The catastrophe three hundred years ago caused many magics to be lost, such as limited wishing, Mythra mansion, Mythra's sword, etc... The descendants of these magics only heard the names, but did not see the entities.
As the mercenary guild with the widest source of information, it is entrusted by many magic towers to collect news about lost magic. in exchange for huge rewards.
For example, if the mercenary guild in Bronze Drum City really confirms that the materials purchased by the mysterious caster are related to the lost magic 'Mythra Mansion', then their guild will be able to get a large amount of gold coins from the Colorless Magic Tower , and a piece of extremely precious magic equipment.
This is a lot of wealth.
After Liang Lidong left the mercenary union, he frowned not far away. Not to mention that he is already a master now, with sharp eyes and ears, he can easily spot the little tail following behind him, and he already has 10.5 mental power, so it is very easy to find people who are not good for him, unless the other party has Special concealment skills, or mental power are on par with him.
He turned his head and glanced casually, pretending to be looking at the goods in the surrounding stalls. With just one glance, he locked on to the stalker, who was a skinny young man of level 2. Judging from his appearance and temperament, he was probably a wanderer.
A rogue is a relatively versatile profession, with good combat ability and good auxiliary ability, and is good at trapping and stealing, and can be used as a scout when necessary.
It's just that the level of the other party is too low... If you want to follow the general spellcaster master, the wanderer is good, but the problem is that Liang Lidong is a god-born nobleman, with average attribute growth and high overall growth, as long as the level is raised. His character attributes completely suppress all low-level occupations, including any aspect. Therefore, in Liang Lidong's eyes, this wanderer with only lv2 is no different from ordinary people.
Liang Lidong continued to walk forward, and when he reached a street with fewer people, he suddenly turned his head. A wave of blue magic burst out from his body, and then turned into an arm, and then grew a palm.
Then this hand, made entirely of magic power, flew directly to the wanderer behind him, and before he could react, it directly grabbed his neck, pulled him off the ground, and then quickly returned to Liang Lidong's body Before, put this face full of horror. The wanderer kicking his legs in mid-air was thrown to the ground.
Seeing this scene, the surrounding pedestrians almost all walked away.
Even the most daring ordinary people would feel apprehensive when they saw spell casters 'assaulting' in public, fearing that they would turn into frogs or burn to ashes in an instant if they didn't like their eyes.
After all, in the minds of ordinary people, the caster's notoriety can be compared with the devil.
"Who sent you to follow me?" Liang Lidong looked at the other party with a smile.
The wanderer trembled with fear. People are very strange animals, the more abnormal things are, the more afraid they are. If Liang Lidong asked fiercely. At best, he was just a little scared, but now that his smile is as bright as the sunshine at noon in spring, it makes people feel creepy.
The wanderer didn't speak, he felt something stuck in his throat and couldn't speak.
Liang Lidong continued to smile, but now his eyes had begun to glow with a blue magic luster. It is getting brighter and brighter, even in broad daylight, it looks like two small light bulbs.
The rogues became even more frightened. It was said that when the powerful spellcasters were about to kill little people, their eyes would become weird. He quickly knelt down on the ground. Knocking his head on the ground, he hurriedly said, "Your Excellency, please don't kill me. It was the people from the Mercenary Union who asked me to follow you."
Mercenary union
Liang Lidong thought for a while, then immediately turned around and walked towards the mercenary union again. The wanderer was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but suddenly felt that he was grabbed by something. Looking back, he found that two blue magical palms were pulling the clothes on his back together.
He let out a long sigh, and resigned himself to his fate.
Before coming to the mercenary union again, this time no one dared to come up and pull him into the group. Because the caster's external mental power can generally tell others about his current state of mind.
When Liang Lidong came here before, his mental strength was stable and gentle, even a soldier could feel it, knowing that he was in a good mood. But it's different now, Liang Lidong's current mental power is like a huge wave surging outward, slapping the surrounding things and life, and has even begun to distort reality. When outsiders look at him, it's like looking at a circle Circles of twisted air gushed out of him.
Seeing such a scene, even an idiot would know that the caster is extremely unhappy now, who dares to go up and talk to him!
Liang Lidong looked at the gate of the mercenary union, smiled, and then asked the wanderer behind him who was held by his mage's hand: "Which floor and room is the president of your union?"
