Abe the Wizard

Just as Abel was about to answer, another white robe human wizard bowed forward and said, "Master Abel, the Wizards Guild of the Kingdom of San Alvo sends its regards! ”

It is also the Empire of the Holy Continent. Now the sorcerers of the three empires of the Holy Continent have been met by Abel in the city of China, and look at this attitude. Other than the Saint Ellis sorcerers' Association, the sorcerers' attitude is very friendly to him. What is this situation?

“Master Abel, Lord Wilder, Senior Wizard of the Order of Wizards of the Kingdom of St. Alvo, invites you to visit the Kingdom of St. Alvo at your leisure, and if you are able to remain in the Kingdom of St. Alvo, the Kingdom will grant you the corresponding title and land!” The White Robe Wizard of the St. Alvo Wizards' Guild is more straightforward and comes up to tempt.

“Two wizards, the time I have agreed with the masters is up. We'll talk about the invitation later. I'm in a hurry to attend the masters' meeting. Please excuse me!” Abel doesn't understand what the two Imperial Sorcerers' Guilds are up to, but how can he leave all his loved ones to live in other empires far away?

“I'm sorry, Master Abel, please!” When two human wizards saw Abel in a state of anxiety, knowing that he had just been disturbed, the letter had arrived and the purpose had been achieved, and they bowed down.

When Abel crossed the two wizards and walked forward under Raul's leadership, the two wizards glanced at each other and both expressed strong disdain for each other's excavations.

“Lol, how come so many wizards and knights show up here?” Albert saw a lot of wizards and knights along the way, and these people had no blacksmith temperament, so he asked strangely.

“Master Abel, you don't know that every time a master blacksmith gathering attracts many people from the Holy Land who are looking for restraint gear, and the knights ask the master blacksmiths to help forge powerful gear, while the wizards want to ask the master blacksmiths to help make the staff, which is why so many wizard knights of all races are here.” Lol explained softly.

“Are you saying that all wizards bring materials to the master blacksmith to help refine the staff?” Abel looked at him and asked.

“Of course, how could a wizard come here at this hour for something else!” Rohr nodded for sure, saying that he had been here for many years, and he still had a very good say in that.

“Don't senior wizards need to make canes? I just saw that there are basically junior and middle wizards here, and there is no such thing as a senior wizard!” Abel asked again.

“Because the blacksmith master's party doesn't have a certain time limit, sometimes one day, sometimes three days, it takes up to seven days at a time, so typically senior wizards don't come here on the first day, usually by the junior wizard level to bring materials first, have the opportunity to ask the master for help first, if there is no hope, then the senior wizard will decide whether to try again, so that the face of the senior wizard can be preserved!” Lol said those words very lightly, and he would not have said them had it not been for the attitude of Lord Warren, the dwarf's senior wizard, towards Abel.

Abel was delighted. He thought of what the Red Wizard had just said. He was coming on behalf of the High Wizard of Coliver, so he had the staff material of the High Wizard of Coliver on his body.

Perhaps you can give the Coliver Wizard a heartbreaking crutch material, a small lesson for the Coliver Wizard, and leave the Red Wizard in the Rift Basin forever.

His soul chain has been connected to the sky dozens of miles outside of Chinatown, and he is sleeping on the back of the clouds in a leisurely flame.

The Red Wizard is now outside the gates of Chinatown, and he has to go quickly, because he has just obviously felt the oppression of the defensive battle against him. If he slows down and lets the defensive battle throw directly out, luck will throw to the ground, bad luck will be thrown directly into the sky or under the ground, then life will not be safe.

You know, if this defensive battle were to throw out life in the city, it would mean that it was already hostile, so it would all be thrown out by random transmission, which the dwarves had turned into a very malicious transmission.

Outside the city, the Red Wizard carefully took out a contact law array and placed an intermediate magic stone in the contact law array, which was soon communicated.

“What is it?” a powerful voice came from the other side of the United Lofa Front, the voice of a high-ranking Coliver wizard.

“Big... My lord, I have been expelled from Chinatown and my mission has failed!” The Red Wizard shook in his voice. “Is the Blacksmith Guild such a disgrace?” The voice of the senior wizard of California is very cold.

“No... No, Abel, the blacksmith you wanted, Abel, he was in Chinatown, and I just said it was on your behalf, and he ordered me expelled!” Of course the Red Wizard will not tell the truth. The experience of the Intelligence Service tells him a lot, most importantly, to shirk his responsibilities.

“Abel! How dare he do this? I seem to have been too kind to him!” Clifford's senior wizard bites his teeth and says coldly, and then he yells angrily: “This can't be done. Get back here! ”

“Yes, my lord!” The Red Wizard knew the temper of the senior Wizard of California, and when he treated his men with scolding, he basically stopped dealing with them, finally escaping a robbery.

The Red Wizard ended the call, sat on a land bird and followed the main road to Moga City, where his blood-red robe stood out in heaven and earth.

Twenty miles later, the Red Wizard hurriedly and heavily photographed the Land Bird, indicating that it was speeding up, and somehow there was an ominous feeling in his heart.

All of a sudden, the land bird beneath him suddenly suddenly pounded, unable to prevent him from flying out and falling to the ground.

“You bastard!” The Red Wizard was not lightly slammed, and his whole body ached, he withstood the pain and climbed back and shouted at the Land Bird.

When he saw the landing bird, he felt a shock in his heart, at which point the landing bird seemed to give up all resistance and lay on the ground in a five-body landing, of course, if it had five bodies.

“What's going on!” The Red Wizard picked up his staff and looked around carefully, ready to provoke his most powerful spell.

Suddenly a broken voice came from behind him, and as he was about to turn back, his head suddenly flew away, his consciousness had not vanished when his head left his body, and he saw a black flying dragon.

“I was killed by a dragon!” This is the last thought of the Red Wizard, a dragon that few people across the continent have ever seen, and he was killed by a dragon, which is less likely than a meteor falling from the sky to kill him.

Flying flames descend from the air, making it kill a junior wizard is such a big deal, if not for the master's instruction be sure to leave this junior wizard's space bag, it can destroy the junior wizard along with the mount with just one flame.

With his short leg, he flew to the side of the headless corpse, his front paw took off the space bag on the corpse, pulled the corpse a few more times, nothing was found, which picked up the crutches on the ground, and his mental strength swept into the space bag.

A white flame of flying flame burns the body together with the head, turns his head and looks at the land bird lying on the ground, the land bird can be a wizard's mount, there must be some place not simple, its blood has a trace of ancient blood, although fear of flying flames, will not be scared to death like a normal mount.

At this time, Feiyin was communicating with the master about the chain of souls, how to handle the land bird, and the reason why it was so positive was very simple, because it saw Johnson's space bag, and after looking at Johnson's use a few times, it learned to use it.

Today it has also taken one, and it must perform very well in order for the master to reward it with this space bag, which is already prepared in its head in countless ways of pleading.

Even that idiot Stonehead Johnson has a space bag, as a mighty Feilong, so that he can show his identity. Most importantly, the ‘anti-hunger' given by the owner, especially the newly made ‘anti-hunger' flavor of the Blue Roar rabbit, is not reassuring for him to store elsewhere.

By order of his master, Flying Flames cautiously grabbed the land bird with his claws and suddenly flew to the sky, while the poor land bird waited helplessly for an unknown fate!