Late at night.

White Rock City, in the slums.

A dilapidated courtyard made of old and damp wooden planks and broken stones stood in a corner without any sense of existence.

Almost no one knows when the courtyard was built, and the slum people were not keen to intrude on the privacy of their neighbors, which was a major principle to ensure their own safety, so the courtyard remained lonely and peaceful for several years.

It was on this night that the constant calm was shattered.

"Bang bang bang!

There was a knock on the door from the crooked wooden door of the courtyard, and the wooden door shook constantly, as if the person who knocked on the door would fall down if he tried harder.

There was no answer in the courtyard for a long time, and the knocking on the door continued patiently.

"Bang bang bang!

After a long time, there was finally a sound of footsteps, and an old man with a stiff body came out of the dilapidated room in the courtyard, and asked in an old voice, "Who? Knocking on someone's door in the middle of the night, I don't know how rude?"

As he spoke, the old man walked to the door and was about to open it. But just as he stretched out his hand towards the door, he suddenly sensed something, stopped moving, and slowly retreated the next moment.

At this time, the wooden door fell inward with a "bang" and slammed heavily on the ground, and a man as tall as a black iron tower stepped on the door and walked into the courtyard, looking at the old man with a bright eye.

The old man's expression became a little vigilant, watching the black tower man's body continue to retreat, and at this time, in the direction behind him, a figure climbed in from the low courtyard wall, and fell to the ground lightly as if it had no weight. It was a thin man who looked extremely ugly, and his nose seemed to have been punched, and it was soft and sticky to his face like snot, extremely disgusting.

The old man's expression was solemn, and he didn't open his eyes behind his back, but he also noticed the appearance of the ugly man, his footsteps stopped, and his eyes quickly looked to the left.

The air on the left distorted, and a silent Somen appeared.

The old man looked to the right again.

On the right, a puff of green smoke cleared, and Mu Koni appeared with a smile on her face.

"Whew-"

The old man took a deep breath, his gaze changed, and he became a little cold, and his rickety body straightened up, showing a bit of majesty. A powerful and condensed momentum erupted from his body, pressing towards the four Suomen who surrounded him, but they were immediately blocked back.

Because Suomen and the other four people all burst out, and their momentum was not weaker than that of the old man.

"Hmm-"

The wrinkles on the old man's forehead sank deep into an abyss, his eyes narrowed into a slit, he looked at the four of them, and said slowly: "Four second-level wizards? ”

"Master Bilas, your identity is fully worthy of our esteem. A voice rang out, and a somewhat scruffy man with bloodshot eyes walked out of the old man's room—I don't know when he walked in, wearing a greasy blue aristocratic garment, none other than Gibran.

Gibran walked out of the room, clutching a papyrus scroll in his hand, and after a few glances of his eyes over it, a flame arose and quickly burned the papyrus scroll to ashes.

The old man's eyes became a little sharper, but he still calmed down and said, "Fifth second-level wizard, it seems that I am more valued than I imagined. ”

"Yes, Master Bilas. Gibran said to the old man, "Maybe others don't know your details, but we know very well - you are the whole White Stone Tower, the Frankish kingdom...... No, probably one of the oldest people on the entire East Coast. To be precise, you're in the top 10 on the East Coast for your age.

Therefore, your ability may not be the strongest in White Rock City, but it must be the most difficult to deal with. You've lived too long, so there are too many hole cards, and no one can guarantee that they can easily take you down. With that in mind, I would rather deal with the White Rock Tower last night than rush to deal with you.

And today, two of my men arrived in time, counting me as five people, so I came to meet you and solve your trouble. ”

"Who are you?" the old man asked, guessing quickly, "the people of the golden beetles?" no, they have been destroyed by me, and there is no way that anyone else will take revenge.

It's not right, it's just a bunch of liars pretending to be gods, not even the weakest first-level low-level wizards, how can they have such strength as you, besides, they were also destroyed by me.

So you're from Rotting Corpse Town? Or is it not right, if you're from Rotting Corpse Town, I can smell the stench of you for a few miles, then ......"

The old man kept guessing that he had lived long enough, experienced enough things, and caused enough trouble, and for a while, he couldn't accurately guess the identity of Gibran and his party.

Looking at the old man's guess, Gibran smiled, his bloodshot eyes blinked, and he said loudly: "Master Bilas, don't guess, it doesn't matter who we are, it only matters if you die in our hands." ”

"Huh!" Bilas sneered, "you're so confident you can kill me......?" Five second-level wizards?Yes, my current level is only a second-level wizard, I'm too old, and I can't even maintain the realm of the old one.

But I want to tell you, a second-level wizard is different from a second-level wizard. As the saying goes, the gap between people is bigger than the perception between people and dogs. You mad dogs come to the door, do you really think you're my opponent?"

"Master Blas, explain. Gibran raised his hand, "Actually, not five second-level wizards, but four second-level wizards. And I, well, although I am currently a second-level wizard, with some means, I can temporarily reach the level of a third-level wizard. ”

"So what?" the old man's face still had disdain and coldness, "The third-level wizard who temporarily broke through to become is no different from a second-level wizard in my eyes. If you break through temporarily, can you master the spells that can only be released by a third-level wizard in an instant, and you can really exert the ability of a third-level wizard?"

"Actually, yes. Gibran said slowly, "Although it is true that the points required for the three-ring spell are quite ...... I also redeemed a few. He may not be as skilled at casting spells as a real third-level wizard, but it's not far off, or ...... Will you give it a try?"

"You!" the old man's eyes shrank, and the next moment he saw a miniature sun emerge from Gibran's raised hand.

"Damn!" the old man shouted, mana surged, and with all his strength, many black rays attacked towards Gibran.

And the people surrounding him in the four directions launched a counterattack unceremoniously.

"Goo-dong!"

Gibran followed the time that his subordinates had gained, swallowed the miniature sun born in his hand in one gulp, and his whole body burst out with the strength of a third-level wizard, and with a step on his feet, he used his body to collide directly with the old man Pillas, and in the process of impact, his body crystallized at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Variation Construct Spells, Three-Ring Low-Rank, Eternal Crystal Body!

Reach the highest peak in an instant!

"Boom!"

......

"Boom!"

Not far from the slum, Alex on the bed in the wooden building room was sleeping beautifully with the soft body in his arms. Suddenly, a strong tremor came and woke him up.

Alex sat up from the bed, his eyes blinked, and he cried out in panic: "Ground...... Earthquake?!Earthquake!"

said that it was too late, and the soft body in Alex's arms bounced up, hugged Alex's body of more than 200 pounds, wrapped the quilt around his body, and ran out quickly.

Alex didn't react to this at all, and by the time he did, he was already on his way downstairs with his arms. Alex yelled: "Lady Amanda, slow down, my cash box, my money box......"

The person who ran with Alex didn't seem to hear it, ran downstairs in one breath, threw Alex to the ground in a hurry, and then asked, "Little Alex...... Call...... What did you just say?"

"I said my ......"

As soon as Alex said half of his words, he saw the wooden building in disrepair, which collapsed with a "bang" under the impact of strong air waves, and the entire wooden building became flat, and the dust was everywhere, which was not spectacular.

"What did you say?"

The woman asked.

I said...... Boom," Alex swallowed, "I didn't say anything. ”

"Oku......"

......