Versatile Mage

Movan walked around at the San Marco Stadium, bored himself.

There is a very long exhibition corridor not far from the guest room, with historic objects in the windows of the corridor, such as the first magic of the water system, the magic of the earliest water system or the literature of the forbidden arts, as well as the skull of the most powerful water magician in Venice.

Movan has been walking along this corridor, there is no bidding today, the entire exhibition corridor is just Movan alone, looking at all these things with magic, Movan can't help but feel some exclamation, not knowing whether the world of original cognition is already too small, or whether all this is more like a long dream, the magical civilization here is long, long, reasonable, and so incredible.

As he walked, Movan suddenly saw in front of a window a black stone, roughly the size of a wooden finger. The stone was crystal beautiful, and it was filled with white dots, like dense stars in the night sky, adorned with unusually beautiful wheels.

Movan was somewhat confused, how could a little stone like this be full of magic? Movan glanced under the window and wondered where this little stone came from.

“It's a guilty stone. Probably more than two decades ago, a beautiful and powerful woman deliberately showed the world how selfless she was by displaying the stone of this trial to show her guilt.” A woman's beautiful voice slowly came from behind.

Even if it is not necessary to look back at the face of the talking woman, Movan can feel the elegance and charm that comes out of her voice.

Turning his head, the veil really covered his face, only his eyes dark blue, when staring at him, felt a current coming, first in his brain a crackling, then passed to his whole body, and left a long uncomfortable heartbeat.

“It's really you, hahaha, we're so lucky.” Movan couldn't help but laugh at this beautiful woman.

“Yeah, unfortunately the last time you saw me, the most terrible thing happened there.” Asaria smiled softly, smiling gently and affectionately, which is quite a contrast to Movana's complacency in opening her mouth.

“Let's not talk about this sad thing. What a coincidence. I just remembered you a while ago. I didn't expect to see you in Venice.” Movan said.

Now, Movan told Asaria about his experience in Egypt and the encounter with the Dark Sword Lord.

“So you've forgotten me for a long time.” Asaria pulled out the trouble in Movan's words and sighed, as if an old friend was deliberately trying to be difficult and cunning.

“That's not true, I just didn't expect to see you so soon. Your real name is Asaria, and it's pretty good. You're a beauty when you hear it.” Movan said.

“You can also call me Chinese name.” Asaria said.

“Miss Ye Mengxiang, did you just say that this stone is a sinful stone? It sounds a little sarcastic to someone?” Movan said.

Asaria approached a little and looked at the introduction written in Italian, showing a clear contempt for the smile on her face.

“This is the sentencing stone of the Court of Cassation, where the black representative is guilty and the white representative is not guilty. When the Court of Cassation decides on a very important figure, it convenes a member of the Presbyterian Council of the Court of Cassation to hold a holy trial against him. If the black is greater than the white, he is guilty, and the man who is the subject of the holy ordeal is doomed to extinction. In a sentencing incident more than two decades ago, the black stone unfortunately flattened the white stone, and Goddess Patnon threw the black stone and found her brother guilty. As a result, she was named Iron Face, a selfless black stone displayed here for people around the world to watch on an open day.” Asaria was patient enough to explain to Movan.

“Since the stone will be even, indicating that what the man did is not called rape and evil or law-abiding, just the colour of the stone can change the fate and death of his loved ones, but eventually cast black, then Patnon's goddess is sick!” Movan was very straightforward in expressing his views.

“You think so, too.” Asaria smiled and the veil wrapped gently around her. It seems that she also feels that Goddess Napatnon is ill, and this senseless great extinction is simply irrational.

“Don't talk so serious, I haven't been in Venice long. Would you be interested in hanging out with me, drinking afternoon tea, eating Italian pizza or something?” Movan asked.

“Yes, but I have a little thing to do. You can choose a place to wait for me there, order a pizza and wait for me.” Asaria said that from the laughter in her corner of the eye, she still enjoyed talking to Movan.

……

Movan went to the previous teacher and asked him to take himself to a delicious and stylish place to rest and enjoy the laziness and relaxation of the afternoon in Venice.

