Chapter 47 God Bow Meteor 2

Kowloon's spiritual power can be described as strong, which is equivalent to the spiritual power of a sixth-level magician. If this is known by others, it will not be scared to death. When Kowloon magnifies its powerful spiritual power to the limit, all the scenes around the basement are 'in sight', and even the hissing of insects and cicadas are clearly heard.

In Kowloon's perception, a team of patrol warriors held torches and kept wandering around the basement. Jiulong looked at Mesomia in surprise, "Where is this basement? How can there be so many guards!"

"This is the treasure house of Allen Manor, which contains a large number of gold and silver treasures, pearls, precious magic cores, and a large number of weapons and armor, which is the important place of Allen Manor!" Mesomia looked wary and looked around for a long time before he turned his eyes to Kowloon's face and explained for Kowloon.

"So that's it. No wonder there are so many people guarding it!" Jiulong looked clear, so he stopped guessing, and then asked, "Mesomea, are we going to steal your brother's baby!"

Mesomea felt a little uncomfortable when she heard Jiulong say this, but she still nodded firmly, and then said slowly, "Let's go in. The things inside can't be moved randomly. Everything is guarded by a magic array. Once the position is moved, it will definitely trigger the magic array. At that time, it will be difficult for me to escape!"

"Good!" Jiulong nodded and took Mesomea to the basement door with a few jumps in the hazy night.

Mesonia took out a key and gently opened the door of the basement. The two of them sneaked in.

The dark basement reaches out and can't see five fingers. Looking at it, the gems are shining brightly. Needless to think about it, it must be a rare treasure, because ordinary gemstones, gold and silver can not shine at all. There is only one thing that can shine, that is, the magic core of Warcraft.

There are thousands of warcrafts living on the continent. Generally speaking, only level 7 warcraft will have a magic core, because whether it is a warrior or a warcraft, before level 7, the energy form is gaseous. Only after reaching level 7 will the energy liquefy. When the level 7 warcraft dies, the liquefied energy will gradually condense and solidify. Of course Some will also vaporize and dissipate between heaven and earth.

Although there are thousands of warcrafts on the mainland, there are not many seven-level warcrafts. The more advanced warcrafts, the fewer they will be, but one thing is certain, that is, advanced warcrafts are at the top of the food chain on the continent.

It can be seen how precious a magic core is. The magic core is also widely used. It is generally used to inlay a magic wand. The advantages and disadvantages of a magic wand lies in whether it is inlaid a magic core. The higher the level of the magic core, the more valuable the magic wand.

In addition to inlaying magic wands with magic cores, magic crystals can also be inlaid with magic crystals, which are extracted from a vein called magic crystal mines. Although it is also extremely precious, it is not as rare as magic cores.

Generally speaking, low-level magicians and intermediate magicians use magic wands inlaid with magic crystals. Magicians are a noble profession, which can be seen from their luxurious equipment alone.

Kowloon and Mesomea held hands and slowly moved forward. Although the basement was extremely dark, Jiulong was full of vitality and his perception ability was super strong. Even if he closed his eyes now, he could walk without hindrance.

But Kowloon's strange thing is Mesomea. She can also ignore the dark basement, which surprises Jiulong, because he has not felt any energy from Mesomea, neither fighting spirit nor magic.

"Hee hee!" Mesomia could see Jiulong's shocked appearance. She smiled and grabbed Jiulong's hand tightly. Her voice was proud and a little low. "Kowloon, are you curious that I can look at night without any energy, and move freely like daylight."

"Yes!" Jiulong answered honestly. He felt a little strange that Mesomea could neither practice fighting spirit nor magic. Mesomea was the biological daughter of Chief Leren. According to his bloodline, even if Mesomea was not a cultivation genius, he should not be reconciled.

"Kowloon." Mesomia gently grabbed Jiulong's arm, sighed, and said slowly, "Actually, my magical talent has been sealed. Since I was seven years old, I have shown a strong magical cultivation talent. I have been endowed and once shocked my father."

"Since then, I have become the apple of my father's eye, but the good times are not long. Two months have passed, and suddenly one day, a great disaster came to my father."

"I was very small at that time. faintly, my father had a life-and-death struggle with a man in black. I only remember that when my father fought with that man, the palace collapsed, the mountains collapsed, the lightning and thundered, the sun and the moon were lightless, and the huge collisions shocked the world. Once overnight, the most prosperous city of the Leren tribe were made The city of Leren has been turned into ruins.

"The war lasted all night. Until dawn, his father was already injured. He dragged his tired body away from the city of Leren and came to the city of Cairo. When he came, he also took his mother, young brother and me, who was only seven years old."

"Three months have passed since my father repaired his body in Cairo. In a blink of an eye, these three months were the best days for our family of four. My father often practiced. When he finished his practice, he came to take care of his mother, brother and me." Mesomia said sadly, yearning for that beautiful childhood infinitely.

"However, after his father repaired his disabled body, everything changed. He abandoned his mother and my brother and me. From then on, our family of three stayed away from Lailen City and lived a life of ordinary aristocrats."

"After my father left me, the strong magic cultivation talent I was proud of disappeared. No matter how hard I tried, it didn't help! But what surprises me is that my spiritual power continues to grow. Now I have the spiritual power of a seven-level magician, but unfortunately I can't store magic!"

"Since then, my father has never visited my mother, my young brother and me, but my mother has never complained. She has been silently missing my father."

"Until one day, death came again and lost his father's protection. The man in black easily grabbed his mother, brother and me. She killed his mother, but he did not kill his brother and me. He let the young brother and I die. Since then, there is no one in this world that we can rely on. My brother and I depend on each other for our lives. Fortunately, my brother has a good time. After many twists and turns, he has his own property and is ranked as an earl.

"After the man in black killed his mother, the man in black left annoy, but when the man in black left, his mother lived miraculously, but unfortunately his brother was not present at that time!"

"My mother told me a lot. When it came to me, my mother only told me that in order to avoid the disaster of killing, my magic cultivation talent was greatly cultivated by my father. The mana has been sealed."

"Finally, she gave me this!" Mesomia took out the amber ball in his hand and said infinitely, "This is a huge magic array, which is the core of a weapon!"

"This weapon has never been born. It is said that it was accidentally obtained by my father. It is a divine bow. My father gave the core of the divine bow to my mother, and my mother handed it to me and kept it to me. My mother said that when my father came to me, she would give it to him."

"Unfortunately, since my father left, there has been no news and no return. More than ten years have passed, and he has not appeared."

Mesomea held Jiulong's hand tightly. In the dark and cold basement, there were only Jiulong and Mesomea. Under the leadership of Methomea, they slowly walked forward.

Kowloon listened to Mesmia's confused and infinitely melancholy. He couldn't help holding Mesomea tightly in his arms and felt the warm Mesomia snuggled close to Jiulong and continued her story.

"No one can pull the bow without a core. My brother once tried his best to pull the bow. Gradually, he also forgot the bow, and later he even wanted to throw it away!"

"When I learned about this, I hurried over and left the divine bow. My brother also discarded the divine bow as waste iron in the arsenal, and no one cares about it ever since!"

"Now I will give this divine bow to my Langjun, let it accompany you, gallop on the battlefield, make great achievements, and enjoy the world!" Mesmia hugged Jiulong's arm tightly and said with infinite affection.

Jiulong listened to Mesomea's words and muttered to himself with a little confusion, "The divine bow? In this way, it's really a divine bow!"

"Yes, its name is 'Meteor'." Mesmia said affirmatively.