Chapter 508: Come on, hit me

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"Two bastards who crossed the river and demolished the bridge are so unreasonable..." Mo Bei wiped his head with a towel and walked towards the front door, his face dark.

He just thought there was something wrong with his aura, so he tried it on Ned and Alvin. As a result, the unprotected two people shivered from the cold, and it took them a while to recover. .

The two people who had always thought that he affected the entertainment atmosphere felt that their little brother had been frozen into a small snail, so they finally couldn't bear it and kicked him out.

The girls who were originally so nervous looked at his leaving figure, and they became like a row of jackdaws in the wind and rain, with extremely resentful feelings.

Mo Bei returned to the palm tree and saw a circle of people gathered around, discussing excitedly.

"Can I get a spider mount by going to Kurast Seaport?"

"It's possible, but we just don't know what price to pay."

"If it's gold coins, I'll start saving money now."

"I don't think it makes much sense...and it can't help in the fight..."

"You can go up and try! But I told you in advance. Just now, a team of four people wanted to go up and touch it, but they were all tied into cocoons and thrown out."

"This... is so strong!?"

People who had not witnessed that scene were in an uproar. Four people were tied into cocoons by three giant spiders and could not even escape. If these three were wild monsters, those four people would have directly become food reserves. . .

Mo Bei also sweated when he heard this. He didn't expect that after he went in to take a bath for a while, there would be such a commotion outside.

He squeezed through the crowd and saw that the woolen yarns were still staying under the tree. It was just that the sign he had written before had fallen off at some point, and was trampled on by a spider's legs on the back, which obviously did not serve as a warning. .

Everyone thought that another coward had arrived, but when they saw the guy wearing a turban, he turned over and sat on one of the giant spiders. Only then did they know that the owner of the spider had appeared, and they suddenly became excited again.

"Hey man..." One person opened his mouth to shout, but felt it was inappropriate and immediately changed his words:

"Senior, how can I get such a mount? Did I buy it?"

"How does this spider eat? Is it difficult to take care of it?"

"What's the maximum speed? Is it easy to control?"

A lot of questions came up, and Mo Bei didn't know how to answer them. After thinking for a while, he dropped the answer to the most critical question, then climbed up the wall and onto the roof on a woolen thread, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Wow!!!"

The onlookers' eyes almost gleamed when they saw that this spider mount was so awesome, and it seemed that it was no problem encountering any cliffs or cliffs.

"No money? What does it mean to gain reputation?"

"Probably...you just need to make enough contributions, right?"

"Hmm... That makes sense... How can such a cool mount be bought with money..."

"Then what does it mean to be considered a contribution? Can I donate to Kurast Seaport?"

"You are so arrogant! You have to use money to solve the problem."

"I'm just asking...I can't solve any of the problems that can be solved with money..."

. . . . . . . . .

Lu Gaoyin's buildings rarely use tile roofs, they all have solid flat roofs, so Mo Bei rode a woolen yarn on it and jumped around without having to worry about it hitting other people's homes.

However, he forgot that this urban area is the most developed area of ​​Lu Gaoyin's tertiary industry. Although it was still early, it was already very lively. He ran past the windows on a woolen yarn and ran into station P. Like a database, I saw many incredible scenes.

His sudden appearance also scared many people, causing them to behave abnormally. In order to avoid causing any trouble, he could only reluctantly fall back to the street and walk in a disciplined manner, but his eighteen martial arts skills were still vivid in his mind.

As soon as he returned home, he called Akali into the yard, patted his chest and said:

"Come on, turn on Holy Freeze and hit me!"

Akali looked up at the seemingly blazing sun and felt that it was not that hot.

Seeing her confused look, Mo Bei continued to explain:

"I want to carefully experience the frost impact of Holy Freeze and the accompanying cold damage. Come on, please don't pity me."

"..."

Although Akali was still a little confused, she could guess that Mo Bei was trying to make some kind of breakthrough again, so she launched the holy freeze as she wished.

Mo Bei was shrouded in a biting cold air without any warning, and the frost shock seemed to burst out from his body, making him tremble. His body was instantly covered with frost flowers, and he heard him clenching his teeth and squeezing. Say a word:

"Punch me."

Akali did as she was told and punched him on the shoulder, causing the frost on his body to fly like snow.

"Uh... come again..."

. . . . . . .

Milor and Perona on the balcony silently watched the strange things happening in the yard, but they didn't show much surprise. They seemed to have become accustomed to it.

Serena also showed her real body, leaning on the railing with her chin in one hand, her brows slightly raised, trying to figure out what Mo Bei's purpose was.

At Mo Bei's request, Akali tried the holy fire and the electric holy impact aura again. Within a few minutes, she punched him dozens of times with her small fists, which made Mo Bei groan for a while, but she still didn't say what she wanted. What to do.

Akali was afraid of interrupting his train of thought, so she didn't rush to ask. She would do whatever Mo Bei said, but the look on her face seemed a little unbearable.

If it were a normal sparring training, she wouldn't be pretentious and unable to hold back, but this was really the first time that she kept pounding in different ways.

"Do you want to feel the attack characteristics of these three halos?"

Although Serina is a mage, as the former high priest of Zakarum, she is also very familiar with the various abilities of the Paladin. After watching it for a while, she finally figured out what Mo Bei was thinking.

"Yes, why do I feel that the additional attack damage of these three haloes is no different from being directly affected by the halo impact?"

"..." Serena was speechless for a while before she explained:

"That's because these three halos don't add elemental damage to the weapon like the mage's flame enhancement. Instead, they trigger a more violent elemental impact on the target through attacks."

"..." Mo Bei also fell into a brief silence after hearing this, and then asked:

"You know a lot about this?"

"That's right..."

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Why didn't you ask earlier?" Serena sighed, as if looking at a silly child.

"I...I am used to seeking answers through my own efforts..."

Mo Bei pretended to be stubborn, but in fact he almost cried because he had obviously invited an experienced coach home, but he had forgotten about it just now.

Serena nodded in approval and then said:

"Your current inheritance method can indeed cultivate as much combat power as possible in the shortest time. This is a helpless move. This method was also adopted in my time. The situation you are encountering now is probably One of the major disadvantages is that it is rare for you to have a mind that keeps exploring."

Mo Bei accepted the praise honestly and asked further:

"Then how can I apply these three halos to some ordinary objects?"

"Why do you have such an idea?" Serena looked puzzled.

"Yes... is there any problem..."

"As far as I know, the most exquisite thing about the halo skill is that it can ignore all the irrelevant things around you and have a very targeted effect. That's why you paladins can maintain various powerful auras with minimal consumption. .”

Mo Bei blinked, thinking that there were restrictions on this free prostitution. . . Not pure at all!