A secret room.

A candle burned on the table in the chamber, emitting a dim yellow glow.

Sig Adolf, the ruler of the Deep Blue Castle, was standing in front of the wall, looking at a painting on the wall by the dim light.

It was a portrait of a man who had died before the head of the Deep Blue Castle, Mason Charles.

Sieg stared at the portrait for a long time, and suddenly the corners of his mouth hooked, revealing a strange smile. At that moment, the air in the chamber surged, a gust of wind blew, and the flame of the candle flickered, blurring the shadow cast by Sigur on the ground to one side.

Sig quickly retracted his expression, turned around slowly, looked at the air and said, "Since you're here, come out, it's all at this time, I don't have time to waste with you." ”

"Good. ”

A voice responded, and the air twisted, and a black-robed man appeared.

"How's it going?" the black-robed man asked directly, looking at Sigur.

"Of course everything is fine on my side. Sieg said expressionlessly, "Now the question is, how are the people over there?"

"From now on, the support will arrive one after another, and it will be guaranteed to be the same as planned. "The black robe is humane.

"What about the top force you are talking about, the person in charge of Battlefield No. 1?" Sieg asked very seriously, "She is the key to the plan, if she can't come, then I can only really discuss with the people of the wizarding organization who came to me, how to eradicate you." ”

"Ha, don't worry. The black-robed man said, "That adult will set off later, and she will arrive on time, and the No. 1 battlefield will be handed over to her, there will definitely be no problems, and you just need to do a good job of guiding it when the time comes." The main reason why I have come to meet you now is to introduce you to the person in charge of Battlefield No. 2. ”

"Even, who is it?" asked Sigurd.

The black-robed man clapped his hands and said, "Tu Ke, come out!"

As the black-robed man's words fell, a strong wind blew through the entire secret room, like a huge fan, and the candle flame on the table instantly became as small as a bean, almost extinguished, and it took a long time to return to normal.

With a "bang", a person fell out of the air and fell to the ground on his knees.

"Crackling!"

The other party slowly stood up and let out a series of bone sounds, and saw that it was a strong man with a height of more than two meters. There are no uneven muscle masses, no scary scars, but there is a powerful momentum all over the body, standing there like a mountain, horizontal there like a wall, insurmountable.

"This is Tu Ke, the captain of the third squad of our organization. With the most experience, the strongest combat effectiveness, and the fact that he has been performing relatively difficult tasks, he can fully serve as the person in charge of the second battlefield. The black-robed man gave a quick introduction to Sig.

Sieg glanced at the strong man named Tu Ke, but he was a little dissatisfied, his eyes were very sharp, and he could see that Tu Ke was only at the level of a second-level wizard, and Dingtian was only the peak of a second-level wizard. Such a person can be said to be more powerful, but it is too much to say that he is strong.

Although in the plan, the person in charge of the No. 2 battlefield is mainly responsible for management, command, and scheduling, and does not need to be really strong, but if it is too weak and some accidents cannot be handled, it is also very likely to produce variables.

Sieg couldn't help frowning, showing that his attitude was not disguised, and said to the black-robed man: "Are you sure, he can do it?"

The black-robed man heard Sige's questioning, and was not angry, turned his head to look at Tu Ke and said, "Tu Ke, our partner is doubting your strength, show him some of your skills." ”

"Hmph. Tu Ke snorted coldly, slightly unhappy, but he didn't ramble, and with a wave of his hand, there was an extra dagger in his hand. The handle of the dagger is inlaid with a purple gem, and there are magic patterns on the surface, which is a spell item.

With a "snap", Tu Ke clenched the dagger of the spell prop, aimed it at his heart and stabbed it.

"Poof!"

The dagger quickly stabbed into the flesh, and Tu Ke's expression did not change.

Sig saw it, his expression did not change either, he looked disappreciative, and was about to say "This is nothing special", when suddenly there was a "poof" sound.

I saw that Tu Ke, who was holding the dagger, used another force to pierce the entire dagger into his heart, completely piercing the heart, and the tip of the dagger came out directly from the back.

This!

That's kind of amazing!

After all, even wizards are physically fragile. After being pierced through the heart and battered, he may be able to use some special spells to continue his life, but it will definitely not be like the current Tuk - nothing.

And it's not just nothing!

I saw Butcher's right hand bent back, pinched the tip of the dagger, and pulled out the entire spell dagger from behind with a "poof", and the wound stabbed by the spell dagger healed quickly, and it returned to normal in the blink of an eye.

"See. The black-robed man introduced to Sigurd, "Tu Ke is extremely proficient in change spells and has the ability to be almost immortal, so the second battlefield can be handed over to him with confidence, even if everyone dies, he will not die, this is the guarantee." ”

Seeger's eyes flashed slightly, and he agreed after a moment's silence: "In that case, it's okay, but I hope it won't go wrong then." ”

"Absolutely not. ”

"It's better to do that. ”

"We'll see you later, then?"

"Yes, but I'll see you later, and I hope your lord has arrived. ”

"Yes, don't worry, she won't be late. The black-robed man said with a smile, and the next moment he and Tu Ku's figure twisted at the same time and disappeared.

......

About the same time.

Somewhere on the East Coast, a hidden underground hall.

Compared to before, the hall had become much colder at this time, many people were gone, and the rest of the people were also packing up their things and preparing to leave.

Only the muse was not in a hurry, half-lying in his exclusive seat in the depths of the hall, his eyes closed.

After a long time, when the people in the hall had almost cleaned up, Franklin walked up to the muse and whispered, "Muse, the time is almost up, we should go." According to the plan, you will have to deal with most of the enemies on Battlefield One, and you can't be late. ”

"Yes!" said the muse, opened his eyes, and rose from his seat.

Seeing several boxes on the table in front of him, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "What is this?"

"Well, here are some spell props I have prepared for you, after all, the enemies you will face are very powerful, and there are many of them, so it never hurts to be well prepared. Franklin said, opening the boxes one by one.

I saw that inside the first box, there was a golden staff, which was as bright as gold, gorgeous and exuding a powerful energy aura.

In the second box, there are three large gemstone rings, red in red, yellow and blue. A red gemstone ring that looks like a flame is burning on it. A yellow gemstone ring with a heavy earthy atmosphere. The blue gemstone ring, when you get closer, you can feel the violent power of the storm and thunder.

In the third box is a necklace......

In the fourth box is a crystal ball......

In the fifth box......

Sixth ......

The spell props in each box are superb, and any one of them is enough to make many wizards crazy.

......

The muse swept all the boxes at a glance, but he sneered and said with a slight disdain: "Just these things? Do you think these things can help me in battle? In my opinion, there is no use except to get in the way." ”

"But ......"

"No, you can keep the rags for yourself, Franklin. I don't need it, I don't need it, I just rely on my body, it's enough to handle everything. ”

"But ......"

"Okay, nonsense, didn't you say it's almost time, so let's go. The muse said, and with that, he walked out of the hall.

Franklin was stunned for a moment, but did not dare to delay for the next moment, and hurriedly put away the box and chased after the remaining people in the hall.

Outside, on the ground, the night was at its deepest hour, and the boundless darkness was like a tide, as if to foreshadow something.

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