Thousand-Faced Dragon

Chapter 50: Driving the tiger and swallowing the wolf
"Where's Mama Maria?"

"mom!"

"Little Martha wet her pants again. Whoosh whoosh whoosh! She's so stupid. She can only call for her mother."

"Big brother, Kevin hit me again"

When the hypnosis spell was broken, the real disaster came.

When a few naughty kids are making a fuss in front of you, it is already hell for some people. If more than 30 kids are making a fuss together, it may be a desperate situation for some people.

"Would you like some candy? Fruit flavored." The Spider-Man's six arms took out candies of various colors. They were colorful and fragrant, and they didn't look cheap.

"Don't worry. I'll help you change your pants. Little Susan, can I borrow your skirt?" He freed his hands and helped the child with his clothes.

"Kevin, don't bully your brother." He pulled out his two hands and started to punish the naughty kid.

At this moment, Rean also sighed, fortunately Larry was there.

Her six arms moved quickly, changing clothes, stuffing candies, and teaching the naughty kids a lesson.

This scene made Dimon a little confused. He probably had never seen a "man" who loved children so much and had such a strong maternal instinct.

Rean himself also put on new equipment and adjusted his equipment to make it more suitable for actual combat.

I have to say, Larry's equipment is really good, especially this armor.

This silver armor is not only made of high-quality material, but also has defensive enchantments, making it fireproof, acidproof and electricproof.

These multiple enchantments and magic metals must have been made by a master craftsman. It even had lightweight (anti-gravity) processing for Spider-Man. Rean didn't even dare to calculate how much it was worth.

An ordinary knight's armor starts at forty or fifty gold coins, which is enough for ten months' rent for Rean's house. If it weren't for Sallyman's gift, Rean himself couldn't afford it.

Enchanted armor is even more expensive. The price of armor with even a little bit of enchantment has doubled. This level of magic armor can probably be regarded as a family heirloom passed down through generations in a knight's family.

This is not the most expensive thing she has.

The most expensive one is now on Li En's feet.

"Boots. They should still fit. They look like they can be worn, that's good."

Larry's face flushed with mystery as he watched Rean trying on his boots.

This micro-expression made Dimon behind him stare at him for a long time. Is there something wrong with this guy?

Wait, Larry was pestering Brother Rean before, and Brother Rean didn't seem to resist. At this moment, Damon turned his head abruptly and decided to pretend that he saw and heard nothing.

"Not bad. I didn't expect you to have such an excellent item as the Speed ​​Boots. I haven't seen you use them."

Rean was a little surprised. Speed ​​boots, strength gloves, and holy power were the three pieces of equipment that Sur had said were needed for a novice paladin to quickly master.

This type of boots comes with an "acceleration spell" that allows the user to nearly double their running speed in a short period of time, which is especially suitable for close combat that requires charging.

Rean dared to ask for strength gloves and holy power, but he didn't even dare to think about the more useful acceleration boots.

After all, this kind of enchanted equipment that purely increases speed is extremely expensive, and the demand is almost infinite. Most extraordinary people will not refuse to run faster.

When the crisis comes, the wizard also complains that he does not have enough legs.

For a heavy-armored melee paladin who has no acceleration ability, speed has always been his biggest shortcoming.

Sometimes, just one step short in a charge can mean the difference between life and death. Although acceleration boots can only provide short-term acceleration, they are of great help on both offense and defense.

After being taught by Soul, Rean knew that this thing was really useful, and he took the initiative to ask people about its price.

When he heard that the coins were in units of thousands and there was no demand for them, he rationally chose to give up. He couldn't even find 10 gold coins on his body.

".That's right, your swordsmanship is very sophisticated and your steps are very fast. You don't need to worry about not being able to get close to your opponent." In Rean's opinion, Larry really didn't need the speed boots.

Among the knights, Larry, who takes the speed sword route, is the most agile, and the weakness of the paladin's short legs is not obvious on her.

What's more, she is wealthy enough to own a war beast mount. A paladin with or without a mount is another matter.

Her swordsmanship system does not require acceleration boots that can "greatly accelerate in a short period of time" to forcefully approach the opponent.

".That's really good, that's really good." And Rean, who has short legs, really needs it.

Rean was trying out his equipment and adjusting his armor at the same time.

"Let me help you adjust it."

