Versatile Mage

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A small campfire, a red flame without any combustion material, was created in the sky, and from time to time a tiny tongue of fire was illusioned, licking the big spraying roast of the incense on the flame.

Sprinkling a little bit of cum, that wonderful fragrance came again, Movan sat on the waste pile and chewed beautifully.

Beasts have a better meat feel than any Kobe beef, and the outer solid muscle ensures that high temperature flames do not burn them quickly, while allowing the tender meat inside to ripen quickly.

The ruins of the city, a man sitting next to a campfire, ate so deliciously that he could not be disturbed by how many demons howled and monsters growled around him.

Of course, even if the mighty sea monsters wanted to come closer, they wouldn't dare to mess with this human being if they found the corpses surrounded by ice-axe sea cows!

The dim city, that's all the campfire is bright, just at the limit of what the campfire can illuminate, a pair of long, thin legs appeared and slowly came towards Morvan.

Wearing a fairly sophisticated pair of brown leather shoes with a bright shine on their surface, the man who can keep his shoes spotless in the midst of this demon is not a cleanliness and obsessive-compulsive disorder, but he has the strength to rise above the vast majority of crises.

Movan watched this man come from a dark city and naturally noticed his clean leather shoes, although this still did not affect his appetite, he continued to bite a piece of tender meat and chew it in his mouth.

“Are you Weiguang?” The man walked up and measured Movan at close range.

He confirmed Movan's eye tone, confirmed Movan's hair, and confirmed Movan's shirt.

“I'm not. You're wrong about silver.” Movan was full of beef and answered vaguely.

“There's no need to cover it up. I saw you kill those ice-axe sea buffalo beasts. Your appearance may be disguised as changeable, but your strength fits, and I understand that the only person in China who reaches this level of strength at this age is you, Wei Guang.” Mixed middle-aged men smiled.

Movan looked up at this complete stranger for a while.

Why does everyone think they are Weiguang?

Is Weiguang strong?

Is he handsome?

“China is so big, Tibetan dragon lying tiger. I'm not Weiguang, you got the wrong guy, but you have a golden lining under your jacket. I remember seeing this outfit in Al-Quds City. You're from Al-Quds City, right?” Movan said.

“It's kind of eye-catching, so do you want to challenge me? You've been badly injured in the far south, sealed the Bridge of Forbidden Spells, and without the spells, you're no different from an ordinary super-man.” Mixed middle-aged men say.

“I'm not Weiguang, so don't bother me with the barbecue.” Movan replied.

“Do you know who I am?” Mixed middle-aged men don't look very anxious.

“Don't know.”

“Of course you don't know, I'm from Al-Quds, but I've never done anything in the name of Al-Quds, and you can call me the Holy Shadow Apostle, the Angel of Energies.” Mixed middle-aged men are particularly proud when they speak of their holy shadow.

“Isn't there only seven angels in the Holy City?” Movan was confused.

“It's the seven archangels, the world is so big, there are so many places to hide dirt, it's impossible for all things to be hand-in-hand by the seven archangels.” The Holy Shadow Apostle said.

“So what exactly are you doing here, and you just say your name, not your name, don't you have a name?” Movan looked at this man's face and asked.

“My name is Keno, and I'm here to take your life.” The Holy Shadow Apostle called Keno said.

Movan showed amazement and stared at Kuno. It took him a few seconds to say: "Surprise me, I thought you were in love with my barbecue. I like to eat alone and refuse to share. ”

"I don't mind waiting for you to finish your last supper," he said with a smile, glancing at the golden butter-roasted thigh on the campfire. ”

“No, it will take a little fire to cook, wait and wait, maybe I can beat you up and get you out of here without delaying my meal.” Movan stood up slowly and the whole person's mood changed.

The dim city, full of ruins of buildings, those twisted steel bars penetrated in the middle of the air, and the faint moonlight spilled down and stretched them out so cold that everything here looked even scarier.

Just as Movan focused on the hybrid Krono with those black brown eyes, the surrounding area became darker, the city, the ruins, the moonlight seemed to be soaked in dark ink, and all the world could see for a time was this little campfire lit area.

In the area, two shadowy men confronted each other, no blades met, but they could already hear the fierce noise of similar instruments colliding!!

“Forbidden class??” All of a sudden, Movan senses a buoyancy in men.

That extraordinary power made his figure seem infinitely enlarged and tempered into a giant who could step under his feet!

Very, very unexpected.

This seemingly unbeatable hybrid middle-aged man is a curse...

But if you think about it, Movan can also understand that after all, the other party is the strong one who came to take Wei Guang's life, and Wei Guang seems to be the famous fire curse banning magician more than a year ago, Movan barely remembered it at this time.

Kill a Chinese curse magician?

Is the angel from Al-Quds Al-Sharif mentally ill, or what did Wei Guang do to hurt the stench of reason, and was judged by Al-Quds Al-Sharif??

Of course, with the Urinary nature of Al-Quds Al-Sharif, it is not necessarily what Wei Guang did, but at least against the will of Al-Quds Al-Sharif.

To be honest, Movan feels a little stressed at the moment, but there's also some excitement.

Except for the demonic state, he has not really dealt with the Forbidden Wizard, nor does he know if he has reached the level of independent completion of the Forbidden Wizard.

At the end of this closure, Movan's all-round strength surged, and the common monarch, the common strong, was more like nothing.

Movan was just looking for a semi-prescriptible practitioner, who knew he'd run into a curse that would take his own life.

Of course, Movan is not worried that he will be able to complete the curse independently.

In the Devil's City, releasing the curse is tantamount to finding death. Those imperial sea demons are still lurking. Any fluctuations in the curse will lead them to utter fury. Movan does not believe that Kano does not understand this.

The curse is forbidden. If you can't release the curse magic, why doesn't Movan dare challenge it?