Daomen Invasion

"Combat equipment varies from person to person, what about general equipment ... six pieces of worn jewelry, plus a spare set. Three magic wands, no less than five sets of magic robes, there must be constant magic on the battle magic robes, some mages Armor piercing, all made of Mithril, the price you want. "

Cotton Jack has a headache, Mithril Armor? This is the rhythm of renown bankruptcy.

"The magician's main weapon, in addition to the magic wand, is a complete magic book with thirty-three pages. A wealthy mage can release thirty-three magic at any time, and is equivalent to the upper limit of his spellcasting level. There are not less than ten powerful magic scrolls, mainly for magic that you can't instantaneously. Use the scroll to increase the casting speed. Then there are magic containers, spirit potions, physical potions ... "

Xiahe imparts knowledge to Cotton Jack, and he is also thinking and organizing himself. When he talked about magical items such as the coat of arms, the eyes of Cotton Jack changed completely.

Xiahe opened a door for him, and his desire was completely inspired.

"Look, how difficult it is to add equipment. So Jack, you first set yourself a small goal and earn one million gold coins."

The search was faster than expected. Before the next day, at night, there was a hurried clap outside.

The rain was a little bit lower, the sailor held the umbrella to open the door, the bolt was removed, and the door was immediately violently pushed open. A young officer took the soldiers and ran in.

The officer was wearing light metal armor and covered with a raincoat. He walked directly to the living room door. Xiahe looked up at him and still twiddled his test tube. The officer put down the hat of the raincoat, wiped the rain on his face with his hands, and felt a little drum in his heart. I originally thought that this broken house was an ordinary adventurer, but I didn't expect two magicians to experiment.

The young magician does not seem to have a high level, but his temperament is outstanding. The magician's look at him seems to be staring at him.

He couldn't understand the instruments on the table. Many test-tube flasks, in the flask closest to him, had a floating eyeball, staring at him fiercely, as if to eat people.

On a glass connector next to the flask, green smoke was spraying out of the small hole. He was about to say a prepared speech. The young mage in a cotton robe accidentally took the metal bottle on the table by accident. The bottle rolled towards him, and the magician's face changed dramatically, and he shouted, "Be careful!"

The officer withdrew from the dining room backwards, and the cotton jersey threw himself up, grabbed the metal bottle, and the magic of his hand flashed, condensed at the mouth of the bottle, turned into a magic pattern, and wrapped up.

There was a squeak in the metal bottle, and the officer was sweating.

"Master Master, I ... I have bothered."

"Do you know what you did!" Cotton Jack looked grim and seemed to break out at any time.

"Jack." Xia He stopped what was in his hand and spoke to stop him from continuing. The feeling that Mian Ke Jack couldn't tell, could Asla still be a part-time bard? Acting is very good.

Xiahe's eyes fell on the badge of the young officer, and asked, "Are you the lord?"

"Yes, Lord Master."

"Anything?"

The officer looked at Xiahe's kind face, and then re-entered the living room, lowering his voice, and said to Xiahe: "There was a big deal in the storm corner. A magician killed a lot and hundreds of people died. I heard that he is a master magician, and he is sad. ! "

"Master of Magic?" Xia He showed a surprised expression.

"Yes, Lord Lord is furious and must seize this madman who ignores order." The young officer said this, and he didn't believe it himself. But in the face of the young magician, he was too stressed and had to move out of the lord, hoping that the mage would no longer be angry with him.

It seemed that he had almost destroyed the magician's experiment. Fortunately, it was at Storm Point. If in an empire, he should be dead.

"What's your name?" Xiahe extinguished the magic flame and stopped all experiments.

"Andrea."

"Andre, I have something, I want to ask you for help."

"Your Mightiness……"

"I did not have enough materials for the experiment. I want to go to the black market to buy something."

"At the beginning of the rainstorm, the black market closed the gate, sir, this rain will take at least half a month." Andrea looked embarrassed.

"So I want you to help, Jack, give him a gold coin."

Cotton Jack took a gold coin and forced it into Andre's hands.

Andre was even more embarrassed. He held the gold coins, and he was reluctant to return them to Xiahe. He had to say: "The person who manages the gate, my confirmation, but in this environment, the cost of opening the gate is several gold coins each time."

"How many!" Cotton Jack's eyebrows twisted.

"Eight ... No, six is ​​almost the same, I don't make money myself." Andri dropped his hands, like a needle felt.

"Then six gold coins, you still have the extra one, and come to me in two days, now ... you go out." Xia He finished, and then bowed his head to start his magic experiment.

