Versatile Mage

“Running is impossible! ”

In the house, that crude, turbid voice came along, with great irony.

Movan turned around and found that the black-faced man had not known when to stand in the yard, and behind him was the little brother with the black headscarf, as well as the blonde brothers.

One stop into the courtyard was disgusting and it was clear that they had not intended to live here in peace from the outset.

“That's very kind of you, I reckon... from Sif Street to here, there has to be a kilometer or two of road, is that how you climbed all the way back here with your wounds covered, is it you who is too amazing, or am I too light!” The man with the black turban said.

“Run away, they... they're the Guild of Rottens.” Shepard said vigorously.

Movan glanced at Shepard, who was covered in blood, and looked at the four evil-faced members, and it was almost clear at the end of the day.

“You idiot, go heal your wounds first, what are you doing here, so what about the Guild of Rottens? I told you, we are very strong magicians, few people in the world are our opponents!!” Zhao Manyan crouched down with some angry roar.

Blood is still flowing, and Shelby's eyes are already very hard to shake.

Finally, when his eyes opened to their limits, his body fell directly under the support of three people, like a clip without a fulcrum.

“Next time you make it clean, you almost let him live, you idiot.” The black-faced man scolded.

“Okay, so what about the three of them?” The man with the black turban asked.

The black-faced man took a few steps forward, his eyes staring at Movan, revealing the same smile as before: “You make a good salad taste, for this, I'll give you a more comfortable way to die. For example, the three of you went on a night trip, encountered a cold wave, and accidentally drowned. ”

“Believe me, gentlemen, this is definitely the smartest choice, and we know very well that there really is a big difference in the way we die in this business!” The man with the black turban said.

Movan never went to see these people, and his eyes were always on Shepard.

Shepard had a dagger in his chest that looked awkward, but could keep his blood running, and the man who did it was naturally the guy with the black headscarf.

It's a shame that if you come back a little early, and you can hear what they were talking about at the grass pavilion, you'll know they're going to kill Shepard tonight, and that will save Shepard's life.

Everything was hard to predict, just to make Movan even more unexpected, Shepard crawled all the way back here in order not to let the three of them get wiped out...

Knowing that he was going to die, knowing that where he was going to climb was where the murderer was, closing his eyes for a moment would make it possible to imagine how difficult his journey was.

“You can run yourself, really.” Movan said to Shepard, who no longer had any signs of life.

It's a shame that if Shepard knew what the three of them were capable of, or believed that the three of them were indeed coming to kill giants, indeed the world's finest magicians, he would not have had to go through such torture.

This poor knife is actually fatal, ordinary people can basically only bleed to death on the ground, Shepard has a strong desire for survival | desire, and if he climbs in the direction of the city, he has absolute hope of being saved.

If you choose this wild road without anyone, if you climb so far away, the three of them and Shepard are actually kind of like Pingshui. From the beginning, you didn't think he was a good man. He was stabbed in the chest. If you didn't die the first time, how can you save yourself with all your heart?

“He just needs to hold his breath a little longer, although it's impossible to survive, but at least know that the three of us will be fine.” Mulberry said in a low voice.

Shab worked hard, including his own life, not just to let the three of them escape, but what he saw at the last moment of his death was the Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of Guild of. He probably thought that Mofan, Zhao Manyan, Mubai and Mubai would also end with him, in fact, just a few moments, he could meditate.

“Choose quickly and don't waste our precious time.” The black-faced man said.

“I'll tell you two things.” Movan stood up and turned to the man with the black face.

“I'm interested to hear it.” The black-faced man said.

“You ate three plates of fruit salad, and the salad sauce was painted with maggots from the stables. The flavor should be really unique. I told you the formula, but unfortunately you won't get a chance to eat it later.” Movan said to the black-faced man.

The smile on the black-faced man's face solidified suddenly, he looked back at the stables not far away, on the dirt faeces outside the stables, there were actually several white maggots climbing, which made the muscles on the black-faced man's face start twitching.

“Looks like you don't have a chance to die. Tell me about your second thing.” The black-faced man said.

“The second thing, I'm going to give you a way to die, and I'm tired of interrogating you about why you killed Shelby, and I just want to watch you die now.” Movan went on to say to the black-faced man.

Choosing the death method, that was said only when the power was absolutely overwhelmed. If not for the first thing that Movan said, the black-faced man would have laughed.

A few Asians who work as handymen in hotels actually say that. Are you really the world's high-end, super-majors walking around!

“Boy, do you know who we are?” The black-faced man said.

“Guild of bad guys.” Movan said.

“We are the Guild of Negroes black ornaments, pirates, merchants, human traffickers like that kind of miscellaneous fish are not a level, I know you have a bit of magic smell, it's not like you learned a few beginner skills to make fire, pour vegetables, and build walls to call a magician, real magic...” The black-faced man said, suddenly something burst next to him.

“Boom!!!! ”

The black-faced man spoke half way, and the thick, salad-like sauce was applied to him, although they were all red.

The smell of blood is disgusting. The black-faced man turns around and his face is incredible!!

Black headscarf little brother, just standing next to him black headscarf little brother, he actually exploded!!

Broken sternum, crushed arms, slagged head... only one pair of legs to the knee position is slightly intact, but the same blood drains!

Dead?

Died like that without half a sign?