708 Spitting
What is love and can it be eaten?
This is the perception of Sasha's 32 years of life. She has seen too many entanglements between men and women, and she has long been unable to believe in love.
Moreover...... There weren't many men who could be looked at by her.
Most of the men who are stronger than her are old men, and she doesn't look down on the men who are weaker than her.
The age and strength can barely match her man...... It's too ugly, or not handsome at all.
After being single for more than 30 years, she is about to become an old woman, if it weren't for the slower aging rate of professionals. She still maintains the appearance and figure of a girl, otherwise no one cares about it for a long time.
Although she still has a lot of suitors, she knows that her talent is limited, and now the growth of her strength has reached a slowdown period, if she can't break through, in a few years, there will be irrepressible signs of aging.
Then...... It's really an old woman.
Just when she was a little anxious and thinking about whether she really wanted to find a little man who could be seen and had a good personality, make do with it, and have children, Cook appeared.
The strength is on par with himself, and the knowledge of the magic array in one hand is even more amazing, he is younger than himself, he is very promising, and he can become a great weapon in the future...... The most important thing is that his appearance and temperament are excellent, and on the whole, he is so handsome that most women in the world can't close their legs.
The other party is younger, and he looks like he is in his early twenties.
It's good to be young, how crisp and delicious.
Don't think that only men like to find young women, in fact, women also like small men, as long as the little men are cute and handsome enough.
Moreover, after getting along for a while, Sasha found that Cook has many advantages, such as having enough self-control, having enough arrogance, and having enough money!
Although Cook was nominally hired as a teacher by herself, in essence, she had not paid her tuition.
Although Mu Lin said that she would help her pay for her tuition, she also forgot about it, after all, there were too many things she had discovered recently.
And Cook ...... Every few days, she would go to buy some magic materials and come back for experiments, and she counted them carefully, at least more than a hundred gold coins.
This shows that Cook's money is definitely a lot.
With wealth and beauty, strength and temperament, this is already the most ideal partner.
As for Cook's other women in County Lago...... It's not a big deal, as long as you don't know what to do.
But now...... Sasha felt quite lost.
From the magical power of that golden thunder and lightning pillar of light, she could see that Cook's strength was at least at the master level.
He is a master at a young age...... Can you see yourself?
She is a princess, but what is the use of a princess who has no power and no power?
In addition, there is another important reason, why should a master-level powerhouse disguise himself as an elite level and approach himself, what are his intentions?
Fall in love with yourself? So want to get close to yourself? It's impossible.
Sasha is not a naΓ―ve little girl.
Her face was cloudy and uncertain along the way, and the group walked to the north, and as they walked, the fourth prince called out: "I'm so tired, can we take a break!" β
Everyone looked at him, and Princess Celestia nodded.
The road they walked was actually not long, but this place was deep underground, and the pressure was greater than that on the ground, and the other reason was the magic array overhead.
This magic array is harmless to humans, but it essentially helps the soul to condense the spirit body, and the living also have a spirit body, although it is not greatly affected, but after a long time, it will feel uncomfortable.
Sasha is the only exception among the sisters, after all, they are magicians, and their willpower resistance is stronger than that of ordinary people.
But now, her face was very bad, and she looked more tired than the others.
Beta is strangling the Heroic Spirits all the way...... After killing a dozen or so in a row, the Heroic Spirits began to go mad, and no longer left alone, they formed several teams of men and horses, and went crazy to find the murderer of their companions.
Beta has secondary stealth, strong mind control, and is well hidden.
But Afanlin and Henry were bitter, the two of them had less than half of Beta's hidden strength, and finally got rid of the pursuing Heroic Spirits, and they didn't take a few breaths when they hid, but they were discovered by those crazy Heroic Spirits and ran around chasing after their butts.
Reluctantly opening his shield, Afanlin took a hard soul slash, then rolled a few laps on the ground, and when he stood up, he fired a wide range of light punishments, forcing the four Heroic Spirits back, turning around and running.
He had no way to use the Light Spirit Projection Technique at this point.
The scorching breath echoed in Afanlin's chest, he was a spellcaster, not a warrior, although his physical fitness was better than that of ordinary people, but he was tired from running such a long way.
People are more likely to get tired in stressful environments.
Running and running, he suddenly stood still, and then despaired.
There was a wall in front of him, more than three meters high, he couldn't cross it at all, there was no way to go left and right, he had reached a dead end.
Behind him, five heroic spirits roared.
Although Afanlin was desperate, his survival instinct made him subconsciously use the Light Enchantment Technique.
