Is this man a magician? Is this man really a magician?

The little fat man with golden light stood beside him, and he was stunned when he looked at Nie Yi.

This knife can weigh the weight of an adult man. To be honest, he can hold it barely, but holding it doesn't mean it can be used. He can't even lift the knife handle with both hands, let alone wave it with one hand.

But what about the person in front of him... he waved the knife in one hand!

Nie Yi is tall and strong in Taoyuan safety zone, and his body is hard and full of muscles, but it is probably a matter of race. His muscles are very well-proportioned, and there is no such thing as a large muscle bulge on his arms. Yeer's soldiers have very big muscles, and their arms are thick enough to catch up with Qi Jingchen's thighs.

So Nie Yi is really not like a warrior at all. After wearing the magic robe, he looks even thinner than many magicians - there are quite a few magicians who are as fat as the fat man in front of him!

Now, such a person wearing a dark red magic robe who looks like he has no muscle at all, is swinging his knife!

The waiter tried to lift the knife next to him, and found that he could only lift it a little bit, and then put it down again with a expressionless face.

"You are so awesome!" The little fat man looked at Nie Yi with admiration. If he had the strength, he could use this big sword to break into the battlefield of God! He would never have lost food to himself.

"Do you sell it?" Nie Yi asked again. After trying the knife with his own hands, he was even more satisfied with it. Although he didn't know much about Yere, he had seen those magic weapons, and the degree of strength was just that. As for this knife, it was mass-produced... For a person who had lived in the end of the world for more than ten years, this was nothing.

Moreover, he might be able to buy some weapons for his men...

Although Qi Jingchen quickly got used to the way to release magic here, both him and the others were a little uncomfortable.

"Sell!" the little fat man said hurriedly, and then said, "There is no need to have 1,500 gold coins, just give me 1,000 gold coins!"

"Okay!" Nie Yi was willing to buy things cheaper. He flipped through his space ring and finally took out a bag.

The bag was filled with a thousand gold coins, and he handed it to the fat man.

The fat man held the bag and then almost fell forward because the bag was too heavy - the amount of a single gold coin was not heavy, but the amount of a thousand gold coins...

However, the gold coin was lighter than the knife. The fat man hugged the bag containing the gold coin, then took out two of them and threw them to the two people who helped him fight the knife. He said generously: "Buy wine for you."

The two of them were ordinary people, and a gold coin was definitely a huge sum of money for them. They left with great gratitude and smiled even more when they got outside.

There are no ordinary people near the battlefield of Gods. They are actually from far away and want to work here to make some money, and the money here is indeed easier to make - they just helped to lift a knife, and they can actually get a tip for each person and one gold coin!

But those magicians and warriors are really rich, and they can spend a few gold coins for a meal...

These two ordinary people just lamented the fat man's generosity, but Qi Jingchen glanced around the fat man up and down.

This little fat man was very generous when he gave money. Judging from his appearance, he knew that his identity would not be simple.

"Brother, thank you, I'll treat you to dinner! Is it good to go to the restaurant where the Shengzi had eaten? I heard that the food there tasted very good!" The little fat man said to Nie Yi.

"No need." Nie Yi refused directly, and then looked at the waiter: "How many such knives do you have here?"

"Young master, you still want it? There are twenty-six people in our warehouse."

"Can you sell one thousand gold coins in one hand?" Nie Yi asked.

The waiter suddenly cried and said, "Young Master, the price of this knife we ​​purchased is far more than a thousand gold coins..."

"If you sell it, I will ask for it all." Nie Yi said again.

The waiter gritted his teeth and finally said, "Sell!" The purchase price of this knife is indeed not cheap, but it is meaningless to be sold in the warehouse. It is better to sell it at a low price, and at least you can recycle some capital.

Nie Yi finally bought more than twenty knives with two five-star monster cores, and then put them all into his space ring, leaving only the one that the fat man bought for him on his back.

Since he chose such a weapon for himself, he naturally had to get used to it.

