Versatile Mage

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Sunny at noon, a man in a silver leather coat walked slowly into the Blue Twilight Mountains, walking through a butterfly grove surrounded by tourists who were listening to a gardening magician who cared about these special flowers.

Suddenly, the man in silver leather stopped and his eyes glanced straight ahead at a light inky monobloc surrounded by a fence, revealing some light in his deep eyes.

“Sir, you can't go in there. This twilight is a magical flower that we're focused on protecting here. It can regulate the rainfall in Blue Twilight Mountain, the rainy season, she stores the rainwater in the dirt, the dry season, it moisturizes the land with the stock of water, these butterflies that fly around you, they're the living creatures that accompany the twilight flowers, and if you get close, they can be hostile to you.” A caregiver said politely to the man in silver leather.

“I didn't expect you to grow one here, the quality is still so excellent!” The silver leather jacket stared at the twilight and said.

“Turns out the gentleman also knows twilight flowers, doesn't he? This twilight flower was moved from the Valdon Grand Canyon by a master named Silver Mage, who eventually lost his life. He was severely poisoned by the Valdon Grand Canyon poison... Without this Valden Twilight flower, there is no vibrant scenery like Blue Twilight Mountain. It can be said that this Blue Twilight Mountain blossomed under the life of Lord Silver Mage.” The caregiver took it very seriously and could tell that he admired the magician called Silver.

“Indeed, such rare flowers are wasted here for viewing and maintaining a scenic mountain.” The man in silver leather said.

“Not to waste, Sival Mage has always wanted people to appreciate the beauty of nature more, so that the resentment and anger in their hearts can be eliminated, and people get along with each other like these friendly butterflies, so we, the people, carry his will to preserve the Blue Twilight Mountains here. Today, countless visitors come to watch from different countries every year, and I think the value of the Verdun Twilight is fully demonstrated and allows the Sival Mage to hear our praise for him in heaven.” Preserving a teenager's face reveals a certain amount of pride.

“Interesting. Is this still a flower that can make world peace?” The man in silver leather said.

“That's how we expect it.” Preserving the teenager said.

“You said it would eliminate resentment and anger in people's hearts, but I'm not changing a bit now. Or don't have that boring dream.” The man in silver leather snorted at the teenager and, after a cold hum, he walked forward and crossed the protective fence directly.

“Sir, please don't do this!” Custody of juveniles shouted.

Stepping into the soil, the man in silver leather did not follow any of the rules here, not only directly stepped on the flowers around him, but also walked straight towards the twilight as big as the hornflower, reaching for it!

At this time, the butterflies that had originally surrounded the tourists, they fanned their wings and rallied towards the men in silver leather and rushed in anger. The number of these butterflies was large and soon formed a small butterfly cyclone around the men in silver leather, with some hypnotic and irritating pollen falling off.

“A bunch of trivial things!” The man in silver said with disdain.

With one hand flashing, the cold air suddenly descended and the frosting cream with extremely strong freezing power fell. After touching the butterflies, the weak butterflies turned into ice specimens, one on the ground at a time.

Soon all these butterflies were frozen to death and the babysitting teenagers beside them stayed in sight.

These butterflies are a rare breed that they have worked so hard to conserve. Only they survived in the Blue Twilight Mountains, and this person killed them at will!!

“Damn, all of the Blue Twilight Mountains are protected by the laws of the Greek Magic Society, please stop now or I will have the right to sanction you according to the Athenian Magic Association!” At this point, the gardener who was explaining to the tourists rushed over quickly and was angry at the man in silver leather.

“Sanctions? Ha ha ha ha, I remember a saint magistrate at the Court three years ago who seemed to say the same thing to me, and now his poor family is still in the pain of losing him, Little Mage, are you sure you want to sanction me? You know who I am!!” The man in silver leather laughed.

“Sanctuary… Sanctuary??” The gardener stayed.

How noble and powerful the Mage is, compared to his battle-degenerating gardening magician, that's the difference between dragons and lizards, and this man says he killed the Mage!!

“I am only interested in this flower, and I thank you for taking care of it for so many years, and today I accept it… Please also take me to thank the dead Silver.” The man in silver laughed and picked off the incredibly rare Verdun twilight.

After putting the Verdun twilight flower in place, the man in silver leather seemed in a great mood and continued to walk higher up the mountain with a smile on his face.

“Stop, I don't care who you are, you... you are a villain now, I will never let you take it away!” At this time the young man was being cared for rushed up and looked angry.

“Didn't you see that the middle-class magician didn't even have the courage to do this to me, you little rookie who just woke up not long ago really thought he could stop me... Ah, little guy, Silver is who you are, you just said frown dance.” The man in silver leather said.

“He's my father! Put the twilight down!” Says the young man.

“Ah, your father should miss you so much, I'll send you to see him, so that he doesn't have to lay so hard on the floor of heaven listening to our praises, you can tell him yourself...” The man in silver leather grinned and smiled, his hand lifted up again, that terrible cream drifted down again.

“Barbaro, don't do anything stupid. Get out of here!” The gardener shouted.

“I can't let him take Verdun Twilight!!” Boy Barbaro's angry way.

For him, Verdun Twilight is the soul of his father, no one can take it away!

The man in silver leather laughed even more terribly. He looked at the indomitable teenager with a certain amount of majesty and indifference in his eyes: “I forgot to tell you, my name is Bassamu, there should be a lot of people in heaven I sent up with my own hands, also take me to greet them! ”