Versatile Mage

The whistle was in his ear, and the red color broke through the silver feather area, and the heat finally struck, and Bassamu now knew what both men were capable of, and despite the sudden arrival of all this, he reacted more quickly.

Magic tooth trees flew up, interwoven over Bassamu, rapidly forming bush walls to protect Bassamu inside.

Fire bear, burning these tooth trees, after flying "fermented” three souls fire power becomes much more powerful than before, plus the fire system itself is a restraint of the wood system, Movan's flame is completely comparable to super magic, soon to see those tooth trees burned through.

Burning breath pounded on Bassamu, his face revealed a painful colour, he could not believe that a small high-ranking magician of the other party could provoke superior power, such a flame shock was enough to severely traumatize him.

Bashamu's skin was burned open, he wrapped himself in a layer of cold ice, forced out of this silver feather storm in Muningsnow, flaming his heart, Bashamu was like a beast of ice, rammed here indiscriminately, but this behavior could not completely exclude the flame.

“I'm gonna kill you, I'm gonna kill you!!” Bassamu roared furiously, his eyes were red, and his whole face was even more convulsive.

“What a simple mind!” At the edge of the woods, the black figure, who had been hiding, made a sound.

Basham was badly traumatized this time, and the burning pain tormented him with the poison of ice. It must be difficult for him to perform super-maximum magic smoothly next, not to mention the powerful psychic attack of Apath, Medusa.

Apath's strength is suppressed, but as the most noble Medusa, many abilities can be as lethal a blow to the superior magician as they need to be supported by strength, such as the hallucinations just now...

The more volatile the emotions, the easier it is to use psychic magic to influence their gods. Bassamu is now a little angry, then Apath can do it in this anger and his pain, just as the power of the curse has not been used!

The man with the hat in the woods saw Bassamu in a bad condition, his figure flashed and appeared in front of Bassamu.

“Go!” cried the cap man in a low voice.

Bassamu was naturally unhappy, and as he was about to speak, the man with the hat suddenly rolled up a black cloudy wind.

The cloudy wind covered the two men, and Movan and Muningsnow chased after them, intending to end the bassamu, and found that there was no shadow of Bassamu or the mystery man in the cloudy.

“Gone??” Mofan looked around amazingly.

He was able to perceive a dark scent nearby, but his opponents were rather cunning, dividing several directions together, making it impossible for Movan to guess where they had left off.

“They escaped.” Apath said.

“Leave it to the others.” Muningsnow glanced at the scattering cloudy wind nearby and opened his mouth.

“Mmm.”

Mofan and Muningsnow didn't expect to kill Bassamu here either, and Bassamu came here to make a deal, which meant there was another group.

Basham deserves to die, and those who really need the heart of a young child, they're not going to let it go!

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The two men waited quietly here, and Bran's concubine was already tracking Bassamu and the mystery cap man, this time because Muningsnow and Mofan were fighting Bassamu, naturally to leave a hand to dig out the bigger fish behind.

“At a young age, Titan's heart, what exactly are these people collecting this stuff for?” Movan felt very confused.

“The man who rescued Bassamu may be stronger, but he doesn't want to cut the branches.” Muningsnow said.

“I feel like I need to get to the super order as soon as possible, and I wouldn't have been able to handle this kind of guy on my own without you and Apath.” Movan said.

Bassamu was extremely difficult to deal with. He was a three-pronged magician. When he first used Ice magic, Movan could not have done it. If it had not been for Muningsnow's powerful Ice genius, he would have directly suppressed it. Movan ran out of magic and it would have been very difficult to hurt Bassamu.

Even so, his botanical and optical systems were quite frightening, and the advent of the Inquisition Sword now left Movan with a palpitation and a constant sense of burning on his body. To say he was hurt, he couldn't get any better himself.

Fortunately, the little beauty snake she had just captured was as fierce as a tiger. A key hallucination gave Movan and Muningsnow the initiative, otherwise the concubine of Bran hiding in the dark would have to save their lives, making it even harder to trace.

“Well, where the snow mountain thing took me too long, I guess it's time to overshoot.” Muningsnow nodded.

Without superiority, there can be no absolute influence in this society. In the past, when strength was low, such superior things could only be reported to the Magic Society, waiting for the Magic Society or the trial, but the organized illness is waiting for the report, waiting for them to implement, the enemy has long gone blind...

