Chapter 302 302. Salt Staple Staff, Awakened Laurel
The battle in Rainbow Grass Paradise lasted for about three days and three nights.
Although there are many pseudo-legends present, these two legendary Holy Spirits of the Holy See of Light are not made of clay. Of course, they have some ability to allow the Holy See to shape the bodies of the Holy Spirits for them.
That warrior knows all kinds of weapons well. The giant sword in his hand can be transformed into various weapons anytime and anywhere. It also comes with sacred enchantments. Every blow will set off a sacred wave of flames. .
The moves are wide open and close. They have no technical content, but they can split the sky and the earth.
When he danced his swords and fought with two fake legends and one real legend, the terrifying blade storm made even the surrounding flowers and plants feel great pressure, and the grass was lifted up.
If they were outside, the Blade Storm alone would probably chop down the two pseudo-legends directly.
Kemoye and Oak were also affected to some extent, but the armor on their bodies gave them the ability to recover. The wounds would be repaired as soon as they appeared. The armor looked like a dazzling figure, both in terms of defense and The resilience is extremely exaggerated.
Coupled with the fact that Croya next to him would throw a defensive spell from time to time, the two of them rushed up desperately, completely immersed in the thrill of fighting - the kind that didn't have to think about anything. , the pleasure of just rushing forward is really fascinating.
From being reluctant to cope at the beginning to now being more comfortable, it seems that I have adapted to the rhythm and learned from the war.
It can be said that the two legendary Holy Spirits have basically been used as teaching sandbags, and they can only deal with it in an aggrieved manner, without any chance of escape.
The space domain formed by the surrounding rainbow grass paradise is so stable that it is estimated that even space shock bombs or legendary magic cannot shake it.
"It must have been affected by the power of Ares." Croya thought to himself that he could see the essence of the armor on their bodies——
[Ivy Leaves·Ares, God of War]
[Branded by the gods in ancient times and years, the leaves of ivy awakened the power belonging to Ares, the God of War, forming a legendary power armor. 】
[When wearing this armor, your strength will be greatly increased and there is a certain probability of being affected by Ares' will and entering a fanatical fighting posture. 】
The armors on the other people are Pallas Athena, Demeter, and Apollo on him.
These names all made him feel extremely familiar, as if he had heard them before, but inexplicably he couldn't remember who they were, as if there was a layer of fog covering them.
This is quite incredible. The extraordinary person's control over himself has even reached the level of every hair and every drop of sweat. As a result, he can't mobilize his memory.
The more I think about these memories, the darker and more blurry they become.
Croya shook his head and decided to ask Ivy later.
Now let’s focus on dealing with these two legends.
He has had enough fun and wants to end it early. His rainbow grass paradise does not have the ability to stop time.
It would be troublesome if someone from the Holy See of Light came to support us.
“Speaking of which, I haven’t drawn a bow yet, give it a try?”
Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand to hold the golden bow behind him, and easily pulled the bow string. Five different colors of magic on the bow string formed a spinning arrow.
Among them, the cyan starlight shines particularly brightly. .
It seems that a mark has fallen on the body of the mage Holy Spirit in the distance, as if it is inviting him to shoot out quickly, as long as it is fired, it will definitely hit.
"The power of the constellations..."
He knew that this was the star positioning from "Coordinates of the Distant Starry Sky", so he filled all his magic power into the arrow, and then released Opened the bowstring.
The five-colored arrows silently flashed a dazzling light in the void, and in the next moment they hit the mage's Holy Spirit who had no time to dodge or even cast a spell.
Not even the bright dragon skin on her body could stop the arrows at all.
A huge hole appeared in her upper body. It was translucent inside, with no internal organs or blood. Everything was erased by the terrifying power of the five-color arrows.
Even the Holy Spirit could not resist such an injury. She was momentarily stunned when she was casting a spell, and then fell straight to the grass of Rainbow Grass, never breathing again.
Dead.
Everyone: "!!!"
Everyone looked at Croya in shock.
That is a legend, an ancient holy spirit level legend!
The result was that he was killed in one fell swoop?
Croya smiled slightly, and then continued to draw the bow and pointed it at the warrior Holy Spirit.
"Don't!!!"
"Leave one for us!"
"Quick, let's go together, we can't give this to Croya again!"
>When everyone saw him drawing his bow, they immediately surrounded the warrior Holy Spirit. It didn't look like they were attacking him, but rather they seemed to be protecting him.
It was not easy for them to use their magic so unscrupulously. They haven't had enough fun yet. It would be too boring if they were killed by Croya with an arrow.
When has the Warrior Holy Spirit ever been wronged like this?
He first glanced at the corpse of the mage Holy Spirit with some sadness, and then some weird spots and flesh bulges appeared on the surface of the body in the next second.
"Boom!"
He blew himself up.
Countless pieces of flesh and blood and bones stained with flesh and blood burst out.
Each piece carries the resentment and hatred of the legendary warrior, forming a dark and deep mist. Even if the legend comes into contact with him and takes such a decisive blow, he will definitely die miserably.
