() This world is in chaos, it seems to be in chaos... As long as you have money and good luck, you can take care of those powerful beings who used to be high above—there are many powerful magic spells that far exceed the ninth level in those grimoire books The key is that this thing only needs 1000 gold coins, and it doesn't need those astronomically expensive catalysts and the powerful force that has been honed for countless years...

There was great chaos in the country on the mainland at the beginning, but as time went by, many strongman politics with strong hands emerged-they stabilized the situation with money and the grimoires they bought, but they should have stepped into None of the merchants in this field—those who sold grimoires—became a strong political force.

The magic books circulating in their hands have regular purchase channels-each region has a five-color dragon, and sometimes there are dark elf merchants in caves leading to the underground world-they jointly established a wholesale As a channel for similar books, these dragons and elves only sell these books, and each book must have their seal to be effective.Not only once did someone try to rob the market of the dark elves, but no matter how the books they snatched were pressed with the stamps they snatched, none of them worked—but whenever a robbery happened, these dark elves would never Then set up a wholesale market in this place... so far, only a small number of underground caves and five-se dragon caves can still wholesale such books-so some rules have been spontaneously formed, and these markets have been neutralized. And the caravan that wholesaled these books also obtained a partial neutral license.

Bo Fu expressed his joy at this, but at the same time he was speechless about his previous behavior.He was very happy looking at the mainland where the beacon fires were everywhere - the thing that made him the happiest was that the ghost king's cloak was finally obtained.The mage in the red robe got the cloak and soon ended his life with a dagger on his back. The cloak was transferred to several hands, and each transfer was accompanied by a murder. Finally, the cloak arrived in a In the hands of the lich who wanted to get it—that was a big man in the red robe, he could almost be called the leader.On the land of Searle, countless skeleton soldiers appeared immediately like mushrooms after the rain... But by that time, all of this was meaningless.

Searle, who was trying to expand, used a tide of skeleton soldiers, witches, vampires, and death knights to attack the surrounding countries, but as several people held a book of magic spells, they shouted: "Ego, Ego! Ya Saragolar Ego Ego Shami Ragan, named after the Son of Darkness, the First Son of Evil, and their King, Meat of Demons, feast on your tribute, Violent Hungering Hell! "

"Jasat Alsaat Chi Sk Kensi Ross Shrok, turn into ashes, the sage of the underworld opens the gate of hell with seven locks, the patron saint of the seven keys!"

"Lur Ely Gules Golbeli! Cleanse my body with thy dark soul! Ah! Ah! O Hades! Let all supreme power gather upon me, and stir up the freezing storm of death! Now, use the new contract to collect the power of ice and snow! Absolutely zero damage!"

"Di Worm Sting, spirit of the earth and atmosphere, based on the ancient contract, please fulfill that obligation, the sky and the earth will burst!"

With the chanting of these incantations, a huge flash of magic lights up, and then Cyre's army is gone... Due to the occlusion of the place, there is no caravan to import Grimoires yet.

Since then, the red-robed mage has been in a slump, and the number is getting smaller and smaller, and finally announced its disintegration after decades.

And some powerful families have sprung up on the mainland—they carefully preserve the grimoires that their predecessors bought back with good luck, and use this deterrent power to seek political and economic rights for their families when the number of uses is not full—after all, The number of high-level grimoires is scarce, and it all depends on luck... and the wholesale market is getting more and more attention from various forces in the mainland. After many conflicts and wars, they have established a strict distribution order: those who enter the procurement The caravan must sell one-third of the goods at a par price to the surrounding national forces. Each force must not prevent the caravan from marching and selling. Each caravan must have a fixed sales route. The sales volume in the cities on the route There are strict restrictions.

It's just that there are really a lot of magical books produced. Generally, more than 1000 magical books can be wholesaled once a wholesale market opens every month, and there are more than [-] wholesale markets on the mainland, so the magical books that flow into the market every month The number of books exceeds [-], which is enough for everyone who can afford it—even a group of farmers can buy one in a store in the city as long as they collect [-] gold coins... As for what it will be Magic, it all depends on luck, there are many who one day become a rich man in the city or are backstabbed and have their life and grimoires taken away......

Bo Fu sighed, the artifact he made basically became a joke.The devil book has been unknown since then, and the ghost king's cloak has not played its original role at all. The dragon king's supernatural power has become the symbol of Butters, the number one robber in the mainland. Somewhere the sword rots with its latest owner in the chest of its latest owner--that damned deserted place that hasn't yet induced another hapless soul to draw the sword.

Most of the gods are on the streets with their temple churches, and there are still mysterious and powerful magicians in the list of servants. In a world where as long as you have money, you can cast more powerful spells than before. Jin and the goddess who sold the two books of grimoires did not go down the street, but became more powerful.

On this day, the huge Yanwanglong was lying on the gold coin mountain and playing marbles with pinched golden balls. When a golden marble was accurately bounced into a hole, Bo Fu raised his head: "Welcome! Welcome to the beautiful (wind) saoyin swaying) Goddess of Magic! What wind brought you to me?"

In front of Bo Fu is a beauty with long black hair and watery skin.This rare beauty exudes a divine power that Bo Fu has never seen on the other two goddesses, which is the powerful divine power of Godhead 18.

It's just that this Yanwanglong didn't have the slightest awe at all. Instead, he glanced up and down at the powerful mother of magic in front of him with a look of sizing up a prostitute, judging the mysterious lady's figure with his mouth, sometimes mixed with words such as " It must be very powerful..." words.

The goddess is also very self-restraining, she doesn't look angry at all - maybe in her eyes, this kind of thing is nothing at all... After all, this is also a well-known unrestrained style.

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