Seeing Rody breathing heavily, Muse swayed and walked to the bed in a few steps. He couldn't help but reached out and held Rody's face, and a tear fell on Rody's face.
The figure behind him couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, and then whispered as if talking to himself: "I really don't understand human emotions..." But Muse was so excited that she didn't hear his words. .
Muse sighed, turned around slowly, and whispered: "How could he be like this?"
"He was made like this by himself... Well, frankly speaking, you have a little bit of credit for him becoming like this." The man sighed and whispered: "In fact, with his strength, the person he met that day Your two hundred Roland knights have been killed long ago. But he has a way to increase his strength several times in a period of time. But then he met you... Well, your 'Godly Thunder Ax'. Magic is too powerful. With his original strength, you could crush him to death with one finger. Even though he used that secret method to increase his strength several times, it still won't work against you, the Black Veil Saint of Roland Continent. ... That magic trick of yours should be what you call a forbidden spell, right? Even if he increases his strength several times and reaches the level of 'Holy Light Qi', he will still be unable to withstand your 'Holy Light Qi'. 'Of course it was blown away by you, but the little seeds of 'golden fighting spirit' that were just cultivated in the body were also blown away by you... He is a warrior, but he is luckier than others and can jump over ordinary warriors. At the stage of condensing fighting energy, he directly cultivated the 'golden fighting energy', but because he took a shortcut compared to others, it was a bit more dangerous. Originally, if he could have a place to recover slowly after that day, it would take ten and a half days. Don't fight anyone within a month, and you can recover slowly. But as you fled, you fought with others a few times, and you were injured again. Well, it's useless to tell you so much... I just said. Let's put it this way, it's like a half-built house. You hammered it until it almost fell apart. But before you had time to repair it, someone kicked it on the already tattered door and wall. A few kicks... Now... My body is fine, but after it recovers, it will be like this... No matter what kind of fighting spirit, golden fighting spirit, I have been counting on it for the rest of my life... "
Muse felt a pain in her heart when she heard this, and sighed: "How do you know so clearly? How did you know about the fight between me and him? There was no one else around at that time... "
The man tilted his head and said casually: "I know it anyway. Now, do you want him to be a second-rate warrior for the rest of his life?"
Muse frowned: "I don't understand, how can I help."
The man spread his hands: "I definitely can't save him alone... Although I have a good relationship with him, I still don't have such a good intention to save him and make myself lose my mind. You are the Black Veil Saint, if I didn't If you read it wrongly, although you have not yet entered the stage of "domain power", you are only one step away from it. You are already at the top of the magician. If I don't ask for your help, who can I ask for help? "
Muse shook his head: "I am now..."
"Is it red dragon blood?" The man chuckled: "Although I have never seen a dragon, I think you people in Roland Continent will not really dare to mess with the dragon clan, right? Give your temple a huge one You don't dare to mess with the dragons, right? What about dragon blood... Do you dare to kill a dragon and get their blood? I don't think the red dragon is a real dragon, is it? It's probably just a magical beast. "
Muse nodded: "Yes, what we call red dragon blood is actually a kind of red crawling monster, but it looks like an earth dragon. There is nothing powerful about this kind of monster itself, but their blood is very useful to magicians. It is the most terrifying thing... If you drink a little bit, it can make a magician lose all magic. However, there is a solution. As long as you can find a red dragon to kill and get its magic core. ”
"Demon core?" The man smiled: "I have a lot of this kind of thing here, but I don't know if there is the red dragon's magic core you mentioned." He stretched out a hand as if he were doing magic. He also grabbed a handful of shiny colorful crystal gems out of thin air.
Muse only glanced at it, and her expression immediately changed. She is a high-level magician, so she naturally knows these things. I saw that what this man took out were actually the magic cores of Warcraft! Looking at it, there are actually many magic cores of high-level monsters inside! Muse knew in his heart that it was not easy to hunt down a low-level monster. As for some high-level magic beasts, not to mention hunting them, some ordinary high-level magicians or powerful knights will die if they encounter them, and they can only run for their lives. This man grabbed so many precious magic cores with just one hand, just like grabbing a handful of rotten rocks!
"Where did you get all these things?!"
"Hmph... My master loved to collect strange things. He once took people to your Roland continent secretly. These things were his collection back then. See if there is the red dragon demon you mentioned here. If not, I still have it here, but there are too many things to take out at the moment.”
Muse's jaw dropped to the ground when he heard this, and he felt that the person in front of him was extremely weird - using magic cores as a collection? Doesn't he know that in Roland Continent, even the magic core of a low-level monster can be sold for hundreds of gold coins? For magicians, these magic cores are treasures to enhance their strength! Much more valuable than ordinary magic crystals! If it is the magic core of a high-level monster, it can be worth tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands of gold coins!
There are many small mercenary groups on the Roland continent that specialize in hunting Warcraft and selling magic cores to make a living, but at most they only dare to deal with some low-level Warcraft...
Seeing that Muse was motionless, the man thought that there was no red dragon magic core, so he threw the things in his hand to the ground, grabbed it out of thin air, and grabbed another handful.
Muse felt dizzy and confused. Although she grew up in the magical continent of Roland, she had never seen so many Warcraft cores placed in front of her in her life. She had already seen at a glance that the few pieces the other party took out were actually only collected in the temple. The magic core of a high-level monster.
