The meal time was soon over, and the group packed their bags and headed to the front of the magic gate. Henry walked up and knocked hard and shouted, "Please open the door!" We've managed to kill the beast, and it's safe now. ”

Soon a pair of eyes appeared on the door, looking cautiously at everyone. "How is that possible! That guy has the ability to live forever, and even if he is beaten to pieces, he will be resurrected quickly. ”

The orc warrior turned sideways and pointed to the corpse of the behemoth in the distance. "You can go and see it, its body is there. I saw with my own eyes a white soul being pulled out of it and torn to pieces. ”

"How is that possible! That's the brainchild of the wisdom of two dozen arcanists! It's a miniature version of the Terrasqui Behemoth! The Arcanist peeked out of the door and yelled at Vaughn.

Henry smiled and said to him, "In fact, in the past few thousand years, countless new spells have been invented, the most amazing of which is the "Wishing Technique". It is capable of making wishes to unknown and powerful wills through guò magic, and most wishes can be granted for a sufficient price. Even the Terrasqui Behemoth, as long as you can knock it down to the Death Phase, you can kill it with the guò "Wishing Technique". ”

The Arcanist looked at him with suspicion, clearly not believing what he had just said. Henry didn't continue to explain, just smiled in the direction of the corpse and made a gesture of please. After hesitating for a long time, the Arcanist finally couldn't hold back his curiosity and walked straight over.

He stood next to the giant beast and looked at it carefully for a while, and found that his entire body had lost its supposed vitality, and the soul inside was gone. He cast several probe-type spells in a row. I want to know what kind of magic is causing this effect. In the end, without exception, they all got an answer. That's the "wishing technique".

The Arcanist's whole body trembled with excitement. If this spell is true, then it means that you can restore your body and resurrect it. He calmed his restless heart, quickly walked up to Henry, and bowed deeply.

"First of all, allow me to express my gratitude to you for killing this behemoth and fulfilling the wishes of all of us. Secondly, can you ask if you can still perform this method again? The Arcanist's face was expectant, hoping for an affirmative answer.

"Sorry, but the 'Wishing Technique' is a ninth-level magic. This is completely beyond my ability to cast spells. When I killed the Behemoth, I had already used up the only scroll I had, and I am afraid that I would have to wait a long time to get another one. Henry shook his head with a wry smile.

The Arcanist sighed, lowered his head and thought for a moment, before finally saying solemnly, "I've been sleeping here for too long, and I'm eager to get out there and take a look. I hope you will come back and resurrect me when you can, and when the time comes, I will sign a magical pact to be loyal to you forever and serve you. ”

Henry nodded, he felt that it was a good deal to be able to exchange a ninth-level magic scroll for the allegiance of an arcane. At the very least, you can learn some spell-casting techniques from the Nexera era. You must know that the arcanists cast spells, but they never pass through the guò net.

"Don't worry. I'll be sure to find a way to get a wishing scroll as soon as I get back. You just need to wait here for a while, no more than two years at the latest. ”

"Two years is not a long time, and I will wait for you here. Also, I'm a seventeenth-level arcanist named Borken. Lotate. The Arcanist introduced his name and cast level as he opened a thick door.

Henry led everyone out of the door, and then he turned and waved at Borken. "If we don't have anything else to do, we still have a long way to go."

"Wait! I'll give you something before I leave, so I don't have to worry about accidents. As he spoke, Borken closed the metal door and touched the intricate pattern with his finger. Soon the patterns slowly began to change, and then they folded at a dizzying speed, and in a few moments they became a golden metal book.

Bolken looked at the books on the ground with some emotion. "It's a very good magic item, it can be used as a seal of magic patterns, and it can also be transformed into a golem of various shapes. Of course, if you like, you can also use it as a weapon or armor. This is what I made with a few friends, but unfortunately they are no longer there. ”

Henry picked up the somewhat heavy book and performed a discernment spell, and the specific information quickly came to mind.

The Book of Change:

Borken. Lothart and his friends originally wanted to create a multi-purpose magic item that could be ready to deal with any kind of crisis. But because everyone's ideas are too peculiar, they are combined to make this thing. Most of the material used in the book itself is pure gold, so it is so strong that it can even be used as a shield.

