Versatile Mage

Chapter 1492: No Night Evening Evening Evening Eve in Exotic Homeland

Snake Scorpion Monsters and Snake Scorpion Witches can't be fearless, and after seeing Movan massacre them like this, those much later Snake Scorpion creatures have lost the courage to move on.

Their grades are generally not very high, it is obvious that the number of them does not necessarily determine anything in front of this human being, and one of the brunette snake scorpion witches began to make a sharp noise indicating that all the snake scorpion monsters had begun to evacuate!

Movan was so upset when he saw the Snake Scorpion troops begin to scatter and run away. They are all his own wealth. How can you say run and run!

“Shadow Pear Spike! ”

The Dark Devil's Tank continues, with countless fine pear spikes flying out, such as a storm of horizontal dancing, crucified madly on the runaway Snake Scorpion Monsters.

These pear pricks all have the effect of confinement, where the crucified snake scorpion is stuck, immobile, and the Sick Wolf and Xiao Yanxi immediately follow, harvesting their lives like Reapers.

In the Dark Demon Tank area, Mofan's giant nails are also quite powerful, and the storm prick traps a large group of snake scorpion monsters and snake scorpion witches to death.

More spirits and spirits flew to Movan. Although these Snake Monsters and Snake Scorpion Witches are not of high rank, their spiritual value is clearly higher than that of ordinary demons because they have been dealing with dead spirits for many years, and their spiritual spirits are of much higher quality!

A large number of leftovers fly into the submerged river, the whole of which is filled with lamps of darkness, dense and spectacular. These fluttering leftovers are constantly quenched by the little mud and quenched into a complete essence!

Now that Movan doesn't really need the slave level essence, after the little mud falls down to quench the slave level essence, Movan allows the little mud to continue to quench and quench the slave level essence into the war level essence, which ensures that Movan gets more war level essence.

Movan feels that it is best to keep his summoning armies at the level of war generals, so that when they collide, they can produce even more astonishing destructive power. As for the slave class... Movan feels that it is not very effective, and that the large number of slave classes can indeed pose an endless threat of consumption to the higher classes of organisms, but why not pursue it highly if you want to build your summoning armies?

The Pluto factory in Xiaomuxiao is called a water-line job. Mofan's slaughtered snake scorpion monster instantly turned into an essence. A total of 31 pieces. Three of them were not quenched, but flowed directly from those snake scorpion monsters. This essence can be used to sell money. Given the urgent need to summon the army to buy horses, Movan thought it would be wonderful to eat them directly for the Magic Ring.

Luckily, in killing a snake scorpion witch killed by Xiao Yanxi, there was also a war-general-level elite, while other snake scorpion witches' souls were eventually refined by Xiao Muxi, resulting in a total of 2.

Thirty-one Servant Essence can be quenched into about 6 General Essence, plus the first 3, for a total of 9!

Unfortunately, nearly half of Snake Scorpion's troops escaped without giving Movan the chance to continue killing, or more.

A total of nine war general-level elites, Movan fed all the magic rings. You can see the nine semi-circular rings flashing rapidly over Movan's fingers, then disappearing. The magic rings also quickly hid the glow and disappeared into Movan's hands.

“9 War General Essence???” Bran's concubine saw the light shining and her face was amazing.

Movan realized that he was doing something too obvious and quickly explained: “I had 6 before, and I was very lucky and got 3... hey! ”

While some expensive soul-gathering vessels do have the same quenching power as small mud falls, their conversion efficiency is quite low, with an estimated collection of nearly 500 more souls to be converted into an essence. Few magicians in the world are capable of killing 500 demons in a short period of time.

Movan still doesn't intend to let anyone know about the magical power of the tiny mud.

“Oh, oh, I thought your soul-gathering vessel was so powerful...” Nor did the concubine Bran doubt it.

The concubine Blanc couldn't doubt that she didn't think there was such a powerful soul-gathering vessel in the world.

“Give them a run, or they'll reap more today.” Movan sighed at the snake scorpion monsters and snake scorpion witches who ran away.

“Movan, I'm sending you something that hopes to empower you and not want you to go on killing these demons deliberately in order to get the number of summonses, so you can be in danger.” Bran's concubine looked at Movan and worried.

“Don't worry, don't worry, I'm not crazy, how can I be okay with killing demons to kill?” Movan said.

