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Chapter 006

In the lush dark green forest, several figures sprinted forward continuously. During the explosion, a long flame dragon drew an arc and fell to the left of the figure in the front, exploding into a dark pit and billowing thick smoke covering the surrounding area.

The person who ran to the front was Heidein, who was trying to escape from the pursuit of the people behind him. His skin was pale, his eyes were covered with countless bloodshot eyes, and streams of white heat were spurting out from the tip of his nose.

He kept running forward, and from time to time he would use the golden sword in his hand to wave out several streaks of thunderous electricity to block Bieber's pursuit behind him.

boom!

A bolt of lightning struck the grass on the ground and quickly spread to the ground, leaving traces of burnt ash on the grass.

"Run away, run away quickly!" Heidein had a firm thought in his heart. At this time, his mind went blank, and all his mental concentration was constantly mobilized for this thought.

After running forward for several minutes, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on Heidein's face, which looked tired from continuous running, and an excited smile that could not be ignored was outlined at the corner of his mouth.

He knew that he was being chased and things had turned around!

"Help! Help! Help!" Heidein stretched out a hand and bent his palm, using it as a trumpet and shouting as hard as he could.

The surrounding woods shook and rustled, and a few browned dead leaves slowly fell.

His voice attracted the attention of several old men and young men in front of them who were wearing black robes with circles of golden patterns on their collars and sleeves.

When Heidein first saw that there was no magic circle on their palms, his eyes showed a little disappointment and despair, but when he saw dozens of spirit beasts lying on the ground, he became excited again.

He knew that the guy who could defeat dozens of first-order beasts was definitely an alchemist. Maybe he was deliberately using potions to cover up the magic circle behind his hands, and he didn't want people to know.

There are usually two types of people like this. One is those who have made enemies and are not very strong. The other is very powerful but want to travel around the kingdom as an ordinary person.

Heidein was very sure that the guys in front were the legendary strong men, at least intermediate alchemists, maybe even high-level alchemists.

Haidein shouted excitedly, like a hungry wolf encountering food, even his eyes glowed green with greed: "Please help me, save my life, the guys behind are bad guys."

He didn't care whether the other party would care about his identity as a heretical alchemist, it was better than being killed now.

Several men in black robes heard the sound.

The man at the front with a young and delicate face and waist-length flaxen hair stretched out his finger and flicked it forward. An invisible wind blade sprinted forward three meters away from Heidein, instantly resisting the attack.

Bo Zhengqian.

Bieber suddenly felt something extremely terrifying staring at him. The unprecedented danger and the coldness of his body as if falling into an ice cellar made him want to move to the left. Although there was no change in front of him as usual, there was nothing in his mind.

mistake.

Bieber quickly dodged forward and was three or four meters away from his original position. His movements were like a sensitive monkey. But even in this situation, his left shoulder still felt like a giant blade slashing forward.

The arm and left leg fell neatly, and the white bones and blood vessels of the wound could be clearly seen. The scarlet blood shot straight forward like a blood arrow, instantly staining most of the green grass.

The severe pain made Bieber scream miserably, and he fell unconscious for a moment, falling straight to the ground. If it was an ordinary slash, Bieber, as an alchemist, could still resist, but unfortunately a certain amount of mental power was added to it. It quickly acted on the nerves.

middle.

A strange situation occurred. The bodies of the knights behind were undoubtedly divided into two halves. They fell to the ground, with white brains and messy organs emerging.

"Holy shit, you're so strong. Is this what a human does?" Heidein was stunned by Grant's move. He forgot to run and close his feet and mouth, and his body was like a petrified sculpture.

Same, standing there motionless.

He never dreamed that the men in black robes in front of him could be so powerful. What was even more powerful was that they could kill a junior alchemist and three knights with just one blow. However, there was one problem that he still hadn't figured out yet.

, that is, this method is not like what an alchemist uses at all.

He forgot the flow of time and was shocked by this move.

When he woke up, there were already several men in black robes surrounding him, one of them was an old guy, barefoot and dressed in tatters, like a beggar. But Heidein knew that he could follow such a powerful person.

Around people, this person must be a low-key master.

Behind him was an elegant middle-aged man who exuded an aristocratic air, much more elegant than Irving.

The rest is a burly bald man with a hint of ferocious face. The remaining one is a charming-looking man with a sexy hot figure and a tall stature. Even if the breasts inside cannot be seen, they are just from the bulging breasts.

You can also tell that the chest is very large.

What attracted him the most was the young man who had just rescued him!

