He turned his head and his eyes met Amon's. Seeing Amon, who had a bookish temperament and looked like a scholar, he nodded as a greeting. The bartender on the second floor was a little surprised. This was the first time he had seen him take the initiative to greet someone. Amon looked away and soon saw the conspicuous task board. He walked over and said, "I want to post a bounty." The bartender on the second floor was a handsome middle-aged man with neatly combed hair and gold-rimmed glasses. He introduced: "We have a total of three chain taverns in the entire Iron Heart City, located in different locations in the city, all of which are places where mercenaries are often active." "There are two prices for publishing information. One is to publish it in a single tavern, and the price is two silver soul coins per week. "The other is to publish it in three taverns at the same time, and the price is five silver soul coins per week. "In addition, we will regularly organize and gather the commission information and send it to major mercenary groups. Whether you choose the first or the second, you can enjoy this item."
Amon chuckled: "Not bad, help me publish the reward, um, choose the second price. "The first target is the 'eyeless snake' with a lifespan of 2,000 to 5,000 years. It should exist in the Iron Heart Mountains, but the number is relatively small. "Provide the approximate location, and pay 100 gold soul coins after I succeed in hunting. Take me to find it, regardless of whether the hunting is successful or not, pay 500 gold soul coins. "The second target is the 'three-eyed fox', which is also 2,000 to 5,000 years old. This is not rare in the Iron Heart Mountains. Take me to find it, and the reward is 200 gold soul coins. "In addition, I will not accept the second target within two weeks. If there is no news about the first target after two weeks, then I will settle for the second best." Amon can actually absorb soul rings with a higher age, but the problem is that even if you find a soul beast with a higher age, you may not be able to beat it, and even if you win, you may not be able to kill it. The strength of the high-level mercenaries in Tiexin City is basically soul master, and the soul beast of 5,000 years is almost their hunting limit. So although this is not the best, it is the most suitable. After hearing Amon's conditions, the bartender said to him: "There is one thing you need to know. Our tavern is just an information exchange point. We are not responsible for confirming the authenticity of the information, nor are we responsible for restraining both parties. Everything depends on you." Amon nodded, "I know." After paying the fee to post the message on the task board for two weeks, he set his eyes on another board with the contact addresses of various mercenary groups. He wrote down the first few, and a few strong lone rangers. Just then, a familiar voice came. "Give me a glass of sweet plum wine, and this, this, this...Except for these few, give me all the other dishes." Yan Jin walked into the tavern and shouted loudly. Lei Yin persuaded: "Sister, please order less, we can't eat so much?" "We can eat, don't doubt my stomach." The bartender on the first floor changed his expression and reminded in a low voice: "Dear guest, please be quiet, the noise will disturb other guests." "Ah? Isn't this a pub?" Yan Jin was a little confused, "I said something was wrong, you are too quiet, the pub should be lively."
Since Yan Jin came in, the young man sitting on the second floor with the best view had put down his glass and showed impatience on his face. Hearing that she was noisy and noisy despite the bartender's dissuasion, he couldn't help but stand up. Half of the area on the second floor of the pub was given to the original height of the house, and you can directly see the scene of a mouthful. The young man in luxurious clothes walked to the edge of the railing on the second floor and looked down at Yan Jin from a high position. He said, "Where did you come from, kid? Didn't your parents teach you not to affect others? Get them out." "Ah? Master Bidal, this..." The bartender looked embarrassed. Driving customers out would damage the reputation of the tavern. "Who are you? This is a tavern! What kind of tavern is it if there are no bragging and fighting? There's no sign that you need to keep quiet." Yan Jin looked unhappy. "Also, what are you so proud of? Is this your family's business?" "Master Bidal is the son of the city lord, a level 29 great soul master. In addition, the tavern is indeed owned by the city lord." Seeing Yan Jin's confrontational attitude, the bartender kindly reminded her of Bidal's identity, hoping that she would give up. "Hey? It's really yours..." Yan Jin was stunned, "Humph, just a bully. Since it's yours and you think it's noisy, you can make a soundproof box." "Vidal's suggestion is very good." Vidal turned his head and said to the bartender on the second floor, "Arrange it for me." "Okay, I'll contact the craftsman to modify it later." "Since your suggestion is good, I forgive your offense." Vidal said in a condescending tone, as if it was a charity. Yan Jin raised his eyebrows, "It makes me feel like I need your forgiveness, golden retriever!" "Don't challenge my tolerance again and again." Vidal's expression darkened. "Want to fight?" Yan Jin didn't tolerate him and looked at him coldly. The soul power surged, accompanied by brilliant light, two yellow soul rings rose from Vidal's body. His martial soul was a gem cat, a soul beast with heterochromatic eyes and elegant body. A calm, cold, yet somewhat domineering voice echoed in the tavern, "You pissed me off." The rest of the guests in the tavern were not panicked by the conflict, and they all watched the scene with interest. They were also somewhat dissatisfied with Bidar, but due to his status as the son of the city lord and the strength of a great soul master, no one dared to show it. Now seeing two young men who seemed to have some confidence challenging him, they all had the mentality of watching a good show. "How about going out to fight? I'm worried that you will blackmail me if I break something." Yan Jin raised his arm and pointed his thumb at the street behind him. "Hehe, how many things will be broken when I teach you two little brats a lesson? Don't worry, you don't have to pay, I will only beat you to kneel down and apologize and beg for mercy." Bidar smiled coldly. "No need to pay... That's what you said." Zi... Xiong... The flames burned and extinguished, and billowing smoke drifted away from Yan Jin's body. Bursts of red light came out of her arms, and the magma continued to increase, emitting amazing heat. Two yellow soul rings lit up, and the soft halo was not dazzling, but solid and undispersed. Looking at her arms that were completely covered with magma and became several times thicker, and the waves of heat in the air, Vidal suddenly had an ominous premonition. "Wait..." Before he could finish his words, a ball of magma shot like a cannonball and made him swallow the rest of his words.
Yan Jin's second soul ring skill is "Soul Power Ejection", which has the effect of directional explosion of soul power to push objects to move at high speed. She can use this to launch magma, creating an effect similar to a volcanic bomb. "Soul Power Ejection" has an unfixed consumption and can be changed as you wish. The more it consumes, the faster it is given.