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Chapter 447: Wangcheng Cemetery (Part 2)

Chapter 447: Royal City Cemetery (Part 2)

Without hesitation, Salin stepped out of the magic tower of the divine tree, and a water-patterned shield was supported on the surface of his body, and floated in the water, facing the tall illusory figure.

Seeing Salin walking out without hesitation, the facial features on the illusory figure's face suddenly became clear, revealing a look of surprise.

"I'm very brave. Do you know if I can pinch you to death with my hand?"

"I'm inside, you just have some effort to kill me. You have many ways to do it." Salin answered honestly. He had already told him his identity and what he wanted to do. If this illusory figure was a fragment of the soul left by ancient humans at that time, he would definitely hate the gods, and of course it would be unlikely that he would directly hurt himself.

Just now, his magic tower of the divine tree had received a powerful attack. The footprint on it told Salin that the remaining soul fragments in the cemetery could not be offended, and they were even less capable of enemies.

"Sweet words are useless. Master, you have not fallen, why is the favor of the gods remaining in your left hand?" The illusory figure suddenly roared.

Salin said calmly: "I was a first-level wizard a few years ago. It was because of this power that I lived to this day. This power was left by the natural gods. I have not heard of any battles between ancient humans and the natural gods."

The illusory figure suddenly took action and pointed out Salin's water-width shield with one finger. His illusory fingertips passed Salin's left hand. Salin felt that his left hand was extremely painful. Even he, who was used to the badge training, couldn't help but snorkeling.

On Salin's left hand, the dry skin moistened quickly, and the flesh and blood were instantly full, but the bones inside were pulled away and replaced with bones condensed by water elements. Salin's left hand of the god was directly taken away by this illusory shadow and would never grow any life force.

Salin's face did not change his expression, and he was also very concerned about this left hand. He didn't know whether his whole body would slowly be eroded by his left hand and become a monster created by a god.

"Ye? Are you not angry? I took away your capital to save your life." The illusory figure changed his expression in a blink of an eye. On his finger was a tender green leaf. The power of life on this leaf was very powerful, and even made Salin think that it was an independent creature, not a leaf.

"Anyway, this power is not obtained from my cultivation. It will only be an obstacle to my future, and it will be better if it is gone." Salin replied calmly.

"I'm asking you, why aren't you angry?"

"Is it meaningful to be angry with an ant and a dragon?" Salin looked up and looked at the illusory figure.

"Giant Dragon? Haha, you compare me to a giant dragon, it's an insult!" The illusory figure laughed arrogantly. Salin didn't feel disgusted at all. This guy has the capital to be arrogant.

"The dragon is already a powerful existence in the Meers Continent." Salin replied calmly, not knowing what the guy in front of him was going to do. After his water-stitched shield was pierced, the fingers of the illusory figure were pulled back, leaving only a small bubble wrapping his head.

"If you have the same power as me, will you say that?" The man seemed to be teasing Salin, and reached out to put Salinto in his palm and put it in front of him to observe. Salin had the urge to shoot him with the Eye of Lightning, but considering that the other party's level might exceed his imagination, Salin still resisted the impulse.

According to reliable magic formulas, the ant poison of one trillion ants can kill a giant dragon. Then you must burst out with one trillion times of power to kill the phantom on the other side.

In the past, Salin didn't believe this statement, but now he believes it, because the division of power level is related to rules. When the rules mastered by the other party is above you, your power is in vain even if it is a hundred times larger than the other party. His own thunder and lightning rules may be of high level. The problem is that he has not fully mastered it at all, and he has not even mastered one percent. Such power cannot kill a fragment of the soul of an ancient human.

Unless your power reaches a qualitative change, you can cross the level of the rules and kill higher-level opponents. Or, use your family badge, an offensive equipment that does not require user-level.

"No, if I had strong power, you wouldn't do this to me." Salin stood on his illusory palm, feeling the hard earth under his feet. He even felt the rich earth elements surging up under his feet.

"I am a smart little wizard and very brave. So what are you going to do next?"

"What are you talking about with him? Take it all!" A voice came out from the nearby tombstone, scaring Salin. He suddenly felt a little stupid. Since the gap was so big, how could these people take into account their feelings? But he couldn't escape. This is almost the center of the cemetery, right? In the magic tower, the Elemental Eye could not see the end of the cemetery.

