Chapter Thirteen: The Battle(2/2)
What's new.
For the sake of profit, no one can guarantee whether your so-called friend will stab you in the back in the next second. There are no permanent friends, only permanent interests. This is absolutely obvious in Wuling Continent.
"The mercenary bar is where you hang out?"
When Luo Lan and Yin Lang were about to start a battle, a drunkard appeared in the hall. He was wearing a simple green shirt and a snow-white beard. The wine gourd in his hand shook twice from time to time. He was dizzy and confused, and he was seven points.
Drunk, but also half sober.
"Looking at the atmosphere in the bar, the old man was stunned for a moment, raised his beard, and said vaguely: "Wolf bastard and Xiao Luo crazy, haha, look at my old man here, do you want to show me swordsmanship or wrestling?"
Silver Wolf's face changed when he saw the drunkard. There are two celebrities in Demon Flame City. One is Luo Tian, who is known as a trash. The other is the drunkard in front of him. The drunkard does not belong to any snobbish family in Demon Flame City, but he is in Demon Flame City.
Have the greatest influence.
A drunkard with a second-level martial spirit. In addition to his strong combat power, he also has a profession that is respected by all mercenaries. Even the Lord of Demon Flame City will treat him politely when meeting him.
In Wuling Continent, in addition to warriors, there are several rare professions that are highly respected and sought after, such as alchemists who improve their strength, magicians who are mysterious and unpredictable, and spiritual masters who are phoenix-feathered and water chestnut-shaped.
If you want to engage in these three professions, the first requirement is the same, that is, you need to have a strong soul sense. An alchemist must rely on excellent soul perception to develop super weapons.
An alchemist relies on his powerful soul to control the flames and ingredients of medicinal materials to refine elixirs and make them popular among the public.
A spiritual master, this heaven-defying profession requires a strong soul power. In addition to being able to engage in any of the two previous professions, it also has a special skill that is the formation of talisman spirits.
Whether it's a spiritual elixir or a spiritual weapon, as long as it can be matched with the spirit, it will definitely make many powerful people in the mainland delay their lives.
Spiritual elixir, different levels can enhance different combat power. Whether it is the promotion of a warrior or the improvement of combat power, the spiritual elixir is the most direct and the most coveted item.
Spiritual weapons are weapons used to preserve life and defend. Super spiritual weapons can increase a martial artist's combat power by one level, a martial spirit by two levels, and a martial king by three levels. The higher the level, the better the effect. Of course.
, there is also a peak for improvement.
Drunkards are respected by everyone, and their identity as alchemists plays a large role. Warlock practitioners are not as popular as alchemists, and they are not as powerful as spiritual masters. However, in this small Demon Flame City, they are enough to be respected by these mercenaries.
"A drunkard comes here to see you, senior. How could we lie in front of you?"
Silver Wolf looked at the drunkard with a very humble look on his face. The greed and possessiveness in his eyes were concealed. With a flattering look on his face, he even planned to buy the drunkard a drink and intended to hand over the situation.
Luo Lan looked at Yin Lang's little tricks with disdain, and saluted the drunkard: "Senior, excuse me." After saying that, he left with the Luo Lan mercenary group and walked to the door, but heard Yin Lang
He said gloomily: "There are many monsters in the Monster Forest. Don't be eaten by wolves."
Luo Lan snorted, "There are many wolves in the World of Warcraft Forest, but it's a pity that the 'wolves' are destined to be killed on the hills to make fertilizer for the trees."
Luo Lan passed by the door of the mercenary bar and glanced at the figure wearing a hat sitting at the back of the bar. It felt so familiar. How could it be him, his ethereal nephew? He hated appearing in crowded places.
Thinking of her nephew, Luo Lan sighed, "I don't know if he's awake yet, but thinking of this, I hastened to leave."
Chapter completed!