Fortunately, this is Rainbow Grass Paradise. After Croya realized that he was going to self-destruct, he immediately isolated the space. One after another, ring-shaped space structures imprisoned the flesh, flesh and bones inside.
After seeing it, Miya said happily: "I learned very quickly."
This is the method of confining and using the power of gods in the Ark that he taught Croya some time ago. I didn't expect Croya to take control of everything so quickly.
It seems that this flesh and blood contains the power of the God of Light. It is very good to use it to make some high-level magic items.
At this point, both legends have been killed.
The ivy retracted its leaves, and everyone (trees) except Croya, Mia, and Theodore fell down on the rainbow-colored grass, their chests rising and falling violently and gasping for air.
This time is quite refreshing, but forcibly carrying the power of the legend is also a burden for them. They probably need to rest for a few days to recover.
Kloya didn't care about them. Anyway, the breath of life here was enough for them to have a good rest. He walked directly to the body of the mage Holy Spirit and began to collect the loot without politeness.
Since she was instantly killed by Croya with one arrow, she had no time to dispose of the holy objects she was carrying. So after about ten minutes, Croya had three more items in his hand. Holy object.
They are the salt staff she is holding, made of salt, the bright white dragon leather armor she wears, and a set of magic accessories made of bright diamonds.
Miya looked aside, then took out a bracelet that looked like smoke from the body of the mage Holy Spirit, and threw it to Croya.
He pointed out: "You, remember that if these Holy Spirits want to maintain the stability of the souls in the main plane, they must have a legendary soul magic weapon.
Well, if you don't pay attention, , it disappeared after a few minutes.”
Kloya nodded: “That’s right, it seems that you, the instructor, have done a lot of work of touching corpses and cleaning up the battlefield.”
Facing his teasing, Miya said disdainfully: "I dealt with all those petitioners. There is a whole tree made of legendary-level magic tools in the Ark Garden. You worked hard and I took it out. ”
“Okay.”
Seeing that the cleaning was done, Croya stored the remaining body of the mage’s Holy Spirit in a crystal coffin, then walked to his friend next to him and sat down. down.
He shook the treasure in his hand: "It's time to divide the spoils."
It's not that he doesn't look down on these things, on the contrary, these legendary things are important to him. There are treasures waiting to be excavated. It is very interesting to understand the magic patterns and structures among them.
But isn’t the purpose of forming a team to fight monsters just to distribute equipment later?
He also really enjoys sharing equipment with his friends.
But Theodore and Mia were the first to express their stance: "We don't want any of them."
Miffin also shook his head and said that he did not need these things.
Depending on the situation, they really didn't need these things very much. Croya didn't force it and took out a handful of jewelry made of bright diamonds first.
Ivy immediately identified and explained:
“Each item here has an amplifying effect on light and fire magic, as well as the ability to jump and teleport in short distances.
It is more suitable. Mage wears it. "As for the mage, Miffy didn't want only Croya and Esterna to be left, so Croya simply gave it to Esterna.
He immediately asked Ivy to help dispel the remaining divine power inside, and then put it on on the spot - the jewelry that shone brightly on the mage's Holy Spirit still looked good on a cold and strong man. It's a little bit inconsistent.
But looking at the way he couldn't put it down, if people like it, then it really doesn't matter.
Master, it is normal to wear any kind of rings, earrings, crowns, or even anklets.
The second piece of bright white dragon leather armor went through a fight between Kemoye and Oak, and was finally accepted by Kemoye - he also paid a sufficient price to divide the family's treasures. Give part to the oak tree.
This is actually normal. Even teams of mercenaries and adventurers will choose this distribution method, so that there will be no consumption of favors and no one can get something.
The Salt Pile Staff and the legendary soul magic tool below were accepted by Croya and Oak.
The Salt Pile Staff has a very special magic structure. If Croya can study it, he will no longer need the help of the Salt Mountain Knights and can make sacred salt by himself.
At this point everyone has gained something.
Coupled with the experience gained from fighting the legend just now and his soaring strength, it can be said that this time he made a lot of money.
After the battle, they gathered together and drank the wine taken out by Ivy. Even Miya was very satisfied with the fragrant and mellow wine.
And almost everyone has been promoted to a level, including Croya, who is now a seventh-level mage.
This was indeed an unexpected surprise, so before leaving, they all said that if there is another good thing like this, they must come to them.
Then they left and returned to where they came from.
Only Croya and Ivy were left in the entire vast desert—those children, the village chief, and Jessica were also sent back.
From the hustle and bustle of friends gathering around me to loneliness, it only takes a moment.
I’m really not used to it.
Croya sighed softly and looked at Ivy: "Apollo - it should be this name. I should have an impression of him, but why can't I remember it?"
Chang Ivy had already predicted: "That is the curtain of the world, the self-protection mechanism of this world. Even when I came to this world, I had to abandon the part that represents youth and immortality.
