Chapter 158 Blazing Spirit Spear
“Ghost Frog!”
A roar came, carrying deep sorrow and anger.
The ground shook.
A tall figure holding a giant hammer rushed towards him with the roaring wind.
The handle of the giant hammer is more than two meters long, with mysterious runes and totems engraved on it. The head of the hammer is even more terrifying, like a hill, and every texture on the surface appears so deep and powerful.
Under the night light, the giant trembling lines seemed to be flowing silver light, shining with a majestic aura.
Inherited witchcraft!
Heritage witchcraft in the shape of a giant hammer is very rare. If it falls on you, you can imagine that it will definitely not feel good.
Karl dodged and was about to move, but found that something black had wrapped around his feet.
And it's spreading to the legs.
One Ring of Witchcraft - Shadow Tentacles!
Obviously.
In addition to the bloodline wizard charging towards him with a giant hammer in his hand, there is also an official wizard hiding nearby.
“Death!”
The blood wizard jumped high, and the huge hammer fell from the sky, hitting Karl hard.
Use the ghost frog to create an illusion to confuse the target, and your companions use shadow tentacles to restrict movement, and then kill them with a giant hammer.
This is their common routine.
And it works every time.
Even a wizard in the middle stage of the first ring will die in their hands if there is no means to save his life.
Although the ghost frog died this time due to mental backlash, the final outcome will not change.
"Wow..."
A ball of water appeared out of thin air and instantly turned into a huge ball of water, blocking it in front of the giant hammer.
One ring of witchcraft - the power of the tide!
“Hmph!”
With a disdainful snort, the giant hammer continued to fall, and the invisible concussive force instantly shattered the water polo.
Karl's eyes twitched, and when he stretched out his hands, a broad sword appeared in each palm, and the two swords were crossed in front of him.
Combat Skill - Guard!
The violent fighting energy in the body surges according to a certain pattern, turning into an invisible force field to protect the whole body.
"Peng!"
The moment of contact.
The two broad swords in his hands were shattered to pieces, the battle force field collapsed, and the bones in both arms were broken on the spot.
My body couldn’t help but lean back.
However,
Under heavy interceptions, the mid-level first-order body was forced to follow up with this violent blow.
"Huh?"
Seeing that he failed to kill Karl with one blow, his opponent was also stunned.
But then he smiled ferociously, raised the huge hammer again, and was about to hit Karl again.
This time,
it depends on how you answer it!
In order to prevent Karl from performing witchcraft, he opened his mouth wide and roared with the power of blood.
Shocked!
This is the natural ability to directly attack the target's mind, and it is also the confidence that this person dares to fight with others in close combat.
"Roar!"
Sound waves surged in the eardrums, but Karl's expression did not change at all, and his eyes were even colder.
With the aura of fear and the wrath of the thunder god, this level of mental attack has no effect on him.
“Whoa!”
The broken-bone arms shook slightly, and instantly turned into two tentacles full of suction cups and stabbed out.
"Peng!"
"Poof!"
The hammer and tentacle hit the target simultaneously.
Karl’s head shook and his skull was shattered on the spot. A normal person would definitely be dead.
But he,
looked as calm as ever.
On the other hand, it was the other party who looked down at his chest in astonishment, only to see two tentacles inserted into his chest, sucking his life force crazily.
Innate ability—devour!
"Crash..."
With the influx of vitality, the wounds on Carl's body have also recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
“Shua!”
The ‘hands’ were divided to the left and right, and the opponent was torn in half.
After taking care of one person, Karl dodged towards the side and saw three figures in mid-air.
One of them was holding a snake-shaped staff, with a frightened expression on his face, and roared loudly at the other two.
“Stop him!”
As for him, he turned around and ran away.
“Hmph!”
Karl hummed in his mouth, and invisible mental fluctuations enveloped the entire audience.
Aura of fear!
The second-level fear halo made the person who wanted to escape freeze, but the other two were almost unaffected.
“Puppet?”
Karl’s eyes flashed, he turned his big hand, and a thin sword appeared in his palm.
Holy skill - Angel's Sting!
Countless sword shadows appeared in the field, making a crackling sound in the air, and then the sword shadows suddenly gathered together.
“Peng!”
Two puppets comparable to great knights exploded, and Karl’s figure also appeared behind the wizard.
The tip of the sword he held in his hand was stained with blood. The wizard's body shook, and then he fell heavily to the ground.
Melee!
After all, the path of knighthood is better, especially when facing a wizard who is afraid of losing his fighting spirit.
