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36 Explosions and Black Hands

Ofra ignored her, took the magic weapon and tested it himself. Then, with everyone watching, he threw the magic weapon to the ground angrily and stepped on it vigorously to vent his anger.

Until the square magic weapon was trampled into the sand and became invisible.

"go back."

Ofra shouted angrily.

"Go back? I came all this way with you, and you actually told me to go back!?" the witch apprentice asked angrily.

"Marian, please stop it, I am the king here." Ofra suddenly turned his head and glared at the freckled woman.

"king?"

As if she heard the biggest joke in the world, the freckles on Marianne's face even started to twist. She laughed and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes pretentiously,

"Do you really think that the wizarding world is just a game of kings played by you mortals?"

The three apprentices looked at each other in silence.

Ofra's neck turned red, as if she had been greatly insulted, "Marian, you are provoking me."

"Hmph, I'm just provoking you. What do you want?" Marianne crossed her hands on her chest, fiercely and arrogantly, "You are really a king, execute me now, idiot."

Marianne turned her head to look at Ofra sarcastically, only to see a huge green fireball roaring towards her.

"Madman!!!" Marian screamed, and a dark green wizard's book flew out from her gray wizard robe.

boom--

The fireball collided violently with the light.

Marianne hid in the wizard's shield and stared at Ofra sinisterly.

Ofra held a golden wizard's book in his hand, his eyes glowed with golden light, and the black vertical ribs flashed with strange spiritual pressure. The invisible pressure covered the surroundings, and the wizard's shield fluctuated unexpectedly.

The three wizard apprentices on the side were trembling and fell to their knees on the ground, almost falling down from the pressure.

"I am also an official wizard apprentice. Do you want to kill me?"

Marianne cursed, and she was relieved when she saw the obvious hesitation in Ofra's eyes. But at this moment, she felt inexplicably irritable in her heart, and a manic emotion surged into her brain. Her eyes

As soon as he turned red, he immediately took off the wizard's shield, uttered a few syllables in a hurry, and suddenly stretched out his hand to point at Ofra.

The same pale green fireball flew out, but it swayed under invisible pressure and went out before it could fly in front of Ofra.

Marianne had a heart convulsion and woke up.

She opened and closed her mouth, preparing to say some soft words, but Ofra was completely irritated. While chanting a spell in her mouth, the golden wizard book in her hand kept turning, a wisp of tawny elements, and a pale lightning flashed from the book one after another.

freed.

The pale lightning was only as thick as a wrist, but it was extremely fast. Marian lost her wizard shield, and was suddenly shocked by the electricity, her whole body trembling, and her eyes turned white.

The yellow-brown elements that were a step slower poured into the beach, and the sand bulged. The next moment, a sharp and thick stone thorn popped up from the ground, instantly piercing Marianne's entire body.

Marianne is dead.

Ofra laughed darkly.

"I said that I am the king here, and anyone who resists the king will die, don't you think so?"

Ofra stared at the three apprentices who were still kneeling on the sand, his golden eyes sparkling.

"Prince Ofra is always right." The wizard apprentice closest to Ofra felt chills.

"snort."

Ofra's eyes returned to normal, and his expression looked very tired, "Go and get Gumbutz back. Let's go back now."

Without the mental pressure, the three wizard apprentices finally stood up. The wizard apprentice who spoke before hesitated and pointed at Marianne's body, "Then what should she do?"

"Burn it." Ofra took a deep breath, "When you get back, tell her that she was eaten by the wolf king."

"Does anyone believe this...?"

"Huh, so what if you don't believe me? Do you think that someone would offend me for her as a formal apprentice without a mentor?"

Ofra sneered and already had a plan, "When I get back, I will accept the invitation from Wizard Guido and join the Nichols faction, the Shimobone Forest Investigation Team. Nichols has always been in control."

The three wizard apprentices said nothing. Two of them went into the woods to look for Gumballs, while one stayed behind to burn Marianne's body and deal with the scene.

The body of the Freckled Sorcerer's Apprentice was quickly burned to ashes.

The stone thorn was broken into pieces and thrown into the sea, but the two apprentices who went to look for Gumbuz had not returned yet.

Ofra didn't want to stay here any longer, so he went in to search with his apprentice.

But as he walked, Ofra vaguely felt something strange, and the footprints in front of him disappeared.

"Where did they go?" Ofra murmured and turned his head, where the footprints disappeared.

Suddenly there was a muffled sound.

Ofra hurriedly turned around, just in time to see a frost-white long sword lightly cutting off the sorcerer's apprentice's head, and hot blood rose into the sky and sprayed all over Ofra.

Ofra was horrified and hurriedly took out the wizard's book. Before he could flip through it, two palms suddenly appeared in front of him and took away the wizard's book one step ahead.

In an instant of pulling, Ofra felt a strong force, which forced him to stagger and had to let go.

"Is this... the hand of a wizard?"

This ridiculous thought flashed through Ofra's mind. How could it be the hand of a wizard? His eyes turned golden again, and strong mental pressure came again.

The two wizards' hands paused for a moment, as if they were stuck in a quagmire, and their movements became stiff.

Ofra chased after him and was about to take back the wizard's book.

His ankles suddenly tightened, and when he looked down, he saw two palms holding his feet, preventing him from moving.

Or the hand of a wizard.

How is it possible? There is only one normal wizard hand, how come there are four?

Ofra chanted a spell, opened his lower lip, sounded a syllable, and suddenly a pale lightning struck in the air, directly hitting the hand of one of the wizards.

The hand trembled, and the color became much lighter, but it still did not disappear.

Ofra was about to recite the incantation again, when a hand suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of him, and with a snap, he directly covered his mouth.

"Uh...uhhhh~"

Ofra shook his head in panic, grabbed the palm on his mouth with both hands, and kept pulling hard, trying to pull it out, but he was horrified to find that his whole body's strength was not as big as one palm.

His lip was quickly pinched, and as he pulled, the flesh of his upper lip began to tear.

Ofra immediately let go, not daring to pull harder, and started to pull his fingers instead.

In just a moment, the two palms that had taken away the wizard's book flew back and grabbed Ofra's arms respectively.

About ten minutes later, Ofra's eyes turned white, the golden eyes and black brows disappeared, and his eyes returned to normal.

Ofra's strength was almost exhausted.

At this time, the five palms worked together to lift Ofra into the air and fly towards the woods.

Gumbuz stood in front of a tent and calmly watched Ofra fly down from the sky.

Ofra seemed to have also seen Gumbuz, and he squeezed out his last strength and hummed a few times, trying to attract the attention of this great knight's entourage.

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