Torres roared, and the flame snake felt the anger of its master, spitting out flaming bombs and bombarding everything around it.
Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!
Torres waved his staff randomly and beat the air, completely losing his mind. He couldn't help but get angry. After getting the Flame Banshee, his meditation efficiency increased by at least five times, which meant that in the same period of time, he could advance to a higher level.
But now it's all over.
"No, Torres, calm down quickly. Maybe the other party hasn't gone far yet and you still have a chance to find him." Torres bit his wrist and tore off a piece of flesh. He chewed it a few times and swallowed it.
In the stomach, use pain to stimulate the brain to calm down.
Downton staggered and ran in the cave. The Flame Banshee mark on his eyebrows emitted orange-red light, illuminating the dark environment and preventing him from falling.
Phew! Phew!
As Downton breathed, streams of breath mixed with red spurted out, just like the breath of a giant dragon. The high heat they contained made the air boil.
Just like the meridians on a leaf, starting from the banshee mark, orange-red cracks appeared one after another and began to spread downward, soon covering Downton's body.
The blood flowed out, but soon evaporated, so Downton seemed to be wrapped in red steam. He raised his right hand, and the divine wind came to heal the injured body.
"Torres may be chasing him, but he can't join Thyssen. He must first find a place to hide and completely eliminate the Flame Banshee."
Although he had agreed on a meeting place with Thiessen, Downton could not believe him. Fortunately, he had chosen the place in advance.
After struggling, Downton finally insisted on running into the cave. After falling in, he could no longer get up.
For thousands of years, the Flame Banshee has accumulated vast fire element energy, and now it is beginning to pour into the soul tree.
Gaba! Gaba!
The soul tree with its roots in the void was frantically absorbing elemental energy. At this time, its entire body turned orange, even ignited and burning. Black ashes continued to fall, but soon there were new branches and leaves.
The bark grows.
This is burning purification. The pure fire element will remove impurities, making the soul tree more developed and lush, and its carrying capacity and absorption of magic energy will be greater. However, if Downton cannot hold on, he will be burned continuously.
Not a single scum is left.
Homer and the Cheap God couldn't help and could only watch quietly, because this was Downton's battle, and their will and body would be reborn in this kind of training.
Downton was wrapped in flames. It was as if he had been thrown into a furnace. His body was like a sword embryo, being forged and evolving.
The skin was burnt, curled, shriveled, turned black, and then turned into ashes, completely turning into ashes. Downton's whole body was twitching unconsciously. In order to pass out without pain, he clung to a little bit of concentration and gritted his teeth to hold on.
.
The flesh is burning! The bones are burning! The blood is burning! The soul is burning!
This is forging, this is strengthening, this is the endless smelting of spirit and flesh. In this process, the flame banshee appeared between her eyebrows, her hair flying. She became more closely integrated with Downton.
Downton was all red, like an iron ingot just taken out of the furnace, radiating light and dazzling red!
As time goes by, the integration gradually ends!
The soul tree was suspended in Downton's mind. In addition to the holy white color, there was also a hint of orange between the textures. It was even taller, twenty-six meters tall, with branches growing horizontally, and there seemed to be sparks between the lights and flashes.
Floating like fireflies.
"His soul tree is actually breathing?"
The Cheap God was shocked. The soul tree turned on and off, just like breathing, and was actually throughputting magic energy autonomously. Moreover, it knew that as the soul tree continued to grow stronger, the throughput would increase.
"It is worthy of being the 32nd-ranked treasure on the magic potion list, worthy of the word 'priceless'!"
Homer sighed, the stronger Downton is, the happier it will be.
"But he's so ugly, haha!"
The Cheap God laughed, because Downton's whole body was dark and smelled like burnt food. His head was even bald, and all his black hair was gone.
"It's dark history to record a memorial!" Homer joked, not only was it worried, because after a while, Downton would be intact as before.
Thousands of years of elemental energy from the Flame Banshee not only strengthened the soul tree, but also forged his body. Downton's physical strength at this time was at least fifteen times that of a magician of the same level. Of course, these are just drizzle. In the end,
The precious gain was that his meditation efficiency soared.
Homer estimated that Downton's current magic affinity was almost the same as that of Death Banshee Celes. If he continued to practice at his current speed, Downton would probably be promoted to the dragon-slaying level before he was twenty-five years old.
Half a day later, Downton woke up. He did not feel tired at all, but felt that his body was full of inexhaustible power.
"Haha, I succeeded!"
Downton punched the cave wall. Realizing that he had been promoted to the fifth level of war, he became more and more excited. He couldn't help but let out a loud roar, and then ran wildly to the meeting point.
"How did you become such a ghost?"
When he saw Downton, Thiessen almost didn't recognize him.
