The environment where the flame banshee vines grow is too harsh for humans. Downton can only stay there for half a day with a physical fitness that is ten times better than that of a magician of the same level, and he will die any longer. But Torres is different.
You can always live here.
Torres' talent is the Flame Serpent, which allows him to learn fire magic with twice the result with half the effort. In addition, he has a good instructor at the dragon-slaying level who taught him the Nine Snakes magic, so for him, the lava secret realm is his home field.
When the adventurers in the Western Land were almost going crazy due to the high temperature, Torres was like a wild horse running wild, galloping freely in the secret realm.
After the magic user is promoted to the Judgment level, his talent will evolve for the first time, and he will also receive the gift of God and have the right to recruit a magic servant.
Torres's demon servant is also a fire-type monster, and has a very keen sense of the fire element. When exploring the volcano cave, he felt the strong roar of the flame spirit, so he found an excuse to leave the team and came to the Banshee Vine alone.
Habitat.
"Dupont, I know that although you are smiling, you look down on me from the bottom of your heart. Just wait and see, when I get the Flame Banshee, I will definitely challenge you head-on."
After Torres used the soul stone to extract the soul remains of the monster's corpse, he looked at the Banshee Fruit, which was as red as fire, with an expression of determination to win it.
"Defeat Dupont, and then propose to Di Lanxue!" Torres clenched his fist, but then the expression on his face collapsed. Lion Girl was too cold, refusing to melt like an iceberg, and after entering the secret realm, she
I left alone, not knowing where I went.
Di Lanxue has been traveling alone, looking for the tombs of Rose of the Devil's Palace and Saint Miracle. Dupont and Torres only met halfway. They insisted on licking their faces to join the team, not to mention Lion Girl's unparalleled beauty.
, her identity alone is enough to make any man salivate.
"In six days, the banshee fruit will be ripe!"
As a fire magician, how could Torres not know about the Fire Banshee, which was ranked 32nd on the list of magical potions. After confirming the flowering period again, he closed his eyes and began to meditate. In order to climb up and become a marshal,
You have to work hard every moment.
Dragon-slaying level? That is not the goal of geniuses like Torres, nor is it their limit.
After Downton and Thiessen were nearly a kilometer away from the center of the earth, they sat down with relief, and then there was a long silence.
"What are you going to do?"
After waiting for an hour, he saw that Downton was still planning to sit down. Thiessen couldn't stand it anymore.
Downton didn't answer.
"Let's be open-minded. If I were to meet this kind of opponent, I would be in despair." Thiessen sat next to Downton and comforted him, "He has overwhelming strength and there is no solution at all!"
"It shouldn't be yours, and you can't get it if you force it." After Tyson said this, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. In the past few days of getting along with him, Downton had treated him well. So he didn't want to see this young man being raped.
The fire banshee's song kills.
Downton ignored Thiessen, pulled out a map, and checked the nearby terrain.
"Let's go, let me take you to find iron ore. If you can bring them back to the West, you can sell them for a lot of money."
Among the major planes, the race recognized as the best at forging is the dwarves. But when the Krupp giants came out of the dust of history, the dwarves also had to feel ashamed.
Krupp Military Industry is synonymous with the most perfect weapons. The weapons produced by this giant were once known as the most reliable, most artistic, and most durable, and were once spread across the entire continent.
In the eyes of the Krupp giants, forging is not work, but an entertainment activity similar to hunting and horse racing that the nobles like. When they see the forged items taking shape, they will feel happy from the bottom of their hearts.
Thyssen is not kidding. Krupp's blood contains magnetism, so he is born sensitive to magnetic fields. The magnetism emitted by metal veins is particularly special and huge, because every Krupp is a natural ore prospecting expert.
Why Downton found a lot of metal jewelry in Thyssen's backpack is because of this reason, Krupp never worries about mineral veins.
"Are you willing to tell me the location of the mine now?" Downton already knew everything about this giant through the cheap god's popular science.
"You are a friend!" Thiessen said concisely.
"Aren't there more than a dozen mineral veins marked on the map?" Downton joked.
"Those are all belongings that have owners. Some of them belong to the Storm Dragons, and some of them belong to other tribes. If you want to die, just dig them up!"
Thiessen was angry, he found that Downton was very stubborn.
"The Krupp giants value mineral veins more than their lives. Don't ask for trouble." The Cheap God suddenly reminded her. She was actually very curious about how Downton got the Flame Banshee. Torres was an insurmountable obstacle.
Mountain.
"gone!"
Downton stood up and patted the volcanic ash on his shorts.
"Have you figured it out?" Thyssen was delighted.