He looked like he was only in his twenties, even younger than himself, but he always gave himself a very strange feeling.

"What's your name?" Grant closed his mouth, smiled and used his mental power to share.

"Uh..." Haide Yin was startled for a moment, a look of astonishment appeared on his face, and then he became excited and grateful. He nodded quickly: "My name is Haide Yin. Thank you for your help. I really appreciate your help.

If it weren't for your help, I might have died in the forest."

"It's okay. We just want to ask you some questions when we rescue you."

"Please tell me." When Heidein answered, his teeth chattered up and down, and his frightened eyes gradually calmed down. This time, he heard the other party's words directly affected his brain, and he also judged in his heart that the people in front of him definitely did not come from the kingdom.

Alchemists can use spiritual power to transmit sounds.

His expression became more and more changing, and the respect in his eyes was barely concealed. He had recorded this kind of person on the other side of the forest from the Door of Truth in the alchemist's book.

They have very powerful power and are extremely mysterious. They only appear once every few hundred years. They are usually one or two people. After living in the kingdom for a few years, they will go to the other side of the sea.

The kingdom named this group of people the Mystics, and they controlled powerful people who were even more mysterious than the alchemists.

Heidein never dreamed that he would meet a group of mysterious people. It would be a little too coincidental to think that this would happen. But one thing is still very good for him, that is, these few people in front of him are mysterious people, and they will definitely not care about anything.

Heretical Alchemist.

He thought everything through, gritted his teeth, and looked at Grant eagerly. The direct look in his eyes made Grant shudder. He didn't know why this guy was smiling stupidly when he looked at him. He couldn't help but have an idea in his mind: Could it be that the other person is a fool?

?Wouldn’t this damn luck be too unlucky?

What Grant didn't know was that Heidein had only one idea in his mind, and that was to become his teacher.

Heidein saw that Grant was thinking a lot, and he was also thinking very quickly.

It is undoubtedly difficult to rely on one's own strength to grow to the point where even Irving values ​​him. But for Heidein, difficulty is not a big deal. The most important thing is time.

The longer time passes, the more suffering Ivy suffers.

Heidein definitely did not want this outcome, and looked forward to becoming a master to the mysterious person in front of him. This situation has been clearly recorded before, but he just didn't know if the other person would like him.

Bang!

Heidein knelt back and said respectfully and excitedly: "Please accept me as a student, Lord Mystic. I can do anything and have done any hard work. I hope you will see my qualifications and treat me as mine if you can."

Teacher."

When talking about the latter part, I thought of the person in the record, changed the subject, and began to flatter him.

Grant stared blankly at the young man kneeling in front of him and raised his eyebrows speechlessly. These days, all students who are students have gone to the other continent. This guy doesn't seem to know him. Does he think he is very powerful?

Grant saw that Heidein had black hair and black pupils, and looked almost like a Federation ancestry, and he felt some sympathy in his heart. However, if he wanted to be his student, he had to meet certain conditions. After all, he was also a reputable figure in the Nightmare Frontier.

.

He stretched out his hand and pretended to cough, and said something very maturely: "You can tell by the way I dress that I love to travel alone. It's too troublesome to accept students."

When Heidein heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched, and a strange smile appeared on his face, especially the signal in his eyes, which was actually a look that Grant knew very well.

Just brag. Haidein looked at it and thought that you were with those people and you were still single. It was just a random excuse to deny that you didn't want to accept him as a student. But at least find a better reason.

"I know, it's really offensive to the Mysterious One." Hydein's words were filled with deep disappointment, and he also sounded a little weak at the end.

Even though he knew that he had a high chance of failure, it still felt uncomfortable to really reject him. Fortunately, he still had a long way to go, and there was still hope of marrying Ivy.

"Haha, you want power, right? Do you want to be my student because of power?" Grant chuckled and stared at Heidein with interest.

He could feel that there was no large amount of negative energy intruding around this alchemist, so judging from the situation, he shouldn't be a bad person.

Haide Yin's heart suddenly suddenly showed a tangled and complicated look in his eyes, and he thought to himself: "You are indeed an expert, but how should you answer? Should you say yes or no to the other party? If you say yes, the other party will not respond.

If you are happy, just like before, with a stroke of your hand, your body will be split into two halves."

He hesitated for a while, then nodded: "Yes."

Since he is a master, he must have a habit of pretending. People say that he is doing it for power. If he says no, he seems a bit hypocritical and is just slapping the master in the face. If he nods and says yes and is honest, it is also considered a lie.
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