Karl put away his stabbing sword, grabbed the body on the ground, then turned around and went back to pick up the giant hammer.
Get away before others notice what's going on here.
Not long after.
Fragments of the Divine Realm.
Karl squinted at the assassin's memory with a strange look on his face.
"Secret Fortress?"
"I am afraid that the Andrew family does not know that the forces they cultivated to do dirty work have joined the Secret Fortress."
"Interesting..."
The Dark Castle is the largest dark wizard organization in the Magic Forest. It is said that this organization wants to unify the Magic Forest.
The killer was indeed found by Vincent.
Belongs to an organization called 'Blood Claw'.
In the memory of the 'Killer', the Blood Claw organization has always been secretly funded by the Andrew family, helping the Andrew family solve some troubles that are inconvenient to deal with.
The decline of the two major families in the market was related to them.
However, the leader of the Blood Claw was obviously not willing to just be someone else's puppet, and secretly joined the Bunker.
I hope to use the power of the bunker to become a second-level wizard and then be able to break away from the Andrew family.
"Well..."
Karl touched his chin.
"Residence?"
Blood Claw has a station near the Leipzig market, and there are many good things in the killer's memory.
“Forget it!”
“Even if there is no Blood Claw leader, there are still two mid-level first-level wizards. It’s too risky to go by yourself.”
“Liang Zi first writes it down. , Let’s wait until we are strong enough!”
After muttering, Karl began to count the gains from this trip.
Whether it's the bloodline wizard holding a giant hammer or another person who is good at control, they are both powerful.
Unfortunately,
They met Carl.
"Two official wizards, with only this much on them? You don't even bring magic stones or witchcraft books with you when you go out?"
Throwing a few talismans aside, Karl was speechless.
But this is normal.
Assassins and killers usually only bring necessary weapons with them when they are on the move. Carrying other things is also a burden.
Failed actions will benefit the opponent.
But it was not without gain. At least the weapons and staffs in their hands were all inherited witchcraft weapons.
Gravity Hammer!
The heavy weapon, which weighs several tons, is blessed with witchcraft such as breaking spells, concussion, and huge strength, and is incredibly powerful.
Especially the giant power technique, which can double the weight of the giant hammer to increase its power. The strongest,
can be doubled ten times!
However, this is also very stressful for the holder. Even Karl at this time has no time to carry such a heavy thing to fight with people.
Shadow Snake Staff.
It can greatly increase the power of shadow witchcraft and comes with a witchcraft shadow tentacle.
Add the two things together and you can easily sell them for several thousand magic stones.
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A different world.
Dark Bazaar.
When Karl arrived, many people had already come to the small party held by Mellen.
"Mr. Carl!"
Seeing Karl, Mellen's eyes lit up:
"You are finally here."
He had already let the news out, but Karl disappeared in recent days, but it scared him A jump.
If Karl really disappears, some people will probably tear him apart.
“Yeah.”
Karl nodded lightly:
"Is it about to start?"
"It's almost there." Mellen looked around the audience:
"There are still a few people who haven't arrived yet. Wait. Let’s start.”
Karl glanced at the whole place, the hidden mental power fluctuations swept across quickly, and then his eyes flickered slightly.
Four legends!
So many?
The road to legends in different worlds is almost cut off. This time, four legends came, which is very rare.
Huh?
A warning look made Carl's heart tremble.
Using wizard methods to detect others, except for being discovered by the blacksmith Gando, he has never failed in this world.
This time,
was actually noticed.
The person who looked at her was a woman wearing a tulle, sitting on the edge of the crowd and not conspicuous.
But in Karl’s perception, this person is one of the four legends, and his aura is extremely weird.
‘Death and corruption are somewhat similar to the one from the City of Death. Could it be that he is a death knight? ’
‘I’ve never heard of a female death knight! ’
Mevia, the city lord of the City of Death, has given countless demigods’ blood. Several death knights guarding her are also very famous, and there are no women among them.
“Everyone!”
While he was meditating, the people had arrived, and Mellen began to speak:
"I am very happy to invite friends from all over the world. This gathering is just to facilitate some transactions..."
"I have a skull in my hand. Just kiss its forehead and you can summon a strong wind."
After the conversation was over, he took out a skull from behind and placed it on the table:
“You only need 20,000 kilograms of fine meat to take it away!”
Strange object!
Items with various special functions are called strange objects. No one knows where the strange objects come from.
It is said that
they are toys created by the gods in their spare time.
Some people say that they are contaminated with some unknown energy and have strange effects.
Of course,
Some people also speculate that strange objects are related to curses. After all, people who often use strange objects will hardly live long.
