I'm also trying to survive today [Western Fantasy]

Chapter 469 War

Julian walked around the commercial street and found that some shops don't like to sell those already formed magic plants, but specialize in selling newly cultivated magic plants.

No one knows what characteristics these newly cultivated magic plants have. The shop will only do some simple tests, but how the specific application will be in actual combat depends on how the magic planter controls them.

The price of this kind of magic plant is not high, but no one knows whether it is garbage or a top-notch product when it is bought back, or if the garbage is regarded as a top-notch product, and the top-notch product is regarded as garbage.

For so many years, there are many people who bought some kind of magic plant, and complained about buying garbage a few days later, but someone else discovered the ability of the magic plant, and it was regarded as a masterpiece.

Things like this have always been talked about on the street, and it can be regarded as an advertisement for the store.

It can be seen that most of the gambling items will be very popular. After all, everyone has a fluke mentality. What if I buy a gem?

Julian has no interest in this. He just wants to buy a few magic plants with fixed skills, preferably defensive and escape. The big grass ball I saw last time is good, at least it can run fast enough.

"Hey, little brother, do you want to buy magic plants? Come to my house and have a look. There are all kinds of magic plants, and you are satisfied." A boy who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old smiled and invited Julian to his shop. .

"Okay." Julian followed in a good manner. He didn't know much about this place, and it didn't matter where he went.

The little brother didn't expect to attract customers so smoothly, he was taken aback for a while, but soon recovered, and invited the customers to the store with a smile.

The storefront of his shop is very small, but the space inside is quite large. As he said, various types of magic plants are placed on the shelves in different categories, and the densely packed shelves can barely walk in the middle of the shelves. The number of magic plants is quite large. amazing.

Julian raised his eyebrows. He didn't know much about Mo Zhi, so he simply asked the boy to introduce him.

The young man probably didn't expect that Julian would know nothing about Mozhi. He only heard that the other party said that he wanted to choose Mozhi, who was more defensive and faster, and he didn't think much about it, so he introduced several kinds to him.

"This kind, iron vine seeds, the iron vines spawned can effectively defend against various attacks. They are high in quality and cheap. The disadvantage is that once the iron vine walls are formed, it is difficult to move. It is more suitable to be used as a fixed fortress."

"This, the rock shell fruit seed, the rock shell fruit spawned is equivalent to a small shield, flexible and changeable. The disadvantage is that it has low resistance to fire-type attacks. If the opponent's fire-type attack temperature is high, the rock shell fruit will even It will explode and hurt the owner."

The young man knew all the magic plants here like a treasure, and easily explained their various advantages and disadvantages.

Julian looked at the boy talking with great interest, and felt that the boy should be a good magic planter, and ordinary magic plants don't have the energy to study these things.

Of course, it may also be because the teenager's career plan is to be a magic plant businessman, so he has a deep understanding of the goods in this industry.

According to his recommendation, Julian chose some seeds that suit him. It will take a little time to cultivate these seeds into qualified magic plants, but as long as the magic planter has enough magic power, this time can be shortened infinitely.

The enthusiastic boy also presented Julian with a lot of seeds. These seeds are all non-combat food seeds and have undergone some mutations.

Magic planters need a lot of seeds to practice before cultivating new magic plants. These food seeds are popular because of their low price. The by-products of cultivating magic plants are not worth much, but occasionally they will produce some particularly delicious food. So merchants are also used to using this kind of thing as a gift.

Julian accepted the seeds with a smile, and returned to the hotel with a full collection.

Ian hasn't come back yet. In this academic capital, there are only three large-scale magic planter colleges. Needless to say, there are countless research institutes of various types. No one knows that on that day, a certain unknown A small research institute will soar into the sky because of the research of a certain high-quality plant.

The academic atmosphere here is very strong, and Julian noticed it when he was walking on the road. Most of the passers-by on the street were holding books, and there were fierce debates on street corners because of different arguments.

People often distribute leaflets on both sides of the street. Julian read one. On the top is a big head photo of a magic planter, and below it is written the time and place of the public class held by the magic planter.

Julian received several copies in a row, all of which were speeches of different magic planters' open classes, which made Julian a little puzzled. Is the learning atmosphere in the foreign world so strong?

He didn't know until Ian came back. It turned out to be a coincidence. Beita Mountain City, as the academic capital of the Golden Dragon Empire, held a national academic seminar every five years, and this time the seminar was just seven days later. When it is held, there will be countless high-level magic planters gathered here, and you may even walk on the street and meet anyone who is a powerful magic planter.

Of course, not every one of these powerful magic planters is a master of combat, many of them are academics, and most of the magic planters who distribute leaflets to promote their theories on the street also hope to obtain The blue eyes of a high-level magic planter were even invited to teach in a certain academy.