After they left the magic tool shop, they walked towards the mercenary union. After a few steps, they saw the fat man carrying a bag of gold coins following him.

"What are you doing with us?" Nie Yi looked at the fat man with a cold face.

"Brother, just let me follow..." The little fat man looked at Nie Yi with a flattering face: "If I leave alone, I might be snatched again..."

"Oh?" Nie Yi asked.

Seeing Nie Yi’s confusion, the little fat man said immediately: “What I said is true. I have been snatched twice!”

"..." This person is so lucky!

"The first time they smashed me out and snatched my things. Later, I finally sold my shoes and exchanged them for two thousand gold coins. Although I bought a knife, there was still 1,500 left. As a result, someone came out from somewhere and snatched me the bag of gold coins." The fat man was very sad when he spoke. He was embarrassed to retreat. He had never done such a thing in his life, but he was so hungry that he couldn't stand it...

"Let's find a place to eat." After the little fat man complained, he immediately said that he really wanted to eat now!

"We are going to the Mercenary Union." Nie Yi said.

"The Mercenary Union also has something to eat, let's go there to eat!" The fat man's eyes suddenly lit up.

Nie Yi knew how uncomfortable it was to go hungry, and he didn't hate this little fat man, so he followed him. Not long after, they arrived at the place where the Mercenary Union was.

As the fat man said, the mercenary union does sell food. There is a large waiting area outside the mercenary union. Those who come to the mercenary union to hand in tasks or wait to take on tasks often sit wherever they drink. Later, meat is started to be provided here, and some mercenaries simply eat here.

It was very lively, and there were many mercenaries shouting at the door, gathering to escort a caravan.

These mercenaries are basically middle and low-level warriors, and a few are high-level warriors and magicians. It can be seen that the status of magicians of the same level is obviously much higher.

Although Roots and others are all intermediate magicians, they are still quite large after all, and it is already very eye-catching to appear here.

The territory of the Mercenary Union is still very safe. At least the Mercenary Union will never allow anyone to rob here. The little fat man cheered excitedly, sat down on an empty table, and then shouted: "Give me two flame chickens! A big glass of rye wine!"

Nie Yi and others met the little fat man by chance. When they saw him find a place to eat, they walked in.

"Are you here to take on the task or to hand over the task?" As soon as they entered, a very beautiful young woman walked up.

This is a very beautiful woman, but none of them looked at her more... The girl was wearing the medal of a five-star warrior, her body was full of muscles, her arms were thicker than Nie Yi's, and she was just a Vajra Barbie...

Many soldiers were showing their gratitude to her, but the aesthetics of Rotz and others were obviously not like this. As for Nie Yi and Qi Jingchen... Nie Yi would not look at random, but if Qi Jingchen looked at random, he would turn on the air conditioner.

"We are here to hand in the mission." Nie Yi said.

"Which task is it?" asked the young woman.

Nie Yi was not sure about the process of handing in the mission. He glanced at Roots, and Roots immediately stepped forward and said, "We are going to hand over the mission to kill Botren!"

"A full-range A-level mission?" The young woman was shocked. Most of the tasks of the mercenary centimeters were based on the region. For example, their mission was near the battlefield of God, so the tasks released were basically related to the battlefield of God. These were local tasks, and they could only accept or hand over the tasks here.

But in addition to local tasks, there are also some tasks that are above local tasks, that is, tasks in the full range. As long as these tasks are completed, tasks can be handed in any place in the Mercenary Union.

Botren is a magician. His mission bounty is very high, with tens of millions of gold coins and many magic cores and magical tools, which has become a full-range task. Now, not only can you see this task at any Mercenary Union's business point and ask for various information about Botren for free, but you can also hand in the mission.

This task has been in the Mercenary Union for several years, and no one has completed it before. So now someone has suddenly come to hand in the task. The young woman is naturally a little surprised. She was slightly stunned and finally said, "Please wait, I will find our branch president immediately."

The young girl said to the people around her and someone left immediately. At this moment, someone suddenly said, "Kill Botren? Roots, you said you completed the task of killing Botren? Are you crazy?"

