For example, lightning elements and wood elements are variant elements, and the most special status among these elements is the sacred element representing light and the dark element representing darkness. Sacred elements mainly heal. Basically, most magic has healing or The role of appeasement, while the main killing of dark elements is generally more bloodthirsty and brutal. These two elements are natural enemies. Unlike the four basic elements, they restrict each other, but if there is a difference in strength, they can live in peace. Once you have the sacred element Meeting people with dark elements is definitely an endless situation. "
Ling Fei's face remained calm, but he suddenly thought of those goblins and tauren who had lost their minds, and thought of the violent and bloodthirsty elements in himself. Could it be the dark elements in the legend, subconsciously Yes, Ling Fei took two steps back and became cautious.
"Master Kai, are you alright?" the warrior standing in front of the young man asked cautiously.
The boy behind him was suddenly blocked by the martial artist, but he did not receive a direct attack, but just the aftermath made his fair face even paler. He stared blankly at the stall owner in front of him, his eyes filled with horror, From his point of view, the other party was like a ferocious beast, which made him dare not make any unnecessary movements. This kind of oppressive power was never brought to him by even the most powerful elder in the family.
The boy came back to his senses when he heard the warrior's question, and he forced a smile:
"I'm fine, thanks Uncle Gus."
People like to watch the excitement. This block was originally a place where there were not many people. Suddenly there was loud shouting and drinking, and then a strange man using white magic appeared inexplicably, which immediately attracted the attention of the troublemakers.
Interested people also began to squeeze forward, hoping to find a good seat and watch a good show. For them, every rally dispute in Popo City is a free performance, and this time is no exception. , Mo Ni's bodyguards also quietly appeared behind the eldest lady, always vigilant about the surrounding situation.
Before the majesty was shown, he was forcibly suppressed. When the young man named Kai looked at the ugly stall owner, anger flashed in his eyes, but it was more of fear. He restrained his arrogance just now. He looked stunned, cupped his hands, and was about to speak, but the stall owner stopped him with his hand, and looked at the magician with interest.
The lazy stall owner let out a small sigh, then set his eyes on the magician behind him and said lightly:
"Soul Requiem Song, that's right. I've gotten started. It's been hundreds of years since I've seen a boy from the sacred department who can use Soul Requiem Song. Whose disciple are you?"
As soon as the ugly man opened his mouth, everyone was shocked, not only the people around him, but also the expressions of the warrior and the magician who had been dealing with it indifferently all changed several times.
The meaning of this sentence is obvious. This is a pervert who looks middle-aged, but is actually an old monster. Everyone can hear it, and the senior warrior thinks deeper, but a look of coercion is enough. To make someone who has already entered the middle stage of the senior rank tremble, he has clearly told him that this person is definitely not a saint or even a person with a higher level of martial arts. With his ability, at most it is just a pretentious warm-up exercise for people.
But the most shocking thing is the man who is the sacred elemental magician. He is not the boy's bodyguard, but his master who received the invitation of the family patriarch to come and see the rare Explosive Dragon scales together, but due to The master is refining a magic tool recently, and the critical time has come, so let him attend on his behalf.
He heard from his master that magicians were very rare in the Rhea continent, and there were very few magicians who could become extremely powerful. Except for the second apostle who had the power of a great lord, his master had only seen Five magisters who have reached the level of a lord, and his master is one of them.
With all this fussing, the magician naturally didn't dare to put on an indifferent look. He took a step forward respectfully and replied seriously:
"Back to the seniors, I am a student of Magister Russell. My name is Mislin. I don't know who the seniors are?"
When the stall owner heard Russell's name, he nodded thoughtfully, then sat down cross-legged suddenly, touched his chin subconsciously with one hand, and muttered:
"It turned out to be the student of that kid Russell. It seems that his strength has reached the level of a half-step magister. Oh, annoying. It seems that I have to find some disciples and grandchildren quickly."
Michelin listened to the stall owner's whispered chatter~www.mtlnovel.com~The veins on his forehead were bulging, and the teacher he respected was called a kid. He was a hundred times unhappy, but people said casually Not even his own cultivation, and he didn't seem to have any respect for the magister at all, which made him feel a little uneasy. This person is too unpredictable, so he naturally didn't dare to attack, so he could only stay respectfully. One side, not talking.
The onlookers also had sensitive ears. When they heard what the stall owner said, this seemingly weak man turned out to be a half-step magister, and there was an uproar.
"Did you hear, it turned out to be a half-step magister, this is a legendary master!"
A person whispered to the friend beside him, his face was full of excitement.
His friend asked a little blankly: "Magician, how powerful is that?"
"Idiot, you already know martial arts, don't you know that magic is actually more noble, magister, it's about the same as a strong man in the sanctuary in martial arts." The man patiently explained.
Until then, his friend showed a surprised expression on his face, and murmured:
"Sanctuary powerhouse, oh my god, I don't think I will be able to practice his realm in this life."
The man also sighed: "Yeah, don't talk about the strong in the Sanctuary, even the Venerable, in our eyes is also a tall existence, let alone the Sanctuary."
Immediately, he seemed to have thought of something and added: "But the stall owner also said that he is only a half-step magister, which means he hasn't actually reached the sanctuary yet."
Being treated like an exhibit, surrounded by people pointing and pointing, is not a scene that several masters who are usually worshiped by people can understand, especially the blond boy, his face was flushed with anger, and his fists were clenched. Tightly, as if it might explode at any time.