Chapter 1588 Good News and Bad News

Witnessing with my own eyes that sixty little friends were instantly swept down by the purple barrage flying all over the sky, and the rest of the goblins were all scared out of their wits, their will to resist instantly collapsed, and they fled to the depths of the lair crying.

"Mr. Vader, I suddenly discovered that 'Magic Missile' is the most suitable spell to match multiple spells!"

Duo'er's eyes were filled with excitement.

"The move you just made was so cool! It's not 'Magic Missile', it's simply 'Missile Storm'!"

"Multi-point casting combined with 'Magic Missile' to hit 60 hostile targets 200 feet away at the same time, and the hit is guaranteed. This is really good."

Joan let out a wry smile with "ventriloquism".

"Unfortunately, this method of casting is too expensive to last."

A round of volley consumes 12 spell slots. Even if Joan has a lot of spell slots and possesses "Sid Mana", "Mythical Power" and "God's Tears", there is no way to maintain this for a long time Ferocious firepower, after only a few rounds, they will face the embarrassing situation of running out of ammunition and food.

"That's true."

Duo'er smiled lightly, turned over and jumped off Joan's back, her figure flowed like the wind, as if dancing lightly, the two swords in her hands turned into a little cold light, and sealed the throats of all the goblins who were still alive.

...

Joan and Duo'er stayed in the goblin lair for about three hours.

Twelve cold snake lizards pushed forward from the entrance of the cave to the end of the lair, slaughtering no less than 300 goblins, and their proficiency in "casting spells with multiple heads" has greatly improved.

After a night of special training, Joan is now able to ensure that all twelve "freezing rays" hit targets within 50 feet.

In the lair, corpses piled up like a mountain, and the pungent goblin body odor mixed with the bloody smell was disgusting.

Joan and Duo'er didn't want to stay longer in this disgusting place, so they turned back the same way and left the goblin lair that had become a mass grave.

Returning to the empty lakeside shrouded in moonlight, Qiao An changed back into a human form, took two deep breaths of fresh air, and relieved his physical and mental exhaustion.

It was past midnight, and Joan thought that he would meet with his mentor tomorrow morning, so he cast a spell to transform into a giant eagle, carried Duo'er into the sky, and flew back to Midgard City.

...

In the early morning of the next day, Qiao An came to the tutor's laboratory on time as agreed.

Professor Moriarty, who hadn't shown up at school for nearly a month, was still so elegantly dressed.

Qiao An noticed that the mentor's eye circles were dark, and he obviously hadn't slept all night, but his spirit was surprisingly excited. This contrast made him feel that something must have happened!

"Joan, I have to go back to the stock exchange after breakfast. I made a special trip to tell you a good news and a bad news. Which news do you want to hear first?"

Professor Moriarty smiled mysteriously.

Joan thought about it, and quickly made a choice: "You tell the bad news first."

Professor Moriarty stared into the eyes of the students, and said almost word for word: "On the night before yesterday, the northern gate of the Midgard colony, the military fortress Linyan Fortress, was captured by Lord Fei."

The news was so sudden and shocking that Qiao An was stunned for a moment, and it took a long time to recover.

"Teacher, where did you get the news? I read the newspapers every day, and there is no such big news in the newspapers!"

Professor Moriarty shook his head and sneered, and said contemptuously: "The newspapers in the Midgard area are either slow to respond, belatedly aware of it, or already aware of it, but they can't pass the censorship of the government authorities, and they haven't published it at all. The platform that broke the news, you can see relevant news from the newspaper!"

Joan was stunned for a long time, barely suppressed the chaotic thoughts, and asked Professor Moriarty:

"Mentor, what is the other good news?"

"Linyuan Fort was captured by Master Fei."

"Why is this good news again?!" Joan couldn't laugh or cry, "What time is this, why are you still in the mood to joke with me!"

Professor Moriarty picked up the coffee and took a sip, with a strange arc on his lips.

"Joan, I'm really not kidding you."

"The fall of Linyuanbao is bad news for our safety, but it is good news for our wealth."

"Teacher, I don't understand what you mean..."

"Think about it, my student, and you will understand." Professor Moriarty said meaningfully.

In fact, it's not that Qiao An really doesn't understand. He has already guessed seven or eight points in his heart, but he is just unwilling to accept this too cruel reality.

For every millionaire born on the stock exchange with bloody gold coins in his pocket, countless families went bankrupt.

When a disaster strikes, the pain and misfortune suffered by the majority will instead bring opportunities for a small number of speculators to make a fortune.

Compared with the fall of Linyuan Castle, the good news that Professor Moriarty hinted at has not aroused Joan's interest, so he couldn't help asking: "Teacher, can you tell me in detail what happened to Linyuan Castle?" It fell into the hands of Master Fei?"

The professor spread his arms and smiled wryly.

"You may not believe me if you say it. After the stock exchange opened yesterday, the abnormal fluctuations in the magic crystal futures trading made me suspicious, so I cast a prophecy spell, and it turned out that something big might have happened outside the market!"

"Joan, you should also know that prophecy spells can only provide vague signs, but cannot present details. It is not uncommon to make misjudgments."

"In order to prove that it's not me being suspicious, I searched around for information all day yesterday, and finally found out about it from a well-informed friend. Unfortunately, that guy doesn't know the details himself."

Speaking of this, the professor suddenly changed the subject, approached Joan, and asked in a low voice: "Do you have contacts with the 'Sons of Liberty'?"

Joan nodded, and then added: "I just know a few friends of 'Sons of Liberty', but I didn't join their organization."

"Joseph Adams, you know that?"

"Of course I know, I have met Mr. Adams twice."

"Joan! Now I want to ask you a favor. Can you try to contact this Mr. Adams and ask him about the causes and consequences of the fall of Fort Lindeep?" Professor Moriarty couldn't hide his excitement.

"I can ask Hailaer for help. She is Mr. Adams' niece, but mentor, why do you have to ask Mr. Adams for information?" Joan asked puzzled.

The professor spread his arms and smiled wryly.

"Of course it's because in the entire New World, the 'Sons of Liberty' association has the best news! The friend who tipped me off is also a senior member of this association, but his status in the 'Sons of Liberty' is not among the top ten. , I still don’t have access to the core secrets for the time being, and if I want to get the latest and most comprehensive information, I can only find the legendary ‘Big Three’, Joan, do you understand what I mean?”

Professor Moriarty watched his student with eager eyes.

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