You can attack if you advance, and you can defend if you retreat.
Only when you are alive can you hope to complete the task.
Afterwards, he went to buy a map of the Beiye Mountains and began to formulate an action plan according to his current means.
After accepting the quest, the experience points have been locked.
He can't even do an increase.
If the prepared items are used up, the chances of completing the task in the future will be even smaller.
It is best to ensure that everything is safe, and it will succeed the first time!
……
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Chapter 32
In the endless towering mountains, a rickety figure slowly emerged.
He had some injuries on his body, and his face was full of exhaustion.
Glancing at the huge war fortress on top of one of the hills, he exhaled, and a smile appeared on his ugly face.
"Finally home!"
He quickened his pace and rushed towards the fortress.
Soon, he came to the gate of the fortress.
"Stop! Show proof!"
The two Rat Man warriors in blood-colored armor looked at him coldly.
"Yes, sir."
The Rat Man Assassin Collins bowed down, with a flattering smile on his ugly face, and handed him an emblem.
After checking, the Rat Man warrior nodded and let him go.
Collins took two steps into the city, turned his head and glanced at the warrior in the blood-colored armor, with a hint of envy in his eyes.
Blood Slaughter Army... that's great.
This time, I will report the news about the apprentice mage. I wonder if Lord Overseer will let me join the blood slaughter army?
A glimmer of anticipation flashed in Collins' eyes, and his pace was brisk as he ran towards the Blood Slaughterhouse in the center of the fort.
……
Blood Slaughter Hall, on the main seat of the main hall.
A tall rat man with swollen muscles and a ferocious aura, wearing a ferocious dark red armor, looked at Collins kneeling under the hall with cold eyes.
Collins shivered under that dignified and cold gaze.
After a moment of silence, Blood Butcher Maxwell's voice sounded like steel colliding.
"I heard that you want to see me and have something very important to tell me?"
"Yes! Yes, the noble Blood Slaughter Overseer!"
Collins' voice trembled a little.
Old Marvel could not see joy or sorrow, and said lightly:
"Tell me, if you can't satisfy me, you know the consequences."
Collins swallowed:
"It's like this, our adventure team ventured in the quiet valley west of the outpost fortress, but we encountered a small dimension door that opened, and we were drawn in..."
"Um?"
Old Marvel's body that was originally leaning on the back of the heavy chair slowly sat up straight, with even more momentum.
"Small dimension gate?"
"Yes...Yes, Lord Overseer!"
Seeing that Old Marvel was interested, Collins nodded excitedly.
"Yes, sir, a small dimension gate!"
Old Marvel narrowed his eyes:
"Where does it lead?"
"To the blue star, my lord! To the human world!"
A dark red light flashed in old Marvel's eyes.
His face froze, the incomparably rich smell of blood surged, and the viscous killing intent spurted out.
The violent killing intent made Collins, a mighty assassin with killing and death, feel cold, as if his soul was frozen.
He almost peed his pants!
Stretching with all your strength before holding back!
The killing intent and the smell of blood only appeared for a moment.
The next moment, as if it had never appeared, disappeared.
Old Marvel stared at the assassin who was a little scared out of his mind:
"go on."
Collins finally came to his senses, his face was pale, and he didn't care to wipe the cold sweat off his face.
"I... our adventure team appeared in a prairie of tin rats..."
He shivered and finished talking about his previous trip to Blue Star.
The more he spoke, the deeper the old Marvel's frown became.
After Collins finished his last sentence, old Marvel slowly spoke:
"You mean, that apprentice mage has powerful defensive ability and terrifying attacking ability. A trainee mage easily killed your four first-order high-level professionals? And it's still a very well-configured professional?"
"Yes... yes, sir!"
Collins recalled the previous scene, and a look of fear appeared on his face.
"All of us! All of our attacks can't break his defense. I have never seen a trainee mage with such a strong defense!"
Old Marvel stared at Collins for a while, then slowly leaned back into the chair.
His dark red eyes were deep.
The phantom of the battle armor condensed by the bones...
Such skills are usually undead mages. I don't know if they absorb damage or increase defense.
Deathbone armor? Or bone guards?
No...their attacks were able to break the defense before.
After that, the apprentice mage upgraded his level and changed his equipment, so he couldn't break the defense.
It is understandable, after all, after killing so many tin rats, I am afraid I have accumulated a lot of experience.
In this way, after changing the equipment, his magical attack has been greatly improved, and it has been fed back to the shield spell, which has greatly improved his defense ability.
It's the Deathbone Armor.
Deathbone Armor... That's a d+ rank skill.
The intelligence value required for the learning condition should be at least 300 points. Maybe more.
After all, Old Marvel is not a mage, so he can't give specific conditions, but he can still guess.
Before level 10, he had already learned this skill.
How can a trainee mage who has not yet reached level 10 have such a high intelligence?
How luxurious should his equipment be? !
A full set of C-level equipment below level 10? !
What are you kidding? !
No...it's unlikely.
Change your mind...
He should have learned by other means.
Coupled with the equipment on his body, it should be C-rank, and no matter how bad it is, he is still E+.
C-level equipment below level 10...to wear it everywhere?
Old Marvel frowned.
That apprentice mage is not simple, he may even be the descendant of some top human being!
But... the next moment, there was a trace of murderous intent in his dark red eyes.
He showed a sneer.
I don't know if killing him will make that top human being go crazy? .
Chapter 33
Thinking of this, Old Marvel narrowed his eyes and contacted the military's top officials through news.
He himself cannot go to human territory.
If you want to kill that apprentice mage, someone else has to do it for you.
After releasing the news, Old Marvel glanced at the assassin who was crawling on the ground, his face gradually softened:
"Your news is very valuable."
Hearing this, Collins revealed an expression of ecstasy:
"It's all for you!"
Old Marvel nodded and stood up.
The sturdy body is three meters high, like a little giant, giving people a huge pressure.
He walked to Collins in a few steps, bent down and lifted Collins with one hand.
It's like carrying a rag doll.
After straightening Collins, old Marvel patted him on the shoulder and said slowly:
"However, there is one thing left unresolved... Take me to that small dimension gate."
Collins bent down and nodded.
"Yes, Lord Overseer!"
Old Marvel took Collins out of the hall.
Outside the hall, the soldiers of the Blood Slaughter Army saw old Marvell and saluted him with a frenzied expression.
Collins, who was next to him, naturally received this treatment.
Feeling this enthusiasm and respect that he had never felt before, Collins' face was flushed, and his heart was up and down.
My heart is even a little fluttering.
This is the taste of power and power...
It would be great if I could have it too!