Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

Put the carriage and corpses into the Palace of Rest as quickly as possible, erase the traces on the ground, and take everyone back. Ange lay down on the ground again and pretended to be dead.

But in the resting palace, everyone has already discussed how to divide the spoils.

Luther looked at the sword in Tierrez's hand, drooling.

"Tsk tsk, look at this material, look at this workmanship, look at this gemstone, look at this magic pattern, and look at this inscription pattern, tsk tsk, it's so beautiful." Luthor really hated himself for not studying hard. Can't think of a good adjective.

Negris probed over to take a look: "Dragon-patterned steel core with mithril filigree magic-pattern covered soil forged gemstone gain piercing enchantment two-handed sword, it's really good."

"Pfft! What are you talking about?!" Luther spurted blood. Why did he know every word Negris said, but he only understood "two-handed sword" together.

"I'm talking about the forging process of this sword. Look, the dragon pattern steel is the main body, and the mithril filigree. These magic patterns are not engraved on them. When you touch them, they all float. They are all mithril threads, covered with soil and forged. , look at the earth-covered pattern, do you see it like a wave?"

"Gem gain, can you recognize what gem this is? The wind element gem, the first sword cut out, can avoid the obstruction of the wind element to the greatest extent, the efficiency of breaking the wind is high, and it also has the effect of piercing enchantment and piercing magic shield First class, you didn't see just now, the sword master just pierced through two shields of the magician."

"Hiss... hiss... hiss..." As Negris said, Luther inhaled: "Really? I've never heard of this kind of gem."

"Do you know how poor you are?" Negris laughed.

It is difficult for an aborigine from the barren plane to understand the luxury of noble swordsmen on the main material plane. From Luthor's understanding, what is so great about a swordsman on the main material plane? They can eat ten beets at most for a meal, no? Think of so many tricks that can be played on a sword.

"This, this, can you give it to me?" Luther wrung his fingers and asked Ange timidly.

Angus nodded.

Luther was overjoyed and shouted: "My lord, you are so kind, I swear to serve you to the death."

Negris said with a smile: "It's cheap for you, kid, this sword can be exchanged for a small city." No matter how small a city is, there are more than 10,000 people, with brick walls, no walls and tens of thousands of people , are only worthy of being called villages and towns.

It's no wonder that Tierez was able to lose both with the great magician under the obstruction of a group of followers. In many cases, the strength of the rich is not based on themselves, but on their equipment.

Picking up the magician's explosive ring, Negris threw it at Ange: "The explosive ring can store a sixth-level explosive spell, as long as you put magic power into it, it is especially suitable for infinite magic monsters like you."

Ange nodded, and put the ring on his finger. However, there was no fleshy phalanx, and the ring fell off as soon as it was inserted. In the end, he had to put something on the phalanx to keep the ring on firmly.

"Demon-suppressing armor, which can suppress the damage of magic attacks. Only Luther can wear this size." The armor is actually a very troublesome thing, because it has a size, and it doesn't fit well.

Wearing it hard, sometimes not only can't protect it, but also affects the flexibility of movement. How many poor swordsmen, because they can't buy suitable armor, get caught by chain belts in battle and are hacked to death by the enemy? .

Luther happily took the armor, found a cloth to wipe it off, and then put it on.

Negris looked at the damage on the chest with regret: "Go back and find a dwarf craftsman to mend it. Just buckle a gem from the armor, and it will be enough to fill the gap."

Luther froze for a moment, felt the missing part and answered: "Your words remind me of a proverb, milking cows to feed the tauren, self-sufficiency."

"What a mess." Negris cursed angrily, and picked up Shekhed's staff again.

Compared with luxury, this staff is even worse than Tierez's long sword. Negris didn't bother to introduce it, because there are too many good things: "A staff has a buff effect, but you can't use it. It is your magic that limits your magical power."

Ange nodded, and said, "For Ferlin." Even if it works, Ange doesn't plan to change it, and the staff can't mow grass. He still likes his sickle.

"It's cheap for that kid. This staff is worth more than his broken dungeon." Negris said, put away the staff, and took off Shekhed's robe by the way. This is also a good thing, but it was pierced It's a big hole that needs to be patched later.

Suddenly, Negris had a dull feeling, there were too many good things, and it would take a lot of space to introduce them one by one, and there was nothing in it that he could use, as if trying his best to introduce blind dates to other dragons , After the introduction, I am the only one left alone, which is really boring.

