"Go to hell!" Robinson quickly backed away and leaned against the wall to avoid the charging unicorn. At the same time, he waved his staff and cast another spell.
But the next second, a sharp death wail came and penetrated his eardrums.
Robinson's heart shrank suddenly, almost stopping, and then he felt as if he had been hit on the head with a mace. He became dizzy and the scenery in front of him became a double image.
The fighting instinct took effect at this moment, all five soul shields popped up, and even the defensive ring he carried was infused with magic energy, activating the shield.
In an instant, Robinson was surrounded by a dense magic shield.
boom!
The giant's seal hit a shield and was directly shattered. As Downton's level increased, the attack power of the giant's martial arts also increased.
Celes was also furious with her magic. She aimed her staff at Robinson and fired her best phosphorus rocket.
"There are also accessories!" Downton shouted, and the ring seized from Tony shot out lightning of the first level of war in return for the enemy.
The young businessman's shield was crumbling, and the three soul shields collapsed, making him tremble with fear.
Celes slowed down for a moment, and the unicorn had already dragged two people past Robinson, widening the distance so that she could not attack.
Robinson endured his headache, waved his staff, and shot a fireball. Unfortunately, it hit Celes's shield and didn't even cause a splash.
Downton saw that Robinson's shield had not disappeared, so he decisively gave up the sneak attack using Star Shift.
"Next time, I will definitely kill you!" Robinson cursed at Downton's back, then took a deep look at the Death Banshee, quickly climbed over the wall, and jumped into the courtyard.
The eight abominations were already chasing him. Even if Robinson succeeded in shooting Downton, he would not be able to escape the pursuit of the Stitch Monster. That monster was a super human shield.
Although he was unwilling to do so, Robinson could only end up in despair.
"That guy is very powerful." Seeing the young businessman retreat away from the hateful sight, Homer praised him, "He is definitely a formidable enemy. You must be careful."
"He is a famous person in Morning Mist Town. He is less than twenty years old and has made hundreds of thousands of dollars on his own. Could he be a fool?" Downton has never underestimated Robinson. If he wasn't doing it to make money,
If you concentrate on your practice, your rank will probably rise higher.
A person like Liszt was born well and used a lot of resources to build his rank. His talent is more than one level behind Robinson.
"You have to quickly solve the troubles of the Dagger Mine and Liszt. Take the time to raise your rank." After meeting Robinson, Homer was unsure about the ownership of the dungeon.
"I won't lose to him." Downton tightened his grip on the reins. He knew that there was no room for compromise between him and Robinson. There would be a battle, and the loser would definitely lose his life.
With the help of the unicorn, Downton finally escaped the pursuit of the abomination and entered the hiding place. Because he felt sorry for the magic stone, he did not use the teleportation array to transfer again.
"Go to the Great Library!" The grimoire shot out a beam of light and expanded into a Gothic-style light door.
Downton and Celes stepped in and appeared in the white hall built with the Heavenly Star Stone. Stone stairs extended one after another. At the end, there were grand doors full of wisdom and culture.
A vague sound of reciting, like a lake behind raindrops, created ripples in the air.
After stepping through the two hundred and sixty-seventh level of famous sayings, Tang Zheng once again stood in front of the door of wisdom.
He glanced at the statue of a young man holding a book and reading, and silently recited the motto on the cover of the book, "Books carry wisdom, and wisdom gives birth to civilization." Downton walked in thoughtfully.
Inside the large library, it was quiet and peaceful. The gentle sunlight filtered through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, spilling onto the floor and the long fir table, with some light spots floating around.
Before Downton could walk into the lending area, there were two bangs, and two book elves with dragonfly-like wings had already flashed into the air. They were sitting on a thick book, with a white pen hanging next to them.
A quill, and a piece of slightly yellowed parchment.
""Thousands of Commonly Used Potion Configurations" and "Elementary Potion Configuration Examples", these are the two books." Downton, who already had experience, immediately reported the title of the book. He had already memorized many potions, and he was going to prepare next.
Take a look at the knowledge about potion configuration, and then do it yourself.
"Borrowing accepted!"
The clear voice of the Book Elf fell, and the quill was clicked twice, and some black ink appeared on the tip of the pen, and then he wrote on the beautiful parchment paper printed with purple gold flowers.
Elegant and gorgeous magic flame words flow out from the tip of the pen. After the book title is written, it flashes like stars, and then the corresponding book will fly out from the thirty-meter-high bookshelf, and finally stop next to the borrower.
"After borrowing, please keep the books properly, otherwise you will be punished!"
After routinely stating a dozen notes, the book elf disappeared into the library with a bang.
"What's wrong?" Seeing that Celes was still hesitant, Downton asked.
After Celes glanced at the grimoire timidly, she lowered her head and twisted her two slender index fingers together again.
"Don't you want the Abomination Demon Servants? The process of making them is not difficult. I'm going to let Celes study the "Abomination Making and Assembling Guide." Homer explained, "But she is a little resistant."
