Tucci still smiled, his expression helpless and a little lost.
Mickey Loda didn't want to miss out on the tempting delicious food because of his recklessness, so he stepped forward to grab his younger brother, turned around and blocked Tucci, and said in a condensed voice: "Tucci, I know you are good at sneak attacks, what do you mean?
Let’s talk about the plan.”
"Brother? Are you crazy?" Mickey Rolle was a little unreasonable. This time, his brother Mickey Loda ignored him.
A bright smile appeared on Tucci's face, and he said to Mickey Rohr: "Little brother, it's your big brother who knows the general situation."
"Tuki, stop talking nonsense and tell me quickly. What confidence do you have?"
Under Noda's urging, Tucci smiled mysteriously and said sinisterly: "Those three people bought my roast duck today..."
Before he finished speaking, there was silence in the sentry tower. Mickey Rowe seemed to have some realization and gave Tucci a thumbs up after a moment.
Tuqi, the source of the plague, has extraordinary instincts. Brother Mickey Loda, who has dealt with him countless times, certainly trusts his venom. If paired with his reclusive skills, it can really attack from both inside and outside.
Being able to escape, Tuqi's disease infection is the only magic weapon to deal with spirits.
The three people in the sentry tower immediately high-fived each other and let out sinister laughter; when they were young, the tombstones outside the sentry tower shook on the ground, the squeaking soil became loose, and pairs of boring hands turned over the mud; at the same time, the sentry tower
Dozens of bats flew out of the dark cave at the top of the tower, their reddish eyes gliding through the sky, like midnight ghosts.
"Blood Ties"
A blood ball rose up in the palm of Mickey Rolle's hand, and the energy blood on the blood ball flowed on it in the mist. This is the secret technique of summoning the clansmen among the vampires; muffled sounds were heard everywhere, and hundreds of bodies crawled out of the graves.
Uniform vampire tribesmen.
Among the people who crawled out, there were both men and women. The men were slender and handsome; the women were enchanting and beautiful.
"Tuki! I have no reservations about my territorial rights. It's up to you. I hope we can happily work together this time." The serious Mikinoda looked at his younger brother's blood skills with joy; he turned around with a serious look on his face.
reminded Tucci, at least he wanted to let this dirty mouse know that the three spiritual beings should never be underestimated!
"Don't worry, Baron. Once the deal is done, we will still share it as agreed." Tucci smugly disappeared into the black hole, and Black Rose Town became swaying...
In the blacksmith shop, four people sat around a simple and quick table. The roast duck was covered with dust and was placed in a large bowl but no one tore it apart; because Morde Caesar's dinner to welcome old friends was too sumptuous!
"Brother, this is for you." Ai Xi picked up a piece of dark bat meat and placed it next to Wang Man. The latter only felt a tightness in his chest and churning gastric juices.
"Haha, Ai Ze, I haven't seen you in a few years, and your sister has grown so tall? She is such a cute baby that everyone loves!"
"Of course, she is my sister!" When talking about Ai Xi, the older brother felt very proud.
"Hey, boy, why don't you eat it? I spent a lot of effort preparing this." Morde Caesar immediately lost his expression when he saw that Wang Man was indifferent to the bat meat on the table.
"Wang Man, aren't you hungry? The master has prepared meat for you, but you are disrespectful to him." Ai Ze also said in a deep voice, his expression looking very impatient.
"I...I can't eat this thing." Wang Man replied in a low voice, glancing at the roast duck in the center. Although it was dusty, he still liked the popular taste.
Morde Caesar saw the young man's thoughts and picked up the dirty roast duck and handed it to Wang Man.
"Eat? Why are you standing there? You're a worthless guy."
Wang Man listened to Morde Caesar's reprimand and took it timidly. The bitter taste melted into his mouth. He didn't know whether it was the unfamiliar environment from a foreign land that made his appetite uncomfortable or the boredom caused by the oppression of his mood.
"What is this kid's background? He looks so weak. Why do you take such a weak person with you?" Morde Caesar seemed puzzled by Aize's behavior.
"Caesar, don't underestimate humans. This boy's village saved our whole family."
"What? Oh, that's good!" Caesar saw Aize's dissatisfaction. Everyone has a bottom line. As an old friend, how could he break through.
Caesar changed the subject, pouted and said, "By the way, Aize, you said you wanted to take them to the Zhan Zhan Academy?"
"Well, the War College is the only way out for the children. If they stay in the village or wander around the world, they will go to hell. Besides, they are still young and need to learn some skills to protect themselves. As adults, we can't protect them all our lives!
"
"Old friend, you are right! But there... I'm afraid it won't be easy to survive." Caesar glanced at Aize with a slightly uneasy look, and said the last half of the sentence slowly.
Caesar's meaning is obvious. The War College is not a welfare society, but a political arbitration institution in the Chinese continent. It is also a military training institution that spans the country. Magical knowledge accounts for a large proportion in the War College, but this knowledge is military secrets.
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The Zongheng Kingdom and the other three kingdoms tightly control the spread of magical knowledge. This knowledge is the source of hope and power in the Shenzhou Continent. A small number of cautious spellcasters will try to bypass the permission management of the academy elders to seek their own magic.
path, but this is almost impossible. The only chance is to become an apprentice mage in the academy.
