Versatile Mage

The leaders of the two gangsters would never have thought of the power.

They were devoured by the flames of sand and tormented by the horrendous piercing of sand and the flames of robbery, and the exquisite defenses of the past could not be effective in such a superior fusion of flames and earth.

Soon after, they were completely buried, buried in the agitation of the hot sandstorm.

The green land disappeared, and the vast hills in the distance were all flattened, glancing at each other, and the red flame sand was covered, flattened with little wrinkles, magnificent blood and red, immensely tidy, like a magical realm that was calm and hidden from endless death threats!

Asaria stood next to Movan, and her eyes were full of shock.

This… is so powerful that it cannot be described in words!

For the time being, whether the opponent is a strong man among the international super-majors, the scene of the flaming sand purgatory just now is appalling.

Absolutely beyond the scope of ordinary super-maximum magic, the scariest thing is that Movan was the first magic to start without seeing his long singing and preparation, he could perform such a powerful explosion magic!

Strong and stunning.

Many times, the expression on Asaria's face was three, seven, and she could never understand the emotions in her heart, but now her face was the most real.

Isn't there supposed to be a vicious war?

On this occasion, Asaria can also consider Movan's current strength.

But this will make it even harder for Asaria to find out that Movan is not his strongest gateway to this blazing sandstorm!

“The rest is yours.” Movan said to Asaria, who had not yet returned to God.

Man, I solved it.

Torture thing you come.

Asaria's little mouth closes.

I don't know why, in the moment of God's return, I suddenly felt that this guy was a little handsome, that he had destroyed the self-righteous deity of the powerful enemy between his palms, focused on revenge, focused on anger, but calmed down like an iceberg.

“Movan, do you still need a lover?” The Virgin from the Temple of Patnon asked.

Movan sat on the sand and looked up at her.

She seemed expressionless, but there was a saying in her heart that she wanted to say it!

Why is this rumor spread abroad with so many lovers?

The word "also” pokes Mofan's liver.

……

Asaria liked it, and Movan didn't take it seriously.

Seems familiar, but refuses, Movan is not as happy as those little kids to see a beautiful woman close as a fat man with 200 kg.

Some girls, intimacy is actually a test.

She wants to know if she can capture your heart.

Once captured, she turned away, stepped on her heels, swayed her waist, and her back was out of reach.

Movan is not in the mood or energetic enough to play this obscure game with Asaria, either be a frank brother or just roll... the sheets are busy for everyone.

……

Neither Silk nor Tek died.

But in a state of serious injury like their own, there is no need for Movan to do any more, and Asaria can easily conquer them with her shadow magic.

Asaria also has all sorts of tools, so don't worry about being shady by these two guys.

Trap them first.

Consume their energy.

A little more soul torture, slowly aggravated, waiting for the two men to reach the limit of their bearing.

To the limit, immediately followed by the breakdown of their inner resistance, to make them fear, to make them despair, and finally to become a slave who can only be relieved in peace.

Asaria knew that the will of the wicked was often no weaker than that of the strong and deliberately “boiled” more.

Human beauty, doing a lot of things has a special charm, and Movan is not bored to watch.

Knowing that torture and interrogation were things that were useless, Movan suddenly pushed prisoners to despair, but rather provoked their rebellion, and it was impossible to tell the truth or falsehood of the information obtained.

“Well, we're back to the original question, who instructed you?” Asaria smiles and is as sweet as asking her where she bought her little sister's ice cream on the road.

“We dock with only one person and follow his instructions.” The demon silk man couldn't stand it first, and he was exhausted to say it.

“First name.”

“Anyaza.” The Silk Man said.

“Okay, next question. Why did you kill those scholars?” Asaria asked.

“We didn't kill them, we didn't have that much capacity at all… not us, we just confused the sights of those who came.” This time it was Tek who talked and he was scared to look like an old kid in his fifties.

Asaria is terrorizing him with despair, so Tek is pissing so hard now that Asaria doesn't even want to come near him.

When Movan heard the answer, he immediately stood up.

“Confused... aren't you looking for someone in the desert at all?” Movan stood up and questioned.

“We don't have to look for anyone, we just go into the desert and bring the sights of the big organizations to a pointless place. That man, he's not in the desert.” Tek said in panic.

“Shit! ”

Asaria cursed.

Cheated!

I actually took Movan into the enemy's suspicious cloud array, which means that the people behind the scenes have guessed that this will attract the investigation and attention of all parties, so I deliberately let these people from Guild Guild of Guilty come behind their back to the deep end of the desert, so that I can have more time to clear the traces!

Movan locked his eyebrows.

Zuhuanyao's message to himself is also the Guild of Badass.

Looks like it's all trapped!

“So who knows exactly where that girl is, that Anyaza knows, say it!” Asaria was a little angry.

She didn't expect to be fooled by one of her intelligence leaders!

“I'm afraid Anjaza doesn't know either.” The demon silk man whispered that she had a little plea in her eyes and seemed to want to use the latter sentence as a final chip.

And Asaria saw it, and she said, “Speak up and let you go. ”

“Based on our own… own experience and understanding, the girl is still in Dubai, either hiding or under control.” The Silk Man said.

The Guild has its own intelligence. It also has its own infiltrators, sources of intelligence.

So even if the person who gave them the instructions didn't say it, maybe he didn't know it, but it can be inferred from the information available.

Bring the sights of the major organizations deep into the desert, so that operations in the city can not be easily monitored.

If there's no clue in the city, or the whole thing is clean, why rush them out to stir things up?

They didn't kill the Guild.

Critical figures, they don't know where the Guild is either.

All you have to do is run out to play a scene and attract the attention of people who are watching this matter. After all, the Guild of Nero is not a third-rate thief.

“In the city, yes, in the city!” Asaria seems to be awakened.

This speculation on the part of the Silk Man is highly probable, and now Asaria can't get away with it without checking out the movements of some special people.

Evil men have the wisdom of evil men.