Andri fled the desert. Cotton Jack looked only envious, he was also a magician, and his rank was much higher than Asla, but he could not learn such a gesture of commanding people to do things.

The sailor closed the door of the courtyard, closed the door bolt, and Cotton Jack listened to his ears. Xiahe smiled and said, "It's gone."

Cotton Jack Hugh lost the metal bottle and let out a breath: "Yu ... finally passed away."

"Andre is a small person. It is good to have the courage to talk to me." Xiahe started to pack up magic equipment and alchemy slate. When everyone is gone, there is no need to act again.

"Jack, most professionals have awe in the face of magicians. People like Hettings are not very normal, and no one likes to get out of the way in front of the magician. Do you know why I only give Andrea a gold coin? "

"Too much, he will be greedy."

"Yes, as a magician, to be enlightened by the magician, you need someone to keep you in awe. The more people get, the greater the desire, and they will become more and more greedy. When the benefits are large enough , Many people will risk their lives to do some stupid things. You are willing to face the master of battle with me in order to learn magic, which is also stupid. And I will not give you any false hope, what can you learn from me , Depends on luck. "

"I have learned enough." Cotton Jack respected Xiahe Road respectfully.

"Learning is endless, how can there be enough such a statement in this world?"

Stormwind City, Lord House.

Lord's study was dimly lit. Behind the desk, the ink pen in the middle-aged man's hands rustled and quickly wrote something on the paper. Lord Lord is full-bodied and has a dark beard on his lips. When he was young, he must have been the target of the noble girl Huaichun.

Opposite the desk, a young woman was sitting.

In the dim study, the brightest is her face, her body is covered in a soft priest robe, exquisite. The priest's robe is golden and bright, and the black pattern outlines the lines, which looks noble and luxurious. She sat there quietly, her hands crossed and placed on her belly.

Lord filled a piece of paper, and then put down the pen and looked up at the young female priest opposite.

"I have no disrespect for God, but the Goddess of Wealth? I have never heard of the name of this existence." The lord's voice is gentle, magnetic, and the rhythm has been trained hard, with the elegance of the nobility, which can easily show arrogance or humble.

"The universe is vast, and who knows all about it?" The female pastor responded calmly. It is not an easy task to persuade the nobility.

The Lord of Stormwind laughed, carrying the calmness of a middle-aged man. He blew the ink on the paper, rolled it up, sealed it in a metal cylinder, and set it aside.

"What can I get?"

The female priest took out a gold coin, leaned forward, sandwiched it with two long white fingers, and put it gently on the table.

The eyes of the Lord of Stormwind fell on the gold coins. A pendant pentagram pattern on a gold coin has never been heard of.

"Of course it is the refuge of the goddess, since then master the storm angle, without sharing everything here with others."

Lord Stormwind was a bit disappointed. His Majesty just asked him to monitor the Southern Channel and kill the other two forces? If your majesty wants to do this, there is no need for the temple of wealth to help. There are legendary warships in the empire, and above the vast sea, it means victory ~ www.readwn.com ~ I am talking about others, the **** Mary. The female priest leaned gracefully on the back of her chair, her eyes bright.

The Lord of Stormwind changed color, and suddenly stood up, staring condescendingly at the female priest.

"Gods are not omnipotent and omnipotent, but this little thing ... hehe." The female priest rubbed her hands and habitually retrieved her gold coins from under the eyes of the Lord of Stormwind.

"Bloody Mary, is a legendary strongman." Lord Stormwind said hardly. Bloody Mary collaborated with him because he was fancy with the identity of the nobles of the Holy Thunder Empire. Although he has advanced epic, sooner or later he will become a legend, but that day is too far away. The **** Mary has been legendary for two hundred years, and its strength is unfathomable.

"Legend, after all, is not a demigod, right?" The female priest's voice was crisp and nice, like a gold coin hitting.

The Lord of Stormwind swallowed a bit and pondered, said: "It is costly to build a temple."

"Eat the other two, the money is almost enough."

"Your Majesty does not have such an order, I cannot act without permission." The Lord of Stormwind suppresses the greed in my heart. The words of the female priest are too tempting, and it is worthy of being a messenger of God, as if I can see through the heart. If you monopolize the storm angle, you can become a power lord in less than ten years, and your majesty will also pay special attention to it, rather than just doing some messy things like now.

"Isn't there still the Bloody Mary? Let them help and unify the storm corner." The female priest smiled like a demon.

The Lord of Stormwind slowly sat back in his seat and said, "It's too urgent."

The female priest was disgusted, and her smile became strange. The man had a good shell, but he looked ahead when doing things. It seems that you have to find another investor. In his words, do n’t think about the goddess.