The concubine Bran did not believe Movan's words. From the state of battle Movan had just had, he had more than once joined the demons and killed them in darkness...

After nine battles feed the Primal Essence, the number of Movan's Summoning Gates becomes 53!

43 white wolves, 10 white wolves!

Movan intends to grow the number of white wolves, who dares to find trouble with himself, open the gate directly to the White Wolf army and make him doubt his life from now on!

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Movan and Bran's concubine left the dead woods, a battle came down, Movan was also a little tired, the magic was consuming a lot, their real destination was Cairo, when the battle in Cairo was over, they had to rush there, then they had to be well nourished.

Shortly after they left, an officer riding a desert armored animal led a team of military magicians who arrived in a hurry.

“Didn't you say there were a bunch of Snake Scorpion Monsters attacking here? Why didn't they move at all?” The officer turned his head and questioned.

“My subordinates do get the news…” It would also be very embarrassing to scold, I don't know how to explain it.

“Sir, there was a battle ahead, a lot of dead bodies.” A military magistrate stepped on the wind to report on the situation ahead.

Officers immediately steered the desert armored beast towards it, and the other magicians quickly followed. Thought many of the bodies reported were scattered among the dead trees, but did not expect that the dead trees were covered with debris. There were countless snake monsters and snake scorpion witches dying here!

“How come there are thousands too??? ”

“There should be, how did they all die?? ”

“Sir, there are traces of flames and dark magic… it is a magician, it should be a magician sitting here in town, wiping them all out before we know it! ”

“I'm afraid it's a superior magician who would have killed so many snake scorpion monsters in such a short time. ”

“My subordinates came from the direction of the city and saw two young men and women coming out of it, wondering if it was them.” A captain said.

“It shouldn't be them, they're too young. ”

“Great, avoiding a fight, our frontline pressure will be much less. ”

“Yeah, if we could have one more such strong magician on the front line, we wouldn't have to work so hard! ”

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After returning to New Sioux City, Movan was hungry, and fighting was a drain on his health.

So Movana walked around the city with Bran's concubine, looking for a night snack, and tasted the Egyptian night snack as well.

Unfortunately, not all countries in the world, like China, are able to find a store that opens 24 hours a day, and after a long walk, Movan has not found a night snack shop other than a 24-hour convenience store.

Movan was never able to run to the bar to eat and went back to the hotel hungry.

“Or I'll do it for you. Convenience store ingredients, though not fresh, are better than your hunger.” Bran concubine said.

“Forget it, I actually want to eat meat.” Movan laughed.

Bran's concubine was a vegetarian, and all she made was vegetarian soup except green vegetables, and Movan's diet at the Alpine Academy was absolutely insane.

To be honest, in front of a bunch of beautiful women and a bunch of delicious food, Movan felt he would choose to eat. BBQ, hot pot, small lobster, large platter, skewers, spicy incense pan, salted skinned shrimp... I don't know how foreigners can live so long without these late supper dishes?

Movan bought some bread and ate the thief's bad bread. He couldn't help but miss Shanghai more and more, and he kept talking.

The concubine, Bran, who could cite in a single breath those foods that had never been heard of, was merely a night snack, began to wonder: "Is there so much food in your country? ”

“Have a chance to take you to try it. When you get to China, what vegetarianism will you throw behind your head... Oh, oh, there are actually super many ways to cook like vegetarianism, never cook like you, or make soup!!” Movan said.

In the beginning, Movan bought the Duchess Irene directly with a spicy little lobster... Damn, Pudong was submerged, and that particularly flavorful little lobster was completely gone, exotic, without food and belly filling, Movan's inner heart rose a little stronger to kill the sea monster | Light rage, or else she would take Bran's concubine there herself, let her taste the spicy flavor, minutes of heartfelt anger, minutes of good feeling surge, where do you need anything | medicine, easy home run.

Brenner's concubine didn't go to many countries, she would go out to practice once a year in earlier years, and even less later, and many city common sense didn't update much, saying that she was a young nun of the monastery.

Movan also didn't understand why she had to stay in that semi-enclosed Alpine environment for a long time, knowing she had the power to scold the wind clouds, or was there a special reason?

Speaking of which, having known Bran's concubine for so long, Movan doesn't even know what she is, and she never seems to have mentioned it.

A man can possess such a powerful cultivation, it can never be plain buried and painstakingly cultivated, and Movan begins to be curious about Bran's concubine.