Versatile Mage

Ling Ling picked up his phone and called Movan the first time.

But the phone was completely black, and that's when she realized that the phone was out of electricity.

Standing in front of the hotel window, Ling Ling found that Guangzhou Tower was not very far from the residence. He did not change his clothes and rushed to Guangzhou Tower.

At Guangzhou Tower, the lady inside told Ling Ling that Movan was at the top.

Ling Ling boarded the elevator and rushed up to the windy scenic platform.

The whole flourishing city is at its feet, even the cloud fog seems to be within reach, Ling Ling sees Mofan, sitting on the railing, and doesn't know what to think.

Before Ling Ling ran up, he was about to tell Movan of his great discovery. But Movan raised his head, Ling Ling knew that something bad had happened.

This leaves Ling Ling wondering if he should talk for a while.

“What... what's wrong?” Ling Ling is a little nervous because after so long with Movan, she rarely sees a look like Movan.

You can see in his eyes that anger is about to erupt, but the whole person calms down like a piece of ice.

“Old Von, dead.” Movan spit out these four words, but his heart was so depressed!!

Not long ago, he was happy as a little kid, showing off and sharing his research, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, staring at Guangzhou, excited and calm, saying that he could bring innovation.

Those who can change the world are not reckless people who fight and kill like themselves, but people like Feng Zhoulong, who devote their lives to research, who do not serve the righteous and the noble, for the good of all mankind.

But just as his results were about to be made public, and he was about to face everyone, he was dead.

Not in his own home, not in his studio, but in the Asian Magic Society, where he went to apply for the world's doors...

Each Gateway is prohibited if it has not been examined by the Supreme Magic Society.

Therefore, Fengzhou Long must personally go to the headquarters of the Asian Magic Association and present the results of his innovation to the Supreme Magic Association at the same time.

This is the safest and most authoritative place in the world that would actually cause unnatural death, and the dead happen to be the magician Feng Zhoulong, who is about to bring about magical innovation.

Irrationally pissing off the crown!

Coincidence makes one want to tear apart that rotten, incompetent magic system!

“Hoo-hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo."

A more fierce wind, coming from the surface.

In the fog, a creature with extremely long wings hovered less than 10 meters above the observation deck, and its appearance caused a shock to the people in Guangzhou Tower and Square.

A dragon...

Appeared in downtown Guangzhou and hung right on the Guangzhou Tower!

Movan stood up, and that wind Aaron slowly lowered his body so that Movan could step on its tail and step on its back.

“Where are you going??” Ling Ling said.

“No news of Sharjah's death yet.” Movan said.

“I'll go with you…” Ling Ling will also climb up.

“No.” Movan spoke a little heavily.

Spirit stood there, some grieved, some scared.

When Movan saw her like this, the ice on her face melted slightly and she couldn't help but reach out and touch her little head.

“Didn't you look in the mirror when you went out? There's no such thing as a girl's house.” Movan spoke softly.

“I have a bad feeling, very bad. Movan, it shouldn't be up to you...” The tears of the Spirit are spinning.

There are places worse than the demonic nest, where Movan is going now.

Man is always like this, greediest, crueller than the devil, likes to flock, prefers to fight and kill more than any creature!

The death of Fengzhou Dragon, for whatever reason, is terrible to make the spirit tremble and the back of the spine cool.

What happens when Movan goes to a place filled with people's hearts like demons and monsters?

Ling Ling would rather fight the Black Holy See than go to that place!

No one can live well once he wants to change.

That's how the Son died.

Dragged into the abyss of darkness, never resurrected.

Without the Son's strength, much less his influence, Movan was just a small character in the eyes of some senior members of the Asian Magic Society.

Feng Zhou Long was caught up in such a black tide, and if Movan went, it was the same result.

“Don't go, Movan... there are so many hidden dangers along the coast, so many sea monsters, here you are needed.” The voice of the Spirit begged with a few words. No one can reach out to the abyss.

“The sea demon can't be killed all the time, and I have limited power alone. That is the heart and soul of old Feng's life, and the hope of all our magicians, cannot be left out.” Movan held the Spirit in her arms and comforted her.

Movan knows very well.

Compared to Feng Zhou Long's fusion door, there are fewer curse magicians, let alone himself.

Continue to stay on the demonic shoreline, Movan may be able to save one city, two cities, three cities...

But there are thousands of coastline cities.

Nearly 20,000 kilometres of coastline under this catastrophe do not really require insignificant Movan, but can make every city and every magician a stronger gateway to life.

Even the Asian Magic Society, Supreme Temple of Law.

Movan has to ask for them, too!

“Eat well, sleep well, clean yourself up, even if you are naturally beautiful, you can't just focus on studying this mess. And don't tell anyone where I'm going.” Movan touched Spirit's little head and said seriously.

“If you die, I will definitely starve myself to the bones, my face and body are tattooed with non-mainstream tattoos, scrap, early love, fall | fetus, become your most repugnant, most painful, most desperate to strangle me with my own hands, so that you will have no peace in heaven!” The Spirit replied with equal seriousness.

“ …… ”

Stepping on the back of Royalon the wind, Movandu subconsciously used his hands to hold Royalon's back.

I had to slip and fall accidentally and the magic stuck to the shell.

I don't know why, Movan has such a hunch.

The words of Ling Ling will circle the beam for three days. Whenever he has such a little impulse, little warm blood, this voice will want to swing on his face like a cold slap, constantly reminding himself:

Be steady.

Don't wave.

Never send.

Send a wave, something big happened to Denima!!

……

“Wind Dragon, slow down and be careful not to overspeed. Fly well, don't play with the flowers. ”

Movant deliberately ordered the Royal Dragon Trail.

“I didn't drink a bar, I just drank soda. You can't drink, you don't drink in heaven. ”

……