"Yes, but that's a monster with corpses sewn together. It's so dirty, so disgusting, so scary!" Celes drew circles on the clean floor with her toes, her head lowered even further.
"I have never seen a mage who is afraid of corpses." Homer was depressed. Although he knew that Celes was still a girl, this was not a reason. "You can't even overcome these, the more advanced demon anatomy and undead anatomy. You
What are you going to do?”
"Take your time, let her have a psychological adaptation process!" Downton touched Celes' head and changed the topic, "Speaking of which, hatred cannot be the result of natural evolution, then who made it?
Killed them? That mage in black robe?"
"No matter who it is, the appearance of abomination means that there is a complete abomination workshop in the dungeon. As long as Celes is familiar with the crafts and processes, she can assemble abominations from the corpses of ghouls and form an abomination army for you."
Although Homer was very stern, he was not unkind. Looking at Celes' look, he gave up and said, "Forget it, this plan will be put on hold for now."
"Downton, Homer. You are so kind!" Celes was happy. She hugged the grimoire and put it on her cheek, rubbing it affectionately like a kitten.
"By the way, why did you leave? How did you get chased by the abomination?" Downton thought of the linen bag that Celes was reluctant to throw away.
"Oh, my treasure." Celes called out, showing a pityful expression, "I was bored by myself. I just wandered around, and happened to find that the giant skeleton dragon guarding the cathedral was no longer there, so
I walked in secretly, and as soon as I found some good things, I was discovered by those haters, woo hoo, if you hadn't come quickly, I would have died."
"Stop crying!" The magic book hit Celes' forehead. "Do you know who gave Abomination the aura of swiftness?"
"I didn't see it, I was just running for my life."
Celes felt that she had messed up a lot of things. She did not dare to look directly at the magic book, her voice became smaller and smaller, her head lowered, and her two fingers were habitually entangled together.
"Don't think too much. For us, the most important thing is that you are okay." Downton tapped the grimoire with his index finger. He smiled, "Although Homer didn't say it, he cares about you very much, yes.
It detects you are in danger the first time."
"Huh, I don't care about this kind of stupid apprentice." Homer bumped Celes's forehead, "Why are you still standing there? Go to tutoring. You won't be able to sleep for these ten days."
Celes' expression suddenly fell.
Downton found a seat by the window, turned the pages of the book, and quickly entered a study state.
In the large library, there are more than one million books on potions alone, covering almost all aspects. Of course, there are some advanced studies. Downton does not have enough authority to borrow them, but he can read tens of thousands of them.
Basic knowledge has benefited him a lot.
When he encountered something he didn't understand, Downton did not directly ask the grimoire, which was more perfect than the Encyclopedia, but looked it up on his own. He really didn't understand, and then asked Homer for advice.
Homer was very satisfied with Downton's performance. His thirst for knowledge and exploration was like a desire to breathe when he was suffocated, and his engrossed attitude, which often even forgot to eat, made him very happy.
"Maybe the dragon guardian potion can be successfully prepared soon." Homer suddenly felt that Downton might really be able to achieve remarkable achievements in potions.
Celes was not lazy. With the hard-working Downton as a role model, the Death Banshee felt that she was weak and began to work hard.
Of course, the most important reason is the strict supervision of the Grimoire at all times. Its elemental arms are equipped with pointers, and during this period, Ceres was whipped frequently.
In the mine, Downton did not show up all day long, which made the miners uneasy. The original excitement because he killed the foreman of Oss last night quickly cooled down.
"Downton didn't escape because he was afraid of retaliation, right?"
This kind of rumor began to spread everywhere, especially in the evening, when work was about to end, the atmosphere of panic reached its peak, because people from multiple shifts of foremen would definitely come to demand the ore tax.
The miners have no choice but to worry. Once Downton leaves and a new foreman takes over, they will definitely have to pay double or even triple the ore tax as punishment, which will definitely be unspeakable torture.
"Foreman Downton will not leave us behind. He must have something to do, so he left temporarily." A young confidant who followed into the foreman's building yesterday stood up and shouted.
"Haha, look at these poor people." Cook led a group of people into the gathering place, looked at these miners, and laughed ferociously, "I tell you, if you can't pay five times the ore tax today, no one can even think about it.
When you leave the mine, you have to dig for me even if you are exhausted."
Most of the miners were silent, and only the confidant shouted out, "If you want the ore tax, go talk to our Downton foreman!"
"Break his legs!" Cook ordered, and five thugs immediately sprang out from behind, pounced on the cronies, knocked him down without any suspense, and beat him up.
"Talk to Downton? Haha, how can a dead man speak? Let me tell you, the big foremen have united and gathered more than 20 magicians to cause trouble for Downton. As long as he shows up, he will be dead." Cook.
He laughed heartily, but the next second, he screamed.
A stone as big as a walnut hit his head, causing blood to flow freely.
"Who did this? Get out!" Cook gasped in pain and his face was distorted. Especially when he saw blood on his hand, he was so angry that his stomach cramped.
The miners looked towards the tunnel, and a tall figure came into view. (To be continued...)