The old driver is the old driver, bringing Movan to a scenic crystal terrace, not only to watch the quiet running water, the European architecture with painted windows on both sides reflecting, not far away from the sophisticated fairytale arch, and most importantly, the Venetian characteristic hotel beside the couple, really made Movan feel too painted, when paying for the "taxi”, Movan gave a little more!

Addressed Asaria, Mofan, the whole person sits relaxed in a lounge chair, beside the ice-cold cocktail, and the hot pizza that will be delivered soon. This is harder to compare than the experience in the battlefield of the dead and the bloodshed. However, without the blood sacrifice and the muddy war, it is difficult for people to enjoy this comfort. After all, the demon is always a tiger!

Without letting Movan wait too long, Asarella came in style, not knowing what fabric pencil pants put her stiff legs and amazingly full warts | tight hips wrapped tight, that narrow, full-bodied sexy, easy to poke a man in the hard spot.

“I'm hungry.” Asaria wasn't embarrassed either, she said so as soon as she sat down.

“Still baking, wait a minute.” Movan looked back at the kitchen, not far away.

“What do you want to buy?” Asaria asked.

“Soul Thunder, I gave all my savings from working on my own to Zhao Yugan, whom you saw before, ready to buy a realm of soul seed elements Thunder, so that I can get a good score in the world school competition.” Movan said.

“Well, I knew there was a place where you would have this soul thunder element that was definitely a lot better than what you bought from the auction, you know?” Asaria said.

Movan just asked, the pizza came and Asaria was welcome. She shoveled a piece into her plate and enjoyed it.

Movan grabs it directly with his hand, it still tastes good...

“Where's that soul thunder you were talking about?” Movan asked.

“My information is expensive, otherwise why do you think Zhao Yugan wants to see me?” Asaria said with a smile.

“This is my treat. ”

“You're so funny. ”

“I think our relationship should be pure. Talking about money hurts a lot.” Movan said seriously.

He really had no money, and the 850 million that was thrown at Zhao Yugan was collected by Movan after he pulled all over himself.

“It's called Sardines Soul Thunder, which in Chinese is probably what tyrants mean by wild thunder. Such soul thunder has the domain of tyranny, and any energy associated with thunder elements will be absorbed into the Master's body by the domain of tyranny, carrying several times more capacity than other fields of thunder, and thunder resistance is the best of the soul species. The magic power of the Soul's minefield is approximately five times more powerful than that of any other species, nearly six times more powerful. Any minefield magic released will bear traces of wild lightning when it hits the enemy. If any more minefield magic hits the enemy, it will trigger tyrant sanctions. The power of tyrant sanctions is equivalent to an intermediate magic thunder-bomb.” Asarella was positively colored and preached to Movan in a very professional manner.

After saying this, Asaria looked at Movana's incredible expression and smiled. Without waiting for Movan to ask, "This is just the nature of the tyrant's wild thunder that I know, and it has to be dug by the recipient himself, but I think these three things are superior to what you might have bought at the auction. ”

Zhao Manyan told Movan the attributes of the Thunder Soul Species. Generally speaking, this thing in the realm increases the control of the magician.

With the realm, the magician can absorb elements from heaven and earth around himself, forming an area where the magic is more resilient to release and the magic morphology has also changed. It is rare, as Asaria said, to allow the magician to absorb thunder elements and resist the magic of thunder to greatly increase their abilities.

After all, the resilience and absorptive capacity of the magistrates who own the domains will be enhanced in the domains, and if so, to what extent is this absorptive and resilient?

It is estimated that someone else's middle-ranking lightning magician struck a lightning bolt at himself and stood there until his magic energy consumption was dry and everything was fine!!

Soul thunder, in addition to the value that can be acquired by the magician in the field, is more important in the power of intuition.

In the case that everyone's magic is given completely across the frame by star orbits, star charts, constellations, and star palaces, the power of skills is very different in the absence of domains. The spiritual species and soul species are expensive, which is precisely why they directly enhance the skill power of magicians!