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Chapter 63 Changes

"Four warlock apprentices!! Damn it!! How could there be so many monsters!!" Seeing this scene, a trace of despair flashed in Tek's eyes, he gritted his teeth, turned around and ran away.
After seeing the second commander escape, the other soldiers of the black crow turned around and left their companions and fled directly to both sides of the valley.
More than 200 fully armed warriors suffered a crushing defeat against five warlock apprentices. This is the horror of warlock apprentices in this world. It is also the reason why the warlock group is at the peak of the world's dominance, because they control the most powerful power in the world.
There were only dozens of corpses of black crow members and more than 30 black crow warriors who were stung into pig's heads by the highly poisonous bee swarm.
"Give me your life!!"
"Don't kill me!!"
"Save me, I'm willing to be your slave!"
“…”
The black crow warriors all begged loudly.
"Go to die! Go to die! Go to die!" Tux laughed fiercely, waving his sword as if he was stabbing ants to death, killing all the black crow warriors.
Yang Feng watched Tux poke the Black Crow warrior to death, frowned slightly and said nothing. They were going to the Dark Mountains, so it was impossible for them to bring these burdens. Moreover, these Black Crow warriors were also scumbags who had been wandering from other places, so they were not to be jealous of death.
Pierre dismounted and touched them one by one, touching away all the valuable things on the Black Crow Warriors.
Pierre was in a very comfortable mood and smiled: "A group of poor people have 103 gold coins on them. These military crossbows, weapons, and leather armor are relatively valuable, and they can sell about 3,000 gold coins. Each of the five of us can be divided into 600 gold coins."
Military crossbows can deal with knight-level powerful people. They are controlled strategic weapons in any country and are very expensive. Within the sphere of influence of this dark mountain range, this military crossbow will definitely not worry about selling.
Tux licked his lips and said excitedly: "It's really good, it would be great if such a fool came here a little longer."
Yang Feng looked quietly from the side, feeling a little emotional: "This is the life of those low-level warlock apprentices without backstage. For a little resources, desperately killing people and catching treasures, the income of several magic stones can make them happy. If I had not defeated the Feindero family and received huge warlock compensation, and No. 3796 had the ability to synthesize alchemy potion, I was afraid that I would have to travel around for resources like them, and it was impossible to be promoted to a third-level warlock apprentice now."
In the path of a warlock, resources are omnipotent existences. As long as there are sufficient resources, even a waste can be cultivated to become a peerless strong man. Without resources, even if you have peerless talents, you will only gradually become mediocre and eventually become a mortal.
Antalya Warlock Academy enrolls 1,000 elite students every year, but only a dozen people can be promoted to formal warlocks every year.
Many apprentices with good talents missed the age of being promoted to a formal sorcerer because they did not have enough resources, and had to spend their whole life as a third-level sorcerer apprentice.
Pierre said lightly: "Let's go!"
Yang Feng and his party immediately left here and walked towards the distance.
Ten days later, at night.
Under a cliff deep in the dark mountains, seven people stood in front of a huge underground crack, which was Yang Feng and his party.
Anne pointed to the huge underground crack, and a glimmer of excitement flashed through her beautiful eyes: "This is the entrance to the ruins of the Dark Cave. When the moonlight shines on this crack, the door to the Dark Cave will open."
Pierre and others also stared at the huge underground crack and a hint of excitement flashed in their eyes.
The Warlock Group of the Third Warlock Dynasty era is much stronger than modern times. In that era, a medium warlock group had the ability to cross planes, travel on planes, and capture powerful extraordinary creatures on the plane for research. At that time, a medium warlock group could easily destroy the six major warlock groups in the Durant subcontinent. Such a powerful warlock group could sell at a sky-high price in the Durant subcontinent as long as some well-preserved items remained slightly.
Yang Feng glanced at the huge crack, his eyes slightly raised, and said with a chuckle: "Sorry, I changed my mind. I don't want to enter the adventure now. Let's do this, you go in first. When you come out, I will trade with you with magic stones to buy what you took out from you."
Erin, who was acting ordinary along the way, suddenly changed her face and shouted loudly: "What are you talking about! Yang Feng, are you playing tricks on us?"
Annie's pretty face changed slightly, she took a few steps back, and found a piece of red crystal.
Pierre and Tuckers were also shocked in their hearts, their faces changed drastically, and they took a few steps back, stared at Yang Feng, their eyes full of badness.
Pierre thought about it, a serious look surged on his face, and glanced at Erin and Anne's two girls, and said in a deep voice: "What happened? Yang Feng, did you discover something?"
Yang Feng looked at Pierre with some appreciation and smiled slightly, "Pierre, your sense of smell is really sensitive. If you continue to listen and know too many secrets, you may die! I still appreciate you very much. If you leave now, there will be a glimmer of life. After you survive this time, you can go to the Iron City to find me, and I can make you my subordinate."
Tux stared at Yang Feng with a puzzled look, with a fierce look flashing in his eyes, and said viciously: "What are you talking about? Yang Feng, why do you want to withdraw from this exploration of the ruins? Tell me quickly!"
"Since that's the case, I'll say goodbye first." Pierre made a decision while thinking about it, gritted his teeth and bowed to Yang Feng, and carefully retreated to the way he came.
Pierre has a lot of experience in adventure and also has a very keen feeling. When he feels something is wrong, he will leave decisively. This is also an important factor in his survival from many dangerous adventures.
Erin suddenly had a pretty face twisted and screamed loudly and retreated to Pierre: "Don't leave, Pierre! Kill him, as long as you kill him. I can give you the magic model twisting force field to be promoted to the official level 1 warlock. There is also the alchemy potion that is necessary for the Centennial Tree Heart Liquid. Tux, kill him. As long as you can kill him, I can also provide you with the resources to be promoted to the level 1 warlock."
When Tux heard this, he felt aroused his heart, and he looked at Yang Feng's eyes flashing with a hint of greed. He stretched out his hand and placed it on the copper box containing the secret treasure armor behind him.
Pierre stared at Erin indifferently, and a cold murderous intent spread out from his body: "Get out of the way, I don't want to be chased by the lord of the Iron City because of this resource. Erin, I let you get out of the way, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"
Chapter completed!
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