In the twisting effect of the law, the light golden sunlight presents rhythm and crystal clear like a flowing liquid. Bathed in the golden light, the increasingly silent sand and dust in the dark pit began to become crystal clear and bright. The flickering light spots are crushed glass rolling with the wind. Every flash of brilliance in the air is a semi-energy product of light and shadow interweaving.

In this space that had completely quieted without realizing it, the legendary wizard wearing a starry robe like the night sky had already stood alone for several magics. His enemy patiently hid it up to attack, but how could the patience of the spellcaster be scarce?

For Punk who released the "Muse's Twisted World", it would be best for him if everyone could continue to stare at him in a dark way. The price he paid was at most just to maintain the power of the legendary spell and stay alert for a few hours. It is a question of how long Bill Kyton, who had to hide in the shadow under the pressure of the distorted law, could last.

"Do you want to compare patience, Mr. Kayton?"

The punk expression, calmly released his mental power and asked the empty glory, was very clear that the enemy could receive the information, and the punk expression was very calm.

He did not take the risk of releasing any spells to search, because he knew that his enemy might be right next to him, and the sharp dagger might have locked his head. At this time, any flaw should not exist. This long battle of consumption should continue like this... It is best to last for a few days and nights, so that the stalker hidden in the shadows could not withstand the consumption and showed up actively!

And during this period... the leisurely legendary wizard can continue to speak out and irritate the hidden assassin and enjoy a cup of excellent tea.

"Since we are free now, why don't we come and talk about this idiot Ankazan"?

Take out a portion of Morris Emerald Fruit Tea from the storage ring. Punk, who was in the battlefield, calmly condensed a mass of water elements as if he was having a tea party in his magic tower. The tea leaves were gently sprinkled into the crystal clear water ball, and then rippled with the slightly diffused water waves...

"Well, Ankazan should be a pretty good caster, don't get me wrong. The "good" I mean is his strength, but if you talk about life, the poor "burning man" Mr. Poor" seems a bit terrible."

While evaluating the dead enemy, Punk had also begun to heat the tea. The light jade fruit leaves slowly floated up among the water elements and fell slowly again.

However, before this fruit tea was brewed, the cold-toned "life commentary" of the "Whisper of Destruction" was destined not to stop.

He turned his head disdainfully and looked at the charred corpse that had been covered with dust and continued:

"In name, Ankazan is the so-called "order defender in the central area of ​​the Feren plane". It sounds like that, but unfortunately, this is just a product of the mage guild's self-proclaimed self-proclaimed in order to speak out. From beginning to end, no one recognized Mr. Yan Mei's identity. Of course, the stagnant pool of water on the Feren plane has nothing to do with him. In the days when he acts as a safeguard, Ankazan's work is actually just staying in a fixed place and staring blankly."

The tone is melodious and peaceful, and the tone is disdainful and cold. The legendary wizard's comment on Ankazan is a completely derogatory statement, but this derogatory statement is not an unreasonable insult but a real fact. It is this damn fact that makes people unable to refute it.

Moreover, in this slow and word-by-word remark, the tea floating in front of the legendary wizard finally began to boil...

"Ankazan's legendary journey is too failed and too sad. He was labeled as a flashy and high hat by the Magisters Guild and was restricted to a prison in a small place like the Gray Rain Kingdom. All resources and knowledge can only count on Mesul's merciful alms, like a beggar on the street or a disabled wild dog...... Someone enjoys two people without "feeding", and sits in a daze without "feeding", allowing the cold wind to take away the little body temperature left until the final fate slowly comes."

It took less than a long time for the tea to boil in the flash of the sun. Bubbles of all sizes were surging in the clear liquid. The wrinkled and crushed tea leaves rose and fell with the leaping of boiling water. The entire round water ball began to stir up and dance under the scorching heat like a hair.

It was not until this time that a hot, burning, refreshing and delicious jade fruit tea was completed.

“…………”

"Cheers for the pitiful, sad, and apologetic Ankazan."

Ending with a strange congratulation, "Whispering Destruction" put the fruit tea to his mouth expressionlessly.

If you want to drink tea, you can drink tea. Punk did not make any false at all. Now his words and deeds seem to be very relaxed. In addition to his left hand still holding the "pale scepter" body, his closed eyes and light lips seemed to prove that he was enjoying a delicious tea with all his heart.

Perhaps his expressionless state has not changed, but in conjunction with those disdainful words that evaluate a dead mage, the "whispers of destruction" now definitely seem arrogant and confident.

So………It was extremely abrupt and extremely natural. Just as the refreshing tea liquid was about to touch the caster’s lips, a cold blade suddenly appeared in the dazzling sunlight flow!

"laugh"!

"What qualifications do you have to evaluate Ankazan, a despicable and shameless bastard?"

In an instant, the hideous roar almost pressed against the legendary mage's ears and roared. The sharp blade cut through the mixed laws and cut across the light green light and shadow. The "sharp flying blade" wrapped in the shadow jumped out from the shadow. At this moment, Bill, who was furious, merged into one with the dagger in his hand!

Anger can inspire the courage and potential of a creature in its heart, and can make those professions with insufficient willpower fall into madness... But at the same time, rage and reason do not conflict. There are always some strong people who can control their emotions and make anger unable to interfere with their actions.

For example, Bill was like this at this time.

It is inevitable that the anger of the dead friend was ridiculed and the anger that had been ridiculed in his heart was already burning, but the "Limang Feibian" did not lose any reason or calmness at all! Because at this moment, he knew very well that the caster with cold words was provoking his emotions and trying to anger himself to appear and attack from the shadows.

So have you been fooled?

Bill thinks there is no!

The reason why he dared to assassinate at this moment was not because he was blinded by anger, but because after spending several hours of confrontation, the confident dual cultivation professional finally slowly came to the back of the legendary wizard's body.

And almost at the same time the hot tea was brewed, the blade he placed next to the caster's head was ready to prepare his strongest killer move!

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