980 Mission Reversal, Frost Messenger

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"Oops."

At noon on January 0, 796 in the New Calendar of the Free World, a firework comparable to the sun suddenly appeared in the sky over the city of Tanzania, and the Hongshan Taoist frowned after seeing the burst of fireworks.

, and at the same time he cursed in a low voice involuntarily: "It has already started."

"Hey!" He then put away the haze in his eyes and shouted loudly at a figure in front of him: "Where are you going to take her?"

"At least get out of this city."

Duan Qing's gaze became different from the usual casualness. Duan Qing, who had been staring ahead, shouted in a low voice without looking back: "Last time I had no choice, this time I want to be a good person."

"Uh, what are you talking about?" Hong Shan's old Taoist voice then rose again behind the figure of the gray-robed magician: "Fellow Taoist, can we stop joking..."

"This way!"

The loud scraping sound of the floor then sounded in front of the street, accompanied by the sound of breaking through the air when Duan Qing, who was carrying the mysterious woman on his back, suddenly turned the corner and grabbed the gray robe in the corner with one hand.

The magician then turned a large circle around the center of the corner, using a strong arc to remove the inertia caused by the combined weight of himself and the woman behind him: "If you have anything else to do,

, just go and do your business first, old Taoist brother!"

"You haven't even gone, how can I continue to play!"

Involuntarily losing his previous celestial spirit, Old Taoist Hongshan, who followed closely behind him and turned the corner, suppressed his emotional voice: "Ahem, what I mean is...should we

Is it better to go to the East City Gate first? There seems to be some... uh, commotion there..."

"Can you see it from such a distance?"

"Hey, hey, although I am old, I am not blind."

Pointing at the huge fireball that appeared above the streets and alleys that kept flashing across the rooftops, Master Hong Shan said in a low voice: "Look at how there is such a big firework coming out, how can nothing happen?"

"It seems so."

After muttering these words, Duan Qing lowered his head and looked up at the sky: "It seems that someone really took action."

"You, you know?" Old Taoist Hongshan asked with a surprised look on his face: "How do you know-"

"what do you know?"

The running footsteps paused slightly for a moment, and Duan Qing's eyes turned around on the old Taoist behind him: "Ah, are you talking about the assassination? Please, His Highness the Prince has invited so many of us adventurers to be here.

If you are a bodyguard, you must have received bad hints a long time ago."

"The other party's background must be very big, so big that he can't trust the people around him." Speaking of this, the gray-robed magician smiled and touched his nose: "That's why he went out and personally recruited members to join the personal bodyguard.

This is the step for the guards."

"Say, you're right, hahahaha." So the old Taoist had to laugh along with him for a while: "This Taoist brother is indeed very intelligent. He can guess so many clues based on just this little clue..."

"So who's out there attacking now?"

Duan Qing, who tried hard to calm his breathing and stopped to rest for a moment, showed two strange eyes: "Do you know?"

"Me? How could I possibly know this? Hahahaha..."

"Is that so? Based on the impression you gave me before, I thought you had even considered these things."

With a gentle pat of his hand to soothe the still panicked mood of the woman behind him, Duan Qing's deep voice also lost its original smile: "Or... Or... the mission you mentioned before, and the group of attackers

related?"

"How, how is it possible?"

I don't know whether it was because he was intimidated by the other party's sudden way of asking questions, or because he was already late for a big drama and decided to hide it. The old man Hongshan, whose eyes rolled for a while, finally returned to his usual fairy-like self with a vague dry smile.

Feng Daogu’s style: “Old Taoist, I just...well, I just noticed that you were a little reluctant to give up, and I secretly felt that I owed you a debt for my previous recommendation, so I wanted to take this opportunity to repay you with a bigger task...

etc."

"Speaking of which, the task in front of you seems to be very good." He pointed at the woman behind Duan Qing: "Do you know how much this woman is worth in the Violet Tower? I know a few who can successfully blackmail you.

A way to make a lot of money..."

"No one knows about Zi Luo Lan's daily routine." Duan Qing narrowed his eyes: "You must have heard of this process as someone who has been here for so long."

"You gave up the escort mission over there at this critical moment, and you had to take this woman out of the city... Could it be because of the nonsense she said before?" The expression on the face of Master Hong Shan

It became weird again: "You, do you know this woman?"

"I do not recognize."

The hand holding the other person's back tightened again, and Duan Qing's peripheral vision lingered on the profile of the woman behind him for a moment: "But... regardless of the reason why we have done this task before, I always feel that we are like

We met somewhere."

"In the words of you Taoists, maybe this is fate."

His breathing gradually became more even. He turned his head and looked at the east side of the city, which was gradually becoming more lively: "Let's go. If we don't leave, it will be too late."

"Hey, hey!" Immediately behind him, the old Taoist Hong Shan exclaimed again and raised his arm again: "Just because of such a non-existent thing? Don't forget that this is the care of the Violet Tower handed over by the Council of Mages.

people!"

"Of course I know that this is a guest of the Violet Tower, and I also know that doing so may become the enemy of the Violet Tower."

Crossing the rapid river of fleeing people again, Duan Qing, carrying the girl on his back, jumped to the north of the main street in the central city: "Of course I have some reasons of my own for doing this, some that are not humane to outsiders.

Reason, for example..."

The voice was murmured so low that it was inaudible, and his body immediately disappeared into the next shadow formed by the corridors of houses: "I heard a voice."

[Accepting Maggie Salaka’s request, the quest line has changed.]

[Hidden mission has been started: Escape from Tanzania City. 】

[Help Maggie Salaka escape the control of the Violet Tower.]

[The reputation of the Violet Tower has turned hostile.]

"stop."