"Nonsense, haven't you heard him say that this continent has weakened its power to the extreme? Some of the astrologers still have to believe it. If you kill him, we may never be able to resurrect and leave!" The guy who was dragging Salin roared.

"It's the Meers continent!" Salin reminded the guy in front of him.

"Mels continent?"

"Mels..."

"Mels!"

The cemetery suddenly became noisy, and Salin was inexplicably surprised. These people had never even heard of Goddess Meles. Was they born before Goddess Meles appeared?

"That guy Mels finally couldn't stand the temptation and became a god?"

"What a pity, what a cute little girl!"

"She's not young anymore!"

"The breasts are very small!"

There was a noise in the cemetery, and there were countless sounds made in the tombstones at the same time. Salin felt dizzy, and was shocked by the power of this sound wave. These guys obviously knew Goddess Meles, but they didn't know that she was a god.

Become a god? Can humans really become gods?

Salin remembered the agreement between Farka and himself. It seemed that the guy really wanted to become a god and replace the faith of the Lord of Glory in this plane.

"Tell me your name, little mage." The guy in front of Salin waved his hand, and the noise around him disappeared. It seemed that this guy had a higher status and no one argued with him.

"Sarin Metatlin."

"Haha, a man named Metatriline, maybe he is really a descendant of a king." A sharp voice came from a nearby tombstone.

"Shut up, Metatriline is a huge surname and beggar. Well, Salin, we want this magic tower of yours, do you give it?"

"If I don't give it, will you rob it?"

"No, but you should never leave here." The huge phantom in front of him told Salin very directly his decision.

"Didn't you say that you want to kill me, you guys..."

"Who said I want to kill you? Besides, if you can get your magic tower, we have hope. Didn't you say this is Meles's thing? We are very familiar with it and can't be considered a robbery."

"Then what can I get?" Salin asked back. He knew that if the other party wanted to rob, he had no choice. The other party could wait for him to die and then take the magic of the divine tree for himself. In this case, it would be better to ask him what benefits he had. Anyway, for him, whatever these guys gave him and took them out would be something that shocked the mainland.

"You? If you give me this magic tower, you can take anything except our bones in this cemetery! We don't have many burial objects." Salin hesitated when the huge phantom said.

"Salin, the things we buried with are very ordinary, but the tombstone contains records of our cultivation. When people in this city come to pay tribute, some gadgets will be left behind. If the power outside really declines as you said, these gadgets will be enough for you to use for the time being."

"There is only one trouble. I can't give you the core of this magic tower." Salin heard that the other party was so easy to talk to, so he continued to negotiate the conditions. The core of the Sky City was too important, and he planned to use it to create a flying magic tower in the future. Without this, he would not be able to refine it even if he advanced.

"It seems to be the mechanical core of Sky City, and there is no Sky Heart. Oh, you really are, what's the use of this thing left to you?"

"I want to create a magic tower that can fly," Salin insisted.

The huge phantom frowned. Although he was not satisfied with Salin's answer, he still spoke: "Let everyone inside come out first."

Salin had to activate the magic tower and let Neris and the Winged Skeleton leave. At the same time, there were twenty-four ancient warriors.

"Sarin, these soldiers are good, well, demons, and undead. Although you are of a low level, you look like a king. Who? Where is the Grand Master? Come out and help Sain to refine a magic tower, which can fly!"

The huge phantom placed Salin on the ground, stretched out his hands and penetrated into the magic tower of the divine tree, digging out the mechanical core of the Sky City.

In a white tombstone in the distance, an illusory figure in a magic robe walked out and said dissatisfiedly: "Let me, the great master, refine a magic tower for a little mage? Are you having a problem with your mind?"

"Little wizard? Salin can also be called a strong man on the continent now, just like we did in the past."

"Poor mage, do you have level ten?" the grandmaster said mocking Salin.

"Mages must learn to respect each other." Salin said angrily. He knew that dealing with mages cannot communicate like ordinary people. Only by using mage language will the other party recognize you.

"You don't even have level ten, and you still respect it!" The Grand Master laughed. He deliberately made his face clear, and squatted down and poked Salin with his magic wand.

Salin didn't hide, he couldn't hide at all. He just said, "I saw a sentence in a magic note - when you haven't reached level 24, you have no right to laugh at others. Mr. Grandmaster, have you reached level 24?"
Chapter completed!
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