Versatile Mage

“Young people should have more success and more presence in front of the bosses so that they can go forward indefinitely.” Unlike the other wizards, even stepping into this land full of dead spirits can make him laugh.

This is also true of Mofan, who rejects rejection, but does not mean that when he is forced to join, he will be scared to death by the war, and the great demons he has seen are not expected to be fewer than some high-ranking magicians.

It's just that he's still upset!

Now that we are a society governed by the rule of law, how can we not speak so much about human rights?

If you want to join yourself, you can persuade each other, Xiaoshi interests, you just came. In the face of this situation of confusion into a large war, you can't change the number of people to run. When you can't fight, you can still escape. There is still no problem. The Shadow Master is like a cloud in this night.

“The little guy on your shoulder seems to like this operation more than you, well, Lieutenant, help me keep an eye on these untamed magicians. I am not the kind of wise leader who would save you if you were surrounded by a bunch of inferior dead spirits. I am only responsible for the leader's dead spirits. Remember, if the leader's dead spirits hurt you in any way, even if you win in the back, I will cut your stomach to thank you for your sins, but if I see your boy give me slack and not do everything...” The witch man looked at Movan and said the first half very casually, but the second half of the sentence had revealed seriousness and indifference.

“Come on, don't scare me with this, since I'm here, I won't run away unless the big picture has gone.” Movan answered impatiently.

“What is your power gone, how many warrior spirits have come to piss you in the pants?” Jiang Li's voice sounded very inappropriate.

“I have my judgment.” Movan said.

“I think that's an excuse to give you when you want to desert.” Jiang Limang was disdainful.

Movan was too lazy to explain his moral bottom line to this body with a layer of pork oil gloss cerebral palsy. He took a fragment of the fire system from his pocket and broke the little crystal into two sections with his hands. He fed the little flangie who was singing happily on his shoulder and chewed the other in his mouth...

In the past, when thinking about things, Movan loved to chew on a dog's tail grass. He used this melancholy, decadent and casual personality charm to fascinate beautiful embryos like Muningsnow with himself, and demanded to run away with himself, saying that it was as difficult to deal with women as war, so Movan felt that he should look for that shabby feeling before others knew that his heart was actually beating faster and faster.

I have to say, the dead are worse than the demons!

And when people are trapped in the infinite darkness, there will always be active and constant dead spirits crawling out of the soil, no more people around them feel safe. The farther away from the walls, the more people's hearts panic. Movan feels that he will be the best in this team except for the demons. Since his heart beat is almost to this level, the other magicians must be wandering between tremors on his legs and incontinence on his lower body...

“Thirty-three, fifteen to 49, and hopefully the greatest reward of this war will be filling these essences that I lack.” Movan pulled out the spiritual seeds that were chewed up with saliva, like gum without flavor, and fed them to the little flangie on his shoulder.

Xiao Yanjie didn't mind his father's nausea at all. She swallowed it just like jelly. The flame that swayed on her body also seemed to get a little more prosperous because of the joy of her mood.

“Xue ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~! ”

Suddenly, Xiao Yanxi made a long yell, and the voice was a little sharp.

Mofan had a soul contract with Xiao Yanxi, who could understand what Xiao Yanxi was going to say, frowned and looked vigilantly at the cold black soil surrounding him.

There are some stubborn dead grass, after all it's going to be a colder winter, even before a snow has arrived, the plains around the ancient capital are basically bare.

The dead grass is shaking, the dry soil is slowly cracking apart, and there is little noise. Unfortunately, the very vigilant little Flaming Girl found it, and Movan, who is connected with it, found it.

“There's something.” Movan said to the demon next door.

The demon man named Movan as his deputy team, so Movan is now also the head of a small group of 30 middle-class magicians, who are in charge of his duties. Movan now hopes that everyone will complete the task of protecting the Optical Mage Corps safely...

“Didn't climb out.” The demon man waited for a while to see that no dead spirit had jumped out of the loose land, so he continued to let everyone move forward.

“Will there be an ambush?” Movan asked.

“Ha ha, boy, I think you did learn a little silly in college. Dead spirits are a bunch of brainless things. Even if they only had one or two, they would rush toward a superior magician. They don't have that brain to figure out what an ambush is.” Cross scar face men's voices raggedly said.

“Really? At least I met an ambush of the dead.” Movan said.

“The true dead spirits, even those of the dead spirits, the dead monarchs, do not have much wisdom...” the demon man said with great certainty.

Without refuting, Movan suddenly remembered Liu Ru and the spirit teenager he had mentioned.

Of course, Movan did not associate the matter with it, but suddenly realized what happened to the dead spirits who attacked Hua Cun, but there was a doubt that bothered him.

“What about the Optical Magicians we're going to protect?” Movan asked.

“They arrived later, and now the rest of the team is distracting the Legion of the Dead, and our leaders must have waited somewhere for the moment, ready to walk in and kill the Dead King!” An officer with a square face said,

“In other words, if they don't kill the Sovereign Sovereign, will all of us be trapped in the Legion of the Sovereign Sovereign?” Movant asked again.

“That said, but as long as we can get rid of the White Ghosts, they will surely be able to kill the Dead King, and then there will be reinforcements, even without them, it will be easy for several superior magicians to deal with these Legions of the Dead.” Zhou Min has absolute confidence in the plan.

“You're scared, I don't feel like you're gonna be scared.” Mulberry said.

“I just don't like the feeling that life isn't in my hands.” Movan said.

“Who would like that?” Zhou Min said.

“In other words, if the dead come out at night, what are they doing during the day?” Movan asked.

“I suppose if the government put WIFI on the dead, door-to-door graves, they wouldn't be bored to wander around like this at night causing us trouble... Why, isn't that funny? I'm relieving the tension.” The demon turned his head and said.

“Huh. ”