Grandmaster Hunter of Age of Mythology

Kashin found that there were so many magic items that he had never seen before. He knew very well that in the magic world, good things are often simple and plain, and those magic items with dazzling appearance are sometimes flashy and impractical.

He continued to rummage in his bag and found a month's worth of food and water. It was not luxurious, but it was enough to ensure his physical needs.

There is also a batch of high-level magic potions, which are very valuable, and the supplies provided are very sufficient.

Next came the map, diving suit, and underwater breathing potion. This map was similar to the one you bought last time for the assassin's stronghold.

Before Kashen set out, he knew that his destination was the World of Warcraft Forest, so he brought the assassin's stronghold escape map he bought last time. After comparing them, he found that the location matched.

This assassin's organization is a master at drawing maps, and their maps are very precise. Last time, Blainey praised them highly. Although they are not as mysterious as magic maps, they are very accurately marked, which is even better than magic maps.

So Kashin collected these maps as a hobby. They were also the proof of his battles and would be of interest to him when he recalled his life in the future.

The leader had thought deeply and carefully about this operation. Not only that, he also specially prepared 200 standard alchemical arrowheads, which were fine products carefully crafted by craftsmen.

However, what the leader did not expect was that Kashin was not using ordinary standard arrowheads, but his own unique arrowheads.

"Alas, these two hundred-pound standard arrows are too bad to be equipped with a good bow to match them. It's really a pity! But since I have brought them, I will take them with me.

Maybe at a critical moment, we can seize a powerful bow, which can be put to use, and it is better than dealing with it empty-handed. Besides, these are alchemical arrows after all, and their accuracy is trustworthy..." He muttered to himself while carefully inspecting these precious arrowheads.

At the same time, Kashin was packing his own luggage. When he tried to integrate the new package with the backpack he was carrying, he was shocked to find that the two were completely incompatible.

Looking at the situation in front of him, Kashin couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, secretly regretting why he hadn't considered this problem beforehand. Helplessly, he could only grit his teeth and reluctantly throw one of the backpacks back into the space bag where it was originally stored.

After spending more than an hour integrating the supplies from the two backpacks into a new animal hide space bag, Kashen finally breathed a sigh of relief and leaned against a tree trunk to rest.

He opened the jar of wine and said to himself with a smile: "I haven't touched a drop of wine since the mission, but I can drink a sip today!" He took out a bag of Sheldon military rations and ate it with relish.

As for what materials to take, the leader did not mention anything, and there was not a single word about it in the backpack.

After Kashin had a good meal and a good drink, he studied the map. The scene of Blainey teaching him map knowledge was still fresh in his mind...

She was afraid that I couldn't understand the map, so she spared no effort to explain the knowledge. She explained the escape map several times, and I understood it clearly at that time, so it was not difficult to reverse the process this time.

What materials should I get from the Warcraft Forest? This troubled Kashen...

In this way, Kashin spent the night here. Having nothing to do that day, he fell into deep meditation. In fact, it was a very rare and peaceful night.

Since coming to the civilized world, the comfort of a night in the wild has become a luxury.

There is no fame, wealth, or love or hate here. Everything returns to the embrace of nature, and one becomes carefree and calm.

In the mountains, people yearn for the prosperity of the city, but in the city, they yearn for the relaxation and nature of the wilderness. People definitely have schizophrenia. In fact, each has its own good and bad. Only by going with the flow can one be calm and at ease.

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At noon, an old man appeared at the altar. He was not from Vitata, as he was wearing a robe. Kashin would be alert when there was any movement at the altar, and would hide behind a tree and observe silently:

Such an old magician. He was thin and hunchbacked, his thin figure seemed to be cut by the sharp blade of time, and his slightly hunched back made him look old.

His face was like an ancient parchment scroll, covered with deep wrinkles, and every line seemed to be engraved with the traces of time.

The sparse white hair was scattered on his head like silver threads. Although his eyes were shrouded in the mist of time, they occasionally flashed a brilliant light...

Although his body was deteriorating day by day, his spirit was as strong as steel. His thin and slightly hunched figure was like the last rays of the setting sun, beautiful and brilliant, but inevitably fading away.

"Warrior Kashen, please come out and meet me! I am the one ordered to send you to the Kingdom of Kaiki." A loud voice suddenly sounded, breaking the tranquility of this silent place.

This is a place rarely visited by people, hiding the mysterious teleportation array of the Demon Association. Those who can come here are definitely not just here for sightseeing, they must have important missions or special abilities.

Kashin knew this in his heart, so he didn't need to be too cautious. After hearing the call, he slowly walked out from behind the tree where he was hiding, and performed a standard disciple's salute to the source of the voice.

The old magician finally saw Kashin, who was less than ten meters away from him, and was shocked for a moment.

With his magical perception, he had not detected any trace of this person's presence or existence before. It seemed that this ordinary young man in front of him did have some real skills.

The old magician stepped down from the altar, looking Kashin up and down, and asked, "Apart from you, are there any other people here?"

"Senior, I am the only one here this time. Let's set off without further ado!" Kashin replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"What? You are the only one here? How is this possible... Are you kidding me?" The old magician couldn't help but shake his head upon hearing this, an expression of disbelief on his face.

You know, this mission is not easy, and it is almost impossible to complete it by one person. However, Kashin, who was standing in front of him, was so calm and composed that the old magician fell into deep doubt for a while.

Kashin said calmly: "Juniors are used to fighting alone and don't like being in a crowd. It's easy to expose their targets. Please don't doubt the abilities of juniors."

The old man stretched his slightly hunched back a little: "Okay! There is still time. Help me sit by the tree for a while. It's too hot today and I can't stand it!"

Kashin helped his senior out of the altar and said gently: "Would you bother him to do such a small matter? I feel a little sorry for that. You can just send someone. Why do you have to do it yourself..."

The old man smiled but said nothing, as if he did not want to answer the question. He just wanted to go to the shade of the tree to cool off.