The person who spoke was a magician wearing a level seven medal. Judging from the color of his medal, he was a wind-type magician like Roots.

He stood there and looked at Roots with sarcasm in his eyes: "Rots, do you know what the consequences of cheating the mercenary union and taking the mission?"

"Is I accused the mission?" Roots immediately sneered after seeing the man: "You are really capable and can just accuse others of falsely taking the mission."

"What's the matter if you didn't take the mission? Roots, don't tell me that you really killed Botren. You are an intermediate magician. Can you still kill the magician?" the man said.

"When did I say that I killed Botren? I really can't kill Botren, but we, Mr. Nie, killed him!" Roots raised his head and had made up his mind to hug his thighs. Now he was full of pride when he talked about Nie Yi.

"This one beside you? A warrior?" The man looked at Nie Yi, his eyes full of contempt: "Just a warrior who bought a big sword that cannot be sold in the old Pierre store. Do you think you put a magic robe on him and he is a magician?"

This man had an old grudge with Roots, so he spoke sarcastic. Nie Yi and Qi Jingchen... After seeing the knife Nie Yi was carrying, he no longer took these two people seriously.

Those who have been in the Battle of God for a long time know that Old Pier has bought a batch of unsold goods before, and they even went to see the knife.

The knife was heavier than him. Nie Yi could carry it so easily. He would definitely not believe that Nie Yi was not a soldier.

When the man started talking to Roots, although there were people around him watching the fun, they were just watching the fun. But now he pointed out the ins and outs of the knife Nie Yi was carrying, and many people believed him, and even looked at Roots and others with amusement, wanting to know what the outcome of this person who planned to mistake the mission would be.

"Mr. Nie is a powerful magician!" Roots wanted to say something. After the young woman who received them talked to the people around her, she suddenly said: "Our branch president is on the way here. You can hand over the task items to us now."

"Task items?" Nie Yi looked at Roots again.

Roots no longer cared about talking to his enemies, and immediately said to Nie Yi: "Mr. Nie, we need to provide evidence that we killed Botlen."

Nie Yi heard Roots mention this matter. Roots wanted him to leave Botren's body at that time, but he really did not like to put a corpse in his own space, so he did not leave it, but left some of Botren's personal belongings.

Now, Nie Yi took out all those things directly, including Botren's magic wand, the love of Ice and Snow.

The magic robes worn by Botren are actually not visible to ordinary people, but the love of Ice and Snow is different! As soon as this magic wand filled with the smell of Ice and Snow was taken out, people nearby couldn't help but hold their breath.

"That's the Love of Ice and Snow, Botren's magic wand!"

"They can actually take out the love of ice and snow. Could it be that they really killed Botren?"

"No way? Botren is a magician, and he is a magician who has experienced many battles. How could he be killed by those unknown people?"

"But Bortren hasn't appeared for a long time."

...

"Love of Ice and Snow?" The person who provoked Roots was shocked, and immediately said: "It's not that Botren had an accident. You have good luck picking up this thing? According to the regulations, this cannot be considered as killing Botren! You can't get the mission!" More than 10 million gold coins and many magic cores! How could he watch his enemy get it?

As soon as this person said, he attracted many people's approval. The bounty to kill Botrun was too generous, and they couldn't help but be jealous: "Yes, Botrun is a magician, how could several intermediate magicians kill him?"

"These people were so lucky that they could find Botren's body."

"But they are too greedy. They are not satisfied with picking up Botren's things, and they are still thinking about getting the mission..."

...

According to the regulations of the mercenary union, if the task of "killing xxx" is killed, it is natural to die, then the person who found his body cannot come to receive the task, or can only get a little, and the remaining bounties will become the property of the mercenary union.

The man said this now, but he was actually a little uneasy and kind, which obviously gave the mercenary union a reason to greed for this bounty.

Roots saw this, Nie Yi and Qi Jingchen also guessed something, and the young woman in charge of receiving them flashed.
To be continued...