A Sorcerer’s Journey

Origin of Darkness wraps around, disguised as a dark creature, and Green turns into a flurry of black smoke.

“I am the Messenger of the Dark Big World. These Dead Crows are friends of the Innocent Holy Joe. I have been instructed to invite these Dead Crows to the Dark Big World.”

The shadow is low and the source of darkness is solidified and undisturbed.

Original Saint Joe!?

Noting the source of darkness emanating from the inside and out of Green, rather than being mobilized from the outside, the guardian's pupils suddenly shrunk to needle tip size.

“The Dark World Community has signed a covenant with several Fountain Ancestors. Since Your Excellency is the Messenger of the Undead, please take it with you as soon as possible. After all, this is the Fountain Ancestor World Community, and I am the guardian of the Dark Heavy Oil Will. ”

The guardian broke apart and blended into a dark, heavy oil well, disappearing.

“Green, I found some nice dark heavy oil wells. ”

The free dandelion flew over and his heart palpitated towards this dark, heavy oil well.

On the other hand, the three-legged death King Jin Wu flew in with his last people like no one else. The ruling community of a once medium-sized world is now nothing more than this, and it is really boastful.

“Little ones, to absorb these breaths of death, you must become stronger and stronger, stronger than ever, and the Crow Clan of Death will never perish! ”

The three-legged dead crow is sad and lonely, and even if it has just faced the forthcoming battle of the guardians of the world, it will never retreat for these final peoples of its own.

Once summoned to bear the burden of humiliation on the battlefield of the civilized world of radiation, earnestly stealing life, optimism, but now occupied by the full responsibility of the body, much less laughter, with its own bottom line and insistence.

“My lord, we... do we really have a chance to revive the Crow Clan of Death? ”

“My lord, I think the Dark Death Hell Paradise is over, whoops...”

It seemed to feel like leaving this world community, going away to an unknown place, everything that was once glorious had become a thing of the past, with nearly a hundred dead crows crying.

Touching the scenery, I can't believe Hachi and Free Dandelion were silent about it.

Were the ancient wizards, who had endured the burden, the scrupulous and the stealing, like these dead crows, at the moment Antonio pryed the leverage of destiny, wandering blindly and weeping in the face of the dark unknown...

After the arrival of the ancient wizards at this time, the world community of the League of Witches, looking at the barbaric and undeveloped world community on that side, stood on the earth of the shattered and endless ruins of the wizard, barely remaining the last trace of the eternal soul of the seventeen rounds of the true spiritual wizard, Pumillosus, stood up in sobs, striving to make himself stronger, to carry out the Devil's expedition of true devotion.

Once contradictory, the ancient wizards set aside their isolation from each other, formed a League of Wizards to save the world of wizards, to wash away shame, to repeat the pride and glory of the past, to be sincere and united, to unite any power that can be united.

And now, these dead crows...

“Rest assured, on that vast land, you will be reborn, and the Crow Clan of Death will be more glorious and powerful than ever, just like the world of wizards. ”

Green smiles, seemingly standing at the historical height of the wizarding world, overlooking the world.

Official wizards hunt for world resources, holy marks wizards hunt for world treasures, true wizards hunt for endless treasures, and endless treasures are hidden only in endless world history.

Only at the height of history can history be overlooked if there are enough levels of life!

“The hope of exterminating the wizard, of my people, of the Crow Clan of Death, is upon you. As long as I can revive the Dead Crow Clan, even sell my own soul and burn my soul. ”

The three-legged dead crow looked into Green's eyes, gleaming and flickering.

There is no contractual constraint, no high roar, but Green feels a power, which is the power of the rules of true spiritual devotion!

By virtue of dignity and grace, rather than coercive restraint, forming the force of the rules to which everyone adheres requires only a single will to crush anything that dares to resist before it.

“I got it. ”

Feel the expectation of being trusted, feel the budding of the rules of the heart, Green clearly perceives that this is a force stronger than the power of self and nature, otherwise no one will win the heavens and pry the famous quote of the endless world!

“Rest assured that my world of parasitic spores is empty, and that all enemies in it have been wiped out by the wizard world, enough to allow your death crow correction to reproduce to its peak. Let's go, just cross the Dark World Community and you'll reach the Chaos World Community and you'll be in your new home! ”

A dead crow swept past the body of a double-headed giant on the ground, absorbing the spirits of death and immediately following Green to the distance.

“Green Beast, I miss home a bit...”

Hachi seemed to be having a touchdown, so low he added: “Ye must have missed me a lot too, I can feel it. ”

The wind whizzed by, and Green lowered his voice: "Me too. It's just... the endless world is so vast that we're so tiny that even the space of real time and space is enough for a lifetime of footsteps. Under the vast rules of the infinite world, as strong as Antonio is only one of them, we are a tiny piece of gravel, and only infinite knowledge and infinite rules can replace our tiny, humble individuals penetrate the infinite world. ”

“On the Wizard World side, do you still summon this guy? ”

Hachi is naturally aware of Green's intention to take a three-legged dead crow.

“I don't know, even if I can't, it's good to have more than one person back, true spiritual devotion is not far away, I need some assistants. Moreover, I can feel that fate is paying more and more attention to the will of the abyss. Perhaps“ it ”would also like us to hurry back...”

Green said irresponsible words and led the free Dandelion, Xiaobao and Dead Crows across the vast continent.

The biota living in the vicinity of a large, small, dark, heavy oil well looked up at each other and passed away in a flash of “sex”, “sex”, “sex” and “sex”.

Every seven years, the Goblin emigration has been completed, at a time when the bubbling sounds of "grunt”, “grunt” and “grunt” in this dark, heavy oil well seem to be boiling.

Here we go!

It was a horrified, desperate eye that had been erupted by the source of darkness. They were reluctant to leave the Dark World Community, which in the Battle of Saint Joe, although dangerous, had left the Dark World Community exposed to the rules of light, almost representing a dead end!

“Jijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijiji ”

Suddenly, the cold and ruthless laughter came from Mori, a terrible being, erupted against the source of darkness, and rushed back into the gap between time and space!