128 Magic Notes

"There has been no war on the mainland for hundreds of years. Now the four major powers, Liga, France, Grand and Delis control the mainland, and countless other small countries are their vassals..." After wandering on the mainland for several years, Agui also has a good understanding of the situation on the mainland.

"So they have been out of the chaos and entered stable development," the giant tapped his leg bones with his fingers, and then sighed, "If it is still the chaos of the heroes, we can still get some money. Now the mainland is so stable that almost no external force can shake it. ."

"Then we can also secretly grab a territory, which is much better than being trapped in this mud pond. Solid land, warm sunshine... Oh, I have been in this broken place for a long time." The rotten head said with full of imagination.

"Bah! What kind of sun do you bask in as an undead mage? The sun will only make you weaker!" The old disabled hit the rotten head rudely. The sunlight has the same natural restraint on the undead mages like light magic. Although they don't care much about going out during the day, after all, basking in the sun will still slightly weaken their mana.

"Oil, don't fantasize that that continent is not our paradise!" The giant snorted coldly and said, "Only the demon world is our home. If I can go back, I would rather become a small apprentice and travel everywhere!"

"But Lord Giant, we can't go back at all," the rotten head said angrily, "I don't know which bastard set up that magic array. It's just a trap! Even a lich without an entity can't get through!"

"Magic array? Is there also a magic array here? The ghost asked curiously.

The giant stared at his head with some dissatisfaction and whispered, "Indeed, there is also a magic array in the underground cave. Although it is very similar to those teleport arrays above, as long as what goes in is crushed by an inexplicable force, even the soul!"

Magic array! Humph! I think it's just a crushing array!" The old waste gas said coaxed, "We sent countless men, from huge rhinos undeads to tiny bird undeads, but every time they will turn into a pile of fragments and be thrown back. Even the soul can't remain intact!"

"What I hate most is that the magic array can clearly send out the breath of the demon world. It must lead to the demon world, but so far we can't use it!" The giant skull held the brain and hummed coldly.

"Why don't you go back through other methods? I know that some merchants on Zuo Er Island can go to the demon world to buy, and I asked them to buy things in the demon world!" The ghost asked curiously.

"Those are Mojint. They will take wine and meat to the demon world to exchange things. These people have existed thousands of years ago, and generations have never been interrupted." The giant said helplessly, "Since the magic array was controlled by human beings, all the Mojint can only be human beings, and they have not made much profit from such a transaction!" Before I came here, a golden roar warrior's scalp could only be exchanged for a loaf of bread, and I don't know what the price is now.

A ghost doesn't know what kind of creature the golden roar is, but he can be sure that a warrior's scalp can only be exchanged for a few copper worth of bread. These human merchants are too dark. I once asked those Mojintes to buy a few three-color flowers in the demon world, and they received 100 gold coins for one three-color flower.

"A tricolor flower can sell 100 gold coins!" The jawbones of the three dark mages fell to the ground, and they still knew the value of gold coins. When they traded with human Mojint, a medium magic crystal could also exchange for 100 gold coins. Unexpectedly, the wild flowers on the hillside could also be sold at this price.

"I didn't expect that Mojint made so much money. If I had known that I would not be a mage at the beginning, if I had done Mojint, I might have been a nobleman in the royal city now." The rotten brain said regretfully, "Grandma, when I was a mage to fill my stomach, I didn't expect a wild flower to be so valuable. Are you mainlanders crazy..."

"Hahahaha~" The old disabled man laughed with a hoarse voice and pointed to his rotten head and said, "If you don't become a mage, I can't guarantee whether you will get rich or not. When I'm sure you will never live for so long, it must be a pile of mud-like garbage now."

"If you are unlucky, you may be lying in the field with the feces of warcraft now~" The giant skull rarely made a joke, and the rotten skull immediately shrank down.

"Hey, this is a battle between the two sides. I still remember how comfortable it was when the demon world and the human world could come and go at will like neighbors. How can the two sides shout and kill as soon as they meet like now, so that we old guys can't even go back to have a look. It has been thousands of years, and no one in the demon world can Come here, I don't know what the demon world has become now. The giant mage shook his head with his hands and muttered the scenery of the demon world with nostalgia.

