But now that the team task has been triggered, everyone's interests are the same.
Stop Fang Heng!
Many people turned their attention to one of the players.
Duan Chengbin.
Yesterday, there was a sudden barbarian invasion. Many player teams and guilds mobilized their manpower to go to the front line to support the mission. Most of the remaining players were busy with missions or lacked the strength.
Not long ago, Duan Chengbin had just made a breakthrough and was accepted as a student by another vice president of the Griffin City Mage Association, so he couldn't leave.
His strength is considered top among all the players present.
Duan Chengbin thought about it secretly, took a few steps forward, stood in front of Fang Heng, and looked at Fang Heng.
"Lord, don't be so anxious. There are very few necromancers in the association, and I have many questions that I would like to ask you for advice."
"Huh? Ask for advice?"
Fang Heng glanced at the person coming.
Under the mask, his face looked a little more solemn.
Very troublesome.
It is estimated that the task given to the players is to prevent him from obtaining the construction blueprints of the mage tower.
In just a short moment, several thoughts flashed through Fang Heng's mind.
Duan Chengbin looked at President Randolph again, "President, we are applying to Lord Fang Heng to conduct a Mage Association ability assessment to confirm whether we have the qualifications to build a Mage Tower on our own."
"Evaluation? A fight?"
Fang Heng heard this and stretched out his hand.
A dark Book of the Dead appeared in the palm of his hand. He moved his gaze to Vice President Randolph aside, "President Randolph, do you agree with this ability assessment?"
Randolph thought for a moment.
The ability assessment of the Mage Association is generally conducted at the Mage Association.
In most cases it's just a formality.
He had just sent someone to confirm Fang Heng's identity as a lord immediately, and was about to find a reason to hold Fang Heng back.
If it is confirmed that Fang Heng really wants to build a mage tower, the Mage Association will naturally be willing.
I'm afraid there will be problems.
Competency assessments are a great excuse to procrastinate.
Besides, he also wanted to see the strength of the necromancer in front of him.
Necromology is too rare in the entire empire.
Randolph said with a gentle expression, "Of course, the Mages Association recognizes this evaluation."
"After passing the evaluation, can we view the drawings of the Mage Tower?"
Randolph felt great confidence in the other person's tone.
"Yes, if there is no problem with your identity as a lord, you can definitely check the Mage Tower drawings, but the allocation of magic cores needs to be decided after you provide complete application materials and after discussions between the Mage Association and the Empire."
Randolph said and looked around, "These are all libraries. In order to prevent the collection of books from being affected, we went to the square to conduct a capability assessment. What do you think, Lord?"
"good."
…
"What? There's a fight? Who's with whom?"
"And a foreign necromancer, a member of our association."
"Wang Spirit System?"
"Yes, it's over there in the square. They said they were planning to build a ghost tower. They started fighting for some reason. Hurry over and have a look."
There are already very few mages who study necromancy in the Mage Association. It was heard that necromance mages were coming to participate in the level assessment. As soon as the news spread, it immediately caused quite a stir.
In the square outside the library, more and more melon-eating players and members of the Mage Association gathered here to watch.
The spied game prompts on Fang Heng's retina started a new round of swiping the screen.
Thanks to a special false identity obtained during the trial, Fang Heng's identity can continue to be hidden.
Randolph walked to the center of the square.
"There are certain dangers in the ability assessment of the Mage Association. To ensure safety, as the referee of this time, I will interrupt this trial at any time. The trial is divided into rounds of battles. If you persist undefeated for ten minutes, you will pass the assessment."
Fang Heng looked at Randolph, "What about the rules of victory and defeat?"
"Admit defeat, lose the ability to fight, or leave the square area and you will lose."
"Yes." Fang Heng nodded and looked at the junior mage standing opposite holding a spiritual staff, "Can we start?"
Randolph said in a deep voice: "The trial evaluation has begun."
Fang Heng stood still.
The Book of the Dead was suspended beside him, emitting a faint dark light.
Technique·Bone Spear.
Fang Heng slowly pulled out a white bone spear from the suspended Book of the Dead.
Holding the bone spear in his hand, he felt a warm touch.
Fang Heng tried to lift the bone spear and swing it twice in the air.
Very convenient.
Just a bit light.
Duan Chengbin was not the first to play.
The assessment lasted ten minutes, and they had enough time to observe and look for Fang Heng's weaknesses.
Let the people from the Mage Association come up first!
On the court, not only Duan Chengbin, most people's eyes were focused on Fang Heng.
Huh!?
The onlookers couldn't help but be surprised.
They saw Fang Heng holding a bone spear in one hand and rushing straight towards the junior mage on the opposite side.
Extremely fast!
Sudden!
The junior mage has a nimble figure, leaps back a few steps, distances himself while waving the spiritual staff in his hand.
"Wind Blade! Phoenix Dance!"
In the air, several light cyan air blades condensed and roared towards Fang Heng's location.
Fang Heng continued to rush forward.
The speed of the wind blade seemed particularly slow in his eyes.
Compared with the blood thorn of the vampire prince, it is more than one level slower!
Fang Heng didn't pay attention at all and continued to rush towards the junior mage in front, the bone spear in his hand passing quickly.
"Bang! Bang bang!!"
The dense wind blades exploded one after another under the swing of Fang Heng's bone spear!
What is this operation?
Suddenly there was a gasp in the square.
The wind blade was split open by the bone spear in Fang Heng's hand!
The junior mage suddenly became confused.
The battles between mages are all about throwing spells at each other.
How come you meet someone who rushes at you unreasonably?
He panicked.
"careful!!"
Sudden!
The junior mage was surprised to find that Fang Heng suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes.
"laugh!!!"
Immediately afterwards, there was an extremely dry sound.
The mage's pupils shrank, followed by a wave of weakness that spread throughout his body, and a numb feeling came from his right shoulder.
It's not tingling, but numbing.
No, it’s poisoning!
The mage reacted and lowered his head to look over his right shoulder.
A small piece of white bone spear stabbed out from his shoulder, still stained with bright red blood.
"you lose."
Fang Heng appeared behind the mage and whispered in the mage's ear.
"boom!!"
The junior mage felt a sharp pain in his back, and was kicked out by Fang Heng, landing outside the center of the square.
Someone immediately gathered around and carried the injured junior mage down.
Fang Heng turned his head and looked at Randolph, "Next please."
The first junior mage only lasted less than 10 seconds in Fang Heng's hands.
There was a burst of discussion in the square.
It's not because of Fang Heng's tyrannical strength.
When a high-level mage faces a low-level mage, it is normal for him to win with one blow. Sometimes it doesn't even take 5 seconds.
What they felt was strange was Fang Heng's combat mode.