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Lu Zhengkang muttered softly, "One buys dragon claws, and four buys knowledge. Goodbye, Bilna."

The troll turned around and pushed the door again to leave.

[Task: Coral Dragon Claw]

Explanation: I bought a dragon claw from the grocery store in Winterhold. The owner said it was related to some kind of ancient tomb. Maybe I should go and see it.

Task 1 (unfinished): Go to the peak of Yinggeer

Chapter 212 Create Elements, Complete the Assessment

Lu Zhengkang experimented with the spell of Firetongue, and said it several times to no avail.

As a rough estimate, there are four possibilities.

First, the pronunciation is incorrect. Lu Zhengkang's Norwegian spoken language is terrible.

Second, the possibility of failing to reach resonance is really great.

Third, the language is wrong and you can't use Norwegian-this is really impossible. It is written in Norwegian, and even if Lu Zhengkang uses Gaoyan, it will not help.

Fourth, Bilna's translation was wrong.

The troll person scratched his head quite a bit, and there is another possibility, that is, he must use the energy of the magical energy to make things difficult for me?

There are more methods than problems, and Lu Zhengkang returns to the tavern to study with Jonas.

Unexpectedly, the Brighton Kid succeeded once.

When Lu Zhengkang asked him how he felt, Jonas explained how successful he could not be said for a long time. In short, his fire tongue technique was highly accomplished.

Looking at the raging fire in the boy's hand, Lu Zhengkang was silent.

It is said that the people of Brighton are born poets, and the poetry reverberates in their body cavities, which can be brought into various contexts almost naturally.

Resonate mind and body when chanting.

Perhaps it is time to throw away your rationality and turn to the embrace of romanticism.

In the ideal world, sensibility often surpasses reason, and philosophical thinking is often more authoritative than theorem.

"The light world is above, annihilation is below, the elements converge, and flames breed."

Magic energy is another dimension below the world, and magic is the projection of the magic phenomenon-the transformation of light.

Use the frequency of thinking to affect the frequency of magic.

The light world is on.

The light world is the god world, the source of all possibilities.

Annihilation is below.

Annihilation is the devil world, the burial place of all possibilities.

Convergence of elements.

It is also a convergence of possibilities.

Flames breed.

Feel the flame, observe the flame, the flame is always there, flowing in the soul of life.

Pick up a piece of mana, shape, and plasticity.

Bang--

In Lu Zhengkang's eyes, the world is an ocean of tides, and he is a flat boat, swimming in the tranquility of thoughtlessness.

Can't remember the color, the shape, and only feel a certain kind of vigorous power.

The flame appeared before his eyes.

The boy looked at the little elf in awe.

The flame shaped a beautiful and elegant female body. The charred and translucent obsidian skin was covered with golden-red lava flowing from the gaps in the body. When she appeared, the fire pool in the tavern became blazing.

Although this guy is very small, he is indeed alive.

The troll created a foot-high flame element.

Lu Zhengkang kept his eyes open, still lost, the small flame element flying gracefully in the air, and his slender legs left a trail of flames, like the dance language of a swarm.

"so beautiful……"

Lu Zhengkang slowly recovered, and stared at the flame element.

The troll man tentatively stretched out his palm a little bit, and the elegant elemental spirit flew up and down in his palm.

In the future, if we can speak more, the flame element's form begins to shrink. It is because Lu Zhengkang's magic energy is not enough.

The elemental elves can't speak, but they can act in shock and trepidation, rushing like a butterfly. The next moment, Lu Zhengkang's palm flashes and the flame element disappears.

The boy's tone fell suddenly, "Sir, is she dead?"

"No."

Lu Zhengkang felt the situation in the pure land in his palm. There was a small sun in the dark void, and his mother's tears were shining like an orb.

It is the flame element that stabilizes the space-time structure of the Pure Land to a certain extent, or in other words, promotes this process.

However, due to the nature of time stagnation, except for the magic energy scattered everywhere to be lit by fire, everything else remains unaffected.

Lu Zhengkang frowned and had to learn the frost magic as soon as possible, otherwise the teardrops would really be evaporated.

"Sir, where did she go?"

"She's resting." A muffled voice came from under the black hood, muddy and dragging, as if there was some kind of cold overtones, a familiar feeling.

The boy lowered his head and shivered slightly.

"how?"

"It's nothing, sir, let's go to Falauda for an assessment."

"Alright." Lu Zhengkang intends to buy some spell books from the dark elf mage, especially the frost spell.

When leaving the room, the boss greeted him behind the counter and asked if the food was delicious.