"If you want to obtain this precious raw material, it will be difficult unless you go to Planet 13," said the witch craftsman who sells masks on the market.

This is a plant-based variant mask. A thin leaf made of masks and put on the face. It not only achieves the effect of perfect disguise, but also changes the gender, turning a man into a woman.

Han Lang wanted to know the source of this strange leaf, so the witch craftsman talked about Planet 13.

"It's Planet 13 again, what kind of existence is it?" Han Langhua bought the mask for 40,000 star coins and asked Mazoji beside him.

Mazoji said: "Planet Thirteen is the holy land of our witch clan. It is the place where the witch clan was born, and it is also the cemetery after the death of those famous witches in history."

"Many magical plants, animals, and minerals grow on Planet Thirteen, where the origin of witchcraft, and the most precious materials can only be found there."

Han Lang frowned and said, "Can I go to Planet 13?"

"Absolutely not." Mazoji insisted on the railway: "Planet Thirteen is exclusive to the Fantasy Sea King. The guards are all his family warriors. As a human, you must never enter the witch clan holy land. Even our witch clan, only the strong man who has obtained the title of Great Witch can enter the 13th planet after obtaining the permission of the Fantasy Sea King."

Han Lang curled his lips. He had been investigating the dark crystals in Derefez for three days. According to Han Lang's speculation, there must be monsters in the place where the dark crystals are buried.

The most incredible place in the entire Derefis galaxy is Planet Thirteen. Everyone describes the magic of this planet, but Han Lang cannot get rid of the place where the dark crystals are most likely to be buried. This is really a difficult problem.

"At the latest tonight, if you can't find a way to approach Planet 13, you can force it into!" Han Lang made up his mind secretly.

It is not a good idea to strongly dig the holy land of the Witch Clan, because the Witch Clan is not an ordinary nation. The Witch Clan people are good at using all kinds of vicious techniques, poison techniques, disguise techniques, illusion techniques, puppet techniques, summoning techniques, etc. These vicious witchcraft are not easy to deal with. Even if Han Lang now has the high-level cultivation level of a quasi-God of War, he cannot guarantee his safety by 100%.

But there is no way. Han Lang can't spend endlessly in Direfis. Even Mazoji, who just debuted, is now a little suspicious of Han Lang's purpose. For three days, he has not hired a warrior or bought a slave. This is very different from what he said about recruiting dead soldiers for the family.

"Let's go to the slave market and have a look. Maybe there will be the goods I need today." Han Lang said to Mazoji.

"Okay!"

Mazoji excitedly brought Han Lang to the slave market. This is not the first time he has come. Han Lang and Mazoji have been familiar with the merchants here for a long time. The merchants here all know that Han Lang is here to hire death warriors, but Han Lang has a high vision. After watching it for three days, he didn't like a single one.

Mazoji ran to inquire, and soon he returned to Han Lang and said, "People in the market said that today, the top goods came, and the guards of the Mandala King were demoted to slaves by the Fantasy Sea King. They are being sold in the No. 888 shop!"

Han Lang was stunned and puzzled: "As one of the three kings, can his guards be sold as slaves?"

Mazoji said, "I don't know this. It is said that this guard army is unfaithful to King Fantasy. Although they are the guards of King Mandala, they cannot just listen to him. All three kings must be loyal and respected."

"It's just our chance to be demoted to slaves by them. Haven't you been looking for high-level dead soldiers? All the guards who can be kings are good. If you can buy them, it will definitely be very useful."

According to Han Lang's understanding, there is actually no so-called deep feelings among the Wu clan. Brothers like Han Lang can die for Han Lang. This kind of friendship has never existed in the Wu clan, and even the relatives seem very cold.

Take Mazoji as an example. Although the family supports his studies and makes him a well-earned guide, most of the money Mazoji earns must be handed over to the family to repay their support. Even Mazoji has to inform his parents first when he goes home for dinner. His parents say that he can go home for dinner and Mazoji can go home, and the expenses must be calculated clearly after the meal.

