"Although your magic is very good, it is impossible to hurt me with an improved first-level magic." In response to Meng Han's sudden attack, the other party simply ignored it and even attacked me.
I want to give Meng Han a sermon.
Meng Han was dumbfounded as he stared at the opponent's body, which stood still without even moving. He couldn't help but start to guess, what state has this guy reached? The peak swordsman was also stabbed by Meng Han's ground stabbing technique. This guy
, is definitely higher than the peak swordsman, and he must be a magician, so he is estimated to be at least at the level of a Dharma Saint or even a Dharma God. If combined with his previous comments about the Dharma God of the Elf Tribe, it is obvious that,
This is a Dharma god that I have never heard of.
However, what is strange is that the other party is not wearing a magic robe, but looks like a very ordinary cloth. And looking at the dirty appearance, it seems that he has been wandering around the desert for a long time. As for magic,
The magic wand that was the magician's signature was nowhere to be seen. If it weren't for the magic that was crazily poured into his body, Meng Han couldn't believe that the other person was a magician.
After all the magic power that had been forcibly poured into his body was consumed, the pain in his body slowly eased with Meng Han's crazy use of magic power. However, there was still some slight pain in his mind, which was different from the physical pain.
It was completely a mental depression. It seemed that the actions of the mysterious man just now had hurt Meng Han's spirit.
"It seems that you are very confident in your magic." Seeing Meng Han dumbfounded and silent, the other party vaguely guessed the reason for Meng Han's behavior, and said directly: "Why, do you think you can deal with a peak master?"
Swordsman, do you think you are invincible?"
"No!" Meng Han had never thought of it like this before and hurriedly denied it. For such a strong man, even if he really thought that, he had to deny it.
"I happened to see you when you killed people that day." The mysterious man seemed to have not frightened Meng Han enough, and once again dropped a piece of news that shocked Meng Han: "Your crossbow is good, and that lightning is also good.
Otherwise, your magic attack will not be able to hurt him at all." He paused and smiled at Meng Han: "Of course, even with those powerful crossbows, you can't hurt me."
The pinnacle great swordsman, the one who is infinitely close to the sword master, should not be so fragile and be harmed by first-level magic. In the past, Meng Han thought that his improved ground stabbing technique was very powerful, but now he was attacked by a mysterious man.
As soon as I mentioned it, I found that it was not the case at all. Fortunately, I made the crossbow in advance, otherwise, maybe that day would be the day I died when I came into this world.
The mysterious man was very confident and even dismissed Meng Han's crossbow. This could be heard from the mysterious man's tone. Facing such a strong man, Meng Han had no reason not to believe this.
What frightened Meng Han even more was that when he ambushed Austin, this mysterious man was actually present. If he had taken action at that time, Meng Han would have died countless times. However, when he thought about it, if the other party wanted to kill him,
If so, do you still need to take advantage of others' danger? Meng Han's thinking that way is simply a bit unfounded. Although he feels ridiculous, Meng Han is certain that the other party really has no ill intentions towards him.
"The realm of rubbish magic, with some respectable spiritual power and good magic." The mysterious man got closer and closer, and his appearance gradually became clearer. At the same time, he also said a series of comments about Meng Han.
After all, it was Meng Han's improved magic that satisfied him the most, while Meng Han's spiritual power, which he had always been proud of, only received a relatively respectable rating.
"Excuse me, Your Excellency, what should I call you?" After Meng Han confirmed that the other party had no murderous intentions towards him, he immediately became bold. Meng Han had experienced such a scene countless times, at least every time Meng Han met him
This is the state of mind when dealing with the elves. Of course, the necessary honorifics still need to be added. Now Meng Han has seen the face of the other party clearly. He is a very ordinary strong man. Lost in the crowd, he is probably very likely to
No one will notice if you are eight or nine.
Is this the state of a master returning to his true nature? Meng Han couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He is also a master, the Dharma God of the Elf Tribe. He is simply a master of words among the Elf Tribe, and his performance is also very outstanding.
In front of the clan leader, he should say what he should say. Even if he sometimes said things he shouldn't have said, the clan leader wouldn't care. He was completely unlike this ordinary strong man.
"Benson, you can call me Benson." The strong man walked up to Meng Han and looked down at Meng Han. Even though Meng Han was standing, he was like a child in front of Benson. Benson was bigger than Meng Han.
