Unlike the underground world before, there are no indigenous people in this world, but only descendants of passers-by and passers-by. The Rebel House is a small city, a small mountain city with a population of less than 500, but the entry-level strongmen account for 60%, including more than 30 second-level strongmen, of which twenty are passers-by.

"Welcome to the House of Rebels, well, you can also call this place the survivors, the last place to survive for the survivors who are struggling to survive." The white-haired leader is a Golden Dragon Bloodline owner, and also a second-level strongman who has been staying here for more than 300 years, a second-level Sky Knight, and a first-level official wizard.

He became a formal wizard here, so the inheritance of the wizard is not complete, and many things are half-baked. Even so, he still worked very hard to collect more things from more level-breakers, and worked hard to build the place more complete and powerful, and also cultivated a group of junior formal wizards and formal knights.

"Child, as your seniors and the older generation of passers-by, I need to give you some reminders. In this world covered by green horror, the most terrifying thing is not those monsters, not the green dragon Lethon, but the ubiquitous toxins. This is the true meaning of being covered by green horror. In this world, toxins are everywhere, but only a matter of strength and size. Children, these two bottles of potions can ensure that you are not affected by toxins in the next month. It is my gift to you." Adhering to the kindness and justice of the Golden Dragon, every newcomer has such benefits.

Little Virgin, Lilith held this bottle with poor methods and could only be regarded as a ingredient at the formal alchemist's entry-level potion. It felt a bit sad when he looked at each other.

"I suddenly understood why that bastard Green Dragon was willing to trade the Tree of Life materials with me at ten times the price." Little Weir shook the potion in his hand, and did not thank him. Instead, he talked to Lilith first. This undoubtedly seemed very rude, but what they were talking about made the old leader lit up.

The tree of life material is the top material that alchemist dreams of. If there is such a treasure, the toxins in this world are nothing.

Little Weir took out a magical jewelry that sealed the leaves of the Tree of Life and handed it to the old leader, "With the care, this is an elf magic jewelry, please accept it."

The old leader was about to refuse, but when he saw the bright green light and the contours of the leaves that were faintly visible on it, he couldn't help but move, staring at Little Weil with bright eyes, who nodded and smiled, "The leaves of the Tree of Life, are good things picked by the high priest of the Elf Temple of the Elf."

"I'm sorry, this gift is very precious, but it's really hard for me to refuse it, old man." The old leader held the jewelry in his hand and stroked it carefully, feeling a little reluctant to speak.

"Lilith and I have the bloodline of the dragon clan, and also the bloodline of the elves. My grandmother is the leader of the Star Elf tribe. What I learned is very complicated. She is also a formal alchemist, alchemist, formation master, and the Rebel House has existed for thousands of years. She must have accumulated a lot of knowledge. I want to borrow it for a while, but I wonder if I can?" Little Weir took the initiative to give him a step.

"I'm not trying to take advantage of you for nothing. Knowledge is priceless, but life is even more precious. I have a rich black dragon bloodline. I can use my own abilities to help you drive out some toxins that are not deeply integrated into your body. How about rewards?" Xiao Weir's words moved the old leader even more and agreed with a deep tribute.

"I'll ask you a prudently. The more powerful the two friends, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. The old man will arrange residences for them according to their strength." The old leader found that he had been busy for a long time and only knew the other party's name, and he knew too little about others.

"Level 3." Little Weir smiled slightly: "We are both."

"Knight? Wizard?" the old leader asked tentatively.

"We are both, both." Little Were's words really shocked the old leader, "Then are your other wizard professions?"

“Matching strength.”

The old leader was a little dazed in his mind. What kind of monster is this? What level of existence is matched with the third-level holy level? Grandmaster, Alchemy Casting Master, Alchemy Potion Master, Formation Master, Looking at the potion they were holding, the old leader's face suddenly turned red.

When we first met, we gave the pharmacy master a crude potion from a formal alchemist. I should be the first one.

I really want to find a hole to get into it.