The trainee apprentices have the opportunity to gain magical abilities and become spiritual beings who can control various skills and energy, but in the end they will all become part of the forgotten darkness, and will be managed and restricted by the academy's decisions. Only death will greet the betrayers...
The Summoner will quickly remind young upstarts of this fact!
Now Caesar's worries are exactly what Aize is worried about. If his father, Kerry Goode, didn't have such a voice and slight influence in the academy, a beginner like Wang Man wouldn't even be able to enter the war.
The gate of the college.
Almost all spiritual beings above the third level believe that the Zhan Zhan Academy is an elite destiny warrior baptized in life and death, but what about Wang Man? He is just a barbarian who uses his blood to protect his territory. He is considered a destiny warrior?
"Well, it all depends on destiny. If you want to become a destiny warrior, it is not something you and I can easily decide." As soon as Ai Ze finished speaking, he heard the wooden door of the blacksmith shop suddenly opened, and the young blacksmith curled up and rolled in.
"Didn't I ask you to stay outside?" Caesar was about to get angry when he felt something was wrong with the atmosphere.
I saw that the young blacksmith's face was red, his eyes were white, his pupils were gone, and his behavior was quite abnormal. He did not answer Caesar's reproach. He stood up at the door, twisted his neck and made a creaking sound of bones colliding, and suddenly shouted.
, opened his hand and took out Ai Ze's vest.
The fingertips of the little blacksmith's hands became extremely sharp, and the nails shone with a chilling light.
"Be careful." Caesar shouted loudly, and with a flick of the silver hammer, "Death Spread" surged out, and the metal storm came with the wind, wrapping Aize airtight.
The little blacksmith put his hands into Caesar's energy shield. After struggling several times, he stopped moving forward. His Adam's apple rolled and made a dull and harsh gurgling sound.
Wow... The little blacksmith opened his mouth and spit out a stream of bright yellow venom, shooting directly at the back of Aize's head.
Ai Ze hurriedly drew out his heavy sword and jumped into the air, leaping over Venom. He secretly thought something was wrong. When he looked down, Venom was indeed attacking Caesar directly.
"You actually asked me to block skills at the critical moment?" Caesar vented his dissatisfaction. The hammer flew up and down. The entire hammer was wrapped in the holy light. Under the guidance of the shoveling hammer, the fan-shaped metal storm formed a tunnel leading to the roof.
Steep slope; the venom changed direction in front of Caesar and sprayed high into the sky.
The concentration of the light yellow venom was not very high, but it eroded a black hole in the roof beam, and rainwater spilled into the blacksmith shop along the hole.
"This kid is infected, kill him quickly." Caesar was a little excited. Ai Ze descended from the air, spinning and falling in the "sword-cutting style". There was no fear in the little blacksmith's eyes, and he leaned forward and pointed his claws at the target.
Grab the sword.
Ai Ze's fighting spirit was majestic, and the sword was infused with spiritual energy. It was as powerful as a tiger and it was an earth-shattering blow. The heavy sword cut the little blacksmith in half without any resistance.
The little blacksmith fell to the ground miserably and turned into white bones, saying goodbye to this evil world forever; he did not feel the slightest fear of death under the infection of the venom.
Seeing the plague body being eliminated, Caesar immediately sang the "Hymn of Death". This is a duel ritual for the weapon refiner. He borrows the power of destruction from his ancestor, the God of Death. The basic "Hymn of Death" will only greatly eliminate the enemy's magic resistance.
, reaching the highest level is the dark world magic that truly absorbs souls; these spiritual beings who use weapons to practice magic all rely on enhancing the level of weapons to gain an advantage in combat, and Caesar is a weapon refining mage with metal energy.
, to be precise, he is a metal master who is proficient in energy particles!
Aize's heavy sword was raised across his chest in a defensive posture. Ashe hid in the corner, bent his bow and pointed an arrow at the black hole on the roof. The seriousness of this threat could be seen from Caesar's expression, so the Aize brothers and sisters watched intently.
Looking at this shop which is not very spacious.
Five seconds of chanting was enough for the situation to change dramatically. Aize asked himself that he had never encountered such a bizarre poisoning situation. The moment Caesar was about to cast his magic, energy fluctuations appeared next to the table, and the room became silent.
He let out a proud laugh.
Wang Man was startled, and clearly heard the laughter coming from behind. He turned around hastily but saw no one there.
Just as Wang Man was about to stand up, he felt a sticky force coming from behind and sucking him out. He had seen the little blacksmith in his state before he died, and he didn't want to become the next one to be infected.
The desire to survive forced Wang Man to struggle desperately, but the funny thing was that his struggle seemed very weak.
"Boy, come to us quickly."
"Oh, God!" Before Ai Ze could finish his words, he saw Wang Man being pulled out of the room. He couldn't see any enemy in his eyes, but felt a chilling crisis and the energy of the plague spreading everywhere.
"This...this...Caesar, what on earth is this?" Ai Ze was a little flustered, looking a little unbelievable as he watched Wang Man leave the shop.