"Uh——, this ......" After a brief silence, Golden Mask replied, "You may be a little mistaken, the reason why I didn't speak very friendly just now was just to find out who came in here. And since you are here, the treasure naturally belongs to you, so whether you take it or not, I will not stop you. ”

"I see. Richard said, his wide eyes returning to normal, and the inexplicable light in the depths of his eyes slowly disappeared.

"Why, I think you're a little disappointed?" asked the golden-faced mask, sensing something keenly.

"No, how could it be. Richard shook his head and replied softly.

After speaking, Richard's expression became serious: "Since you just want to see what I look like and are not prepared to stop me from taking things away, then I leave here now, no problem, right?"

"Well, no problem......

"Alright, I'm leaving. Richard said, interrupting the golden mask, and walked very neatly towards the outside of the palace.

Golden Mask was stunned for a moment, and after a while he exclaimed, "Hey, boy, wait! I've been waiting here, sleeping for I don't know how many hundred years, do you know how boring I am?"

You're the first person here, are you in such a hurry to leave......? Can't you talk to me, talk to me, at least tell me what the outside world is like now!"

"There was no time. Richard's voice in reply floated, the flame burning at the end of his finger grew darker and darker, and the man walked out of the palace.

Golden Mask: "......"

At this moment, the heart of the golden mask is gritting teeth, if he has the ability, he will definitely swallow Richard alive.

Just when the Golden Mask was full of negativity, Richard suddenly walked back to the palace.

"Hmm, ha! I know, boy, you're not a cold-blooded person, and you'll meet my needs. Seeing Richard's figure appear, Golden Mask shouted excitedly, "Boy, come here, talk to me about the outside...... Gah!"

The sound of the golden mask stopped abruptly, because Richard had just walked in, turned around the palace gate, and then walked out neatly.

Golden Mask: "......"

Not long after, Richard walked back and then walked out again.

After repeating it several times, the golden mask collapsed a little, and when Richard appeared in the palace for the fourth time, he couldn't help but shout loudly: "Hey, boy, what the hell are you doing! If you don't want to talk to me, don't say it, keep walking in and out, what are you trying to do?

"You're thinking too much. Richard said lightly, "I'm just testing the way to get in and out of this place, and some other conjectures." Now it seems that everything is not too much of a problem, so ...... You don't have to worry about me coming back to 'tease' you. ”

As he spoke, Richard walked out of the palace - this time he really didn't come back.

In the empty palace, the golden mask was stunned for a long time, and then shouted, his voice echoing alone, sounding very pitiful.

"Hey, boy!"

"Hey, you're back!"

"Hey, are you really gone?"

"Hey, I didn't mean that, come back soon!"

"Hey, aren't you, just leave? What do you mean if you don't come back, you won't come back today? What about tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow? Hey, you make it clear!"

......

White Stone Tower.

Core.

It was a mess, the ground was littered with the marks of spell bombardment, and the neighboring buildings were also damaged, collapsing and spewing flames.

A large number of corpses were scattered on the ground, and they died in different ways: some were hit head-on by the spell, and most of their bodies disappeared. Some were drenched with acid and abluded off half of their heads. Others were accurately pierced through the hearts by icicles, and fell to the ground with distorted expressions......

Gibran, Somon and Muconi stood among the many corpses, and Gibran spoke in a somewhat tired tone, and said to Somen and Mukoni, "It seems...... It's still a bit reluctant, the wizards of the White Stone Tower are not those wandering wizards, and some of them are still relatively powerful. I, and the two of you, would be overly optimistic to kill them all, even if they are only one-sixth of the total strength of the White Rock Tower. ”

"Director, it's me and Mukoni who are dragging our feet......" Somen said with his head down.

"It's none of your business. Gibran raised his hand to stop Somon and said, "It's hard enough for you to speed up your actions before, and I know you've done your best." This time, it was mainly my job that was not done properly.

In fact, it is also too tight on manpower. Originally, I wanted to bring a few people over to help, but they were all as busy as you were to speed up the progress of the operation and make some layouts, and they couldn't get out for the time being, so I had to come by myself, so things got the way they are.

