Versatile Mage

Parthenon Temple Goddess Palace

Fei Feng circled the flowers wet by the rain, the green flowers were cut into countless winds, helpless dancing, no direction, not knowing when to land on the dirt...

The clouds were low and the whole city of Athens lost its light, and the towers, art houses and churches painted on weekdays turned grey, and the peaks that had risen from the peak of the goddess were about to touch the clouds.

Tata stood in an Athens pavilion with a white curtain, dancing like a woman's soft dress silk, and she looked at the candidate from the East overwhelmed and didn't know how to comfort her.

Tata also has some time around the Virgin, more people question, more people despise, no greater dilemma can make her feel so sentimental, only one thing, she must instantly become a more ordinary neighbor girl, panicked, worried, thoughtless.

“I've seen him, he's a man who won't give his life to destiny easily, and I said he'll live a long life, remember, so don't worry about him.” It took Tata a while to say this phrase with a certain superstition.

“He used to joke with me about another world, telling me that there was no demon there, that there was learning what was now considered superstition, that people used knowledge to change their lives… who created magic, created destruction, created the ability to control the death of others at will…" Xinxia asked.

I don't know when, Xinxia had some desire for the world that Movan said, but the saddest part is that Movan would make himself happy. No matter how true he is, no matter how he describes it there as he has been there, what he does now is completely contrary to his comfort there. He always wanders between life and death. He always confronts, from the past against poverty and inferiority to the present against those cruel black Holy See demons...

He said that he cherished his life the most. If he could not fight, he would never go back. But what is he doing now? He was not around him before. As soon as he saw him safely, he would automatically ignore the whole process. As in the Bo disaster, he hid himself in the freezer. What he saw was just in front of himself, but he couldn't see how he was actually traveling through the demonic city, how many times he went through danger, how many demons chased him...

Now, with Xiao Yanjie's empathy, Xinxia can clearly know that his breath is strong, weak, and can even capture some of his emotions, anger, joy, unwillingness...

At this moment, Movan's breath is weak and weak, worse than it was after the initial battle with the masters, even Little Flanky was exhausted.

He didn't die, but Xiao Yanxia knew through Xiao Yanxi that he was lying in a pile of corpses, so tired that he couldn't even move his body. If the Holy See were to appear again at this time, he would surely die.

It's called Xinxia. Why aren't you worried?

However, Xinxia had no idea where he was.

Tata thought it was pointless to worry about her like this, and tried to divert her attention with something else, so she said: “Our people have investigated that the resurrection of Ishisa is not the resurrection of our Temple of Patnon. I felt a strange smell on her a long time ago. Not surprisingly, her resurrection may have something to do with Pharaoh's Fountain. Didn't the Egyptian team show great power in the battle for the world's schools? The endless summons of the dead is the reason for the Pharaoh's Fountain. Ishiza must have used some sort of Egyptian witchcraft. ”

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The dust keeps rolling up, many loess lands will be naked after a period of wind whipping | expose the hard soil, the edges, and are constantly polished by the years, forming rocks, gobies, hard ground...

The dust was swept away, and the hard soil looked like a bumpy stone, laid on this vast North Jiang land, and the wind could not blow away, slowly blending into the orange yellow hard soil color.

More than a hundred corpses lying seven to eight, broken, crushed, barely intact, surrounding pit depressions, flames still burning, lightning-splitting coke pits, and frozen ice for a kilometre have not yet fully opened...

In the long hazy sky, a bunch of vultures are still wandering, they are inferior creatures, before the great destruction caused here shocked their guts, but after everything subsided, they flew back, greed for food or overcome fear of power.

After flying for a long time to make sure the people below don't move any more, they just circle down a little bit.

A daring grey vulture falls, hungry lets a bite peck on the body of a man in a black robe, the man already has a hole in his chest, so this peck is full of flavor and satisfies the feeling that the vulture cannot help beating its wings.

The other vultures flew down to enjoy the big meal.

“Library ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~"

All of a sudden, a vulture screamed, frightened into the air.

Turns out one of the bodies was still angry, and the vulture noticed...

However, a few other daring vultures knew that this guy was no different than dead, and boldly walked up to the cheerful person.

