A Sorcerer’s Journey

Third disciple of the first king of sorcerers, Anthony Seymour!

The power of destruction lies in crossing the vast space of the long river of light and shadow, and feeding back some of the material energy of destruction in the shadow of light, but the power of the three disciples of the first king of witches, Anthony Seymour, is far more than that.

“Although the space-time position is critical and intelligence messages about the three Fountain Journeys are only a medium-sized world. With my Lv8 True Wizard Life Strength, infiltration of general significance is like hiding an ear burglar bell, the world simply cannot bear it. But the teacher's self-sealing as he pleases, the way the clothes of the world rules are integrated, I am far from able to dive in in in my own relatively clumsy way. ”

Speaking, Anthony Seymour meditated on the witchcraft spell, and a black crack slowly opened in front of him.

The power of disillusionment is immense, countless speckles of clutter pop up, more tangled together, trying to cross through the cracks into reality, but when Anthony Seymour's hand in a rudimentary circle ring penetrates through the cracks, these ideas are like a coil tangled together, instantly wired, the speckles disappear completely, like a calm lake.

When Anthony Seymour's hand retracted from the crack, a black bat was dragged out of it.

Green oil eyes, light grey fleece, two tiny fangs, a pair of big eyes with big water, don't look nasty, but rather cute.

The bat was only the size of Anthony Seymour's palm, staring at Anthony Seymour with big eyes, and Cersei trembled and terrified.

“What are you doing, I'm not a bad person, I drank my own blood and grew up, where are you? ”

Looking at the medium of consciousness in his hand that he was more satisfied with, Anthony Seymour was extremely satisfied and his other hand gently touched the back of the bat.

It seemed too scared, the little bat could no longer bear to turn around and bite into Anthony Seymour's palm, but it was an "oops” sound, cried painfully, wings kept flashing, both little fangs were hurting.

And Anthony Seymour grinned and didn't care that this little creature, equivalent to a tertiary creature, couldn't hurt himself in any way.

“Don't be afraid. I caught you here just to borrow your body. ”

Ando Seymour tried to pretend to be a friendly figure, but as a terrible monster trapped in several centuries of the deep illusion world, and as a disciple of Green, he inherited Green's will, and had naturally brought with him the image of Green a few points. When such words came out, the little bat suddenly blew up, the cat was incredibly stiff, and his eyes were dazed.

Goo...

After swallowing his saliva, the little bat's eyes flooded with water. At this moment, it was even more pitiful, almost dripping out the water.

“Don't eat me, okay? If I don't lie to you, I didn't drink blood at all. My favorite way to eat shit since I was a kid is to eat the feces. The smeller the better, the biggest hobby is to collect the faeces of all kinds of creatures and mix them together to make faecal wine, then faecal bath. I'm not good at all. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO..."

This little bat is so scared.

Anthony Seymour's smile became more cautious, his face in the shadows, his mouth revealed an evil curve, his eyes filled with strange deities, and he was getting closer and closer to the little bat.

“Ah! No! There can be no results between us! I don't like you like this...”

Speaking of which, he saw that he could not resist at all, Ando Seymour's mouth was getting closer and closer, and the little bat twisted and squeezed, full of shame: “That's gentle, for the first time, I like to be gentle... ”

Huh?

With a brief kiss, the little bat closed its eyes and had not yet reacted, Anthony Seymour's mouth left, and the evil smile was even more radical.

“Ah, that's the feeling of kissing, that's the feeling of love, I'm as wonderful as you are. ”

Little bats are incredibly intoxicating.

“Yeah, it's fantastic, it's gibberish. ”

The sudden sound surprised the little bat. When she turned her head again, an incredible scene appeared. She actually had one more head, and the face of the other. Hershey was the shrinking face of Anthony Seymour. She looked at herself with a bad smile. At once, the little bat felt that the world was petrified, extremely stiff, staring at her!

“Shaggy, don't be afraid, just borrow your body for a while, it is an honor to be valued by the great first king of wizards disciple of the Seven Rings true wizards. Go, follow me to Million Stones World. ”

After that, and despite the opposite body's resistance, the little bat flew towards the world of millions of stones under the will of Anthony Seymour.

In the void, Anthony Seymour himself was not satisfied with this. Immediately afterwards, he meditated again on the spell, such as law making, and made another identities. Thus, he continuously made nearly 100 identities. He stopped the spell of witchcraft and put his whole body and mind into the information gathering of various identities.

……

The strong, dangerous, cloudy, overlapping, green and vicious and cruel mountain walls are the best descriptions of the natural rules of the Million Stones world.

“Million Stones World, what a vicious ecological rule! ”

This is a muddy monster, and in addition to its own flat face, there is an introspective gaze of Anthosemollo.

A three-metre giant snake can barely count itself as a superior creature. Even if the highly toxic energy poses a number of threats to a third-degree creature, it is not fatal enough. The powerful metabolic self-healing ability of the advanced life form is unimaginable for the inferior creature. Therefore, when the giant snake first arrived in the 10,000 stone world, this and the mud monster manipulated by Ando Seymour killed the possible threat at random and long distances.

However, something astonishing happened!

Sliced into two sections by the mud monster, the cut-off was overflowing with plasma, a "squeak”, where the plasma splattered, the flowers withered instantly, the stone soil melted coke and black, and the smell was incredible.

If that were the case, there was nothing, but when the snake-tailed snake-tailed severely hurt, the snake-tailed could have struggled continuously, and the snake-tailed head mistakenly thought it was the snake-tailed attack on itself, mad revenge, biting the snake-tailed, with little ability to think, acting entirely by instinct.

“It is also unclear whether all the natural rules of this world tend to be vicious, no wonder they will survive among the forces of the Fountain Ancestors, such vicious rules of the world evolved to the highest level of creature, only afraid of the power to be amazing. ”

……

On the other hand, Anthony Seymour's first bat was also watching a scene in the mountain eagle's nest.

After seeing the eagles open their wings and bring a small creature similar to a badger back to the nest, regardless of the eagle in the nest to be raised, after eating it, only a small piece of meat was picked up, the rest dropped directly from the cliff, preferring to waste the appearance of these eagles not to be fed.

So much meat, how could these six eagles eat!?

Indeed, for a short while, in order to compete for food, these young eagles bite wildly and compete for a broken bloodstream before finishing eating such a small piece of meat, which is all watched by the eagle's cold eyes.

“I feel terrible oppression, as if the whole world is trying to nurture nature's strong biological chain, the world's top creatures are by no means conventional creatures, and their vitality is inevitably very powerful! ”

The little bat said that although he was afraid, he licked his lips without fighting, because the more powerful the living creature, the more vibrant the blood!

“Find the world's intelligent creature ruler. ”

Ando Seymour was indifferent to these natural rules. He was just a will split and died.