Blooming Tower of the West Wind

He took another red-feathered arrow, the scroll was attached to the arrow, and shot it in front of the girl, who was also ignited by her. The scroll burned and released the spells and mana in it, and the pale magic flame burned again, with a little vermilion in the middle Writhing and expanding in the Flame, Virgil ran right behind the Flame this time, waited for the air cannon caused by her crying to pass, and directly pierced the arrow in her collarbone.

Suddenly he was dragged down by a huge force, the mayor pulled him up, pointed at the entrance of the cave with tears in his eyes and shouted: "Go!"

The little girl's shrill cries resounded throughout the hall, and the earth elemental finally broke free from the shackles of the sun stone and the light system banishment spell, and perfectly responded to the call.

Huge soil shoots and stalagmites spewed out one after another from the ground, blocking the escape route. Virgil quickly pressed the mayor on a complete sun stone. Fate to be impaled from head to toe.

The mayor trembled and asked, "Didn't you kill her with an arrow?"

"That's an anesthesia arrow!"

The main job of a witcher is to catch monsters and sell them for a good price. Some people want animal skins, and some want animal blood. Demon hunters have to bring back the whole monsters as completely as possible. Narcotic arrows are the key to every monster hunter. A must-have arrow.The front end of the anesthesia arrow has a crosspiece to prevent it from going too deep, so it has almost no lethality. What works is the anesthetic attached to it.

"My God! You are playing your life! We can't get out!"

Virgil shook his head, "That's not necessarily true, look, it's about to collapse."

The temple crumbled amidst the girl's cries, and a keystone carved with a beautiful totem of the sun god fell down and shattered in front of Virgil and the mayor.The mayor's face suddenly became pale as paper, and he cried: "It's going to collapse, it's going to collapse, we all have to die here..."

Virgil shook him off, glanced at the anesthetically shattered girl, took out another scroll bound with white silk thread from her pocket, tied it on a red-feathered arrow and shot it into the air, the pale magic flame exploded, and the fireworks exploded. And the strong wind raged on the dome for a while, and all the rocks and earth fell, and some were even burned into a molten state.

He took out another scroll, which was tied with red silk thread.

The feathered arrow rose into the sky with a sharp sound, and the arrow passed through the flames and magma caused by the previous scroll, and burned into a larger pale fireball with a little vermilion in the middle, which expanded and expanded.

He took out the only two scrolls and ignited them directly with fire.

The air shield caused by the second magic flame is exactly the same as the one Virgil used to defend against the air cannon just now, but it is bigger. The tumbling magma cannot drip down, so it has to extend upwards. The dome is burned hot, and the thick magma is everywhere Drops fell and burned a hole in the zenith.The moonlight leaked from his head, and Virgil was so excited that he howled.

But the ablated hole caused even greater shocks. After the magma rolled down to the ground and cooled, the building on the dome finally collapsed because it lost the support of the arches. Virgil was panicked, but he calmed down and took out the last reel.He kissed the scroll and murmured, "Hipper, old friend, it's all up to you."

After the last scroll was lifted into the air, there was a turbulent wind, and the falling stones were blown away by the wind like fallen leaves, creating a safe area above their heads.

"It's safe..." Virgil heaved a sigh of relief and knelt down. He glanced at the little humanoid monster and saw that she was also looking up at the sky. Finally, he closed his eyes and fell to the ground.

The rocks collapsed, the dust settled, and the surroundings finally quieted down. The ground was a mess, with them as the center, magma, fallen soil, and rocks mixed into a bowl, and they were contained in it.

The mayor walked from birth to death, and he had already collapsed on the ground. Looking at the starlight, he said to Virgil, "Witcher hunters are really rich. Your scroll is burned like it's free."

"Ha, ha, hahaha, I have a friend who is a mage, and she gave me a [-]% discount...it's not easy." He took a heavy breath, and took out a roll of black cloth belt with silver Wen Shi walked towards the fainted little girl, and tied her limbs carefully.

"she……"

Virgil looked at the mayor, and the mayor made a gesture of covering his mouth. Virgil nodded and said, "Well, yes, I have."

He took out a roll of cloth strips, the patterns on it were exactly the same as the cloth belts binding the monsters, but the color was reversed.He tore off a piece and tied it to the little girl's mouth.

"Okay! You're done, you're safe...God, how long has it been since she took a shower?" He climbed up to the ground with this small body, turned to the mayor and said, "The garrison in your town is probably about to Here I go. Don't forget you owe me money!"

He ran away just like that. When the garrison team arrived, the mayor was the only person at the scene of the incident. He went back to the inn in the town and asked if the witcher during the day had returned.The clerk said he saw him come back with a bag, then checked out and left.

The mayor sighed.

Virgil is a witcher, his job is to hunt all kinds of monsters, some are sold to rich people as pets, some are sold to mages as experiments, and some are bought by a tailor’s guild to tear them apart. Any animal is useful, isn't it?

In view of the fact that monsters are a collective term for a very dangerous class of beasts, the monsters hunted by a legal witcher must be registered in the hunters' guild, and then sold to buyers in the name of the guild. In short, it is to collect taxes.

The punishment for privately buying and selling Warcraft is very serious. In addition to being expelled from the hunter guild that monopolizes the sale, they will also be wanted by the guild.Because the bounty is very high, the Adventurer's Guild is always looking forward to one or two cases of privately trading monsters from time to time among the witchers, so as to increase some extra income.

Virgil is a "honest and responsible" person, but he doesn't do private sales of Warcraft, so his first stop is to take this humanoid Warcraft to the Hunter's Guild to register.

The members of the guild saw that the cage he brought was so small, and casually threw him a form.Virgil borrowed a pen and filled out the form on the table next to him. He quickly finished filling out the applicant information column, "Well, the type...is it okay to fill in the human form here?"

"Leave it empty! The person stamping inside will sort it out for you."

"Oh. Hazard level...Class A. Purchaser..." He thought for a while, wrote the name "Hipper", thought about it again, and added the following title.

The staff took back the form and glanced at it hastily, "Hipper? Elemental Mage?"

"Yes."

"How much is your deposit?"

"Here, it's written there, five hundred gold coins, this is the contract." He handed over a piece of parchment, on which was the purchase contract.

"Good business...the handling fee is hardware plus 25 gold, a total of [-] gold coins, please pay."