Marvin didn't stay in Eisengele for long.

The camp, which consisted mainly of human wizards, was destined to be just a post for him to settle in, and he rested in the camp for a day, and then, under the cover of night, left Eisengar.

He got a few good things from Balkh, but unfortunately Eisenger was only a small camp, and there were no appraisers with the knowledge to reach the level of a great grandmaster, so there was no way to provide appraisal services for Marven.

It is said that in the City of Holy Light, which is not far away, there will be all kinds of unfathomable appraisers.

It is also the most powerful force of humanity in the southern part of the Scarlet Wasteland.

Marven was in the camp gathering information about his trip to the Holy Light City, and a recent rumor caught his attention.

It is said that the recent Holy Light City is very unpeaceful, and the figure of Miss Silvermoon, the daughter of the moon god Fanya, seems to have appeared in the Holy Light City, it is a mysterious figure, but it has been recognized by some knowledgeable people.

There was once a prophecy that said that Miss Silvermoon's most beloved artifact, the Grip of Cold Light, was buried in a treasure cave near the City of Light.

Therefore, the recent Holy Light City is said to be very lively, and many forces are coveting the Holy Light City.

Marven doesn't know much about the mysterious moon god, and her daughter Miss Yinyue is also a descendant of the ancient god who rarely shows up in front of people, but he still knows the famous cold light grasp.

In Fernan's Assassin Quest Quest Quest, he had to know a lot about the Legendary Dagger.

And Marven is naturally obsessed with these weapons, and a weapon like Aoba is already the best among daggers.

However, as far as Marven knows. The grip of cold light, the quality is above the green leaves.

Because Aoba is a pair of legendary items. And the Grip of Cold Light is a pair of artifacts!

It was a pair of daggers that were still above [Dusk].

"The Scarlet Wasteland. It is said that there have been numerous wars, and many gods have fallen here. ”

"According to the official information I learned in my previous life, Miss Yinyue died as early as the Third Age, and it is very likely that it is her heroic spirit who lingers here."

"Could it really be that the Grip of Cold Light is about to be born?"

Thinking of this, Marven couldn't help but feel hot.

Let's go to the Holy Light City to find Minsk, just enough to try your luck and see if you can get the Cold Light Grip.

After all, Aoba has proven how much a good weapon can add to a strong man.

He walked alone through the rice paddies. Embarked on the previous promenade of dead leaves, under the cover of night, all the way to the north.

……

Somewhere in the abyss, flames leap from mountain to mountain.

A roar suddenly shocked the whole land.

"Someone dared to kill my child!"

It was a demon as huge as a mountain!

It was an endless battlefield, with a large number of strange insects pouring out of the crevices in the distance, and the great demon wielded a hammer like a towering tree, crushing these insects into green sap.

These juices fuel the demonic flames, and at the same time fuel the anger in his heart!

The army behind the demon roared in anger at the same time. Killed the enemy.

It was a big win.

A whole new secondary plane has been conquered by them.

However, the demon lord Balkh himself was not excited.

In fact, when the war ended, he returned to his territory as soon as possible.

His eyes pierced the plane and saw the face of a young man.

It was as if the other party felt his gaze. I actually glanced back.

In the next second, a powerful force interfered with his vision, and he lost the trace of the other party.

"Killed my most promising child."

Balkh was furious.

However, he himself was helpless.

His son died in the bloody moor.

The gods and demons have a pact with each other. A strong man like them would not be able to enter the Scarlet Wasteland.

And the dry bones that died in the blood-colored wasteland. Nor can they be avenged directly. Otherwise, that plane would have been destroyed long ago at the hands of some furious supreme.

However, the Demon Lord cannot take action in person. It doesn't mean that others can't.

"Gather information about that human for me right now."

"Use all the power we have in the Scarlet Wasteland - I see, it's the Southern Wasteland, how many of us are there?"

In the face of Balkh's questioning, the beautiful succubus secretary replied softly:

"We don't have many people in the southern region."

"But the good news is that [Blade] is there."

Balkh sneered, "Let him bring that human's head back to me." ”

Three minutes later, in a barren woodland near the Holy Light City, a praying mantis-like shadow slowly woke up.

……

The Scarlet Wasteland, north of the City of Light.

The climate of the wasteland is strange, there are no fixed laws, it is purely made up of rules.

For example, in the north of the Holy Light City, there is a barren snow-capped mountain, and then it is a land of spring warm flowers.

On the long snowy slope, a young girl is struggling forward.

Not far away, a tree hidden by heavy snow showed its short branches.

The girl walked over without changing her face.

It's just that when she passed by the branch, the black branch suddenly turned into a poisonous snake!

Hiss!

The serpent's letter stabbed directly into the little girl's neck, but strangely, the blood did not come out.

Sou!

The icy cold light flashed, and the snake's head fell to the snow in blood.

After rolling on the slopes for a while, he disappeared.

"You shouldn't squander your talent so casually."

A feminine voice sounded in the girl's ear: "I know that all of you are born assassins, but assassins who rely on talent are prone to die halfway. ”

The girl's expression was calm: "Which assassin won't die?" Do you want me to keep a useless life and survive? ”

The voice seemed very helpless: "Sometimes I really think that you are my teacher. ”

The girl showed a rare smile: "Don't worry, teacher, I have the fountain of immortality, and my life span is enough for me." ”

"The Fountain of Immortality is not omnipotent, you have been cultivating in a special time and space for 10 years, and if you continue to squander it like this, it is estimated that there will not be much left when you return to Feinan."

The voice was still persuading.

The girl looked at the blood-colored sky, and finally said firmly:

"It's good to have enough, I don't expect to live too long."

"I just hope that I will become strong soon, and only in this way can I help him."

"Teacher, you said that the Cold Light Grip is the best weapon for me, but can we really find it?"

The answer of the feminine voice was full of pride:

"Absolutely."

"Because...... That's the weapon I used when I was alive......"

"Let's go, the Holy Light City is not far away."

…… (To be continued......)