Magus Tech

Almost the same time.

In the night sky, the bright moon hangs high, and the ground shines brightly.

"Da da da……"

The rapid sound of a horseshoe sounded, and I saw three people riding a horse, quickly coming from a distance, approaching a valley.The three people riding the horses are Macbeth, Nancy and Green. Macbeth line opens at the front, and Nancy and Green follow from left to right.

The grass and trees around were gently swaying, and the raised dust fluttered like mist under the moonlight. The whole scene looked quite artistic.

But suddenly, the horse chanted a "stop" in the earliest mike's white mouth, yanked the horse's reins, and caused the horse's forefoot to jump high, landing heavily, and stepping out two heavy depressions, abrupt Stop moving.

Nancy and Gro didn't know what happened, but when they saw Macbeth stopped, they immediately pulled the reins to stop.

Gro's eyes flickered, some doubts, and he was about to ask aloud, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Nancy had already asked him first: "Mr. Macbeth, what's the matter? We're not going to the valley to find the Church of the Raven Man, why did it stop?"

"Yeah, hasn't this arrived yet?" Gro added.

A snow-white Macbeth, riding on a horse, looked around at the surrounding trees and said softly: "It's really not there, but we don't have to go into the valley to find it. They have already greeted it."

"Huh?" Gro was slightly stunned.

Nancy listened, but raised her eyebrows, holding the long sword hanging from the side for the first time.

Macbeth shouted loudly to the surroundings: "Okay, everyone of the Church of the Crow, come out, it's meaningless to keep hiding."

Macbeth's words fell, and a whistle sounded, "Wow," all of a sudden, people came from all directions, hundreds of them, and looked at Macbeth trivially.

When Gro looked at it, there was a habitual nervousness and a pale face.But soon he calmed down and learned to hold the sword around her waist like Nancy, ready to fight.

On the other side, Nancy looked at the surging people, her expression did not fluctuate too much. After looking at a few teenage apprentices who were not even a first-level wizard apprentice, and even no apprentices, she saw a few contempt and saw a few wearing The wizard in black robe was slightly dignified.

Macbeth's face was as usual, and his pale face could not see the slightest change. He glanced at a few wizards in black robes and greeted actively: "Several of the Church of the God Crow, hello, we should meet for the first time. , Would you like to introduce each other?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Several wizards in black robes have a bad attitude towards Macbeth, and can even be said to be a bit hostile. Among them, the tall and thin person standing in the middle is facing Macbeth with vicious, "Don't say useless things. , I only ask you one thing, are you from the White Rock Tower?"

"Correct."

"Then what are you doing here?"

"Uh, is this the second thing? Don't you just ask one thing?"

"You!" said the thin, thin wizard for a while, slightly annoyed, "what the hell do you say!"

"Say, of course." Macbeth said, "Actually, our purpose here is very simple, that is to talk to you about one thing, if possible, it is best to cooperate."

"Cooperation?" the tall, thin wizard sneered. "I'm afraid it's under the guise of cooperation to investigate our strength. After you have figured out the situation of our station, tell your companions and get us all out of the net and you will succeed. Occupied our territory.

Huh, the people of Baishi Tower, don’t think we don’t know about you, your Baishi City is destroyed, come to us now, just want to take someone to grab a place?!"

After hearing this, Nancy and Gro were a little angry.

Macbeth was lifeless, looking at the tall and thin wizard, his eyes calm, even with a little smile, and said slowly: "If I really want to grab your place, why should I take someone, and why should I tell my companions? Is it not enough for me alone?"

"Huh?" The tall and thin wizard looked at Macbeth for a moment, and his face suddenly changed.

They felt that a strong momentum exploded from Macbeth's body, rising up and down, first at the peak of the first-level wizard, and then at the top of the peak, to the second-level wizard.

Second-level wizard low-level!

The second-level wizard!

Second-level wizard high-level!

The second-level wizard peak!

In the end, the strong momentum almost condensed into substance, covering everything, so that they could not bear the mentality of resistance at all.

This!

The tall and thin wizard was shocked. The next moment he felt that Macbeth's powerful momentum suddenly converged into his body like a giant whale swallowing water, disappearing without a trace, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Macbeth made a noise, and asked the tall, thin wizard a bit narrowly, "Why, do you really have to insist on fighting me?"

"I...I..." Tall and thin wizards gulped.

"Hale!" Then an old voice rang behind him, "You retreat."

"Master Divine Crow!" Tall and thin wizards and people around heard this and immediately looked towards the back, and saw a thin and old man holding a wooden pole more than one meter long, and stepped over, right. It is the leader of the Church of the God Crow.

Seeing the old man approaching, everyone quickly gave way and allowed the old man to get close to Macbeth.

Macbeth, Gro, and Nancy all jumped out of Malay. Macbeth looked at the old man and said slowly: "Master Crow, I am Macbeth of the Shiraishi Tower. We finally met. I have heard of your name. Many times."

"Oh, it's just a nickname, don't dare to be, don't dare to be, if you can, just call me Corso."

"May I?"

"Of course." The old man said, "Yes, you said you have something to talk to us?"

"Yes." Macbeth nodded.

"Can you talk about what is going on first?"

"Of course. It is related to the power to destroy our White Rock Tower. We guess that their destruction of the White Rock Tower is just the beginning. It may also destroy the rest of the wizarding organization, or even all the wizarding organizations."

"This..." The old man named Corso, frowning, looked a little unbelievable. After all, Macbeth said it was too unbelievable, but it was not too obvious. Looking at Macbeth Road, "We can indeed talk about it. Talk. By the way, a few of you shouldn’t have eaten yet. I set up a dinner in the valley and talked while eating."

"Is there marmalade?" Macbeth asked.

"Huh?" The old man was stunned. "What marmalade?"

"Well, the oranges are peeled, cooked, and the salt and spices are delicious."

"Eh--" The old man prolonged his tone, rarely showing an indifferent expression, and smiled at Macbeth twice, "This one has never been heard, because oranges are not produced here..."

"So, isn't it?"

"Uh, no."

"It's not even a dinner, let's talk about the business directly. The business is important. After the talk, we have to rush to the next wizarding organization."

"Well, okay," the old man said, making a request to Macbeth, "please."

Immediately Macbeth, Gro and Nancy followed the old man and walked into the valley.

Gro and Nancy walked behind, and Gro couldn't help but whispered to Nancy: "In other words, if you really have marmalade, will Teacher Macbeth stay?"

Nancy glanced at Gro a little disgustedly, and said, "What do you think? Huh, for Teacher Macbeth, it has always been a big deal."

"Really?"

"But if something conflicts with marmalade, the previous words are meaningless."

Gro: "..." Can you not sell this way?!