In order to do it personally, it must be strong enough, especially if it involves an international criminal organization, the Guild of Guilds, not to be taken lightly.

“If you don't treat the wound, your muscles and blood will be completely burned by light. It doesn't matter if you die, please cancel the contract first.” Apath sees Movan and is still in the mood to talk to Munningham about this kind of thing, he says.

“Oh, oh, there's no healing magician around, and it's trouble. I guess I'll have to go to the Patnon Temple.” Movan said.

The enemies faced in recent times are either super order or monarch. Movan finds himself injured a little more often. After all, it is a big problem, he did not cross the super order, and now he can repair this explosion. If he can reach the super order, he will definitely hang other super order magicians...

And one more important thing is that when you reach the super order, you will get your seventh and eighth series!

With eight series, one person is a magical army. Think about it and feel trendy... If all eight series are super complete, it's invincible!!

“Would you please stop daydreaming and heal your wounds?” Apache is cold-blooded.

Movan stunned and looked at Apath's little arrogant pretty face.

“Don't look into my head, it's too much, you know!” Movan said.

“No one can really spy on the inner thoughts of others, not even a powerful psychic, unless someone has left their inner emotions unreserved on their face, limbs...” Apath said.

“…” Movan did not know how to argue for a moment.

“I'll take you there, Bran. We'll hear from the concubine.” Muningsnow couldn't help but float his mouth when he saw them mixing.

Raising a white wind, Munningsnow summoned the six wings of the wind and brought Movan into the air...

Movan took this opportunity to hold Muningsnow tighter, his nose swept beneath Muningsnow's snow neck, greedily sucked the scent on Muningsnow, and his wolf claws secretly touched those inviolable parts.

“Be honest!” Muningsnow glanced at Movan.

Muningsnow was rubbed by Movan with a little red-hearted, but he had never seen so many injuries and the wound was still bleeding. The mind was still filled with these dishonest things. If you touch those things, the wound won't hurt??

“Snow, where was your black shoulder dress that day? Let me see it again the other day. I really rarely see it like this, like a perfect elegant black swan!” Movan seems to have forgotten the war just now, the wounds on his body, and even more the fear that the Inquisition Sword caused him.

Mu Ningxue really admired Mofan's nervous giant strip and said with no anger: "There must be more terrible people behind this. Why don't you think about how we can get through this? ”

A Silver Guild Bassamu is hard enough to deal with. This guy seems to still be on the orders of others. If it weren't for the presence of the Ice Crystal Brake, Muningsnow wouldn't be in such danger. But the Ice Crystal Brake is also a destabilizing force...

“One step at a time makes no sense to think.” Movan's mentality is still good. If he has to worry about everything, he won't be able to make it!

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The two had just arrived at the Patnon Temple, which was not allowed to fly, and its strong ban would directly turn the intruders into ashes.

At the foot of the mountain, unfortunately, a group of equally flying magicians fell, about five of them, staring closely at Movan and Muningsnow, with some hostility on their faces.

“Humph, since you know to come here and turn yourself in.” said a faith magician headed by him.

“What surrender?” Movan looked confused.

“Did you use magic in Blue Twilight Mountain??” The Faith Mage said.

“We did use it, but even if it was forbidden to use the magic of destruction, it was run by the Magic Society, and you Patnon Temple faithful magicians came over to ask questions about your sins? Who the hell are you?” Movan said.

“I am Priest-Budder of the Hall of Faith, and now that I have confessed to the use of forbidden magic, have I pleaded guilty to the murder of young Barbaro and the taking of Blue Twilight?” Bud, a priest of faith, spoke heavily.

“You're out of your mind, how else could you make such a logic? We were fighting against a villain, and most of what you said was done by that guy. Instead, how did you find us? Let's go. I have to go to the Goddess Peak to heal the wounds.” Movan scolded.

“How dare you insult me, Bud, the altar priest, and even more delusional to invade the Goddess Peak, which is our Patnon Temple Holy Land. Is it possible for a man like you to step in at will? Take him down!” Bud, a priest of faith, spoke heavily.

When Movan listened, he got angry, how could there be such an unreasonable dog thing? How could such a man be a priest of 10,000 people!