985 Numerology is vacant, the temple appears

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"Lord, the woman was not found."

At the same moment, in the sky in the center of Tanzania City, a magician flying slowly from a few hundred meters away lowered his head and reported respectfully in a low voice: "De Yang.

The master is leading people to continue the search, but..."

"No."

Still maintaining the posture of looking in the direction of the city gate, Violet, floating in the clear sky, lowered her head slightly, and the divine light that was originally looking in that direction also converged with her movements, as if

I sensed some unusual hostility: "Since her purpose of coming is different from what I imagined, let her go."

"How can the majesty of the Lord of Violet be allowed to be trampled on so easily?" The magician floating in the distance still maintained his respectful movements: "The city is now in chaos. If these despicable adventurers are allowed to continue to roam freely,

…”

"I don't want to hear these meaningless compliments."

Gently brushing the sleeves of his robe, the great purple magician in gorgeous clothes slowly turned his body, with a little dissatisfaction in his eyes, which was one height taller than the other person.

With a look of patience, he looked down contemptuously at the magician who came to report: "Are you... Malvi? Since you have been in my tower for fifteen years, you should understand my temperament and

Like.”

"Although I am of noble origin, I am tired of the tricks in the court."

She put her hands together, and the gorgeous purple robe flashed two butterfly-like rays of light in the air. Countless circular magic arrays of different sizes then appeared in the sky behind her for a moment, and then accompanied her slowly approaching.

He moved and completely disappeared into the distance where the Violet Tower was: "Instead of continuing to praise my greatness here and being bound by those red tapes, it would be better to do something earlier or give me less trouble."

"I, I understand."

As if he felt the pressure from the opponent's approaching body, the magician named Malvi lowered his head and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "I will eliminate the heretics in the city soon.

Let the city of Tanzania return to peace."

"...Where's Sherman?"

"Report to the Lord, he has not returned yet."

Facing the low-pitched question posed by the Lord of Violet, the magician who stepped back slightly paused in his reply: "Don't worry, that lost woman... we will catch her back soon."

"……well."

I don't know whether she was worried about the situation in front of her or disappointed with the magician's answer. Violet sighed slightly, and her figure standing in the sky swayed slightly, and finally slowly moved towards

The cities in the forest of houses fell between them: "There are enemies outside approaching day and night, and the empire is watching eagerly inside. At this critical moment, my biggest bargaining chip was taken away by two adventurers..."

"Chris' big drama is about to end, and he might take action against me next moment." Her long lavender hair trembled slightly as her toes landed, and then her eyes fell on the man behind her.

Ming followed the magician who came forward: "And my subordinates... are just guys like you."

"Please, Lord, please forgive me." The magician named Malvi immediately bowed and buried his head deeply: "It's because my subordinate is not capable enough, and I have let you down."

"If your life can be used to make up for these mistakes, do you think you can still stand here alive?" Violet's voice was full of casualness and helplessness: "A group of incompetent guys... go use your only

Those eyes you have, please fill in the vacancy of the 'Principle of Destiny' for me."

"..."

"Why, you still don't understand?"

Looking at the hesitant figure of the other party who still made no move, Violet sighed deeply: "The surveillance system of the Violet Tower is established based on the city's terrestrial veins, using induction numerology instead of

If the target of the magic setting is an extraordinary person who transcends numerology, this surveillance system will fail. There have been very few examples of this failure in the past, so I have not focused my energy on improving this system.

On top of the system, until more and more adventurers begin to appear, and——"

"When the Destiny's Child begins to appear."

She lowered her head, and her mood seemed to have dropped a bit with the emergence of this word: "The so-called surveillance system has also begun to have a large number of unobservable areas, and it has become in name only."

"Lord..."

"Don't worry, I'm not disappointed with the shortcomings of this magical achievement that has been handed down."

Interrupting what the magician behind her subconsciously wanted to say, Violet slowly turned around: "In comparison, I care more about the results of my other magic experiments. If

If those experiments can succeed, then there is hope for the future of this continent."

"but now……"

Her eyes became serious as her eyebrows furrowed, and the rare look of despair that originally appeared on her body was quickly replaced by the nobility and confidence unique to the great magician: "There are always people who do what they want for themselves.

He framed me because of his petty selfish desires, and the numerology in my body has almost been disturbed to the point where I can no longer see clearly."

"Don't worry, Lord, no matter who wants to offend the Lord, my subordinates will do their best to kill them." Malvi's voice became much firmer as he knelt on the ground: "This is not flattery, this is me.

A common wish with the other magicians in the Violet Tower."

"...even if the other party is that prince?"

"..."

"Hehehehe."

Looking at the motionless Malvi in ​​silence, Violet let out a few inexplicable smiles, and then the movement of covering her mouth disappeared when she turned around again, along with her gaze towards the city gate.

Both eyes turned toward the east of the city: "For the sake of how cute you are, I won't make it difficult for you this time. You just need to continue to cooperate with the local garrison to maintain order in the city."

"The next thing, I and several other masters will handle it." She waved her hand, and the figure in the gorgeous purple robe flew towards the sky where the Violet Tower was: "Including the missing person

The movements of the little guy, and the little thoughts of His Royal Highness...well."

Her movements paused slightly for a moment, as if she suddenly discovered something worth noting. After a while, when there was still no movement around, she asked in a gloomy voice: "I see, no wonder you are like this today."

The ground is respectful..."

"It turns out that I made another mistake."

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"Hey, damn it."