The eagle pecked on the man's face, poked a hole in the blood directly on his face, and several other vultures flew over, trying to peck the cheerful man to death, so he shut his mouth and pecked the man's face.

The man lay there, leaving the vultures to blur his face.

His hands could move, he didn't drive away these vultures, but he grabbed a grey blue coat on the body next to him, put it on his body, then use his nails to provoke the dark air, draw it on his chest position...

The chest was so drawn, it bled, and soon a few other vultures flew in, pecking toward it, and bleeding again.

The vultures don't like to eat corpses, but the necessarily desperate, dying people, such flesh, fresh.

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“Kukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukuku ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ”

All of a sudden, the vultures on the lookout in the air made a sharp noise, and the vultures who were enjoying their food flew into the air and scattered.

Shortly afterwards, a pair of men and women in grey blue clothes slowly walked over, and they looked at the bodies all over the place, and the man in blue snorted coldly: "I didn't expect to be watched by the trial court. ”

“But at the end of the day, the extradition was thoughtful and did not allow shepherds and blue-coated eagle eyes to enter immediately, otherwise it would be troublesome. If these two die, Lord Cold Lord will feel sorry for them.” Said the woman in blue.

“The shepherd is also a distinguished extraditor, and he was killed. It seems that the trial court is also a master this time.” Said the man in blue.

“Yeah, and killed so many of our colleagues.” Woman in blue.

“Let's go, the people at this trial should be completely lost by us...” said the man in blue.

“Where are these bodies?” Asked the woman in blue.

“If we don't bother, those vultures up there will help us clean up. We have important things to do, don't we?” Said the man in blue.

“Yeah, this is a mission that Unas himself gave us..." said the woman in blue.

“When the Cold Lord will personally give us the task, then we will be in the beginning, hahahaha," said the man in blue.

In the face of the bodies, they said they were laughing and had no sympathy for their dead colleagues.

They were just about to leave when a groan came from the body.

The woman had better ears in blue. She turned her back sharply and quickly walked to the person who had been pecked by the vultures.

“There's a living one.” Said the woman in blue.

“Oh?” The man also walked over.

Instead of immediate rescue, they made a first observation of the individual.

“is also a blue coat.” The woman in blue said, saying this, she deliberately untied the person's clothes and went to look at his chest.

Who knows, the chest is full of blood, and there are many eagle pockets on it, and it feels like the heart is going to be pierced by those vultures, and on these terrible wounds, you can see a dark mark.

“His mark was pecked by the eagle, but it should be one of ours, just not knowing his code name.” The woman in blue definitely said.

“Are you sure?” The man in blue asked.

“OK.” Nodded the woman in blue.

“Ask him for his code name.” Men's blue clothes.

“He's wounded like this. Can't tell, I guess?” Said the woman in blue.

“Then it's up to him, he can't say, we'll have to kill him, and the extradition chief doesn't really want anything alive here.” The man in blue said with a cruel smile.

The woman's blue clothes came together, her face didn't look good, blood was still pouring out of her eyes, mouth, cheeks...

However, they generally don't know each other's faces besides having common tasks, so it doesn't matter to them if they spend their faces.

After hearing the saying that he had to die if he could not speak the code name, he appeared extremely eager to live. He opened his mouth desperately and did everything in his power to speak.

“North… North deer…" Finally, the man breathed out his code name dying.

“Ah, it's the North Deer... Lord Cold Lord also mentioned the name, a very brilliant new recruit with great strength and wisdom, promoted to blue in just a few years!” Women's blue coats have obviously heard the name.

“Turns out it's him, though I've never seen him... so miserable, almost eaten alive by those humble vultures, huh?” Men's blue clothes don't have a little sympathy on their faces, they do have a little fun.

“Save him?” The woman in blue looks a little out of her mind.

“Save us, we're short of men. A colleague must not die without saving himself.” Said the man in blue.

The look on the man's face shows that he is not very willing to save, but when he thinks of their difficult task this time, the odds of winning one more blue suit will be much greater, he can barely make it difficult for him. He didn't want to get his first personal assignment from Unas and screwed it up. Unas was the closest and closest to Lord Cold Lord.