Abe the Wizard

Chapter 141 Pussy Legs

Abel seemed frightened by Belloc's words, and some hesitated to pull the Magic Gold Card out of his arms, but couldn't help but stretch the Magic Gold Card toward Belloc.

Belloc's face revealed a slight smile, a young child, scared him as soon as he was scared, the younger the trainee witch, the easier it was to get, the most scared was the experienced trainee witch, they clearly knew that they would be dead soon, so they would not transfer the gold coins on the magic gold card until death, in Belloc's view, today is another successful hand.

Belloc also took out his own magic gold card. Some of them disliked Abel's slow takeoff. He walked the first two steps to the opposite side of Abel. He reached out and pointed the magic gold card at Abel's magic gold card. There was a dark golden light on the two magic gold cards. Belloc had seen the noticeable amount of 310250 on Abel's magic gold card. He had to smile proudly.

“Teacher!” Abel looked behind Belloc with surprise and shouted out loud.

At this moment, Abel seemed to be possessed by Oscar's best male lead, hypnotizing herself in her heart, and behind the Belloc Wizard there really appeared a Morton Wizard, whose voice was filled with the surprise of escape from death.

With the training of Belloc wizards, this kind of child trick is not usually used, but the apprentice wizard in front of him is only 13 years old. At first glance, it is the kind of aristocracy, how can there be so many thoughts. If the mind is too much, it is difficult to train to a second level apprentice wizard at this age.

In Abel's cry, Belloc suddenly looked back, nothing, had to be a policeman, now in isolation law, how could someone else appear, he did not know, the child fooled him.

At the moment of Belloc's return, Abel's golden temper was all over his right leg, almost completely causing a shiny leg. In the face of an official wizard up to the seventh level, Abel had lost sight of some insidious moves. The shiny leg almost did his best. When the burst sounded, his leg was under Belloc's chin.

A white light flashes on Belloc, the light of a defensive script. Abel is familiar with this defensive script and knows its limits. Abel also has two defensive scripts from a werewolf prince.

With a slight smile coming from Abel's mouth corner, how powerful Abel is now, he has reached 15.12, he has nearly 4,000 pounds of strength under his full strength, plus four times the boost of golden fighting, and 16,000 pounds of punching out, although defensive symbols can reduce physical damage, they can't completely reduce all damage.

Abel's leg came into contact with Belloc's body, and Abel seemed to hear something shattered. If there was no defensive script, this note attack was absolutely lethal to the wizard and now only seriously injured the Belloc wizard.

If Abel switches to an attack site, even more aggressive, Belloc Wizards will have a way to fight back, but Abel's attack place is too insidious for any man.

With a scream in Belloc's witch's mouth: "Ow”, his face has become bleak white, what spell, what script, what defensive means, I don't remember at all at this time, only the pain of mindfulness, so painful that he feels the world as if it is a blank, only the existence of pain.

Abel didn't stop, but there was a Level 7 wizard in front of him. When the Belloc wizard opened his mouth, Abel had a 'Fire Bullet' pattern in his hand, and then a blind but up to Level 7 ‘Fire Bullet’ was sent into the Belloc wizard's mouth.

Belloc's head ripped open like a watermelon in a whiff, and Abel quickly flashed away the nasty flesh that flew in, sitting on the ground with his ass and gasping.

In a short period of time, Abel drew almost all his energies from the beginning of the conversation, to one step at a time, relaxing the warnings of the Belloc Wizard, then using the reputation of the teacher Morton Wizard to frighten, causing the Belloc Wizard's mood to become unstable, then using tricks to launch a sneak attack, and finally using magic to end the battle. Although the process was short, it contained Abel's rich operational experience and appearance.

Softly, Abel stood up and began to look at the Belloc Wizard. The teacher said that every official wizard had a space bag, and Abel did find a space bag in the arms of the Belloc Wizard's body.

Putting spiritual force into the space bag, because the master is dead, the space bag was invaded by Abel's spiritual force without any resistance.

Dozens of crystal nuclei are in the corner of the space bag, there are a dozen symbols beside it, there are attacks, there are defenses, a fine count, there are 11 symbols of attack, there are only three symbols of defense, if you do not have time to use only one symbol of defense in a single attack, then the outcome of the battle may be quite different.

Due to the small size of the space bag itself and the fact that the wizard only carries carry-on items, there are not many items in the space bag, and Abel only found two plaques and four sheepskin rolls next to those items.

Remove the four parchment rolls and open them one by one with Abernathy in your hand. The two parchment rolls are the formula for the dispensing agent, one for the ‘Replicant’ formula and one for the 'Anti-Hunger' formula.

A ‘restorative' formula is an agent that restores strength and allows people to regain some strength in a short time.

The ‘anti-hunger' formula is the use of medicines in place of food intake, allowing people to not eat for a long time.

Abel looked at two formulas, unfortunately, and there was no drug inheritance from the teacher, the Morton Wizard, and he didn't know when they were going to work.

And then there were two sheepskin rolls, a deed from the Kingdom of St. Ellis, flashing with magic fluctuations, the first time Abel found magic fluctuations on a deed, but where is the Kingdom of St. Ellis? He had never heard of the country.

Pick up another sheepskin roll, which is a matrix note, and one of those two plates is a matrix control card.

The space isolation array, which creates a small space within a small range, completely isolated from the original space and free from magic fluctuations, is a method of concealing itself and isolating internal magic fluctuations.

Abel was delighted that he was still worried about the method of formation outside. At this moment, he found the method of control of the method of formation, took out the control card of the method of formation from the two plates, entered it with mental power, and closed the method according to the record in the parchment paper.

After Abel closed the formation, the tree immediately disappeared, leaving only a round, palm-sized disc with a dense numbness pattern.

“You, how can you be okay.” The middle-aged apprentice witch who waited outside saw the law disappear and was preparing to go forward, but found that Abel had appeared.

The middle-aged apprentice witch's eyes moved down, saw the headless body on the ground, had to scream, and then fled madly backwards, but could a apprentice witch escape magic? A ‘fire bomb' accurately struck a middle-aged apprentice witch who had fled with no intention of war. As the middle-aged apprentice witch screamed harshly, his body began to fire, slowly screaming less and less, and eventually burned alive by the 'fire bomb’.

“Who dares to use spells here?” With a shout, a figure flashed in front of Abel.

“Dear Wizard, I have just been attacked by a black wizard and killed by me.” Abel bowed calmly to the figure who appeared.

The figure is a young wizard in a gorgeous robe with a golden sign in his hand, which, according to Carlos, is a plaque that allows ordinary junior wizards to transmit within the bounds of the law.

“Interestingly, a second-degree trainee witch killed a four-degree trainee witch.” As he was saying, the young wizard saw the headless body on the ground, and although the body had lost its head, it could still be identified from the clothes. It was a Belloc wizard, a level 7 wizard who had arrived some time early to attend the official wizard trade fair on the second floor, who had to say something dry: "Is that what you killed? ”