boy laughed at himself and tied it around his waist.

If he was at home, he would never wear such ugly items on his body. But this is a city of dark elves, and it is possible to encounter danger anytime and anywhere. As long as you can improve your survival rate, let alone this ugly belt, you will not hesitate to jump into the cesspool.

, In order to survive by all means. Within a few days, he had personally witnessed the two murders in the Mage Tower, both of them were born between apprentices. The purpose was to obtain better resources and the favor of the mentor.

Scenes of cruel reality caused the boy to completely discard the ethics and morals he had learned before, struggling to survive in this mage tower completely in accordance with the dark elf's way of survival. He has successfully sold the ether he made to several apprentices, and he has returned a lot of spell-casting materials.

As for what these guys are doing with this narcotic substance, he doesn't care, nor does he have the qualifications and mood to care. After all, there is still a throat rope that can be tightened at any time on his neck, so there is no need to care about others.

With his belt fastened, Alan took out a few first-level magic scrolls without hesitation. Copy directly into the spell book. They are all first-class magic. They are:

"Greasing the soles of the feet" (increase mobility and jumping distance. Necessary for running)

"Reduce" (half the height of a person, weaken strength, increase agility)

"Steel lungs" (increase resistance to toxins)

"Hypnosis" (confuses a creature to have an inexplicable affection for the caster year, this state will always be maintained, if successful, the target creature will forget this process)

"Fog Concealment" (Summons a cloud of mist to surround the caster, which can be used to hide the form or confuse the sight of hostile creatures. Note: The mist can be blown away)

Five magics, not much one. There are a lot of them, basically all of them are related to hiding and running away. For these five scrolls, he took a big risk, three of which were from apprentice transactions, and the other two were secretly copied in the library.

You must know that the dark elves are not good people who follow the agreement. They often use some tricks in the process of trading, and even take the opportunity to kill the trading partner. There is no way, the insidious cunning has penetrated into their bones, unless the strength of the two sides is similar, it is impossible to have a fair deal.

Allen is a surface human. He was originally rejected and despised in the dark elf society, so he didn't show up at all. The whole process was completed with just a few pieces of paper and phantom sound. Now no one knows that the anesthetic gas circulating in the hands of the apprentice in the past few days came from the hands of this human boy.

After doing all this, Allen carefully put all the items in place. The whole process was clean and neat, leaving no traces. Seeing that all the bottles and cans on the shelf were not bad at all, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and left the storage room lightly. Today is the day to meet with Suo Laofun. You must not be late, because that is the only window to communicate with the outside world.

"You are ten seconds late! This is not a good habit." So Lao scolded mercilessly as soon as they met, and did not show mercy because the other party was a child. After all, they are doing a very dangerous thing. If they are known by a third party, then the biggest possibility is to be pulled out to sacrifice.

"Sorry, sir. I was making my own spellbook just now, so I took a little delay. But I promise, there will never be another one." After saying this, Allen bowed very solemnly. He knew that the tall dark elf in front of him was the only one who could help him, so he said whatever he wanted, without the slightest concealment.

Hearing the spell book, So Lao's eyes lit up slightly: "Oh? You actually became an official mage! This is really an unexpected surprise."

"I need a lot of things, casting materials, ink, and parchment to copy the scrolls. Also, is there any new news out there now?" After finishing Alan, he squeezed his fist nervously. He is now very eager to get news from his father, even the slightest rumors.

"Sorry, not yet. But I have another news here. The mistress of the city's first family has held a meeting and is preparing to attack the surface. This may be an opportunity. We can take the opportunity to send the news. As for spellcasting Materials and these things, I still have a little bit here, so you can use it first.” So Lao distracted his pockets and threw it directly. As a warrior and mage ~www.ltnovel.com~ he brought some magic-casting things with him, although not many, but it is quite abundant for the first-level mage.

Allen took the pocket bag and checked the contents while asking, "What are you going to do?"

"It's very simple. Apply to join the assault team, and then deliberately leave some clues in the battle. Of course, the city can't relax. I will come back as soon as possible after completing the assault mission. Okay, that's all for today's talk. Prepare for the expedition." Solau patted the boy on the shoulder and disappeared into the air in the blink of an eye.

On the surface, what an extravagant word, especially for those dark elves who long for freedom and kindness. So Laofun knew very well that if he wanted to survive on the ground, he had to have a backstage, otherwise he would end up miserably. Because the reputation of the dark elves is too bad, only under the protection of some powerful people can they obtain real residency rights, which is also one of the main reasons why he helped Alan.

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