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Chapter 1217

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In order to gain Calvin's trust, Lu Li explained the process of his quest.

"It's really his style." After a while, Calvin let out a long sigh. He seemed to have aged 20 years. He walked in front with his back hunched and waved for Lu Li to follow.

Forging was not difficult. At least to Lu Li, the materials and craftsmanship were only average.

That was why Lu Li could accept Hataera's Curse no matter how bad its attributes were. However, he could not understand how this dagger could kill Razelikh the Defiler.

"I hope he doesn't regret his choice," was all Calvin said after forging the weapon.

Lu Li thanked him and left. He had to take it one step at a time. He did not have any more guides for this quest. He was not even sure if anyone had done this in his previous life. Even if he failed the quest, he would have earned some skill points.

"Very good. This is the most useful weapon against a greater demon." Loramus was very satisfied.

Another stage of the quest was completed. The system notified Lu Li that he had received a certain amount of experience, reputation, and gold. It was a huge sum of money.

"What do you need me to do next?" Lu Li asked.

"Let's go find Trebor. He should be able to tell you how to summon Razelikh. I still need to make some preparations." Loramus was full of energy, a stark contrast to his friends who looked as if they had lost their parents.

Lu Li returned to the Blasted Land again. He could not remember how many times he had faced the soul of the Horde's hero.

"How is it? Did Lord Loramus agree to help?" the soul asked expectantly.

"He already agreed. He should be here soon. I came first to see how to summon Razelikh from the Twisting Nether. Loramus said you might have a way."

"Of course, I've already asked around. The Orc Lady Sevine, the human Archmage Allistarj, and the Ogre Grol all have a magic amulet. Combine these amulets and perform a special summoning ritual to bring Razelikh back to the Blasted Land …" the soul said fervently.

"So you've already asked around. Don't tell me you want me to kill those three?" This was not a good start.

"Of course not. Lady Sevine's amulet is in the hands of a murloc. He's in the far east, on a ledge overlooking the Shattered Beach. I don't know how it got into the murloc's hands, but I'm sure you can find it there. "

"Alright, then what about the other two?" Lu Li thought that it would be easier to deal with the monsters.

"Allistarj went out today. He hid his amulet in a box in the Magus Tower. You should go to the Magus Tower in the east to take a look. That place is filled with the souls of those tortured to death by his magic experiments. Even I dare not set foot there."

"That's not a problem." Lu Li breathed a sigh of relief. It was just stealing.

"Grol has been very irritable lately. His treasure was stolen by one of his slaves. If you can get to the Broken Beach before sunset, you might be able to stop him. I'm sure that the amulet is among the treasure … Once we combine the three amulets, we can summon Razelikh. With the help of a Demon Hunter, we can definitely kill him."

Lu Li was too lazy to say anything else. He looked at the sun in the Cursed Land and decided to start with the third one.

Arriving at the Broken Beach, Lu Li saw a human who was building a raft from afar. Was he planning to use this to escape to the sea?

"Seaman, are you going out to sea?" Lu Li asked.

"Adventurer, I don't have what you want. You'd better stay away from me," said the runaway slave fiercely.

He was just an enhanced elite. Lu Li could kill him alone, but Lu Li couldn't do that. If he killed him directly, he wouldn't know what he would drop.

He had stolen so many treasures, and the amulet was just one of them.

"I heard you stole Grol's treasure, so I came to take a look." Lu Li put away his dagger to show that he was harmless. "Don't misunderstand. I admire you very much."

"Admire me all you want. Don't come any closer!" The runaway slave was very cautious.

"I mean no harm. I'm just here to see if you need any help." Lu Li took out a small dagger with terrible attributes from his backpack. It was a piece of trash he picked up while fighting mobs. He showed the dagger to the slave. "See this? If you had a dagger like this, would you still need to cut down trees with rocks?"

"What do you want?" The slave was immediately tempted. With a dagger, he could build a raft several times faster.

"Treasures, of course. But I only want one of them," said Lu Li.

"You want to trade a broken dagger for treasures? Dream on, you despicable elf." The slave was immediately angered.

"It doesn't matter if it's good or bad. The most important thing is whether it's practical or not. Can treasures help you cut down trees? If Grol catches up to you, you might not even live to see tomorrow's sun. But that's not for sure. I heard that the Sledgehammer Ogres have invented a new way of eating. They slowly cut off human flesh and eat it right in front of you. If you're lucky, you can enjoy it for a few days."

Gulp. The fugitive slave swallowed hard. He was really scared.

"The sea breeze is so cold now. I think you'll need a robe. If you run into a lobsterman or something, you'll need a weapon. It'd be even better if you had a full set of equipment. You can carry your treasures safely on your journey. Even if you run into a few Ogres, you can kill them. As for you … my friend, I'll only choose one item from your treasures."

A knife that could cut down trees, a warm robe, a heavy battle axe, and a suit of armor that was engraved with the pattern of a Griffin …

The slave gulped even louder.

"What are you holding on for? Why don't you sit down and talk? We can make a deal that'll benefit both of us." Lu Li even thoughtfully put a few delicious dishes on the table.

This time, the slave could no longer hold back his saliva.

Food was the straw that broke the camel's back. Ever since the poor guy was captured to do hard labor, he had been eating food that even a dog wouldn't even bat an eye at. He had to worry about whether he would be eaten. After he finally escaped, he did not even have a good meal.

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