Forget it, Negris was too lazy to introduce, and counted casually: "Exquisite long sword, fifty sets of armor, some of which are damaged."

"Four sets of magic goose down bedding, and several single-person tents."

"A set of four luxury tent carriages, a water cart, a cooking cart, and an office communication cart. Uh, this cart should be for maids and afternoon tea, right?"

After counting up here, both Luther Lightning and Nealie's dragon souls couldn't help but poke their heads over: "You mean, there are special vehicles for tents, water, cooking, office, and even afternoon tea?"

Negris nodded.

The four guys looked at each other, saw the envy in each other's eyes, and then cursed at the same time: "Scum, waste."

"Those who didn't know thought they were here for an outing, so they still wanted to slay the dragon?" Luther said angrily. He used to drive back and forth in the Abyss of Anxi, and he used to go back and forth with his feet. When he was tired and sleepy, the wind blew up, so he dug a hole directly. Just sleep, how can there be so many tricks, even afternoon tea has a special vehicle.

"A magic pattern certification space belt and a space ring, which are also certified by magic patterns. In the future, I will have the opportunity to find a great magician of the space system to see if I can erase the certified magic patterns on them."

While counting and sorting, if someone can use it, it will be directly classified under the other party's name, and if it is not needed temporarily, it will be stored.

The luxury carriage with the rose emblem was quickly counted.

Opening the door and looking inside, Luthor and Lightning screamed in shock. From the outside, the carriage was only two meters wide and three meters long, but the interior had an area of ​​about 30 square meters, and the decoration was extraordinarily luxurious. , glittering.

A comfortable cool wind gushed out, bringing Luthor and Lightning a refreshing feeling of coolness.

Luther couldn't help sighing: "The nobles and magicians of the main material plane are really much richer than us."

"Wait a minute, he is richer than you, don't get involved with us." Negris hurriedly dismissed it.

Luther was stunned, and looked up and down Negris with some disbelief.

"Hehe, don't you believe it? Do you know how valuable every plant, every tree, every stone, and every arch here are worth?"

"Bukuquan stone, there is a price but no market, soul-forming wood, hundreds of magic crystals, a catty, there are thousands of tons here, that arch is a space gate, tens of millions of magic crystals, there are several here, even farms The barriers are all at the level of artifacts, and they are priceless."

Speaking of the farm, Ange tilted his head, pointed at the farm and asked, "You know it?"

"Of course I know that the eternal mirror enchantment cuts off a part of the main material plane and projects the mirror image here. Aren't you wondering why there is always sunshine, life, and change in the farm area? There is no such knot Realm, the Palace of Rest can't grow anything at all."

After finishing speaking, Negris sighed again: "This is an enchantment at the level of an artifact. The king actually used it to let you grow vegetables. What a loser. Seriously, any thing here will cause madness if it is taken out of the main material plane." Rob, even those sap soils that are all over the ground are the treasures of alchemists and pharmacists, if you sell a little, you can be richer than these guys."

Having said so much, Luther understood the "artifact-level enchantment", and said a little unconvinced: "These are all grown-ups, it's none of your business, you are as poor as us."

"Hehe, do you know what this is?" In the Palace of Rest, Negris's body is the Book of Brass. It opened and closed the pages a few times and said: "Book of Brass, the artifact that seals the gods, How much do you think this book is worth?"

Luthor was at a loss for words, thinking that the things that could seal the gods could seal the gods, even if the gods sealed inside were worthless, the books would definitely be valuable.

Lightning said lightly: "You belong to an adult too."

The lore, it was Negris' turn to vomit blood.

At this moment, An Ge suddenly sensed something, and immediately cut out his thoughts.

There was a sound of horseshoes in the distance, and a silver figure flapped its wings desperately and advanced at a high speed. Behind him, Gaillard was chasing after him on a unicorn. Every time the unicorn took a step, it exploded. A group of electric light made a clear and loud noise.

But with four legs, even if they run in the air, they can't catch up with the long wings, and the silver figure is flying farther and farther.

At this moment, a female magician suddenly appeared in front of the silver dragon, swiping a giant staff seven to eight meters long and wide across the door, sweeping across.

The silver dragon Yolanda's face turned pale with fright, his neck was raised high, and then he flapped his wings and retracted his abdomen violently, abruptly pulling himself up half his body, barely avoiding the female magician's staff.