John is at least half taller. In terms of previous life units, he is at least about two and a half meters tall. With his burly muscular lines, he doesn't look like a magician.
"So, distinguished Lord Benson, what are your instructions to me?" When it's time to become a grandson, Meng Han will never be stupid enough to become a grandfather. This is a lesson and experience. Therefore, Meng Han puts down his posture now.
Very low.
"Originally, I was just looking for something from you, but seeing how strange your magic is, I couldn't help but want to study it." Benson did not hide anything from Meng Han and directly stated his purpose.
If a peerless strong man comes to ask for something from me, can Meng Han say no? Of course not, he can't, and he won't. What a great opportunity. If he can make friends with such a master, it is estimated that he will not be able to pay any price for Meng Han.
willing.
"What do you want, I'll get someone ready right away." Meng Han asked carefully, watching Benson's reaction.
"I have lived in the desert for many years. Suddenly I heard that something called silk was produced here. It has no magical properties and is not a precious material. It is actually more valuable than gold coins. Of course I have to come and see it." Ben
Sen still answered Meng Han's question very straightforwardly. Perhaps, for a person of his level, it is normal to want anything and there is no need to be secretive.
"Want to see silk? No problem!" Meng Han felt happy, resisting the discomfort caused by the mental damage, turned around and said: "Sir Benson, I will take you over to have a look."
"Or, there's no need to go to such trouble." Benson stood behind Meng Han, said something, and then walked directly into Meng Han's room. Meng Han was stunned and could only follow in.
Benson found a chair and sat down as soon as he entered, as if this was his home, and waved to Meng Han very casually: "You can ask the two little guys outside the door to come in. I think they will not
I will refuse your order."
"Little guy?" Meng Han suddenly realized that it must be Demi and Diana. When they heard the movement here, the two women did not dare to come in. Meng Han shouted loudly toward the door: "Demi, Diana, come in!"
"
The two little heads appeared at the door with some fear, and then walked in. When they saw Grace and Alice lying on the ground, the two women seemed very worried, but they still walked to Meng Han immediately.
"Demi, go get a roll of silk." Meng Han ordered without hesitation: "Hurry up, don't do anything else on the way. Diana, go help Grace and Alice to the bed, don't let them catch a cold.
." The two maids wished Meng Han a blessing, and then quickly separated to work.
Benson was very satisfied with Meng Han's instructions, and then the two of them sat there and waited slowly without saying anything. Meng Han tried his best to guess Benson's purpose of coming, but Benson seemed not to be afraid of Meng Han at all.
What kind of tricks are you playing and just sitting there minding your own business?
After a while, Demi panted and ran over with a roll of silk. Judging from her appearance, it seemed that she ran directly to the silk workshop and brought a roll of silk over without stopping for a step. Ben next to her
Sen seemed satisfied with this and nodded slightly.
Demi handed the silk to Meng Han. Meng Han didn't even look at it, but directly handed it to Benson: "Your Excellency Benson, this is the silk. You can look at it as you like." After Benson took it, Meng Han asked Demi to
Mi went to help Diana settle down sisters Grace and Alice. It was not safe to keep them here.
"Is this silk?" Benson asked with a smile, taking the roll of silk, and then he was conquered by the unique smooth feeling of silk. Closing his eyes, Benson began to touch the thin silk carefully.
, as if feeling the skin of a lover.
Meng Han couldn't take his eyes off this unknown master enjoying the touch of silk here, and felt extremely proud in his heart. Whether it was an ordinary person or a magician, even this powerful master in front of him, when he saw silk for the first time
Every time, I have the same incredible feeling.
"This is actually made of the silk thread of a jungle spider. It's really... really..." Benson said two truths in a row, but there was no suitable adjective. Meng Han took over the conversation and said with a smile: "Incredible.
"
"Yes, incredible!" Benson nodded heavily: "That kind of ugly silk thread secreted by a mount that only a certain guard of the elves likes can turn into such a beautiful thing. It is indeed incredible."
"If you like it, you might as well take some back. As..." Meng Han's face was filled with a professional smile again, as if he was looking at a salesman with a promising future: "As a first meeting, I give it to you.
Gift."
"Very good, I like it." Benson showed no politeness at all and accepted directly: "I heard that these things are more valuable than gold coins. I want a thousand catties!" After the unceremonious lion opened his mouth, Benson said again
Gave Meng Han a compensation: "In exchange, I can tell you something about the desert next to Huangsha Town."