Special Abilities:

Each page of the book has several patterns, and users can choose different shapes according to their needs. If the transformed item is destroyed, it will immediately revert back to the shape of a book and cannot be used again for three days.

He couldn't laugh or cry when he saw the information of this magic item, and it could be said that about half of the functions here were useless. Is it impossible to take out a sword and put on armor as a spellcaster? The only highlight is the golem that can be transformed into a variety of shapes.

"Along the way, I can have a bodyguard who doesn't need to rest all day," said Henry, turning the page and choosing a pattern that looked more imposing.

His hand flew out and landed on the ground and began to deform rapidly. In the blink of an eye, a three-meter-tall Adamantite Golem with a big waist and a round waist appeared in front of everyone. It said in a deep voice, "Transformation Fourteen has been completed, please give orders immediately." ”

Henry walked over and patted the golem's abdomen and found that it was actually solid, and he really didn't see that there was also a volume-reducing magic attached to this book. Then he said to the golem, "Follow me and keep watch for everyone." ”

"When the command is received, it will be automatically converted to a state of alert, and the detection stealth function will be turned on." After saying that, the golem's eyes glowed with a burst of magic, and he kept scanning the surroundings.

Borken looked at the dumbfounded golem with a complicated gaze, as if remembering something from the past, and it wasn't until Henry said goodbye again that he came back to his senses and waved at everyone. "Remember to come back early, I don't want to stay here for too long. Finally, I wish you all a smooth journey. ”

"Don't worry, it won't be long before I can resurrect you completely." With that, Henry waved at him and turned towards the entrance of the ruins.

Borken stood silently in place, not letting out a deep sigh until everyone was out of sight. He walked slowly to the front door, re-entered, and fell into a deep sleep.

Once on the surface, Zubosa carefully identified the direction and led everyone headlong into the dense pine forest. The thick pine needles on the ground are very soft to step on, and in the damp areas there are large patches of mushrooms. It's a pity that they don't have time to stay, otherwise it would have tasted good to gather some boiled soup.

Along the way, Bambock brazenly frightened the squirrels in the trees who were stockpiling up food for the winter. Eventually, the ranger couldn't stand it anymore, so she picked up a small rock and threw it at it, hitting it precisely on the parrot's buttocks.

"Who is it! Dare to sneak up on the great Bamberk! I'm going to give him some color and see! Acting as he spoke, he thought he was a dragon.

Zuvosa glared at it and shook the crossbow in his hand, and the parrot immediately became honest, carefully hiding behind the orc warrior, glancing at the ranger's face from time to time. Vaughn shook his head helplessly, allowing Bamberk to hide on the hilt of his sword behind him.

Just as Amy was about to laugh, a loud wolf howl suddenly sounded in the distance, followed by countless wolves in response. For a while, the whole forest was filled with the howl of wolves, and everyone became nervous, because judging by the sound, there were at least three hundred or more.

The ranger crouched down and turned over the dirt on the ground and said to everyone, "Be careful, we are about to get out of the forest." All of those cries were probably wolves, and they usually lived in the hills ahead. And where there is a wolf haunt, there must be an orc tribe, once you are entangled by them, don't think about getting out. ”

"We've killed a monster that rivals a dragon, are we still afraid of these guys?" The orc warrior shook his head disappreciatively, in his mind, these guys who win by numbers are not very strong.

Henry shook helplessly. "Orcs are not as simple as you think, and among them are not only warriors, but also priests and shamans. And the wolf runs very fast, and as long as it is targeted, it will not be long before it will be surrounded by the army. I don't want to face thousands of enemies at once, especially some of them spellcasters. ”

"It is possible to walk along the bushes, and the trees give us some necessary cover. Moreover, the wolf can't run in a place full of low trees, and even if it is discovered, it can kill it in time. Amy lowered her head and thought about it for a moment, and proposed a proposal.

Zuvosa shook his head with a wry smile. "You don't know what's in those bushes to say that. There are swarms of carnivorous ants there, and if you get close, you're guaranteed to be a white skeleton in less than a minute. (To be continued......)

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