"Okay, thanks."

This is a composite armor, which is assembled from a main part and many accessories. With Larry's help, Rean can adjust the tightness of many accessories.

As a Spider-Man, Larry is bigger than Rean, a "degenerated lizard man", so the suit is a bit loose when he wears it and needs to be adjusted.

The exits for the left and right hands are also convenient for exerting force, but the four gaps on the back (for the auxiliary limbs) make the armor's defense against the back almost zero.

There is no time to change it now, so I can only make do with it.

"Brother Larry, do you have any more candy?"

After saying just two words, Larry was pulled over to take care of the children again.

"Mom, Maria, mom, where is mom?" The most annoying thing is this kind of cry for mom.

When one child cries and calls for his mother, it will soon be contagious and everyone will start calling for their mother.

"Your mother." Facing the children who started crying, the honest Paladin opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

It is better to suffer a short pain than a long one. It will be known sooner or later. She gritted her teeth and decided to speak out.

"Your mother? She's waiting outside for you to follow Brother Larry to find them. Oh, and your mother has some delicious food. If you go too late, she might eat it all."

But Rean directly trampled on the virtues of a paladin and told lies.

"I knew Mom went to the amusement park first. Brother Larry, take us to find her."

Looking at Larry being dragged away by the child, Rean smiled and continued to organize his equipment, preparing for a tough battle.

Maybe in the future he will explain things to his children and even apologize for his lies, but definitely not now.

".I will set your mother free." Now I am just a warrior.

Perhaps the only thing I can do now is to prevent this "mother" from appearing in front of my child again.

Rean touched the Sword of the Brave in his hand. Although the appearance of the sword had not changed at all, he vaguely felt that something had changed inside it, as if something was different.

Before, it completely ignored its own status, and Rean could only use it as a "hard" and good sword.

But now, he could feel a little connection between them.

"It recognized me, uh, only a little bit." This connection was quite weak. Rean wanted to actively borrow its power, but he couldn't borrow anything.

I'm afraid that in order to truly unleash its power, one must have relevant hero hardware, such as profession, bloodline, etc.

"Forget it, it's better than a blank slate, at least it's a good thing." Rean himself was quite open-minded.

It really recovered completely and exerted all its strength, and Rean was almost ready to run away. It was 100% recognized.

"Rean."

At this moment, the sudden female voice made him stunned.

Is this voice that goes straight into your heart a supernatural power?
"Look up, idiot."

He looked up suddenly and saw a huge gray python.

It. She looked at Li En silently and spat out her tongue.

The eyes actually showed joy, and Rean was even more surprised that he could see joy and relaxation on a snake's face.

He even suspected that he was a little sick.

"Snapped!"

The gray python was holding a large bag in its mouth and dropped it directly in front of Lien.

"It's me, Sallyman. Here's something you might need."
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While Rean was busy flipping through the book, Maria was still happily hunting in a corner of the cave.

She still held a head in each hand, and one of them was humming a little tune.

She urged the little animals under her feet to speed up this final hunting season.

It seems that as she got rid of her disguise, her mentality also became younger.

With her help, those scattered teams were unable to stop the beasts and were hunted down one by one.

So far, the slave market has suffered heavy losses.

More and more small beasts completed their evolution and grew broken horns. At this time, she stopped feeding them and directly harvested those mercenaries and turned them into "little horns".

Two masked men always stood behind her.

Is it protection? Or surveillance? Or both?
"Hake is dead."

One of them suddenly said this in a calm tone.

"What a waste."

A simple communication ended the discussion about the life or death of a companion, and it seemed that there was no humanity between them.

If he dies, he dies. There is one less useless person to share food and work with.

They looked greedily at the bag of "little horns" that Maria was carrying. For them, "dieting" was a need to maintain humanity.

But for them who are always hungry, it is also a painful act to suppress their instincts. It should be okay to eat a little of the delicious food in front of them, or eat Maria as well, then there is no need to worry about being exposed.

"Maria?! Hand over the things and I will leave you an intact body." The sudden roar stopped their internal conflict.

Under the guidance of a shadow, Kvelduf, the "Howling Volcano", finally achieved his desired goal.

He stared at Maria intently and noticed the head she was holding, the head of his third-in-command subordinate who died with his eyes open.

".Forget it, die, I will find something on your body."

(End of this chapter)