Marvin didn't stay with Eisengel for long.
This camp mainly composed of human wizards was destined to be just a post station for him. He rested in the camp for a day, and then left Eisengel under the cover of night.
He got a few good things from Balkh, but unfortunately Eisengar was only a small camp, and there were no appraisers whose knowledge and specialization reached the level of a grand master, so he couldn't provide appraisal services for Marvin.
It is said that in the nearby Holy Light City, there will be all kinds of unfathomable appraisers.
It is also the most powerful human force in the southern region of the Scarlet Wasteland.
Marvin collected information on going to the Holy Light City in the camp, and a recent rumor caught his attention.
It is said that the Holy Light City is very unstable recently. The figure of Miss Yinyue, the daughter of the moon god Vanya, seems to have appeared in the Holy Light City. It is a mysterious figure, but it was recognized by some knowledgeable people. .
There was once a prophecy that Miss Silver Moon's most beloved artifact, the Grip of Cold Light, was buried in a treasure cave near the Holy Light City.
Therefore, the recent Holy Light City is said to be very lively, and many forces are coveting the Holy Light City.
Marvin didn't know much about the mysterious moon god, and her daughter, Miss Yinyue, was also a descendant of the ancient god who was rarely shown in front of people, but he still knew about the famous cold light grip.
Among Feinan's advanced knowledge requirements for assassins, he had to master a lot of information about the legendary dagger.
And Marvin was obsessed with these weapons by nature, and a weapon like Qingye was considered the best among daggers.
However, as far as Ma Wen knew, the quality of the Cold Light Grip was even higher than that of Green Leaf.
Because the green leaves are a pair of legendary items, and the grip of the cold light is a pair of artifacts!
Those were a pair of daggers that were still ranked above [Twilight].
"In the Scarlet Wasteland, it is said that countless wars broke out, and many gods fell here."
"According to the official information I learned in my previous life, Miss Yinyue died as early as the third era. The one who lingers here is most likely her heroic spirit."
"Is it true that the Grip of Cold Light is about to be born?"
Thinking of this, Ma Wen couldn't help feeling hot.
Going to the Holy Light City to find Minsk is just a matter of luck. See if you can get the Cold Light Grip.
After all, Aoba has already proved how much a good weapon can add to a strong man.
He crossed the rice fields alone, stepped onto the corridor of dead leaves, and headed north under the cover of night.
…
somewhere in the abyss. Flames danced among the mountains.
A roar suddenly shocked the whole earth.
"Someone dared to kill my child!"
It was a demon as huge as a Buddha hill!
This is an endless battlefield, a large number of strange insects gushed out from the cracks in the distance, and the great demon waved a hammer like a towering tree, crushing these insects into green juice.
These sap fueled the demon's fire, and at the same time fueled the anger in his heart!
The army behind the demon roared angrily at the same time, and rushed towards the enemy.
It's a big win.
A whole new subplane has been conquered by them.
However, the demon lord Balkh himself was not thrilled.
In fact, when the war ended, he returned to his territory immediately.
His eyes pierced the plane and saw the face of a young man.
The other party seemed to feel his gaze. He even looked back.
In the next second, a powerful force interfered with his vision, and he lost track of the other party.
"It actually killed my most potential child."
Balkh was furious.
But he himself was helpless.
His son died on the Scarlet Wasteland.
The gods and demons have an agreement with each other, and strong men like them cannot enter the Scarlet Wasteland.
And the dead bones who died in the bloody wasteland cannot directly avenge them. Otherwise, that plane would have been destroyed in the hands of some furious Supreme.
However, just because the demon lord can't do it himself doesn't mean that other people can't.
"Collect information about that human being for me immediately."
"Use all our forces in the Scarlet Wasteland—I see, it's the Southern Wasteland, how many of us are there?"
Facing Balkh's questioning. The beautiful and flowery succubus secretary responded softly:
"We don't have many people in the southern region."
"But the good news is that [Blade's Edge] is there."
Balkh sneered: "Let him bring that human head back to me."
Three minutes later, near the Holy Light City, in a barren woodland. A mantis-like figure slowly came to life.
…
Scarlet Wasteland, north of Holy Light City.
The climate of the wasteland is very strange, there is no fixed law, it is purely composed of rules.
For example, the north of the Holy Light City is a barren snow-capped mountain, and then it is covered. But it is a place where spring is as warm as flowers.
On a long snowy slope, a girl is walking forward with difficulty.
Not far away, a tree covered by heavy snow revealed short branches.
The girl walked over without changing her expression.
However, when she passed by that branch, that black branch suddenly turned into a poisonous snake!
Hiss!
The poisonous snake's letter pierced the little girl's neck directly, but strangely, no blood flowed out.
Whoosh!
A icy cold light flashed, and the snake's head fell to the snow ground dripping with blood.
After rolling for a while on the snow slope, it disappeared.
"You shouldn't squander your talent so casually."
A feminine voice sounded next to the girl's ear: "I know that people of your race are all born assassins, but assassins who rely on talent tend to die halfway."
The girl's expression was very calm: "Which assassin won't die? Do you want me to keep a useless life and live on?"
The voice seemed very helpless: "Sometimes I really feel that you are my teacher."
The girl showed a rare smile: "Don't worry, teacher, I have a fountain of youth, and my life span is enough for me."
"The Fountain of Youth is not omnipotent. You have cultivated in a special time and space for 10 years. If you continue to squander like this, you probably won't have much left when you return to Feinan."
That voice is still persuading.
The girl looked at the blood-colored sky, and finally said firmly:
"It's enough, I don't expect to live too long."
"I just hope that I will become stronger quickly. Only in this way can I help him."
"Teacher, you said that the Grip of Cold Light is the most suitable weapon for me, but can we really find it?"
The answer of that feminine voice was full of arrogance:
"Of course."
"Because... that is the weapon I used before..."
"Let's go, the Holy Light City is not far away."
... (~^~)