Chapter 19 Treasure of Holy Light

A trace of divine power was slowly compressed by Ye Huo, and there were more and more divine power in Ye Huo's body. Ye Huo was extremely happy with this change.

The amount of magic power in the body is actually very important to the priest. Needless to say, a priest's ability to supplement it mainly relies on his own spells and equipment. Now he doesn't have good equipment, but he can become a qualified priest if he only talks about spells. And the continuous ability of a priest is also extremely important. No matter how strong your subsidy ability is, you will be dumb halfway through the battle, and the only thing waiting for this team is to destroy the group.

That's why Ye Huo is so careful about the magic power of his body.

A faint green figure appeared not far from Ye Huo. With Yeho's keen sensing ability, the arrival of Drank appeared at the first time.

Standing up quickly, Ye Huo did a student courtesy to Drank, who was walking towards him with a smile. In this world, students pay more attention to teachers than children's parents, so Ye Huo also paid great attention to this point.

"Teacher! Here you are." Ye Huo looked at Drank, who seemed to smile at him forever and said.

"Ye Huo, guess what I have to do with you this time." Derek said to Ye Ho very mysteriously.

Ye Huo was stunned. He didn't expect that Drank would say such a sentence when he opened his mouth, but from Drank's expression, Ye Huo could see that it should be a good thing, and now I'm afraid there is only one good thing that can make Drank think of himself, that is, equipment.

Thinking of this, Ye Huo was overjoyed and said to Drank, "Teacher, is there any news about the equipment of the Holy Light Department?" When Ye Huo said these words, an unconcealable excitement made Drank very satisfied with Ye Huo's performance.

"That's right, an old friend of mine came just now, and he brought a message about the treasure of the Holy Light System. I'm sure there's something you need here, but..." At this point, the expression on Drank's face suddenly changed. I continued with some seriousness.

"But this treasure is in the Forest of Death. There is a very terrible existence inside the Forest of Death, and in my experience, sealed treasures like this must be very dangerous. So you think carefully about whether to go together?"

Listening to Drank's words, Ye Huo nodded. He understood what Drank meant. In Drank's eyes, he is a very inexperienced rookie-level priest. Although his ability is very powerful, he has fatal flaws in experience.

However, what Drank doesn't know is that Ye Huo's actual experience is not too bad if he really says it. Although Ye Huo rarely follows the team to take risks in the game, he always goes to the cemetery alone to upgrade according to the undead. But haven't you eaten pork? Haven't you seen a pig go?

Ye Huo himself often looks for videos of various priests' battles and subsidized positions on the forum. Therefore, Ye Huo is confident that his theoretical knowledge is definitely a master of the first-line technology flow, and practice... Isn't now the best practical opportunity?

"Teacher, I've thought about it. I want to go together. My father said that without some refinement, no matter how talented you are, you can't soar. And this time the teacher took me, which is a rare opportunity for me. Ye Huo said very sincerely.

After listening, Drank also nodded silently and said, "Well, since that's the case, I'll teleport the old guy Hortings up." With that, Drank waved his hand to activate the magic array in the mage tower, and pulled Hotings, who was still wandering in the laboratory and unprepared, directly.

And Hotings happened to be sitting when he was pulled over. If it hadn't been for Hotings himself to be an eighth-order jihad to react extremely quickly, it would have been estimated that it would have made Hotings a fool of himself.

"Drank, I said don't pull me around, and are you trying to make a fool of me this time?" Hotings looked at Drank with a bad smile and roared. After he finished roaring, he also saw Ye Huo standing behind Drank in a red robe of the eighth-order mage of Drank.

Because Ye Huo had never had a suitable mage robe, Drank gave Ye Huo an eighth-level mage robe with good anti-demon ability, and Ye Huo also put on the fire mage robe representing the eighth-order mage saint.

"Is this the disciple you are talking about?" Hotings was full of curiosity about the little guy in the eighth-level fire holy mage robe, because he didn't feel any magic or fighting spirit from Ye Huo. If it hadn't been for Drank's chin that was about to face the sky, Hotings would even think that Ye Huo was a demon waste.