It is said that the indifferent character among the witch tribes is to cultivate the independence of the tribe. They do not rely on anyone, even if they are relatives, do not trust anyone, even if they are friends, so that they can become a qualified witch.

Han Lang followed Mazoji to shop No. 888. The superstitious witch clan also believed in Geely numbers. This business is the most powerful in the slave market. It is said that the owner of the store has relatives with Fantasy Sea King, so he can always get the most popular goods in the market.

As expected, twenty-four elite witch warriors became prisoners, and their armor was still worn on their bodies, and they were already shackled and sold in the slave market, causing large-scale onlookers in the entire market.

These witch warriors were wearing black oil paint on their faces and stood upright. People around them praised them, claiming that they were the best quality group of slaves since the establishment of the market.

Han Lang found it very funny because these were the guards of the Witch Clan Mandala King after all. No one remembered that they had once loyally protected the Witch Clan King. Many people who wanted to buy this group of slaves went to see their teeth and completely treated these soldiers as animals.

It can be seen that the alien tribe, the witch clan, is really not humane.

"Boss, look at these slaves, they can always meet your requirements, right? In our Witch Clan, the Mandala King and the Khazar Emperor each have two guards, a total of twenty-four people. Only the Phantom Sea King has three guards, with a number of thirty-six people."

"The warriors who can enter the guards are not only strong in combat, but also loyal. It is said that the guards of the Mandala King have been specially trained by him and have an anti-toxic constitution that is invincible to all poisons." Mazoji kept praising these soldiers.

Han Lang was slightly stunned. If these soldiers had high anti-toxic constitutions, wouldn’t they be able to use drugs like themselves?

Han Lang, who had been drugged and Han Lang, who had not taken drugs, had a big difference in combat power, and these twenty-four people must be the same.

"The Four War Gods 20 High-level Quasi-Gods of War, I've inquired about the cultivation of these slaves." Mazoji was busy asking for information for Han Lang.

"The whole team sells it, and it will not be sold separately. Although the price is not marked, it will never be cheap."

"No, a VIP from Fantasy Sea King came to visit. It is said that he was a founder. Fantasy Sea King finally invited him. It is said that he was going to the holy land in person to create a new magic weapon for Fantasy Sea King."

"I'm in trouble now. We can't compete with the guests invited by Fantasy Sea King." Ma Ji heard the new news again and rubbed his hands around Han Lang in a hurry.

In addition to paying some daily fees, the guide will also get commissions from the customer's transactions. This group of warriors is expensive. If Han Lang buys it, Mazoji will get a lot of money. So when Han Lang loses hope of buying this group of slaves, he is even more anxious than Han Lang.

Han Lang narrowed his eyes slightly after hearing Mazoji's words, and said to himself in his heart: "The guest invited by Fantasy Sea King? Are you going to the holy land to build a magic weapon for Fantasy Sea King? Maybe"

Just as I was thinking, the founder VIP arrived. The high-level witch accompanied a dark-skinned middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. It was specially made of that pair of eyebrows, which were as thick as those painted on the oil paint.

It is very simple to judge who is the great witch in the witch clan, because the higher the identity, the more oil and feathers there will be, colorful and colorful.

"That is Nando, the most trusted consultant of the Fantasy Sea. It seems that Fantasy Sea attaches great importance to this VIP." Among the people who came, there was a shiny witch. After Mazoji recognized it, he said in Han Lang's ear.

The caster with heavy eyebrows walked forward, patted the soldiers on the shoulders, and said happily: "It turns out that they are a group of strong slaves, I want all these!"

Suddenly the crowd was deflated. There were few elite slaves in this group. Many people were staring at them, but they were taken first by the big man with thick eyebrows. No one could refute it. After all, they were VIP guests invited by Fantasy Sea King. If they refute his face, they would not give Fantasy Sea King face. The consequences would be that everyone could think of.

Suddenly, at this moment, Han Lang suddenly smiled slightly and said loudly: "Slow down, I like these soldiers very much!"

Swish ~
Chapter completed!