Wang Teng followed Jia Zidi all the way to the center of the Magic Armor Race's encampment. Several fortress-like buildings stood here, far grander and more refined than the Bone Spirit Race's "Grave Mounds."
Sure enough, every dark race had its own distinct style.
Wang Teng mused to himself.
At that moment, Jia Zidi landed before one of the buildings, looked back at Wang Teng, and said, "You're my guard. When there's nothing to do, wait outside."
"?" Wang Teng was a little dumbfounded.
So making me a guard just means having me stand watch at your door?
He had thought he could follow Jia Zidi at all times, at least to learn some secrets of the Magic Armor Race. Who would have thought this was all there was to it?
He was speechless, yet had nowhere to vent his frustration.
After speaking, Jia Zidi turned and walked into the building before him.
Wang Teng sighed. After waiting for a moment and sensing that the Magic Armor Race Darkness Breed inside had entered cultivation, he quietly picked up Attribute Bubbles for a while.
Magic Armor Saint Body (Fifth Order)*2000
Magic Armor Saint Body (Fifth Order)*1500
Magic Armor Saint Body (Fifth Order)*1200
"Not bad. 4,700 attribute points." Wang Teng muttered to himself as he looked at the Attribute Panel.
Magic Armor Saint Body: 18200/500000 (Fifth Order);
He waited a little longer. Seeing that Jia Zidi would not be dropping any more Attribute Bubbles anytime soon, he used the power of his clones to form another Magic Armor Race clone. His true body silently slipped into the space interstice.
The entire process flowed as smoothly as water. Wang Teng's body merely blurred slightly, as if distorted, before the final transformation was completed and he vanished.
Jia Zidi, inside the building, did