After all, the eighth-order holy war is not an eighth-order magic saint, so the perception of magic is much worse. It is normal for Ho Tings not to feel Ye Huo's divine power.

"That's right!" Of course, Drake could see Hotings's doubts. He turned to Ye Huo, who was very calm, and said, "Ye Huo, show your ability to this old thing."

Hearing Drank's words, Ye Huo did not hesitate. Obviously, if Drank said so, it means that the jihad with the eighth-order jihad giant sword medal in front of him should be a trustworthy person. A fifth-level combat strength reinforcement flew out of Ye Huo's hand in an instant, and a trace of dazzling holy light entered Hotings's body.

With the blessing of the strengthening of the fifth-order combat effectiveness, even the eighth-order holy war of Hotings completely fell into a stagnation at this moment. Hotings felt that his various states had completely increased by 50% when the holy light of Yehonas fell on him.

"You...what have you done to me!" At this time, Hotings was so excited that he directly pulled out the thunder sword behind him. For Ye Huo's ability, Hotings' first thought was a cursed spell that stimulated his life potential. Because Hotings has seen this spell in the eighth-level sorcerer, this kind of spell looks very good for the caster, but when the effect disappears, the caster will also lose too much life potential and may not have the possibility of advancement for life.

"Hi! Old man, Ye Huo's move is to strengthen the combat effectiveness without any side effects at all. It's not a curse of the sorcerer who sneaks the underworld, so you don't have to be so excited. Derank sked away and blocked Ye Huo behind him. He was very clear about the combat effectiveness of his old friend. It can be said that as long as he was entered within a hundred meters by Hotings, even his eighth-order magic saint could only choose to open the shield and retreat to avoid the sharpness in the face of Hotings terrible artifact Thunder Sword. .

Hearing Drank's words, Hotings finally calmed down. In fact, Hotings did not believe that Ye Huo would harm him, but Ye Huo's ability completely subverted his cognition.

"How about it, old man, is my disciple stronger than an eighth-level mage?" Looking at Huo Tings, who looked at Ye Huo in disbelief, Drank did not forget to brag.

"This...what kind of ability is this?" Hortings listened to Drank's words, turned his head to look at Drank and asked. At this time, Huo Tings no longer had the feeling of a scoundrel and behaved in a regular manner. Obviously, he was shocked by Ye Huo's ability.

Derek patted Ye Huo on the shoulder and said, "Ye Huo's ability is similar to that of the Holy Light Mage who has disappeared for thousands of years, but Ye Huo does not have the strong attack power of the Holy Light Mage, but Ye Huo has a more powerful auxiliary ability than the Holy Light Mage. And what you were just supported was a spell of Ye Huo, called combat power enhancement!"

"Strengthen combat effectiveness, strengthen combat effectiveness! This combat power enhancement is too *** against the sky! Little guy, what other abilities do you have?" Hotings put the thunder in his hand back and asked excitedly.

"You will naturally know these in the future. Come on, Ye Huo, this guy looks only in his thirties, but this old guy is an old comrade-in-arms of the same era as me, so you can call this old guy uncle in the future. Derek patted Ye Huo on the shoulder and said.

Listening to Drank's introduction, Ye Huo didn't say much. As far as he knows, Drank is at least a hundred years old this year, and Hotings and his comrades-in-arms should be about the same age, so he didn't suffer a loss to call Uncle Sheng, and Ye Huo was still very satisfied with an eight-level jihad to be his uncle.

"Hello, Uncle Huo Tingsi. I'm Ye Huo." Ye Huo behaved very calmly. Because calmness is very important for a priest.

"Good...little guy! From now on, if you have anything to do, just come to me. Thunder jihad Hotings!" At this time, Hotings was full of confidence in this journey. He was completely free from the dissatisfaction at the beginning that Drank had to bring a fourth-order student. Not to mention the fourth-level students with such powerful abilities. If Ye Huo is willing, even if it is the first-level students, I'm afraid he is willing to take risks with him.