The voice of an energetic middle-aged man then sounded above Duan Qing's head, accompanied by the sight of the Sherman magician who had met Duan Qing once, floating in the sky at the end of the alley, with an originally expressionless face.

The middle-aged magician's face was slightly sulky at this time, and his gentle voice became a bit colder: "Do you know what you are doing, Linyuan Duanshui?"

"Of course I know."

Without the slightest pause in his steps, Duan Qing, who didn't even raise his head, then rushed towards the alleyway where the opponent was standing. Then, just before a crystal wall was about to flash out and rise, he threw out a bottle of gray

Potion: "I also know you will show up soon."

"Stop what you want to do, and I can still pretend that nothing happened."

A heavy air-breaking wind howl then appeared in front of Duan Qing, accompanied by a sharp wind blade wielded by the magician floating in the sky: "This is the last warning, next time...

…You wouldn’t be so lucky.”

"Humph, it's like you can really do anything to me."

Without fear, Duan Qing jumped over the warning line cut by the wind blade, and with the girl on his back, Duan Qing rushed into the darkness of the next alley and shouted: "If you have the ability, will you really do it?

If you really hurt a hair on my back..."

"Violet will definitely deal with you too, right?"

"…fanatic."

The chaotic airflow then filled the space that Duan Qing had just passed, turning the air there into scratches engraved on both sides of the wall. Then Sherman, who slowly landed not far behind Duan Qing, also issued a message.

He sneered and raised his hand high at the same time: "You think you can do whatever you want with just the magic-breaking potion in your hand?"

"Hey, you really took action."

Duan Qing looked back while running at high speed, and Duan Qing, who looked surprised, then hurriedly threw out a wall made of rock and soil, and then while the chaotic wind blade cut the wall into pieces, he took the people behind him with him.

Maggie lay down on the ground together: "Isn't she your key protection target?"

"She is indeed our key protection target, but she is not a protection target that we cannot harm." Sherman's voice then rose high together with the body that floated again: "And..."

"I have a lot of ways to kill you without hurting her."

The crisp sound of ice crystals cracking sounded behind Duan Qing, and two ice waves swept along the ground and came to Duan Qing. Duan Qing, who had no time to get up, hurriedly poured out a bottle of gray again.

He used the medicine to disperse the two ice waves into blue particles all over the sky before they covered him: "Water and wind cultivation?"

"That's right!"

A big ice thorn appeared again on his hand, and the middle-aged magician floating in the air, whose meticulously combed white back was fluttering violently in the air: "Tremble! Tremble! Because -"

"In the presence of me, Sherman Asgario, everything will become a cold winter!"

The ice spikes reflecting the dazzling light instantly illuminated the darkness between the alleys, and when he turned around, they shot a beautiful straight line in front of Duan Qing. The gray-robed magician who could not react had to grit his teeth and throw Maggie behind him.

On the ground, he awkwardly raised his hands folded in front of him. The sharp ice spike tip then made a harsh friction sound before it was about to come into contact with the surface of Duan Qing's body, and the surrounding ice shards kept flying in the air.

Rotating, the cone-shaped cylinder that was endowed with great power and rotation by wind magic also continued to dissolve and melt under an invisible force, and finally bounced towards Duan Qing's raised hand.

The wall on the side: "Drink!"

Bang!

Like a stray bullet that was deflected, the ice spike kept colliding on both sides of the narrow alley, dragging a long tail of refracted blue light and then caught Sherman's shocked eyes.

, disappeared into the sky like a snowstorm in a coherent geometric shape: "You, your magic robe..."

"I haven't encountered such a situation for a long time... Hey, I originally thought I wouldn't be able to use this function."

Deng Deng took several steps back. Duan Qing finally used his body to sit down on the ground to take off the force of blocking the attack. His hands, which were already seeping with blood, opened with his smile.

He had already disappeared from the character panel with most of his health: "In the end, it still played a little role in the moment of life and death."

"Is this the universal robe?" Sherman seemed to have thought of something, and his expression became even more shocked: "But why is it... wrong? Shouldn't it be in his hand?"

"You don't care where it was originally, it's enough that it's on my body now."

Touching the floor and standing up, a strange smile appeared on Duan Qing's face: "Although it has no effect at all, as long as you have the ability to use alchemy potion at any time... it is enough to become a must for all alchemists.

My favorite."

"Although a piece of equipment cannot smooth out the huge gap between us." He shook off the blood on his hands, but glanced in the direction of Maggie, who was lying unconscious on the ground: "But...

…”

"Anyway, I only have so much physical strength, and I can't run very far with all the baggage I carry."

He grinned, holding two potion bottles and pointing towards the sky behind him: "It's better to deal with it and then leave."

"A shameless worm."

His eyes became intense with anger again, and Sherman, who was floating in the air, raised his hand again: "Do you really think that with such a robe, you can compete with my 'Ice Messenger' Sherman?"

Is Man an enemy?"

"If you only consider the level of magicians, then I am indeed not your opponent." Duan Qing showed a sarcastic smile indifferently: "But... the world of alchemy is not what a guy like you can imagine.

.”

"Your Excellency Violet is the greatest alchemist! Her alchemy is already at the pinnacle of this world!"

A large amount of emerald green energy began to appear on the raised hands, and Sherman's voice echoing in the air began to become ethereal: "I have seen countless miracles under her great invention, and that is not you at all.

Such a mortal can compare!"

"Oh, is it so?"

Duan Qing lowered his head slightly, slowly crossed his hands holding the potion bottle, and then quietly closed his eyes while streaks of brilliant golden light appeared between his fingers:

"In that case..."

"Then let me show you the alchemy that does not belong to this world." (To be continued)


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