"It will be fine in a few days." Downton laughed, "By the way, why didn't you go back to the tribe?"
"Did you catch the Flame Banshee?" Thiessen grabbed Downton's shoulders, looking forward to the answer. He had seen with his own eyes how strong Torres was, and he didn't believe that Downton could snatch food from the tiger's mouth.
"What do you think?" Downton wiped his brows with the back of his hand.
"I really got it, it's incredible!" Thiessen's eyes were suddenly attracted by the banshee brand. It was an orange-red rune pattern. Although it was abstract, it could also be seen that it was the outline of a banshee.
"Quickly, summon the banshee and let me take a look."
Downton blinked, the brand flickered, and the banshee appeared, flapped her wings, flew around the master a few times, then sat on his head, then blinked her big ruby-red eyes and looked at him.
Thyssen.
"so cute!"
Thiessen reached out to touch the banshee, but she bit him on his index finger.
"Downton, let me say, if, if I didn't show up to cause chaos and let you escape, what were you going to do?" Thiessen asked. He felt that his existence was the key to the success of Downton's plan. So he wanted to use this
Want the map back.
"Haha, what do you think?" Downton asked, then snapped his fingers.
"Of course it's a failure!" As soon as Thiessen finished speaking, he was horrified and looked towards the cave next to him. A ghoul wrapped in white bandages and leather armor quietly walked out.
"Arrogant. Do you think the master will completely believe you?" Jackson snorted coldly and spat.
"Undead?" Thiessen was about to take action, but then he was stared at by the ghoul as if he were looking at an idiot. He felt more and more ashamed.
"It is my demon servant. I had already released it before I went to the outpost. If you don't show up, it will assume your mission."
Downton smiled and shook his finger. "Please forgive me for hiding it. Although I regard you as a friend, you don't seem to think so."
"From today on, you are my real friend, Thiessen!" Thiessen punched Downton in the chest hard. He was completely convinced now. What does it mean to have a perfect plan? This is, he is very glad that he did not do any harm.
This kid's behavior, otherwise he would have turned into a cold corpse.
"What nonsense are you talking about? The moment you showed up to lure away the scouts, I already regarded you as a friend!" Downton took out the map and gave it to Thiessen. "Take it back, don't worry, I will treat you as a Templar."
My honor guarantees that absolutely no one can get your tribal position from my mouth."
"I trust you!"
Thiessen took back the map and breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't believe Downton had time to make a copy of such a complicated map and write it all down.
Downton shrugged his shoulders. With Homer's power, let alone holographic reproduction, people can remember it all at just one glance.
"Okay, what are you going to do now?" Downton clapped his hands, took out the beer can and took a sip, then handed it to Thiessen.
"Come and be a guest in my tribe!" Thiessen took a sip and invited Downton.
"Hey, are you planning to let me escort you back to the tribe?" Downton teased, "There are so many adventurers on the road. It's too dangerous for you to go alone. If you have my cover, you can definitely reduce the chance of being discovered."
"I'm sorry!" Thiessen scratched his hair in embarrassment. Downton was really too smart to deceive him.
"Let's go!" Downton led the way.
"You agree?" Thiessen was overjoyed and chased after him, "Where's the honey? Give me some more. I haven't eaten in more than a day and I'm so hungry."
"Can you leave some for me?" Downton smiled. It was already planned to go to the Giant Tribe. He didn't believe that the tribe would not have any local specialties. By then, a teleportation array would be established and they could be transported from the royal capital.
A large amount of materials are traded.
One day later, the two people left the volcanic cave and stepped on the surface. Because of the Flame Banshee, Downton didn't feel so uncomfortable with the high temperature.
"Since you are a local, you should know where herbs grow, right?" Downton was worth a lot of money, so he didn't want junk herbs and only picked rare ones.
"certainly!"
Thiessen reciprocated the love and wanted to do his best to repay Downton, but he had no choice but to fall in love with Sherman's fighting bear in Downton, and he insisted on pursuing one.
Downton was very generous and gave him one, so in exchange, Thyssen went all over the mountains and fields to find the potion for him.
"Haha, another one. It should be worth one or twenty thousand, right?" Thiessen grabbed the potion and jumped off the hilltop. "When we return to the tribe, I will give you the armor forged by my father. You will not suffer any loss."
Thiessen also understood that War Bears were valuable, so Downton's generosity made him even more grateful.
"I'm not asking for money!" Downton rolled his eyes, "The wine you drank costs tens of thousands of gold coins!"
"Hey, I know!" Thiessen scratched his hair, feeling very embarrassed. As a tribal boy, he is actually very simple and upright. If you treat him well, he will treat you better. This is why Downton wins over him. (
To be continued...)
ps: Downton’s killing journey is about to begin, counterattack!
