I put the two pictures back into my portable space and continued to read. Next is the highlight. Ouye, it is a magical artifact, three magical artifacts, and three natal artifacts of my warlock.

Pain - Usalus? Reaper against the Wind, a giant sickle.

Destruction - Sargeras's scepter, a staff.

Demonic knowledge - The Skull of the Fallen, a skull and a dagger with spinal bone transformation.

These three artifacts are flooded in the game. After all, millions of lords have one hand, but if they are placed in the real world, they are definitely big killing weapons. Compared with ordinary epic equipment, they are like small pistols. When they encounter RPGs, they may also be scythes. It depends on the user's ability.

Evanson's comment on this is, damn it.

Artifacts are good things, many people dream of, but the magical artifacts are no longer listed. To be honest, the magical artifact is a profession that is particularly obsessed with power, so this profession has produced many villains, such as the famous Gul'dan and Dazu. What can be guaranteed is that no warlock can remain calm after discovering the three artifacts, but absolutely no warlock dares to hold the artifact directly in his hands. Usually, the rash ghost who dares to do this will either be directly drawn away by the artifact or burned to ashes. In a better way, you will be controlled by the artifact and become his servant. It is it that uses you, not you use it. Only those powerful enough warlock masters, who are as firm as the wall of eternal sighs, dare to say that they can fully master the three artifacts.

So, looking at the three artifacts lying in his own portable space, Evanson felt a terrible aura coming to his face. Because let alone use them, he would not dare to take them out of the portable space. If he really wanted to take them out, Usalus would instantly harvest all life within a radius of at least one kilometer nearby. Not to mention humans, he probably wouldn't even leave microorganisms. Sargeras's scepter would chisel the holes in the twisted void, shadows and evil flames, and would blow up the entire block. The Skull of the Fallen will delude the intelligent life here and make them surrender to him, and then open the portal to the demon space. If it is taken out at once, the world can make GG.

Now that you are trying these things, it is better to just throw yourself into the nuclear reactor and roll around.

He moved his attention away from those three awesome things, but it was not human-used things at all. Evanson found the last thing in his portable space, a black book. The evil and blasphemous runes on the cover of this book have a creepy soft and smooth touch. "I hope it's not human skin, and I won't peel my skin off when I read it."

Evanson muttered to identify the symbols on the cover. He found that he did not recognize any of the words on it, but he could clearly understand the meaning of it. This is a communication at the soul level. The cover is written as [Sorcerer Spell Collection].

"Well, the name is quite,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

He called out his name but didn't respond. He double-clicked the cover of the book but didn't respond. Do you want to recognize the master if you drip blood? He gritted his teeth and cut his fingers and dripped the blood on it but still didn't respond. "I, Cao, can't it be useless, what kind of benefits are this?"

"What's this guy doing?"

"He didn't know about the book?"

Just as Evanson was crazy, he heard the above conversation, and it was directly ringing in his mind. He looked at his space and found that the Fallen Skull was staring at him, and his fleshless skull seemed to have a smile, while Usalus, the huge blade, had a strange red light.

"Of course, if you think reading is troublesome, we can teach you personally, as long as,,,,,,." Before he could finish, Evanson suddenly closed the space and his voice stopped naturally. It seemed that they could not penetrate this space barrier.

"I knew, huh, I knew, huh, these things, the magic weapon of the warlock is not that simple, I almost agreed to him." After closing the space, Evanson gasped heavily, and cold sweat almost flowed from his head to his feet.

How could the magical artifacts of warlocks be simple? They are alive and they have souls. Among these three artifacts, only Sargeras's scepter has no souls, while the other two are called Sargeor during his lifetime. They were the first Ereda to study the power of demons and were Archmond's mentor.

Usalus? Reaper against the Wind, imprisoned the devil of fear who dared to think of the depravity of the Titan Sagelas challenge, Usalus' soul.

They have not only killed one master, but have come into contact with these two ten thousand-year-old pitfalls as an ordinary human being, ensuring that they will be eaten up every second. Just like just now, Evanson was entangled with some gods and ghosts who wanted to agree to their proposal to teach him magic. Just kidding them, letting them teach and drain their souls would definitely be the lightest consequence.

After this lesson, I will never communicate with these ten thousand-year-old pit masters before I become a sorcerer master. As for how good is the sorcerer master, well, I will tell you when you are at level 98.

However, the two old tricks also reminded him that books are used to read, and whether I was just a sperm. It seems that time travel novels are very harmful to me.

"Isn't this still a scam?" He opened the book and just read the catalog. Evanson threw the book hard on the ground and cursed.

Three years of casting spells, five years of simulation, and a hundred volumes of rafting in the sea of ​​questions. Let me tell you, this is to learn magic, or to learn advanced mathematics. But no matter how much you scold, you should read it. Fortunately, these things can be learned. As long as you persist in doing thirty exercises every day, you will be able to learn magic in no time. After a while, you can do the job of a warlock, deal with the demons in the twisted void, trade some knowledge and power, and kidnap one or two babies by hand.

Although I thought so, I still felt disgusted when I saw the three-year casting spells and five-year simulation questions in my hand. If I had worked so hard in my previous life, I might have been admitted to a prestigious university, obtained a high degree, and then served as CEO, became the chairman, won white, rich and beautiful women, and became a winner in life. It seems that knowledge is power, and this famous saying is not empty talk.

But it doesn't matter. If you don't work hard in your previous life, then you will work hard in this life. Moreover, this is not as simple as going to a prestigious university. This is magic, magic. Evanson thought in his mind, and he couldn't help but see [Urban xx] [xx Urban Legend]

Names such as [Best xx and x flowers].

When Evanson Yy finished, he found that it was already morning and it was breakfast time, so he was full of ambitions and opened the door and walked into a new world.

However, New World smashed him into a capital-written confusion.
Chapter completed!