Rebirth of the strongest magic chef

Chapter 104 The Great Magister (Add more for [Zifeng Wangyue]!)

【Wang Chuan Soup】

After taking it, forget all your troubles, get the blessing of the forest goddess, ignore all magic damage, and be immune to magic effects. The duration is 20 minutes.

Restrictions: Forbidden to eat above level 50

Introduction: drink bitter drink hate drink blood, drink Wangchuan soup.

It turned out to be magic immunity!
Jiang Yan was taken aback. If his magic reflection was a magical skill against mages, then this little Wangchuan soup was a natural magic weapon to restrain the mage profession.

It's just that in his memory, there is no item that ignores magic damage. Even if it is magic immune, it is at most immune to control effects and absorbs a certain amount of magic damage. How can there be something that is completely immune?

But these doubts were quickly forgotten by him, this is not something he needs to consider.

He just needs to know that with this Wangchuan soup, even if you let the ice dragon roar and the fire snake dance wildly, I will stand still.

Even for the Nether mage Xiaofeng Canyue, the mad dragon Zidian bombarded Jiang Yan, but he couldn't do a single bit of damage!
With this Wangchuan soup, it should have a miraculous effect when facing the great magister.

"It's so strong. If you drink the Wangchuan Soup and combine it with the hot phoenix wings, wouldn't you be invincible?" Qingqian murmured.

Jiang Yan shook his head, "How can it be so simple, the hot phoenix wings belong to the state of rampage, and the Wangchuan soup belongs to the blessing effect of the forest goddess. Once the priest profession reaches level 50 and advances three times, he can get the skill of divine dispel, whether it is rampage The status is still a blessing effect, and they can destroy it for you in one click."

Qingqian was stunned for a moment, apparently it was the first time she knew about such a thing.

However, she still looked happy and smiled: "But now the highest level is only around 40, and 50 is too far away."

Jiang Yan nodded, "That's right, at least at this stage, the rampant state plus the blessing of the forest goddess is absolutely invincible."

"Thanks to this girl's tears!" Qing Qian said triumphantly.

Jiang Yan smiled, and made all 53 parts of Bi Anhua and Fairy Tears into Wangchuan soup in one go, leaving ten parts of the ingredients.

The Hell Demon Pot also needs the Bianhua, and the next time the Bianhua in the General's Hall will be refreshed is unknown, just in case, it's better to keep some.

After thinking about it, Jiang Yan traded another 10 servings of Wangchuan Soup to Qingqian.

"Why, this is my material fee?" Qingqian said with a smile that was not a smile, "Every drop of my tears is worth a thousand gold, this time it's cheap for you."

Jiang Yan smiled back, but he was full of slander in his heart. There are so many elf players in Destiny, wouldn't it be a minute to find one who wants to cry?
But after all, it is made with the tears of a little beauty, so the feeling of drinking it should be different, right?

Just like the top Maojian, its picking process is called the best in the world:
Picked with the lips of a C-cup virgin, slowly warmed with the chest, the tea has a wonderful fragrance after tasting.

It is said that in the past, it was still used by the royal family.

The tears of the little beauty are not at the same level as the tears of a big guy like Tianya Suiyue, right?

The little beauty who got the Wangchuan Tang smiled happily, and quickly waved away.

With Hot Phoenix Wings and Wangchuan Soup, she should be a good choice whether she is targeting to challenge some bosses, or going to Yinyue Field to slaughter the storm players.

And Jiang Yan also has a more important task, which is to kill the great magister.

After going to the pharmacy to sort out the potions in his backpack, Jiang Yan returned to the palace. With Sophia's warrant, the journey was unimpeded.

The palace of Silver Moon City is far bigger than imagined, not inferior to the Forbidden City in the imperial capital, even more luxurious in terms of luxury.

Countless golden-armored guards lined up and patrolled, all handsome and mighty;

The maids like clouds shuttled around, all of them were as beautiful as flowers.

After turning around for a while, Jiang Yan became dizzy. There is no road sign of the Forbidden City here. It is not easy to find someone in the palace.

At this moment, Jiang Yan suddenly saw a black altar.

The altar is towering, and it looks extremely outstanding in the vicinity. Where is the great magister?
Then he must be where the altar is!
Jiang Yan looked for the direction and ran towards the altar. Soon, he saw this dark building.

The high steps spread to the sky, at least thousands of steps, straight to the clouds, with no end in sight.

Under the steps, it was rare that there were no guards guarding them, so Jiang Yan stepped down and climbed up the steps without any hindrance.

Soon, there were clouds and mist on the left and right, and the buildings of the palace could no longer be seen.

After going up for an unknown amount of time, Jiang Yan finally saw the end of the steps.

It was a circular platform, surrounded by some black stone pillars, densely packed.

A raging flame was burning on the stone pillar, emitting a strange red light.

And in the middle of the platform, a tall black figure was standing with his back to Jiang Yan.

The black robe was dragged to the ground, and a huge pentagram was printed on it, and the black shadow was holding a curved staff in his hand. On the top of the staff, there was a purple crystal ball the size of a pigeon egg!

What made Jiang Yan even more dumbfounded was the series of titles on Heiying's head:

Councilor of the Silvermoon Kingdom, Leader of the Royal Knights, Chief Magister of the Royal Palace, Kristiel

In other words, it was the first time he saw an NPC with so many titles on his head. Even the old king of Silvermoon City only had four short words: King Silvermoon.

It's not like this Kristier, who bears three titles.

Every title is shiny and cool, which made Jiang Yan envious, but soon turned into anger.

"You evil capitalism, the aristocratic class that oppresses the common people, harms the good and the good, and indulges in darkness! Today is your death day, let us serfs stand up and sing!" Jiang Yan said righteously, pointing at the great magister.

The great magister turned around slowly, the black robes couldn't hide his exquisite figure, and his face was so exquisite that it was both happy and angry.

Jiang Yan's heart skipped a beat, this great magister is still a girl?
"Lovely adventurer, why are you facing me with swords and swords?" The great magister spoke slightly, his voice was as sweet as a lark.

The Silver Moon Sword in Jiang Yan's hand seemed to be a little tight, so he quickly tightened his mind and straightened his expression, "Magician Karl of Storm Canyon, and General Wang Deen of Iron Legion, do you dare to say that it has nothing to do with you?"

"Silver Moon and Stormwind are the horns of each other. They have been at the turn of thousands of years. As the pillar of the country, the general king is self-defeating. What does all this have to do with me? Young warrior, I am the most expensive magister, Silver Moon Land Guardian!" The great magister Kristeel opened her arms and said loudly.

In a trance, invisible sound waves drilled into his mind, Jiang Yan only felt his mind fluttering, the figure in front of him was so beautiful, he was deeply trapped in it and couldn't extricate himself.

He was very familiar with that face, it was Ning Tiantian!
Before he could exclaim in surprise, that face twisted and changed again, and turned into Qingqian!

Jiang Yan let out a low growl and bit his tongue, his brain seemed to wake up for a few minutes.

I still remember when I got on the platform, what I saw was a tall and manly back.

"Is this also a spell?" He murmured, took out the Wangchuan Soup, and drank it all in one gulp.

(End of this chapter)