In the free world, in a tavern in the west of Tanzania City, a newly resurrected thief player walked out of his rebirth point holding his shoulders, cursing secretly as he passed through the hall with few drinkers: "Such a powerful player

The sense of oppression... is worthy of being the president of Arashiyama."

"It's a pity that he is a magic idiot." He stopped at the door of the tavern and looked around at the streets that had been cleared by the riots in the city: "I can't even open a wooden box with a magic mechanism.

Back then, a passerby alchemist poured a few bottles of potion on him—"

"That's not some random alchemist, that guy is extraordinary."

A deep voice then appeared next to him, accompanied by a figure of a player in Taoist robes gradually walking out of an alley on one side: "Humph, now that I think about it... since that guy didn't die and come back,

If you go to the Wind Eagle Tavern, you'll probably be treated as a guest by me."

"You, who are you?"

Quickly putting the wooden box in his hand into his arms, the thief named Walnut Rakshasa looked warily at the Taoist priest in front of him and the other players who were gradually surrounding him: "Which guild do you belong to?"

"Which guild are we from?"

The old Taoist Hong Shan rolled his eyes slightly and raised a hand and then showed a bright smile to the thief: "We belong to a guild called Templar Knights. I wonder if you have heard of this.

Name...no? Very good, we are here to help you."

"We are good friends with the passerby alchemist you just mentioned." He scratched his cheek, and at the same time extended his hand to the other players in black around him and introduced: "I heard that your mission today has appeared.

There were some difficulties, so I came here to help."

"oh?"

Putting down his vigilance suspiciously, Walnut Rakshasa blinked his eyes: "Are you, what you said is true? Are you the friend of Lin Yuan Shui?"

"Yes, we met just now, in a small alley near the north gate."

Patting his hands, another player named Wutian Arhat also stepped forward with a smile on his face: "He said that you seem to be being hunted now, and you might be reborn soon, so

Let us wait here and see if we can help you... That's right."

"You got the stuff, right?"

He patted the thief on the shoulder, and the face that was originally covered by the cloak was clearly revealed in front of Walnut Rakshasa. A bright bald head followed the friendly expression on his face, reflecting bright light on the thief's shoulder.

: "That thing... is still on you?"

"That's right." Slowly taking out the wooden box from his arms, Walnut Rakshasa nodded his head: "They couldn't force the things away from me, so they chose to send me back."

"Well, this is really not an option."

With a troubled expression on his face, Wutian Arhat secretly looked at each other and the old Hongshan Taoist beside him: "Since they have regarded you as their target, how about we divide our forces into two groups?"

"Yes, that's just right." Old Taoist Hongshan clapped his hands when he heard the sound: "While they put the power of pursuit on you, they sent the things out without anyone noticing... This timing is simply perfect.

The most perfect timing!”

"The premise is that if you trust us." He put away the proud laughter that he couldn't help but put a meaningful questioning look on Walnut Rakshasa's head: "How is it? What do you think?

,Little brother?"

"Well..." As if he was deep in struggle and thinking, the thief player frowned his eyebrows. After a while, he slowly stretched out his arm and handed the wooden box in his hand to the other party's.

In front of me: "It seems... there is no other better way..."

"Okay! Then without further ado." He cast a look at the other black-clothed players around him, and Hongshan Taoist stretched out his hand with a fairy-like expression: "Let's set off, and please invite this little brother.

Go out and wander around more to attract the attention of those enemies——"

puff.

The imaginary placing sound did not appear in front of them. Instead, there was a muffled sound when the sharp blade was inserted into the body. The wooden box that was about to be received was now replaced by a sharp dagger.

Stabbed into the old Taoist priest's chest: "You think I'm a newcomer, do you really think I'm a fool?"

"Although I have only stayed in the Fool for a few dozen days, I have still heard of the Templar Knights!"

Splashing blood mixed with sudden wild shouts surged into the sky, followed closely by the thief who tumbled out of the encirclement and rolled several times on the ground. He climbed up in embarrassment and then

He put away his weapon that was still dripping with blood and ran towards the far side of the street: "Bye bye, you bunch of idiots!"

"Here, catch him!"

Then the voice of the old Taoist Hongshan shouted angrily before his death: "I, the dignified Master of Mengkeng Hall, the old Taoist Hongshan, actually fell down twice in a row in one day. I don't accept it, I don't accept it——"

"Okay, okay, you can go in peace."

Waving his hand to disperse the white light that appeared next to him, the sullen Wutian Arhat then watched the other players chasing after him with gloomy eyes: "I told you not to think about using those in your bones all day long.

You’re using deceptive tactics, now let’s learn a lesson...A’Kang.”

"Go and notify others." He waved his hand towards a thief in black who had not yet left: "The target is fleeing in Xicheng District, be sure to stop them."

"The message has been sent out, using the magic stone given to us by the Magic Empire."

Nodding his head, the thief named A'kang then put away a stone in his hand: "Although it may be noticed by the Violet Tower, but... at this time, they should not have such leisure.

Time, right?”

"It's impossible to tell." Wutian Arhat took out his adventurer's map and said, "Moreover, Tupao led people to track the alchemist who left with the sacrifice, and no news has come back yet."

"That Lord should abide by the agreement, do we still need to worry about it?"

"Of course."

Eyes constantly checking every symbol marked on the map, Wutian Arhat replied in a low voice: "Let's not talk about whether she knows our plan..."

"According to Master Hongshan's description, it is still unknown whether the alchemist can be successfully captured." (To be continued)

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