Here, being a teacher is a highly respected profession. It would be even better if he could teach in the three large magic planter academies, and his status is almost equivalent to that of an academician of X Academy of Sciences.

Julian didn't expect that he would catch up with such a grand event. A large number of people means that the possibility of accidents will increase. Moreover, the three large academies will definitely attract attention recently. He may not be able to do anything in a short time Sneaked into the academy to find the recipe.

Sighing silently, Julian sent Ian away and looked out the window silently. He missed Owen a little bit.

What is Owen doing now?

He is fighting.

The huge blade slashed across an elf's neck, the elf's green pupils instantly lost their light, and the elf's whole body collapsed into a puddle of mud.

Before Owen could catch his breath, he suddenly blocked the blade of the sword on his back, and with a crisp ding, an arrow that flew towards him fell to the ground.

Another tauren rushed forward, and the heavy battle ax hit his head.

Owen blocked the orc's attack with his horizontal sword, and kicked the man away. The tauren got up and was about to charge towards Owen, but it was caught by a green flame flying from the side, and immediately let out screamed, screamed and turned into a puddle of mud.

Owen vigorously wiped the blood or mud on his face, and looked in the direction of the fireball. A sheep-headed demon with two horns on its head and two wings on its back was making a high-pitched roar.

Owen nodded towards him, but saw the goat-headed demon also roared at him, holding a huge ax and looking eager to try. Obviously, if it wasn't for the cooperation order from the big demon, he would be more willing to chop off Owen's head too down.

Owen looked at him coldly, raised his wrist, and a stream of purifying holy light fell on the ground, wiping away the foul-smelling mud. The sheep-headed demon showed a visibly apprehensive expression. The paladins of the Church of Light are definitely their most hated enemies, not one of them!

Ax-wielding, the goat-headed demon is off to trouble the foul race again.

Owen looked at his back, and backhanded another dwarf assassin who tried to sneak up on him.

This battle has been going on and off for half a month, and the land within a hundred miles around exudes a strong smell of blood.

Since the two sides have a common enemy, several high-ranking demons from the plane of hell and the high-level leaders of the Human Alliance have a rare cooperation to fight against the great enemy of the filthy race.

It's just that demons also don't like humans, especially many low-level demons. Their covetousness for flesh and blood makes them lose their minds occasionally and attack humans.

The orders of the high-level demons are one thing, and the instincts of the low-level demons are another matter. The hell plane advocates this kind of chaos, so in order to prevent the two sides from fighting before the decisive battle with the filthy race, the high-level officials on both sides ordered that the The battlefield is divided into two parts, one is the human alliance, the other is the hell plane. As for the place where the two sides meet, a large number of rational demons are arranged. Under their deterrence, those irrational little demons dare not approach at all. It will not attack the human side.

In order to guard against the demons, the Human Alliance arranged the Church of the Holy Light here, so that the demons would also be afraid.

The relationship between the two parties is both cooperative and defensive, but everything is to fight against the filthy race. When the filthy race is eliminated, the two sides are still enemies.

Owen let out a long breath. On the chaotic battlefield, you can see the white holy light light up from time to time. Every once in a while, you can also see the elves cooperating to release large-scale magic to purify the filthy land. In this kind of place, there are countless negative emotions, and the pollution effect of the filthy land has also been strengthened. While fighting, soldiers must also guard against whether their comrades are affected.

This situation is the easiest to damage morale. Watching comrades-in-arms become enemies is definitely a test of one's willpower.In this regard, the devil has a great advantage, polluted by the filthy race?It doesn't matter, a backhand knife will solve it.There are a lot of demon races that feed each other, and they can only go to the battlefield together when they are forced by the orders of the superior demons. Now they have the opportunity to kill each other, of course they will not hold back.

"Captain!" A paladin suddenly exclaimed, pointing at the sky.

Owen looked up and saw a figure falling from the thick clouds.

His heart tightened. Above the clouds was a legendary battlefield. The person who fell was obviously defeated, but he didn't know which side he belonged to.

High-level demons are also used to maintaining human form, so it is difficult to judge their identities by their appearance.

Fortunately, when the figure fell halfway, the whole body melted, which immediately let Owen breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, this person is on the side of the filthy race. It is very lucky that the Human Alliance has no losses.

"Retire! The filthy race is retreating!"

The cheers of the crowd suddenly came to mind on the battlefield. Owen quickly looked up and found that the soldiers of the filthy race had receded like a tide.

The remaining soldiers had no intention of escaping at all. They were obviously left behind. Owen hurriedly reminded loudly: "Be careful of them exploding themselves!"

Before the words were finished, flames erupted everywhere in the crowd. Fortunately, the other party had already done this trick several times before leaving, and everyone was on guard, so there was no major damage.

Owen Diary:

Tired, so tired.

Physical fatigue can be cured, but mental fatigue cannot go away.

Julian, where are you?I miss you so much.