But it was still rubbed to the skin, three or four of the scales were lifted off, and two of the scales were stunned, like nails that have been scooped off, it hurts to look at.

With a scream, Yolanda opened his mouth and sprayed out a mouthful of dragon's breath.

Before the dragon's breath reached her body, the female magician had already disappeared, and when she reappeared, she was already on top of Yolanda's head, and the giant staff was smashed down on Yolanda's back, almost hitting her back Go away.

Yolanda struggled and rolled over, trying to throw the female magician off, but suddenly felt a pain in her back, glanced sideways, and saw the female magician pushing the end of the staff on its back.

"Nim, Malamrubo, huh, huh, huh!" The mantra was as clear as stones, which spewed out from the female magician's mouth, making Yolanda dizzy.

"Feng!" At the end with a loud shout, Yolanda suddenly felt his world spinning. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stabilize his figure. While spinning, he also found out why the enemy's size was getting bigger and bigger?

This is not an illusion, because at the end, Yolanda is caught by the female magician with one hand.

"How did she get bigger? What kind of magic is this!?" Yolanda trembled, unbelievable and terrified, but it didn't have the slightest intention of admitting defeat, and opened its mouth to spray a breath of dragon towards the enemy's hand.

However, only a small flame spewed out, like a hiccup, and dissipated as soon as it came out of the mouth.

"It's not that she's getting bigger, it's that I'm being made smaller by her? How is that possible!" Yolanda roared incredulously in her heart.

Gaillard, who was chasing after him from a distance, could see it more clearly. She saw the female magician pressing her thick staff against the silver dragon's back, and then the staff erupted with a strong magical reaction, distorting the light in the entire space. up.

Then I saw the silver dragon shrinking and shrinking until it was caught by the female magician.

"That's also..." Gaillard didn't know what to say. It's not difficult to knock down a silver dragon, and Gaillard can do it too. This silver dragon is only a thousand years old, and the age of dragons starts from the egg Calculated, 500 years in the egg, 500 years after hatching, count as 1,000 years.

The silver dragon, which has only been hatched for five hundred years, is only as strong as it is. It is easy to knock it down, but it is difficult to seal it. The dragon's magic resistance is too high.

It can be seen from this that the strength of this female mage who is afraid of heights who claims to be a space magister.

Gaillard rode the unicorn to the side of the female magician. At this time, the female magician was teasing the silver dragon. The shrunken silver dragon was as big as a pet chameleon, which could be held with one hand and held with the other. Also go to tease it.

Gaillard asked curiously, "Aren't you afraid of heights when you fight?"

The female magician was shocked, as if she had been reminded by Gaillard, she subconsciously looked towards the ground. Almost instantly, she screamed, her legs were weak, she sat down on the staff, her legs were crossed, her hands were hugged, and her eyes were tightly closed: "Ahhh!!!"

Every time she screamed, even the person and the staff disappeared and reappeared, disappeared and reappeared, falling to the ground little by little, until the female magician stopped screaming, and lay on the ground in a big character with lingering fear: "Huh, I was scared to death."

"You are so afraid of heights, how did you learn to fly?" Gaillard came to her side and asked puzzled.

"I have a phantom pet. When flying, it turns out of the ground, making me think it's flying close to the ground. That's how I learned it." The female magician said.

"Then why don't you bring your pets with you now?" Gaillard asked.

The female magician smiled shyly: "My mental power is stronger now, and it can't affect me anymore."

Not only strong, but also a little perverted. Are all human magisters at this level?

The female magician struggled to lift her thick staff, and asked Gaillard on the ground: "Your Majesty, do you want me to give you a ride?"

"Okay." Gaillard thought for a while and nodded.

"Come closer." After Gaillard stood up, the position where the staff was stuck first expanded a phantom staff, then opened the second, stacked on top of the first, and then opened the fourth, One after another, the phantoms of a full six layers of magic circles were superimposed, and when they were ready, they were printed on the ground together in an instant.

The intense light flashed, engulfing Gaillard and the female magician all at once, and when the strong light faded away, the two of them disappeared without a trace.

After a while, a skeleton jumped up from the oasis, and quickly ran to the sand dunes in the distance. After some searching, it picked up two shiny silver scales on the sand.

In the Palace of Rest, two vats were filled with essence, and two giant dragon larvae, one yellow and one silver, gradually took shape. Negris looked at the silver larva, and said with evil humor: "One day Yolanda suddenly saw Will a young dragon with the same bloodline as myself go crazy?"

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