The old leader's embarrassment disappeared from a sharp and harsh alarm, replaced by a strong horror, muttering to himself: "Before it?!"

What to go ahead?

The invasion of the Green Dragon Lethon was seven days ahead of schedule. Generally speaking, it is not very lazy and regular?

The old leader ran out immediately and saw the orderly arrangement of troops in the small town to evacuate the people. All first-level and below people hid in the safety hole below. The second-level masters actively prepared for the battle. At the same time, they also led some first-level monsters they caught and tied them up in a conspicuous place and threw them there.

"It makes the two laugh. The green dragon Lethon comes to us every three months to demonstrate and rage, demonstrating his absolute overlord status. It is not necessary to really kill all of them, but maintain an absolute deterrence to us. If you have the chance, you will capture some people. If you don't have the chance, you will leave with tribute." The old leader pointed to the monsters that whined, and said helplessly: "If you have weak strength, you will be beaten. The weak have been like this since ancient times."

The Green Dragon Lethon is still far away from here, and only a contour is revealed in the sky. The Rebels' House is already busy, but they are all passive defensive arrangements, and there are almost no counterattacks. If there is, it is more than a dozen sky warriors preparing to fight. The method is probably Dou Qi Slash or something.

"Maybe I can help a little, maybe I can do it. After all, besides what I said before, I am still a construction wizard." Little Weir felt that he couldn't watch it. It was still necessary to show his existence at this time.

"Do you have the means of ranged attacks? The green dragon Lethon is not an evil dragon that likes close combat, although it is also very powerful in close combat." The old leader's eyes were full of expectations.

"Bang~bang~" The two magic crystal cannons were thrown out, and the old leader was shocked and he was a little confused when he spoke: "This, this is..."

"As you can see, it's just a magic crystal cannon, but these two magic crystal cannons are relatively average in quality and are difficult to fire continuously. You need to take a break in the middle to continue to use, otherwise it will be easily scrapped." This kind of thing is not very useful for Little Weil, who has made full use of all-out attacks, and it consumes a lot and has little power. However, in this world where the air is forbidden (the air is prohibited from flying with witchcraft fighting spirit), Little Weil cannot fly freely, and the speed of the transformed puppet is slightly inferior, so his long-range attack methods to the air are slightly insufficient, and this thing has become useful.

It’s not that the magic crystal cannon Little Will cannot be improved, but he just hasn’t taken time to give up. Julian has something better in his hands, but the price is too high.

What's more, this thing consumes a lot of magic stones and is rigid and inflexible. In addition to its considerable power, the deterrent effect is far greater than the actual effect.

"Magic crystal cannon, okay, by the way, the magic crystal cannon consumes a lot of magic stones. I have magic stones here, which is definitely enough to fight back the green dragon Lethon." The old leader stroked the cold cannon body of the magic crystal cannon, suddenly thought of something, and then threw out a small team of magic stones.

Little Weir casually put away the magic stone and said carefully: "The green dragon is a very alert and cunning evil dragon. It is better to hide it at this time and not be found abnormal. The leader arranges defense and resistance as usual. We will see the opportunity and give it a shot."

"Okay, see the opportunity to give it a shot. I like this sentence, hahahaha, I have been bullied by Lethorne for so long, it's time to teach it a lesson." The old leader left with a laugh, but asked Jueluo to help Little Vier and Lily lead the way, and asked Jueluo to listen to the instructions of Little Vier and the others and not to be arrogant.

"They will be the hope of our Rebels' House." The old leader's words surprised Jueluo. He scratched his head and turned around and ran to Xiao Weir. He really didn't understand why these two young girls who looked much younger than him could make the old leader value it so much?

Are they really amazing?

However, there are no weak people who can pass this level, Jueluo still agrees with this. After all, he has come here like this, right?

Little Virgin, Lilith put away the sunglasses and cannon, restraining her breath as much as possible, so as not to let the green dragon feel danger in advance. Only then did she carefully observe the terrain of the entire Rebel House small town under Jueluo's leadership and find the best place to attack.
Chapter completed!