Several Heroic Spirits were not in a hurry to attack, and they floated around the barrier.
The Heroic Spirit, who has a certain amount of wisdom, has already seen that this person is the end of the strong crossbow, as long as he waits a little longer, the opponent's light enchantment will naturally become invalid due to the continuous magic power.
There's no need to rush over and fight each other right now...... People who have already died once, there is time.
Afanlin was holding on to the Light Enchantment, he was already running out of strength, but in less than five minutes, the Light Enchantment was shattered.
He no longer had the ability to resist, and watched the five heroic spirits pounce.
Frightened, tears and urine flowed from his eyes.
But at this time, an accident happened, a golden pillar of light slashed, directly extinguishing the three-headed heroic spirit, and then a translucent figure appeared out of thin air, a golden light flashed in his hand, and the other two heroic spirits also followed in the footsteps.
The aura on the sword subsided, and Beta withdrew the golden sword into the mansion space.
Seeing Beta, Afanlin's eyes suddenly brightened, and the despair on his face turned into hope, and he crawled over with a roll, but when he was still a few meters away from Beta, a neckwind hit the ground in front of him, scaring him in place.
"Lord Curry, thank you for saving me."
Afanlin had a flattering smile on his face.
Half a day ago, the man looked at Beta with hostility and disdain in his eyes, but now...... But only flattery remains.
The fear of death can rob most people of their spirit and pride.
"I'll ask you something." Beta looked at him, shook his head, and said, "In the Temple of Light, how many Holy Ladies are standing in line?"
Afanlin thought for a moment and said, "I don't know, but Lady Tina has a good relationship with the Holy Maiden. β
Beta nodded, and then asked, "What is the real purpose of your coming here?" β
Afanlin was silent for a while, then said, "Take a special magic item, according to our books, it should be a necklace. β
"Necklace?"
Afanlin nodded again and again: "Yes, the books say that it is an epic item, and the name is called the end of the dream, and I don't know the specific effect." β
Beta went on to ask, "Where is it?" β
"In the coffin of the first King of France." Afanlin snorted: "It is said that a special key is required to open it, but we plan to crack it by force. β
After listening to Beta, she turned and left.
Avalin watched Beta disappear, breathed a sigh of relief, and was standing up when a white light flashed in the distance, and then Afanlin was hit by a huge force, and he crashed into the stone wall of the dead-end behind him.
Gulps of blood poured out of his mouth.
Afanlin lowered his head and watched in disbelief as a long light elemental spear was stuck in his chest.
This is the magic of the Temple of Light.
"Enjoy ......"
Afanlin's eyes were full of unwillingness and resentment, and after only one word, Guan He's head hung down completely, and his eyes became godless, and he couldn't close them anymore.
Beta appears around the corner.
This spear of light was naturally thrown by him, and he was not very proficient in the magic of the Temple of Light, but it was not difficult to perform it in the form of a magic scroll.
The light element, in this place of the dead world, is very conspicuous, and after a while, four heroic spirits may fall from the sky, and when they see the corpse of Avalin, they kneel over happily and burrow into this corpse.
After a while, three heroic spirits floated out of the corpse, and at the same time, they were holding a soul from the vice-president. Although his face was a little blurry, Beta could see that the new soul was Afanlin.
A gold coin falls into Beta's hand and is gently popped.
The golden pillar of thunder and lightning directly hit the heroic spirits who had just floated up and were preparing for the current moment.
Together, they grabbed Afanlin's soul and got so close that they were directly hit by the magic of the coin bombardment and turned into ashes.
Naturally, Afanlin's soul was also affected and disappeared without a trace.
Beta then re-applied the secondary invisibility to herself before leaving.
It won't be long before Monica appears here.
She looked around, and then luckily, looked at Afanlin's corpse, and at the same time pulled out the bright spear from the latter's body, which had not yet disappeared.
"Infighting?"
The Spear of Light is not a powerful magic of light, but neither are ordinary priests, and it is generally in the hands of bishops and archbishops.
Monica looked around for a while, but found no important clues, and was about to leave, but suddenly turned back.
She spat at Afanlin's corpse, and after a while, the green saliva turned into a spider, crawling up Afanlin's clothes, and soon got into Afanlin's ears.
After a while, Afanlin's body suddenly stood up, and he looked at Monica with blank eyes.
"Go, go back to your temple of light, and lurk. This is the token, hold, with this thing, no one can stop you. β
Afanlin took a small golden round token and turned to leave.
At this time, four heroic spirits flew in the air, and they also saw Afanlin, but they did not stop, and they did not have the tendency to attack, but left directly and continued to search for other enemies.