Ride and Cut

"It's a bit of a pity." Du Peng held the crystal in both hands, as if gazing at some peerless treasure. "If we can still find the horns and heart of this Balrog, we can make some more powerful alchemy equipment."

In the hands of the lord, a pair of thick spiral dark brown horns was added, and they were thrown on the floor with a "clang", and the teak wood, which was as smooth as a mirror, was scratched by rough cuticles.

Although it was cut off from the head in a rather rough way, it still shone with a thick and restrained metallic luster. If you experience it with your heart, you can even capture the elemental fluctuations that have not had time to dissipate, indicating that the death of the suffering master is at most within two or three days.

"The heart is more bloody, so I won't take it out."

Du Peng looked at Li Cha as if he saw an undead, "You don't really want to kill a Balrog by yourself, do you?"

Elemental crystallization is a treasure-level alchemy material that can be encountered but not sought after. It is the condensation of magic power that can only be precipitated after the death of top-level monsters.

It is hard to believe that the main source of known elemental crystallization is picking up corpses.

High-end monsters are generally very "independent", and spend most of their adult life living in isolation. Coupled with their strong sense of territory, few people dare to spy on their homes easily. If you die in the lair due to aging or various reasons, the lucky one may get an elemental crystal without any effort.

But often at this time, the body has long been corrupted, and the magic power contained in it has been completely dissipated, and it is of little value.

Hard bridges and hard horses kill monsters of the level of Balrog, and then obtain crystals, but it is a minority. Both the difficulty and the risk are too high, and it is easy to steal chickens without losing money.

"Of course, I killed him with my own sword." Li Cha stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers.

"A whole head of Balrog, the combination of earth and fire elements, let me think about it..." Archmage Du Pont frowned and thought for a moment, "The most precious corners, heart and elemental crystals can be made into the center of Baker's fortress. Calcining the fire element will increase the hardness of the castle, and once it is damaged, the earth element will absorb the free dust and repair it automatically."

"Wouldn't the people inside be steamed to death like a lobster?" Li Cha was shocked.

"The fire element is not a real flame." The fat old man pouted his lips and looked down upon his ignorance. "In a stable state, there will be no heat at all."

"Okay." The lord could only talk to each other like a mountain.

"One piece of skin should be able to make several pieces of thorn armor with fire elements to counter damage."

"It's useless to retaliate, don't." Li Cha shook his head like a rattle.

When Dracula was still called Hendra, he had a thorn armor with a fire element that counteracts injuries. The lord had been clinking with him for a long time at that time, but the effect was limited to burning his palms and burning his palms, and he almost lost his teeth from laughing.

"This is not an ordinary product on the market!"

"Okay." Li Cha agreed very simply.

After all, he really didn't know anything about alchemy, so he had no choice but to trust the judgment of professionals.

The two handed over the materials with the space ring, and agreed on a time to receive the goods, Du Peng hurriedly bid farewell and left.

The time of a magister is more precious than gold, and the more profound elemental mysteries are their lifelong pursuit. Du Pont is willing to make a special trip for the safety of Sinclaire's life, which is really rare.

Expecting him to stay and watch the children when the overall situation is settled is purely a daydream.

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There is a tradition within the Ripper Legion almost as old as Alpine Fort.

When Li Cha is not busy, he often goes to the school field to start the fight. At this time, as long as you are not afraid of embarrassment, you can exchange martial arts with your lord regardless of your qualifications, old or new, or high or low rank.

No one would be bored enough to overwhelm others with strength in pure martial arts competition, but in the end, without exception, they would all be reduced to one-sided sadism. In terms of martial arts level, the lord is at least as tall as a two-story building.

But for fighters, this kind of opportunity is actually very precious. After all, it is possible to become a master only by fighting with masters.

Right now, a strong Tiger Ranger is the main attacker, and Li Cha is the main defender.

The Tiger Spirit swordsmanship has been inherited from the ancient elf empire, and after so many years of uninterrupted improvement, it is quite impressive. Played by a veteran, the offensive is as fast as a storm, and it also contains a three-point rhythm.

With this great swordsmanship alone, he would never starve himself to death when he opened a school in Colun City to teach students.

And Li Cha has one hand behind his back, and the other hand is holding a one-handed sword. It's as easy and comfortable as strolling in the garden, but it happens that it can always take all the attacks down.

There were a lot of people watching, and Sinclair was also there.

The sun was so bright that she had to squint her eyes, but she observed very intently.

The child's facial features are quite delicate and attractive, but his face is so dark that it doesn't make much difference whether he wipes it off or not. Coupled with short hair, after swallowing charcoal, his voice is hoarse and he doesn't like to talk. He looks cool and cool, and there are a group of girls from leading people's houses behind him wherever he goes.

Li Cha saw the opportunity and dodged sideways, making the opponent lose his strength. The sword lightly tapped on the Tiger Ranger helmet, "You are dead again. Remember, you must grasp the distance and center of gravity in sword fighting."

Hu Ling took off his helmet, gasped heavily, and nodded quickly. Facing the kind taunts from his companions, he got into the crowd, grabbed the one who laughed the loudest, and punched the one who laughed the loudest.

"Is there any more?" The sword in Li Cha's hand was turning back and forth between his fingers, like a juggler in the countryside.

Wherever he looked, those tall and strong warriors shrank their heads for a while, for fear of being noticed. Although the opportunity is rare, not everyone has the courage to take the initiative to accept the ravages.

"My lord." Sinclair plucked up the courage to walk up to him, "Can you teach me swordsmanship?"

"Oh?" The sharp blade, which was spinning dazzledly, was inserted into the sheath suddenly, neatly and precisely, which immediately aroused applause.

"Have you ever learned swordsmanship before?"

"I've only learned a little bit." Sinclair said anxiously.

The orc kingdom is more martial than Pompeii, and even an underage girl like her must receive certain martial arts training.

So she could see that the swordsmanship of the lord of Gaoshan Castle was better than any famous master in the court, and it was much better. The sword is not like a tool in his hand, but like an extension of his hands and eyes.

If you can learn such a brilliant swordsmanship, maybe you don't have to run away all the time. Sinclair was a little dazed for a while.

"Higuain, let me see how you two do it."

"Me?" Higuain obviously didn't expect to be ordered, his handsome face was full of arrogance, "How can a real knight be with a woman..."

"A real knight can't wet the bed." Li Cha raised his eyebrows, took out two wooden swords from the weapon rack, and threw them at the two of them respectively, "Do not use fighting spirit, stop it, let's start."

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