Netheril Glory Chapter 257: Road
This is a somewhat sparse jungle. Mossy trees are crooked. A vine is climbing on the trunk. Bright sunlight shines on the green moss surface through the gaps of the leaves, forming one by one. Irregularly shaped bright spots. X23US. COM updates the fastest
A clear breeze blew through, the trees rustled, crystal clear dew fell on the yellow-brown ground, a few frightened insects flew out of the thick blade of grass, and colorful wings swept across the sun Gorgeous light and shadow.
This is a peaceful jungle, the wind is soaked in silence, the dance reveals elegance, every flying insect seems to be an inseparable part of this jungle, every leaf seems to be indispensable to this Mystic Realm Girl skirt posing.
This is a quiet morning, there is no humming of insects and no noise of frogs...but it will be quieter next, a hundred times quieter than it is now!
Behind a curtain of vines, a white finger lifted gently, and then gently stroked casually!
It is said that there are hundreds of them, and the vines whose thickness is comparable to the thick chain are all cut off in an instant. The verdant vines are sparsely pulled with the leaves cut in half, and the original The person covered by it also revealed the figure.
This is a teenager who looks only fifteen or sixteen years old. He is wearing a black robe with black and red stripes. He is carrying a long green staff that looks like he wants to live on his back. Under the hood His face was covered with shadows, but he could not see clearly, but only a pair of eyes with a brilliant blue light radiated straight into the soul.
In the moment after he appeared, the wind of the entire jungle seemed to disappear instantly, even the falling leaves had to be carefully winged up, the flying beetles were fixed straight down in the air, and all the creatures were crawling on the ground. Don't dare to move, even the most restless bamboo rat is trying to suppress the body's trembling under the cover of the blades of grass.
At this moment, even if there is no wisdom, no wild animals can know that there is a terrible creature that can never be defeated or even escaped!
There is no doubt that this "ad horrible creature" is Punk!
Punk moves lightly across the cane, walking on the uneven woodland in the uneven woodland. It looks like a wealthy son wandering in the city, completely looking at this vast area. The jungle is like nothing.
"The projection says that it will send me to a position in the center of the Feren plane, and I don’t know if this guy is reliable."
Punk thought a little bit, he kicked away a mossy stone, and even without magic, he used his mental force to grab a bamboo rat hiding next to the stone.
"According to the information from Prophecy magic, this forest alone is a provincial distance away from the nearest city. Is the central part of the Feren Plane so sparsely populated?"
Punk slaps a squirrel-sized bamboo rat to himself.
He is now a 16th-level master caster without any moisture. As long as the distance is not too ridiculous, there will be no problem, but the Punk just came out of the remains of Nesreal civilization. I haven't mastered enough master magic yet, so Punk is very eager to find a place to study magic seriously, and see if I can join a caster organization.
That's right, join a caster organization, or... join a legendary organization with legendary strongmen!
Punk cleaned the bamboo rat in his hand, and then he squeezed the mouse ears with shiny hair, watching the little guy shake his teeth and dance claws as he opened the vibration mode. Punk couldn’t help but smile.
Since leaving the Ruins of Necerel, Punk has been thinking about the way to go. He now has the strength of a master, and the life-long knowledge of a large Olympic teacher, but the power of the former still belongs to The category of "ants", and much of the latter's massive knowledge requires massive resources to be used.
In Vedrasia’s memory, Punk knows how great a mage who joins the caster organization can get before the legend, at least many resources can be obtained peacefully through trading, and a lot of knowledge can be obtained through communication progress.
Be aware that the lone model before Punk is actually very inefficient. For example, he has the ability to refining gold and alchemy potions, and he can refine a large amount of high-value potions, but Punk can’t find a buyer. The refined potions only I can use it myself.
For example, when Punk needs materials, he can only find it by himself, but the scope of his activities is very limited. This kind of shadow grass is everywhere in the shadow world.
So Punk had to abandon many alchemy potions which can be refined to no material, even those potions can provide a considerable amount of help.
If you join a caster organization, especially those legendary organizations with widespread influence, everything will be different. Punk can use potions to exchange the required materials directly from the organization. For those who are not precious but only in certain Materials produced in the region no longer have to do anything.
Punk understands that at least until it reaches the legend, owns its own half plane, and owns its own legendary organization, the ability of a caster organization to collect resources is unmatched by a single caster.
This is also a place where Punk has some helplessness. Odra Vedrasia is very good at alchemy potions. Many of the precious formulas in his memory are very useful for Punk, but the materials required for these formulas are really complicated. If they all make Punk He ran around to find the collection... then he had to run for at least two or three hundred years for an ingredient. After all, the Feren plane was too big.
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Punk pinched the nose of the bamboo rat and lifted this little thing in the air, watching the little bamboo rat sigh quietly as its limbs were unable to breathe and could not breathe:
"Alas, the power of a master-level caster can at most control a kingdom. Those legendary monsters will not allow a legendary "ant" to spread their power across the Faerun plane. After all, the forces are only those hogs in captivity by legendary strongmen, and slaughtering after fattening is the only ending... But the journey towards the legendary road must have the help of a force, so the master-level strong You can only choose to join a legendary organization...""
Punk watched the futile struggling bamboo rat's eyes grow colder, he grabbed the bamboo rat in his hand, and said quietly while listening to the rat's painful cry:
"These are probably deliberate arrangements made by legendary strongmen, squeezing those ignorance who are independent portals, and letting those aspiring geniuses be "voluntarily" joined under their command... It's a good plan, a good plan, but even Knowing these, I have no choice......... Sure enough, it’s not a legend. )!!