Night Ranger Chapter 72: **** wasteland
Marvin has always wanted to have a powerful High Transformation Spell, and now this original leaf has finally made up for his shortcomings in this regard.
The other two original leaves of the Migratory Bird Council have not been handed over to Marvin, but Old Treeman guarantees with its reputation, and its value will never be lower than this original leaf.
In this case, Marvin is no longer considered.
In fact, compared to these valuable treasures, what Old Treeman said was the more crucial factor that made him determined to go to bloody wasteland.
"If even Mr. Marvin, you are unwilling to go because of the fear of bloody wasteland, how many people in the Fenan world are willing?"
"I mean, bloody wasteland is really a terrible place, but that's only for the weak, isn't it?"
God knows how many of these words are compliments of Old Treeman.
But Marvin also suddenly realized that he was afraid of bloody wasteland because of its gossip.
The games of previous lives did not have time to open bloody wasteland. I do n’t know much about it, basically from folk rumors.
Calculate carefully, even if it is a place where Legendary is everywhere and Lich is like a dog, but now Marvin is no longer what it used to be.
He almost forgot how powerful he is now.
Although it is only Night Dominion of Level 1, it is enough to have Strength against most God Servant, not to mention his endless abilities and treasures. His combat experience and consciousness are unparalleled, even those powerhouse trained in bloody wasteland. It may not be comparable to Marvin.
Not to mention, this time to go to bloody wasteland, Marvin is not to fight.
The Migratory Bird Council entrusted him to find someone.
That person is a natural daughter of ancient god's. It is said that it is the product of a combination with an human woman. It is a genuine Half-God.
His name is known as Minsk.
After the disappearance of Nature Ancient God, the Migratory Bird Council believes that if anyone on This World can find the Nature ancient god's trace, there will only be Minsk and his sister.
The natural ancient god's beloved daughter lives in Green Sea Wonderland. The migratory bird council has sent Endless Ocean and another Druid.
There is only one Minsk left unsearched. The migratory bird council has its own staff, so it can only resort to Marvin.
This commission Quest sounds very unreliable. After all, bloody wasteland is said to be borderless. Finding someone, even Half-God, is not so easy.
However, Old Treeman provides a detailed guide on bloody wasteland. A series of methods to help find Half-God Minsk. I believe that if Minsk is still alive, it should not be a problem to find him.
As to whether it can be persuaded back to Fenan, this is beyond the scope of Marvin's responsibility.
He only needs to hand a letter of Old Treeman handbook to Minsk, and he is considered to have completed Quest.
Of course, Marvin cannot always devote his precious time to the Quest of the Migratory Bird Council. He agreed with Old Treeman that if Minsk is still not found within two weeks, he has the right to return to Fenan.
The Migratory Bird Council provided a toolkit for Marvin. It contains all the materials and guidelines for building a more stable temporary transmission gate.
With this toolkit, Marvin can return Fenan from bloody wasteland at any time.
After finalizing all the details, Marvin gave the Envoy Demon caught at the edge of the forest to the Migratory Bird Council.
Compared here is their territory. The appearance of Hell daemon, it is better to talk to them.
Seeing the emergence of Envoy Demon, Archdruid and complexion are very dignified.
They have smelled the breath of fiend long ago. In this eventful season, these bewildering fiend are obviously a huge threat to Highest Jungle.
They must be ready to fight.
There are too many things that Druids need to do.
Marvin can only show that they cannot help.
He has participated in the Quest of the Save the World tree, and it is impossible for doppelgänger to help cope with the potential army of Hell.
In the Emerald City. Marvin stayed another afternoon.
He wrote several letters to Mederly, Anna, and Lola. Tell them where they are going, and let them keep an eye on the movements of White River Valley and pay attention to reporting to them at any time.
Marvin went to bloody wasteland this time. Although it is across plane, it can still be contacted through Thousand Paper Cranes donated by Shadow Thief Owlet, but the use of Thousand Paper Cranes is quite limited, both parties must use it with caution.
After the final supply of the Emerald City, Marvin finally set foot on the road to bloody wasteland with the help of Old Treeman.
...
bloody wasteland, as a mysterious plane, does have some entrances in Fenan.
The migratory bird council, which has held many secrets since ancient times, naturally controlled some of its entrances.
Just in a cave of the emerald capital subterranean, there is a transmission gate leading to bloody wasteland.
This place is banned by many seals all year round. Only Strength with more than three Archdruid can be opened successfully.
Marvin prepared everything, said goodbye to everyone Archdruid, and quickly entered transmission gate.
Each time cross-planar transmission makes Marvin feel a different experience.
This feeling of imbalance in time and space is very sad, and sometimes he can see some illusions of terrifying 狰狞.
Sometimes, he will have some inexplicable realization.
These perceptions are difficult to say, but they do exist, and only extremely sensitive people can detect them.
All in all, when Marvin stepped on the land of bloody wasteland, a desolate breath came to the face.
He opened his eyes, and a large swath of straw swayed before him.
These straws are all withered yellow, but they grow all the way, even taller than Marvin!
They are swaying in the wind, deep in the paddy field, some darkness faces can be seen faintly.
"New here?"
A mean voice sounded behind Marvin.
Marvin is alert to turn around.
Behind him stands a large tent.
There is a straw man standing at the door of the tent. He has a long scar on his face and a slender knife in his hand.
This knife is different from curved blade of Fenan, Marvin has not even seen this weapon.
It's slimmer than a regular knife, but sharp.
The only thing that pleases Marvin is that this man speaks common language, and despite his strange accent, he still understands it.
"You'd better announce your faction right away, otherwise I don't mind killing a potential uncertainty."
The man spit out the straw, the knife in his hand suddenly turned over, and the cold light flashed.
In a moment, Marvin is shrouded in a mighty power!
"At least three Legendary levels and above!"
Marvin completed the judgment instantly.
But he was still at a loss: "Faction? What do you mean?"
...... (to be continued)