"Hey, what can I think about? When faced with difficulties, just find a solution. If I escape this time, what if I run into trouble next time? Keep running away?" Downton looked at Thiessen.
"Human beings have inertia. Once you do it for the first time, you can't control it anymore."
"But you will die!"
Thiessen admitted that Downton was right, but he had no chance of winning.
"If I give up the Flame Banshee, it will become a stain on my life." Downton smiled, "I would rather die than live like a coward."
"cool!"
The cheap god blew a whistle. Never admit defeat, never be discouraged, and always struggle. This is the mentality of a strong man. If you are timid before fighting, then Downton's future achievements are destined to be low.
Thiessen was silent and looked at Downton dumbfounded. As a young man, he has been living in a tribe. His knowledge and vision are too small. He has not yet formed his own worldview when it comes to the world. He follows what the adults tell him.
He had to do it, but today, Downton's words shocked him, as if a door had been knocked open in his eyes.
"It's Torres who should be worried, because a fox who wants to eat grapes is targeting him!" Downton joked, "I am hiding and he is hiding, which in itself is an advantage."
"Hmm, what else is there?" Thiessen accepted the lesson humbly.
"The current situation is that he is waiting in the center of the earth, so his trump cards will always be the same, lacking changes, and I can keep wandering around to collect the chips in my hand for the sake of the plan."
Downton led the way.
"But the king in their hands is more powerful than you." Thiessen retorted, "The gap is too big."
"Then find a way to narrow the gap. The power of wisdom is infinite." Downton shrugged, "There is another question, why do I have to deal with his king? If I can't defeat him, why don't I just avoid it?
"
"How do you get around it?" Thyssen asked.
Downton smiled and changed the subject, "I've told you so much, shouldn't you pay some tuition?"
Thiessen was stunned, but looking at Downton's confident smile, he suddenly felt that this boy about his own age might really succeed.
"Homer is really lucky this time. He actually found such an outstanding master." Listening to Downton's words, the Cheap God was deeply moved. Maybe if he continues like this, he can also start a new life with his help.
Light the divine fire.
"What are we doing? You've been hanging around here all day."
Thiessen didn't understand what Downton was doing. Could it be that Torres would die after orbiting the center of the earth for a few days?
"What would you do if I asked you to help?" During the break between Downton and Thiessen's conversation, he did not forget to ask for information from the Cheap God, including the flowering period of the Banshee. He asked in extremely detail, even to confirm the specific details.
When it matured, it once again sneaked back to the center of the earth, allowing the God of Cheap to observe it with his own eyes.
The Cheap God knew what was at stake and woke Homer up. After all, its knowledge reserve was still inferior to that of the Encyclopedia.
"You only have five days, it will mature on the evening of the fifth day!"
After getting Homer's answer, Downton finished his preparations and left Thiessen behind, riding a Sherman War Bear to the outpost alone.
During the time that Downton left, three more outposts were built. The gradual improvement and safety of supply routes allowed more supplies to be transported in.
One evening, the dusty Downton returned to the base. Without taking any rest, he headed straight to the tavern in the trade area.
"Bring a bottle of fine wine, and whatever other delicacies you have, bring them all up."
Downton sat at the table in the corner. Dozens of eyes kept staring at him and never left. There was no way. The secret realm was too dangerous. Everyone was in groups. A lone traveler like Downton was either a lunatic or a rookie.
.
"Quite young!"
"But looking at the way he orders the food, it seems that his wallet is very full!"
"Perhaps it was a stroke of good luck?"
The adventurers whispered, and various malicious targets crossed Downton's body, almost even peeling off his skin.
"Okay, now let's wait for the prey to take the bait!"
Downton wanted to catch a big fish. He observed the tables and could basically tell whether an adventurer was a noble from the food and equipment.
After sitting for two full hours, drinking half a bottle of wine, and even taking a nap, Downton still didn't find his prey. The adventurers were too cautious and didn't cause trouble for him.
"Did you come too early?" Downton frowned, "At this time, which base has the most nobles and the strongest strength?"
As the night approaches, the danger in the secret realm increases, so more and more adventure groups return to the base, and those wealthy nobles are used to the nightlife, so they go into the tavern for entertainment.
Downton dominated a table and was very young, so he naturally became the center of attention.
"Lord Placido, be careful!" Liszt, with a smile on his face and like a loyal slave, scolded several dirty adventurers to get out, and let Embill and his party walk into the tavern.
"Huh? The youngest son of the Duke of the West?" Hearing the last name spoken by Lister, Downton was stunned for a moment, and then began to measure Embill's use value.
"Downton?" Liszt stepped into the tavern and saw the highly anticipated Downton at a glance. (To be continued...)