The rogue pointed upwards.
Liang Lidong took out a gold coin from the space backpack with a smile, and flicked it hard with his fingers. A huge golden beam of light directly penetrated the entire mercenary union building, leaving a huge round hole.
Beside the entrance of the round hole, the president of the mercenary union was still drinking water. He was processing documents upstairs when a golden light flashed in front of his eyes, covering half of his study room. Beat it badly.
He froze, unable to recover for a long time.
This is how the same thing! This strong question has been echoing in his mind, making him unable to turn his mind.
In fact, not only him, almost everyone inside and outside the mercenary union was frightened. For the mercenaries, the mercenary union has a very strange position. On the one hand, the mercenaries hate the high commission and blood-sucking behavior of the mercenary union, and on the other hand, they have to rely on the later-stage mercenary union.
They felt that the mercenary union was very dark, and they felt that the mercenary union was incredibly powerful. They never thought that the mercenary union would be attacked by someone, and they were alone, directly at the entrance of the mercenary union, and shot the union with magic.
Under the surprised eyes of everyone, Liang Lidong threw down the levitation scroll, leaped directly into the broken hole, and then walked up to the president of the mercenary union.
At this time, the chairman finally came back to his senses, he plucked his hair, and removed a lot of sawdust and dust, and then he finally understood what was going on, and his face suddenly turned black: "Why are you attacking us?" Mercenary union, if you don't give me an explanation..."
Liang Lidong waved his hand: "You should tell me first, why do you want people to follow me. I just bought some valuable magic materials from your union, and you sent people here, wanting to cheat?"
"Why would our mercenary union do such a thing." The president patted the table heavily: "You finally give us a suitable explanation right now, otherwise!"
Generally speaking, when there is a dispute, the one with the louder tone always has some aura advantage, but that refers to ordinary people. Liang Lidong is a professional and a player at the same time, and is hailed by the NPCs as the temperamental son of gold.
A long sword flew out of the spatial backpack and directly pierced the president's palm, piercing his palm with the beautiful black wood hard desk.
Red blood flowed on the table, and the president screamed in pain.
"Otherwise what?" Liang Lidong chuckled, "It seems that I have a greater advantage now."
"What are you still doing, why don't you hurry up and help me kill him." The president shouted to the mercenaries downstairs: "Whoever kills him, I will reward him with a hundred gold coins."
For mercenaries, money is life, and when someone is about to make a move, Liang Lidong unleashes his mental power, and then suddenly expands... Everyone within ten meters around feels their heads go crazy It hurts, as if the brain nucleus was hit hard by a big hammer.
Many spellcasters can do this by releasing mental power, but using mental power to attack directly... This is one of the signs of a master spellcaster.
Humans are different from elves. Because human life is too short, very few humans can reach the master level. Even if there are, they are generally middle-aged or gray-haired old men. Already quite powerful.
Moreover, such a young spellcaster master Liang Lidong was even rarer.
Master-level spellcasters generally have their own forces. The mercenaries are the group of people who know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, because those who don't know how to evaluate the situation generally don't live long.
Immediately, all the mercenaries downstairs dispersed, and even if anyone wanted to watch, they would stay far away.
Liang Lidong pulled out the long sword from the table and said with a smile: "Okay, you can tell me now, why did you send someone to follow me?"
The president stared at Liang Lidong bitterly. As a master, he would rarely be humiliated like this. Even Greenton would not be presumptuous in front of him.
He was holding his injured right hand with his left hand. Because of the pain, both of his hands were shaking constantly, causing blood from the wound to splatter everywhere.
He just looked at it bitterly, unwilling to answer.
"It doesn't matter if you don't want to answer." Liang Lidong had no self-consciousness of 'doing evil', and said with a rather sunny smile: "I can go outside and ask, for example, how many people are there in your family, is there any cute granddaughter, etc. .I think they will welcome me as a guest."
Looking at the caster with a gentle smile on his face, the president was finally afraid: "You devil, don't touch my family. Otherwise, I will fight with you."
"I told them why they were following me, and I naturally wouldn't go to trouble with them."
The president gritted his teeth, and then said: "The magic towers of all colors have entrusted us to investigate the news of the lost magic. The magic material you bought in our guild just now, we suspect that it is exactly the same as the material needed for the Mythra mansion technique." ( .)
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