The giant mage suddenly stopped after pondering for a long time and patted his big head and said, "Oh, people talk a lot when they are old. If you don't talk, I will forget the scenery of my hometown. Ha ha, ghost, you rest with me for a few days. That Wu Zun can't find here. If you want, you can also Think about living with us old bones for a few years before going out.

Agui didn't want to live underground with a group of zombies for a few years. He immediately shook his head: "It's not necessary. I don't have much trouble outside. I can still solve it."

"Ha ha, as long as you can skillfully use the adjudication flame, I can guarantee that the fire warrior will definitely turn his head and run away next time I see you!" The rotten brain giggling, and the ruling flame that can hurt the origin of the soul is not as simple as it seems. If he, a thousand-year-old ghost, can master it, not to mention a fire martial arts master, even the god of war has to take a detour when he sees it!

The giant mage held his head and nodded, took out a dark book from his arms and gave it to the ghost. "This is a fire spell I studied when I was bored. It happens that you can't do it. I'll give it to you."

Agui was also thinking of learning more fire spells and hurriedly took over the book. This book was slippery and greasy, and I don't know what material to make. When he opened it, it was written in strange ink with some phosphorescence. Even in the lightless cave, it could still be seen clearly. The giant skull mage used ancient general literature, which was not difficult for the ghost. He slowly looked through it in front of the three old ghosts.

"Oh, I've been sitting for a long time, and my old bones are stiff," the giant skull mage stood up and moved his body a few times, and then said to the ghost who didn't raise his head, "You just rest in this hole. Later, I'll ask the snake mage to send you some more food. Come on. The cave outside is too confused. If you have nothing to do, you'd better not walk around. If you have any requirements, just stand at the mouth of the cave and shout at me.

Agui nodded and kept staring at the book without looking up. The three dark mage smiled at each other and walked out silently together.

The magic book of the giant skull mage is not a simple fire textbook. The book * fire spell is divided into three parts: fire, fire control and fire extinguishing. Light fire includes ordinary hot open fire, cold underworld fire, poisonous fire, colorless dark fire and other strange flame generation methods that ghosts have never heard of. .

There are two or three hundred dark mages in the underground cave. Regardless of their individual strength, each of them is a living dictionary that has lived for more than a thousand years. The giant skull mage is really a dark mage who likes to study. When he first came here, in order to pass the boring days, he began to ask these colleagues for advice one by one. This fire magic The book was summarized at that time. It took the giant mage hundreds of years to sort out the three items of light fire, fire control and fire extinguishing. This not only includes the principle of ordinary fire spells, but also analyzes the various fire branches of the dark mage in detail.

Although the ghost can't learn from the strange flames of the dark mage, it opens the eyes with a large number of analysis and introductions, and the flame control chapter in it makes the ghosts enjoy watching. The practical improvement of fire mage for thousands of years has turned fire spells into a profound art, ghost He was addicted to it at a glance, and I don't know how long it took until he didn't stop until his stomach cooed.

There is a neat pile of snow-white chromococcus at the door of the cave. It turned out that the snake mage came several times and saw the ghost reading without disturbing it. He just put the collected cocci at the door and left. The news that the ghost has a ruling flame has spread in the underground cave, and now even the grumpy dark druid The mage did not dare to come to the ghost to be wild. Unless he lived enough and wanted to commit suicide, no one would like to try the feeling of being burned by the fire of the judgment.

After eating four or five fist-sized cocci, the ghost looked at the pale hands curiously, because the snake mage said that the cocci would fade, and the ghost did not care too much. Anyway, the snake mage could recover after a few words. After moving his stiff body in the cave, the ghost picked up the magic book and became addicted to it.

Ivan Wuzun wandered around Duze for five or six days and did not see the ghost come out. He had to go back to heaven dejected and talk to his maid Lotus to Mrs. Mi that the ghost matter was over. He also wanted to trouble those dark mages again, but when he thought that he was alone and Du Ze was really not suitable for him to fight, so this matter was put on hold.

Half a month later, the ghost finally came out of the poison. The three dark mage with giant skull, rotten brain shell and old disability kept sending the ghost to the edge of the poison before stopping. The ghost with whiter milk-like time used these ten days to read the magic book, except for the fire spells of those dark mages. There is no other way. The level of manipulation of flame art has long exceeded that of many intermediate fire magicians. The black flame called the ruling flame was also played by him a lot. Then the ghost said goodbye to the giant skull mage and left the poisonous wetland.