However, it doesn't matter, after all, in the early stage, it is enough for us to create enough panic, even if some of the wizards of the White Stone Tower escape, it is not a big deal. After a while, when the manpower is successfully transferred, these wizards in the White Stone Tower will all die after all. ”

"And now......" Muknee asked, looking at Gibran, "what are we going to do now, Director?"

"Leave them a message and leave. Gibran spoke up, "If my guess is correct, the wizards who escaped must have mobilized more power, after all, they only represent one-sixth of the power of the White Stone Tower."

And in this White Rock City, they have at least one and a half of their strength, but they are scattered everywhere and cannot support in time. In this case, let's not consume with them, give them a long memory, and leave to do the follow-up. ”

"Well, yes. Muknei nodded.

Gibran didn't say anything more, and quickly moved his hands. With a wave of his hand, the surrounding corpses quickly gathered in front of him, condensing into a ball of flesh.

Gibran shook his hand slightly.

"Squeak!"

The ball of flesh that had gathered into the corpse looked like a crowded orange, and a large amount of juice - blood shot out.

Gibran's fingers flicked in mid-air, like playing a piano, and the blood that shot out was immediately restrained by the magical power, and it did not hit the ground, but divided into several strands, and drew on the ground like dye.

First a standard triangle, then a circle, and finally a line segment running vertically through the triangle and the circle - the symbol of the Black Spirit Empire!

After controlling the blood and spending this pattern, Gibran examined it, nodded, looked at Somen and Mu Coni and asked, "How is it, is it like this?" ”

"That's pretty much it. "Although the vertical line is not transparent to the triangle if it is strictly required, and the supervisor has already drawn some of it, no one really accounts for this detail." ”

"That's good. Gibran nodded, "Let's go." ”

"Yes. ”

The next moment, the bodies of the three of them jumped up at the same time, swept into the distance, and behind them were raging flames, almost reflecting half the sky.

Half the sky, many black shadows are approaching quickly.

......

Deep in the grave, Hall Fifteen.

Richard appeared in front of the stone platform, his eyes narrowed slightly, looked at the suitcase on the stone platform, and said to himself: "I see, it is a space prop with a very large internal space."

I've always wanted to have a space prop before, because it can solve a lot of trouble, but now I really get it. In this way, it is very useful and can be modified a lot.

Overall, this space item, along with three spell scrolls, a short staff, a metal ball that I don't know what to do, and a lot of wealth in the palace, can be regarded as a very rewarding one. Compared with the time and energy invested in this matter, it is indeed not a loss. ”

After Richard finished speaking, he picked up his suitcase and walked towards the exit.

After quickly walking through a few corridors and several halls, Richard suddenly stopped, and then fell back step by step, looking at the corpses of various monsters piled up on the ground, his eyes flashing slightly.

Originally, Richard was not interested in these corpses, on the one hand, the corpses of the dead, the research value would be much lower than that of the living body, on the other hand, the corpse of each monster was not small, if it was the previous space iron ring, it would not be much at all, even if it wanted to squeeze the residual value of the corpse, it was not very cost-effective.

But now it's different, with a suitcase as a super large space prop, you don't have to worry about the storage capacity at all, you can load as much as you want.

The next moment, Richard said to do it, selected the better ones from the many corpses, froze them with spells, and threw them into the suitcase one by one.

From the deepest part of the grave to the exit, Richard spent a lot of effort to finish the matter, and then used the greasy swamp and chain explosion to incinerate all the remaining corpses that were not going to be put into the suitcase, and walked to the ground satisfied.

He used "earth and stone control" to close the crack in the ground, and was about to return, but when he turned his head, Richard's eyes widened in surprise. I saw that in the center of White Rock City, at the location of the White Rock Tower Wizards' Club complex, there was a raging flame burning, which was so obvious in the night that half of the sky was burned red.

"Fire?" Richard couldn't help but think about it, but quickly denied it. If that's the case, the wizards inside can kill themselves in shame.

But if it's not a fire, what could have caused it?

Richard's mind turned, and an extremely bad conjecture appeared, and the faces of the mysterious organization Somen and Mukoni flashed in front of him, flashing the tragic image of Bucky's Iron Brothers being slaughtered in the first place.

"Wouldn't it?" Richard muttered to himself, his fingers subconsciously clenching the suitcase, and quickly left the cemetery and returned to the laboratory.

The fire continued to burn, and the night deepened......