If you have the chance, hurry up. Leave this world. This world is incomplete. You should be able to remember it when you get to the star realm.
I can't tell you the rest. Even if I tell you, it will be vague, but. You can trust me, I won’t lie.”
This is not wrong, Croya can feel that this guy is very sincere.
"World protection mechanism? You mean these memories about gods will affect the operation of the world?" Croya asked.
"That's right." Ivy continued to explain: "Knowledge about gods itself is threatening. You should know that powerful historians must also be powerful mages or gods.
History and knowledge... can become your own power. ”
This is a bit abstract, but some hidden knowledge does have powerful power, and the knowledge about gods is even more powerful. It is possible to get close to the essence of God.
So Croya nodded to show that he understood.
He was looking forward to the moment when he entered the star realm.
After talking about these things, Croya stretched out his hand towards it.
The ivy immediately attached to his right wrist and turned into a green bracelet, with its small leaves glowing with a primitive light.
It shook and said: "You have to remember to make more friends!
The more friends you have, the more powerful I can be, if those friends are willing to share them with you Power, I can even copy their phantoms.
Among those people just now, only Knight Theodore and Miya are qualified to leave a mark on me. I can summon their phantoms to help you when you need them. "
Croya looked at the ivy bracelet, and indeed saw a white gold ring and the mark of the knight's sword on it——
[Cloya's friendship brand 】
【Now has the brand: Kong Yao Ark·Ring of Glory, Holy Tree Knight Theodore]
[You can communicate with them through this brand when you need it, and summon phantoms with their memories to help you fight. . 】
[Note: The combat power of phantoms depends on the amount of power they give. 】
[The more friendship brands there are, the more powerful Ivy will be. There is no upper limit to the number. 】
"Then I can't summon them over again?" Croya observed for a while and said strangely: "Others and I should also be good friends. According to you, they shouldn't be able to get through. That’s right?”
“That’s all my previous strength, but now I don’t have any strength anymore… When you gather five good friend marks, I will be able to summon your other friends!” Ivy replied.
"Five? Only legends or gods can leave a mark. Where do you want me to find three legends?" Croya complained.
Who knows that Ivy said mysteriously, "I have a hunch that your friend is on the way, a fragrant and divine lady. Why don't you go back and have a look?"
Ms. Or aromatic and divine?
For a moment, Croya just wanted to pull out all the leaves of the riddle vine. Can't you make it clearer?
Those who play prophecies really have bad intentions!
……
Kingdom of elves.
In the holy land of the Orpheus family.
Coming from the star realm, the sunlight that has not been contaminated by the God of Light is filtered layer by layer by countless magic arrays and projected onto an elegant tree.
It has oval leaves, and there are some small light yellow-green flowers hidden between the branches and leaves. Although they are small, they exude a long-lasting fragrance, making this place and the whole small world enveloped in it. Intoxicating aroma.
Beside the tree is an old elf wearing a robe.
He put down the harp in his hand, and the expensive harp fell directly to the ground. The body made of legendary materials instantly fell apart and turned into a pile of waste.
"Alas."
"What can carry the song of the sun?"
The old man felt helpless.
He did not expect that the songs played by this mage who was not even a legend could not be repeated even by a legendary harp. Such an expensive legendary harp was used once and then was immediately discarded.
Even the Orpheus family's heritage can't keep experimenting with the legendary harp like this, right?
Just as he was sighing, the laurel tree on the side suddenly trembled, and the small yellow-green flowers moved automatically without wind, forming a rain of petals around them.
In the rain, a slender figure emerged.
It was a girl wearing a flower crown. She was extremely beautiful, her skin was as white and translucent as snow, and her slight smile seemed to soften the wind next to her.
She called: "Ethanos."
The old man's expression was shocked for a moment, and he couldn't help crying and said: "Ancestor, are you finally awake?"
"I am only temporarily awake." Daphne looked at the harp that fell on the ground, "There is something belonging to the sun in it." "You have to bring me to the person who plays it."
"I already feel that there is an old friend waiting for me at his side."
Ancestor. old friend?
Etanos, the head of the Orpheus family, immediately nodded: "I will ask Ellie to contact the mage. Don't worry, we will definitely create a suitable place for you to take root. ”
This means that he plans to help Croya build a garden specifically for the laurel tree.
“…”
Daphne was silent for a short time.
“I feel that the magic power absorbed by my roots is too much. Little Ertanos, have you ever thought about it, actually I don’t need so much magic power?”
The head of the family suddenly fell silent.
He followed the laurel tree's gaze and looked at the hundreds of magic veins and dozens of magic mineral veins in this small plane, plus three magic lakes and five magic rivers...
It seemed like It's indeed a little too much.
A thought suddenly appeared in his mind - could it be that there is too much magic power? Will the ancestor never wake up?
Daphne felt what he was thinking: "That's right, there is too much magic in my body now.
Just think of it as a gift to the bard. Bar.
He would like laurel flowers. ”
At this moment, there was deep longing in her eyes, as if she was missing someone.
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