The Ladoga Valley is located in the southernmost part of the town of Vison, and unlike other places where there is a full of green, there are many strange rocks. There are hard as iron basalt, easy to carve grass granite, and even, there is a whole body of cold marble, is a natural stone field. Unfortunately, the town of Wesson is remote, the roads are rough, and the resources are difficult to traffic, otherwise, I am afraid that the people of Wesson can make a living by selling stones.
After hearing that Yimia issued a life-and-death challenge to Yangling, Wisen town was deserted, and people rushed to Ladoga Valley a few hours in advance. Among them, many mercenaries and adventurers.
By Anka family oppression for many years, people have hope that Yangling can pull out the eyesore imia. But think of Yangling will not be angry, there is no magic wave on the body, and couldn't help kicking chuai uneasy. After all, Imia itself has the strength of a senior magician, with his Yin ruthless and spicy character, and now take the initiative to put forward a life-and-death battle, there must be a greater reliance.
The Anka family has lived in the town of Wesson for many years, and it is said that their ancestors were pirates who ate people and did not spout bones, and once plundered great wealth and treasures, and the people of Wesson have always believed it. Otherwise, why should Imia cultivate to the realm of advanced sorcerer at a young age? With their money and connections, it's not hard to get some top-notch magical gear.
Although Yang Ling defeated the sword master Battis last time, people did not see what was going on at all, and they thought that the guardian warrior sent by his family secretly struck. Now Imia has no fear, I am afraid that even if his guardian warrior is strong, it is difficult to help in the eyes of the public, so many good townspeople are more nervous than Yang Ling himself.
At noon, Imia walked to the level of the valley, surrounded by a group of warriors. He wore a heavy navy armor, held a dark dragon's wand, and a pair of blood-red combat boots. He was armed almost to the teeth with magical equipment. At the same time, Yang Ling was empty-handed, as if shopping slowly walked over.
"Kelaf's heavy armor, from the top gear of the hill Dwarves, ignores close attacks from the saber; Blood Elf boots, with wind to speed up magic, agility doubled; Earth Guardian Cloak, with Earth shield, ignores magic and physical attacks below high level, top gear. Iberis, where does this guy get so much top-of-the-line equipment?"
Looking at the unafraid Imia from a distance, the knight of the Temple, Cruise, exclaimed. Wizards and people face off, in addition to their own strength, more important is a variety of magic equipment. With a top gear, let alone a junior magician, I'm afraid even an apprentice who has not yet stepped on the threshold can kill a mid-level magician.
With the strength of the senior magician of Imia, after wearing so much top equipment, let alone duel, I am afraid that it is enough to slaughter dragons directly in the depths of the forest of Tras.
"Cruise, look again!" The masked female mage shook her head and went on to say, "He wears a flame ring on his left hand and can continuously fire explosive fireballs, which is the best of the top equipment." Look at his right hand, even wearing the water spirit ring, from the demon master below the spiritual attack, but also can quickly return to the demon!"
"Ibis, shame! To fight a young man who has no temper, no magic, and wears so much fine equipment, he has lost the face of a magician!" Cruise shook his head dismissively.
Looking at the dark dragon rod in Imia's hand, Michelle's heart moved, feeling as if she had seen it before, hesitating for a moment and saying: "Cruz, the dragon rod in Imia's hand seems a little strange, have you seen it anywhere?"
After looking intently for a moment, Cruise shook his head. There are countless similar staffs in the world, and although the Holy See has a special introduction, no one can remember so many except some old scholars specializing in the study of the staff. However, since Imia is full of top equipment, then the most important staff is estimated to be not what ordinary goods.
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At the same time, on a distant hill, an old man dressed in black was frightened and frightened in a black light. Looking at the dragon's wand in Imia's hand, he muttered, "The serpent's blood wand?" My God, it really is the blood staff of the serpent that has been missing for thousands of years!"
"Master, the serpent's blood staff? Is this the legendary dark hallow serpent blood staff?" A mature, voluptuous woman looks incredulously at the old man in black.
"Yes, Meryl, this is the hallowed artifact of our dark mages' dreams - the Serpent's Blood staff!" The old man took a deep breath, and suddenly the black light on his body was even better, blocking the hot sun.
After recovering, Meryl said disapproving: "Hey hey, the teacher has already stepped into the holy level, what is the blood staff of the serpent." Besides, we have the treasure handy if we want to!"
"Well, Meryl, I have told you before that I have only just entered a new threshold in my practice to the Master of the Holy Spirit. You have only now reached the realm of the great magician, and you must not act rashly when things happen!" With a cold snort, the old man closed his eyes slowly.
After learning of the discovery of the ruins of the sacred dragon Al Pacino living in the forest of Tlass, the old man in black came with Meryl. Al Pacino was the oracle of the Dragon clan 5,000 years ago, who led the dragon clan and the human army to destroy the undead creatures that invaded the continent of Taron.
Legend has it that after defeating the army of the Undead, Al Pacino sealed the equipment of many undead creatures, including some powerful artifacts. For thousands of years, Dark Mages and necromancers left behind on the continent of Tyrann have been searching for the place of the seal, and after learning the news, the old man in black is not willing to miss such a rare opportunity.
The old man in black closed his eyes to rest, while the gorgeous Meryl looked intently at the serpent's blood staff in Imia's hands, secretly planning how to grab it from him after the duel. In her eyes, in the face of Yimia armed to the teeth, Yangling is basically a dead man, without any chance of victory.
Outside, people are talking, marveling at Imia's many rare equipment. On the field, Yangling smiled and looked at the Yimia with no fear.
"Hey, Don Imia, long time no see!" Looking at Yimia who had no fear, Yang Ling smiled and said, "Why are your eyes red and swollen?" Did you go up the mountain to catch monkeys these two days?"
Going up the mountain to catch a monkey?
Listen to Yangling so said, Yimia a little inexplicable, but the crowd of onlookers but burst into laughter.
"Monkey butt, white inside red, pass by, don't miss it!"
"Ha ha, this bitch, come out and make a fool of yourself, go home and wait on the old man as soon as possible!"
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Hiding in the crowd, some of the mercenaries pointed at Imia and jeered loudly, and the latter heard it, and his face was green and white with anger. After understanding the ins and outs of things from the crowd, he was furious and regretted not cutting the warrior into two pieces with a sword three days ago.
"You... I..." Pointing to Yangling, Imia fumed.
"Imia brother, don't get excited, don't listen to their nonsense, do what you like and let them talk." After all, butt is more important than face!" Yang Ling smiled unkindly and went on to say, "How can an important person with such status like you not even want to give up his butt for the gossip of others?" Do not let one ass affect the reputation of your Anka family!"
Because one ass affected the family's reputation?
In the laughter of the crowd, Imia was nearly mad with anger. These days, the words' Anka 'and' toad 'on the butt of Batisse, the great sword fighter, were considered by him to be a great insult and stimulated his nerves all the time. Now Yangling refuel the fire, he is almost mad, blood and gas upwelling, almost vomiting blood and died.
"Ah... You bastard, I'll kill you!"
Yimia roared, desperate to Yangling jumped over, already prepared lines and magic all forgotten. At this moment, he just wanted to strangle Yang Ling alive, eager to skin him and drink his blood.