sorcerer immortal

"Open the passage to the abyss?"

Hearing this request, Sam froze for a moment, and then looked at Adier suddenly, as if seeing a lunatic: "This is not a good idea."

"A place like the abyss is filthy and terrifying. Even the aborigines who grew up in the abyss would never want to stay in that place for long."

"You don't have to worry about this kind of thing."

Adier shook his head, quietly looking at Sham in front of him: "I just want to know, is there anything you can do to help me..."

"Of course there is a way..."

After being silent for a while, a smile suddenly appeared on Sam's face: "There are not many people who want to go to the abyss and open the passage to the abyss."

"But it just so happens that I happen to have a way to do it."

"only···"

She paused, as if reminding something: "The consumption of opening the channel is huge..."

"How many things do you need, just ask."

Looking at Sham in front of him, Adier said lightly.

"Three hundred souls, good or bad."

Glancing at Adier lightly, Sam smiled and said so.

"Is your price a bit high..."

A voice suddenly sounded, coming from behind Adier.

Behind Adil, looking at Sham sitting in front of him, Maer was wearing a black robe and a mask on his face. At this moment, the voice came out hoarse and indistinct, making it hard to hear the specific voice: "According to me As we all know, the standard price for opening the abyss channel is only one hundred ordinary people's souls."

"Not only do you want three hundred, but you also want the ultimate soul."

Hearing the sound, Sam raised her head in surprise, looked at Mar behind Adil, and then smiled: "So what?"

"In the current situation where many churches are encircling and suppressing this area, can you find the next person who will open the passage for you in a short time?"

"Moreover, compared to other people, it is always safer to trade with me."

Sam smiled, then looked at Adier: "Right."

Looking at her appearance, Mal shook his head, and wanted to continue speaking, but Adiel stopped him with his hand.

Standing where he was, Adier was too lazy to talk nonsense, and just threw a crystal from his arms.

The crystal is pure black, and it looks as beautiful as a pure black gemstone, filled with pure black like ink.

On the crystal, following the gaze, countless faces appeared faintly, howling and howling in pain.

"Two hundred marks of the villain's soul, and the remaining one hundred, I will give it to you in two days."

Looking at Sham in front of him, Adier said lightly: "Is there any problem?"

"Of course, that's fair, isn't it?"

Sam shrugged, looked at the black crystal in front of her and kissed lightly, with a satisfied expression on her face.

After a while, she looked at Adil and Mar in front of her, and after thinking for a while, she said, "I need two days to prepare, you guys can come back here in two days."

"it is good."

Adier nodded, without asking any further questions, he turned around with Mar and walked outside.

Seeing his figure leave, Sam sat on the same spot, watching his leaving figure, the smile on his face became even brighter.

"My lord, we have to be careful."

Walking out of the tavern, the vague sense of peeping and oppression disappeared immediately. Maer breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Adil in front of him, and then persuaded: "The residents from the abyss can't be trusted. With women, we have to be careful."

"I know." Adier nodded, then turned to look at the tavern not far behind him: "I will be careful."

"Don't worry, even if this woman messes with her, I have a way to come back. I will lose a little stuff at most, and there won't be too much danger."

"It's the place just now, did you see it clearly?"

Looking at Mar beside him, he continued to ask.

"No."

Mal shook his head: "This tavern brings me a great sense of oppression. Inside, most of my abilities are out of order, suppressed by the power contained in it, and I can't see much."

"However, I can vaguely feel that the body of this tavern may be a powerful artifact."

Chapter 636 Weird

"Artifact?"

Adier's expression froze, a little unexpected for this guess.

"Yes, artifact..."

Maer's face was also a little dignified. She turned around and looked at the Wind's Nest Tavern not far away, with some palpitations in her eyes: "In that tavern, I felt a powerful suppression of divine power and a mighty will. Absolutely Belonging to the gods..."

"That will is still in a deep sleep, but just a little bit of majesty leaked out, making the power of fate in my hands immobile, and I can't see anything."

Speaking of this, she had a wry smile on her face, and then said: "This tavern is probably also arranged by a god. If possible, try to keep contact with this tavern as little as possible in the future."

"I understand." Adier's frowning brow eased, and he nodded his head at Mal, expressing his understanding.

Before leaving, he looked at the tavern in the distance for the last time, and then took Maer away, walking in the direction he came from.

Time passed bit by bit, in the silence, and soon half a month passed.

One morning, just as Adier got up and was about to pick up his sword and go out to practice, he received a message from the palace.

"Is it the news from Prince Gruul?"

Looking at the attendant in front of him, Adier showed a surprised expression on his face.

"Yes."

In front of him, a young attendant was half-kneeling, looking at Adier respectfully at this moment, and said: "It was a letter written by Prince Gruer himself last night, and he personally asked me to hand over this letter to into your hands."

Hearing this, Adier nodded, didn't say much, opened the letter wrapped in oiled paper in front of the attendant, and read it.

"The battle in the south is rolling up again. Two days ago, I received news from the Carlo area in the south that Duke Nesser has already set off at this moment and is heading north at this moment."