Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Comics -> Online Games of Changyou

Chapter 1113 Refusing the Mission

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    "Have you seen Tanggula III?" asked the Twelfth Saint.

    "I see." Dongfang Herring said.

    "How is he?" The Twelfth Saint looked calm, but his tone was trembling imperceptibly.

    "Very bad!" Dongfang Herring briefly introduced the situation of the Elf King using neutral words as much as possible.

    The twelfth saint was silent, the aura on his body fluctuated, the iron chains on his ankles emitted bursts of light, and the runes appeared, and it took a long time to dissipate and restore calm.  universe.

    "What did Tanggula III tell you?"

    "He said a lot, but I think the senior needs only one sentence." Dongfang Herring said in a low tone, "The Elf King said: Humans and elves are both peace-loving races, and they should face all difficulties hand in hand.  road."

    "Okay, Tanggula III is still the previous Tanggula III." The twelfth saint shot admiring eyes, but his expression was a little ashamed: "Can you understand the elf king's painstaking efforts?"

    "Yes!" Dongfang Herring said without hesitation.

    "Unfortunately, you are a necromancer." The Twelfth Saint sighed softly.

    Dongfang Herring almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood. The elf king doesn't care about the grievances between races, but you still care about the type of occupation. Are the saints of the human race so much worse than the elves?  Could it be that there are too many, good and bad?

    "My task, you have completed it very well, I am very satisfied, now I will reward you, I don't know what you want, I will give you 4, let you choose." The twelfth saint said.

    Dongfang Herring stopped slandering immediately, and looked eagerly at the Twelfth Saint.

    "First, a treasure, second, increase the level by 5 levels, third, the skill Flying Immortal, and fourth, the skill pseudo-forbidden spell." The twelfth saint said.

    "Can I choose all four?" Dongfang Herring stopped breathing when he heard the fake forbidden spell.

    "No." The Twelfth Saint shook his head resolutely, without any room for flexibility.

    The treasure is the magic staff, the staff of lightning strikes.  It is made of locust wood that has been struck by lightning, and it is scorched black and ugly, but the aura it emits is the most powerful among the magic wands Dongfang Herring has ever seen.

    Lightning staff: treasure, magic power +150% (thunder spell +150%), casting time +150% (thunder spell +150%), magic range +150% (thunder spell +150%),  Saving mana +80% (thunder spell +100%), mana recovery +5%, cooldown reduction +80%.  Durability 120/120, level limit: 80-90.  Occupation restrictions: magician.

    Compared with the Spirit Demon Bone Staff, it is almost twice as powerful.  If Dongfang Herring's level is raised to another level, the spirit magic bone staff will be retired, and the lightning strike staff can be said to be very practical.

    The second option is to increase the level by 5 levels.  At least half a year can be saved.  In half a year, how far the strength can be stretched, I can't even think about it.

    Especially after level 80, it would be extremely heavy to increase by 5 levels.  Dongfang Herring struggled for a long time before focusing on the third option.

    Flying Immortal Outside the Sky: Sacrifice 50% of the defense and 50% of the speed, send out a sword of the flying immortal, increase the attack by 500%, and ignore the target's defense.  Attack distance +100 meters, cooling time: 24 hours.  Occupation restrictions: Warrior.  Level limit: above level 80.  (Remarks: Flying Immortal Outside Heaven is the third holy man's famous stunt.)

    5 times the attack, and ignores the defense, so powerful that it is a mess, and it is also the famous secret of the third saint, with a terrifying background.  Dongfang Herring took a deep breath and resolutely gave up.  Only a soldier can learn it, and he can't learn it even if he gets it.

    Blood Siphon: Pseudo-Forbidden Curse, releases a power close to the Forbidden Curse at the cost of death, attack damage +300000, lasts for 3 seconds, covers a radius of 500 meters, and cools down for 30 days.  Mana consumption: 50000.

    "Is there a forbidden spell?" Dongfang Herring looked at the Twelfth Saint expectantly.

    "Yes." The twelfth sage said, not waiting for Dongfang Herring to get excited, and said again: "Your contribution is not enough to exchange for the forbidden spell, unless you agree to my next request."

    "What request?" Dongfang Herring asked eagerly.

    "Promote the cooperation between humans and elves," said the twelfth saint.

    "I choose the false forbidden curse." Dongfang Herring said immediately.

    "Okay, here is your reward." The Twelfth Saint waved his right hand, and a ray of light shot into his body at a speed that Dongfang Herring couldn't react at all.  a new skill.

    "If your request is not fulfilled, will there be any punishment?" The so-called peace of mind, Dongfang Herring caught the fake forbidden spell in his hand and asked the question in his heart.

    "Level down20 levels.  " said the twelfth saint.

    "Are the saints of our human race so cruel to their own people?" Dongfang Herring asked.

    "Strict teachers produce high-quality apprentices. The strength of human beings is forced out. This has been the case since ancient times. A comfortable life is not suitable for human beings." The twelfth saint said.

    "Will I be able to get the forbidden spell after completing the task?" Dongfang Herring felt that the question should be asked clearly, so as not to be tricked.  This time Zhang Si

    "That's right." The Twelfth Saint said seriously.

    "Can you tell me what the forbidden spell is?" Dongfang Herring asked.

    "No." The Twelfth Saint shook his head.

    "Is there only forbidden spells? I heard that there are also super forbidden spells." Dongfang Herring stared carefully at the expression of the twelfth saint, expecting to see something else.

    "Only forbidden spells, super forbidden spells have nothing to do with you, your strength is too low." The twelfth saint said.

    "Level 80 is still low? When will I be able to access the super forbidden spell?" Dongfang Qingyu was a little dissatisfied. I am the first person in the game, but thinking of the strength of the twelfth saint, the elf king and others, he also knows that the tenth  The Second Saint definitely didn't mean to look down on him when he said this, he was standing too high.

    "At least level 100." The Twelfth Saint hesitated and said.

    "The last question, is there a time limit for your task, and how long does it take to complete?" Dongfang Herring asked.  &#24378&#29306&#32&#32&#35835&#29306

    "After accepting the task, you must complete the task within half a year, otherwise you will be punished." The Twelfth Saint said seriously.

    "I am very happy to see the saint again. However, the happy days always pass too fast, and it is time for us to part. The saint does not need to send me off. I am leaving." Dongfang Herring waved his sleeves and shook  A few wisps of dust flew.

    The twelfth sage had a dull expression, sitting motionless on the bed, and had no intention of giving it away at all.  make big make owl

    Night is not quiet.  Players are always eager to hunt and kill master giants. There are players who are not afraid of death every night, and tonight is no exception.

    ¡ª¡ªThe content comes from [Migu Reading]

    (Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report