Versatile Mage

Although several high-ranking officers said they had seen nothing, Damon, the superior optical magician, walked in and swept his eyes several times from where Movan was hiding.

When Movan stands still, the Dark Cloak achieves an almost invisible effect, and the dark smell is as pale as the air.

Behind the tent is also an absolute shadow, the light in the furnace shines past from both sides, instead creating a light difference, when people look at it here, attention is drawn to the flame of the furnace.

Movan held his breath.

Damon Light is still one step closer, but Movan dares not move half a step.

He had no absolute certainty that he would be able to kill the Light Super Mage in seconds, and the shadow magic trick would do little in front of him.

“Master Damon, a Shadow Superior General appears in the Federation's Eagle Horse Cavalry!!” At this point, not far away came a sound.

Damon turned his head and saw a wind magician with wind wings hovering in the air, apparently deliberately coming looking for him from other barracks.

“Well, I'll be right there!” Damon was not looking for dark footprints, and he turned to the Wind Wing Mage.

……

Under the shadow of the tent, Movan's cold sweat is slipping.

This is the most central part of the enemy camp, blocked in this place, give yourself ten Zhao Manyan estimated not to get out alive.

Movan was about to continue his Dark Lord dive and suddenly his dark veins were pouring, leaving his skin feeling cool for a while!

He immediately stopped his steps and couldn't breathe.

The darkness of the silk circles beneath Movan's feet like a ray of light wind, and the motion widens slightly.

After a few minutes, that golden-white bearded Damon floated in the other direction, his eyes swept over here.

“Master Damon, you must be too vigilant. No one has ever been here, and the dark footprint you said was left by His Excellency Robin's Shadow Horse about half a day ago.” A high-ranking officer laughed and explained to Damon that suddenly appeared.

Damon nodded.

“Go to the outskirts of the camp as soon as you can. The Eagle Horse Cavalry is not an easy character to deal with, and magicians below the ranks are slaughtered at will.” High-ranking officers said.

“Keep your eyes open, there are some diving, hidden masters in the Federation who cannot be allowed to threaten our main camp.” Damon ordered.

“That's nature! ”

Damon had just left the camp, and the flames in the blast furnace were still cracking, and the light could not spread much in the shady rainy days.

……

Damon really left this time, and Movan had more palpitations.

Fortunately, the dark pulse detected a dangerous scent and gave Movan an early warning.

It is true that there are many masters in the Brown Regime Army and must not be taken lightly.

……

The Dark Cloak has a limited duration and Movan begins to move forward.

As the main battalion can already see, it's a big golden brown hardtop tent, and I don't know how the rebels built it in such a short period of time, and these golden brown tents are connected like an exhibition hall with creative art, with a few golden splendors in the rain and dense woods.

Mofan bypassed the gold tent area of the main battalion, where too many patrols were present.

Wu Biao is behind the main camp, the biggest golden canopy background is a waterfall hanging between heaven and earth like a white dragon, no wonder the leader of the rebel army should treat black Holy See elements like Wu Biao as rainy masters, the atmosphere of his main camp is spectacular with the help of God.

“Disobedience makes no difference to the enemy. ”

Movan was passing through a training field and saw a man with the same physique as a jungle tiger speaking indifferently.

The voice just fell, the ground of the training field cracked open, and many pointy ivory-shaped objects drilled out and burst into the rebel officers, and the bright blood sprayed immediately.

The rebel officers died at the same time, and the rain did not dilute their blood for a short while.

“Cold Tiger, you're getting grumpy.” A man in a silver robe walked over and glanced at the blood all over the floor, some helpless.

“A bunch of cowardly things, if they don't work for me, what's the use of keeping them!” The wild man called Cold Tiger said.

The man was wearing a tiger leather coat and his whole face was painted more like a jaguar, in extreme wildness and ferocity.

“If you control yourself and kill like this again, the chief will be unhappy.” The silver robe man said.

“I don't understand why you wouldn't let me go to the main battlefield, and I could kill thousands of people on my own with the Federation's army of miscellaneous cards.” Cold Tiger said with great dissatisfaction.

“The chief let you stay here, of course, is of great use. Well, I have to get some water system magic drills to the Rain Master. It's really raining, making so many things as cowardly as these people turn into tigers... although they don't have the strength of a tiger, it's a plague just like having the guts to rush up a mouse.” The silver robe man said.

Movan was not too far away and his eyes lit up as soon as he heard that he was going to Wu Bin's place.

The Silver Robe Man is also a very tall man, and Movan didn't dare get too close.

It's a good thing they're walking and not in a hurry at all.

Movant looked back at the rebel leader named Cold Tiger and found that Cold Tiger was using his boots to trample the bodies before, like a bloodthirsty maniac!

While the raging rain did not affect those who were determined, it made the cold-blooded more ferocious and the resentful do all sorts of treacherous extremes.

The Black Holy See would be interested in the regime?

All they have in their bones is destruction, they worship more death and extinction, fear that even if the brown regime army took over this federal land and established a so-called brown country, where a dozen days of raging rain have fallen, this brown country is no different from hell, people have long lost their humanity and started killing each other like mad beasts!

Condor peckers, crows all over the sky, bones all over the place, the city is deserted, this is what the Black Holy See wants most!!

Without pitying those who perished, Movan was just saddened by the Andes, a federation, and a sea monster storm was coming, no matter which regime eventually gained control, and what would they use to resist the invasion of the Sea Monster Empire?

China's eastern coastline is already on fire to build a defensive embankment. The country is larger on the sea and will be left to sea demons to hunt...

Livestock, devoid of dignity, turned into demons.