“Strong wind?”
A one-eyed man chuckled:
“Mellen, the wind caused by your skull can at best fascinate people’s eyes, but it is of no use. "
"Not necessarily." Someone said:
"On the sea, it still has some effect. As long as you keep kissing, you can keep the ship moving forward."
"Haha..."
Everyone laughed.
But even if it is of little use, it is still a rare thing, and some people don’t mind spending money to collect and treasure it.
Soon there was a bid for it.
"I also have a strange thing here, a pen."
An old man stood up and took out a pen from his arms. He stroked the pen body gently, as if touching a lover, and his face His expression was full of reluctance:
“The story written by this pen will turn into The writer's dream appeared when he fell asleep that night."
"That is to say..."
"You can create your own dreams, wealth and wealth that are not available in reality. Power and beauty can all come true in dreams.”
Seeing the surprised looks on everyone's faces, he spoke again:
"But the ink needed for this pen must be the blood of the writer, and the more times you write, the more realistic the dream will be. .”
“Real?” Someone laughed:
“Isn’t this a good thing? There is no real feeling in an illusory dream.” The old man holding a pen shook his head:
"When you can't tell the difference between dreams and reality, you won't think this is a good thing."
"Anyway!"
"I want to exchange for thirty thousand kilograms of refined meat! "
There was silence for a moment, and then someone raised his hand:
"I want it"
Those who can enter the dark market are elites from various places, and ordinary pleasures are difficult to attract them.
The party continues.
The people attending the party took out various supplies one after another, most of which can be exchanged for refined meat.
A few have special requirements.
Karl never made a move, he just watched quietly, but he could see something.
'The Dark Market is already a gathering place for the world's top experts, and the items traded are still mostly ordinary items and first-level items, which means...'
'For some special reason, this world has more than Knights and aliens cannot reach the second level, and even ores, spiritual objects, and witchcraft materials do not have the second level. ’
‘What a pity! '
"I am honored to be invited by Mr. Mellen."
A knight in armor stood up, first bent down and gave a salute, and then took out a book from his body:< br>
"What I want to sell is a sacred skill passed down from the God of Fire, called 'Fire Palm'!"
"The selling price..."
"Two hundred thousand kilograms of refined meat !”
Karl sat up slightly.
He has never met the knight, but he knows the name and origin of the other party, Flame Knight Graindek.
Unexpectedly, Meren actually called the other party back from the Port of Freedom.
"Two hundred thousand catties of refined meat?"
"So much!"
"What is a holy skill?"
"..."
Those who attended the party did not necessarily know the true purpose of the party, and many people did not even know what the holy skills were. Many people were whispering at the moment.
After all, this is two hundred thousand kilograms of fine meat!
Sacred skills are rare, but they may not be able to be sold at a high price. After all, there are not many people qualified to practice holy skills.
People who are qualified to practice often have holy skills in their hands. The more holy skills the better, so even if there are holy skills for sale, they usually cannot be sold at a high price.
"Fire Palm?"
Karl spoke slowly:
"Can I take a look first?"
"Of course."
The Flame Knight Graindek nodded respectfully and held the The book was placed on the table in front of me:
"This is the first half of the Holy Technique, and the second half is recorded in my mind."
Carl smiled.
The things written in your mind may not be safe, but after all, I am not a murderous demon.
Now he waved gently, and the book flew out and landed in his hand.
There was silence.
No one said a word, everyone was waiting for him to look through the books.
It was only then that some people came back to their senses and cast thoughtful glances at Karl.
It turns out that this is the protagonist of today’s party!
Karl quickly finished flipping through the books, his face calm, and he just tapped the table with his fingers.
The Blazing Fire Palm is indeed a holy skill. Through practice, one can make one's body erupt with the high temperature of melting gold and iron, and his hands can release the flames that burn mountains and seas, but... for him Almost useless.
Come on,
To practice this holy skill, it is best to practice the breathing method that matches it. The breathing method passed down by the God of Fire is the best, and the giant spirit breathing method is not suitable.
Secondly,
The level of this holy skill is not high, and it is also very difficult to practice. It requires the assistance of various fire-attribute materials. From this aspect, it is not even as good as the angel's skill. Thorn, it's not worth modifying your breathing method for it.
But...
One thousand gold buys horse bones!
"Two hundred thousand kilograms of fine meat."
Karl said slowly:
"I want it!"
After saying this, several people in the venue immediately changed their expressions. Change, the woman wearing tulle hair took a deep look at him.
(End of this chapter)