Muse took a deep breath, then calmed down, and slowly picked out two red crystals from inside, and sighed: "That's it, but these things are very precious... You'd better put them away. ”
The man laughed: "This kind of thing is a treasure in the eyes of you magicians, but to us it is just a beautiful gem. But this thing was left by the owner and cannot be given to you." After speaking, he waved his hand. , everything in one place disappeared.
Muse looked at the red dragon magic core in his hand and felt excited. She was originally a proud and arrogant person, but these days, because she lost the reliance on magical power, she really suffered too many grievances. The thing that restored magic was in her hands at this moment, so how could she not be excited
Seeing that she was in a daze, the man urged: "You'd better hurry up. It's getting late. I won't be able to handle it until dawn when someone comes."
Muse glanced at him: "You are saving him, why are you so secretive and afraid to see people?"
The man shook his head and whispered to himself: "Meeting people? If people see me, it would be strange if they don't scare a few to death immediately..." He glanced at Muse and said impatiently: "The little girl talks too much. ! Hurry up! How to use this magic core? "
Muse glared at him fiercely and said angrily: "Have you ever seen someone put a stone in their mouth?!" After saying that, he rolled his eyes at the man, gritted his teeth and put his fingers on the tip of the magic core. Punctured hard at the edges. After the blood flowed out, he carefully applied a drop of his own blood on the magic core, and then closed his eyes.
The man watched Muse's movements with great interest, but Muse suddenly opened his eyes and said, "You'd better think of a way. When I use magic later, there will be a lot of light, and I'm afraid people outside will see it."
The man crossed his arms and said calmly: "Don't worry. I'm already prepared. The light here can never be seen outside!"
Muse nodded, then closed his eyes and meditated...
Suddenly, she saw that the magic core in her palm was faintly emitting a soft red light. The light was not strong, but in the light, the red magic core gradually changed color and became softer, like ice melting under the sunlight. , the hard stone-like magic core gradually turned into a ball of red light, and then the ball of light lay on the palm of the Muse, and entered the Muse's skin bit by bit. The expression on Muse's face became more and more solemn, and his brows wrinkled slightly. I saw that one palm had completely turned red, and then the red mass gradually went up her arm, first one arm, and gradually her whole body glowed with a faint red light.
Muse suddenly opened her eyes and took a deep breath. A spiral-like red mist would spin down from her head, surrounding her whole body. The mist became thicker and thicker, and finally it puffed up and disappeared...
Although Muse was still standing there, his aura was vaguely different from before. He seemed to be somewhat restored to the black-veiled saint when he fought with Rody that day. Her eyes were filled with light, and her face seemed to have a soft and sacred aura. She smiled slightly and stretched out her left hand to wave lightly. The original rough clothing of a grassland herdsman has been transformed into a set of black robes - this outfit has completely returned to the appearance of the terrifying black gauze saint that day!
The person next to him suddenly laughed and clapped his hands and said, "It's beautiful! It's interesting! You look like a magician! Such colorful lights are much more beautiful than fireworks."
Muse took a deep breath, moved one hand slightly, and sure enough, a ball of magic light burst out from his hand. After regaining his strength, he was so excited that he no longer cared about that person's nonsense.
After looking at the man, Muse sighed: "Anyway, I want to thank you. Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to recover until I return to Roland Continent."
The man waved his hand and said carelessly: "Okay, now I've helped you restore your magic. It's up to you how to save him."
Muse thought for a while and said: "There is the most advanced healing technique in magic, 'Reshape the Origin', which should be able to save him. But that magic is the highest forbidden spell in Holy Light Magic, and I have never used it. ." After a pause, she looked at this person and said: "I think you are a high-level warlock, right? Your strength should not be lower than mine. I heard that the warlocks of the Bright Empire have healing skills. There is also a final level spell, why don't you save him yourself? You should be more confident than me."
The man shook his head and said: "Although I know that spell, I can't use it. If I use that spell and fail to save him, I'm afraid I will be dead first."
Muse frowned and said, "Why?"
The man smiled: "I tell you, warlocks are different from you magicians. Warlocks cultivate their own power, and they can use as much as they cultivate. When the spiritual power in their bodies is used up, they continue to practice and then store it. In the body... It's just that I'm different from other warlocks... Although I have a lot of spiritual power, I can't continue to practice after I use it up. It becomes less as much as I use it, and I can't continue to practice and replenish it... because... because... I don't have a physical body. !”
"No body?!" Muse was startled.
"Forget it. Anyway, now that you have magic, you can use the penetration technique to look at me and see through this rotten armor. Why don't I show it to you myself..." After saying that, the man took off his helmet...
Muse's eyes were dazzled, and he only saw that after the man opposite took off his helmet, a skull was revealed. The skull moved its jaw a few times and made a human voice: "Did you see it?"
There was silence for three seconds, and then Muse suddenly let out a terrified scream.
"ah!!!!"
The skeleton looked at Muse quietly and waited for her to finish calling without saying a word. Muse screamed for a long time before she stopped. She took a few steps back, opened her hands, and a ball of fire came out of each hand. She looked at the skeleton in front of her warily.
The skull's jaw opened, but laughter emerged from his mouth: "Don't be afraid, your reaction is not much different from when this kid first saw me..."
Although Muse is powerful, she is still a woman. Although some magicians have seen skeleton soldiers created by magicians in Roland Continent, she is the kind of skeleton that can talk, laugh, walk, and can do magic. Never seen before!
Resisting the urge to smash the fireball in his hand, Muse took a breath: "What the hell are you...?"
The skeleton laughed: "I am a skeleton. Strictly speaking, I am nothing... I am a life! A great magical life created by a master!! My name is Andy."