Today was an ordinary day for Able.

In the morning, he woke up from the other room of the wooden house, washed up and went out to exercise, the master gave him a knight training method, this knight training method will not improve his strength too much, the most important thing is to improve his physical fitness and willpower, generally speaking, when he comes back from training, he will be trained by Pu in the wooden house. The training was based on Freeton after the Forgotten Lands period, and was all in the service of giving Phil the best experiments in life.

Able didn't know the specifics, but he still felt a little difficult when he was trained, but when he thought of who he was now, he kept pushing himself to do well.

It's just that although he works very hard, it is still much worse than Phil's standards.

After all, he is just an ordinary person, and Phil's slaves, each of them is not an ordinary person. Phil was already considering whether or not to transplant him with a mirror butterfly, but decided to wait. His requirements for slaves are very high, and if he uses Mirror Butterfly, he is no different from those wizards who are controlled by Mirror Butterfly, and he can't meet Phil's requirements at all.

He demanded that each of his slaves be independent and special, and Able was not allowed to be a unique and special member of it.

Therefore, he had an arrangement for Abel that, if successful, he might become the most powerful of his slaves.

Able did not know what his master expected of him, but he occasionally heard Pu when he was training him that his master's slaves had achieved a standard in just a few hours or days when they did this, and these words always frustrated him. He knows a lot of things about his master, including things from a small world, and the slaves of his master are all people from a small world, but they are still more powerful than him, a native of the wizarding world, and his little self-esteem has been traumatized, but this trauma has not made him lose, but it has inspired the strength in his heart, forcing him to demand himself with stricter standards.

In the past, he was only a slave who was arranged to entertain Israel, but now, his master does not see him in this way, but has greater expectations of him, and he must not let his master down.

Thinking of this, he had just finished a lap of training and was ready to train for the second time again.

At this moment, a black shadow in the distance suddenly approached rapidly, and it was about to crash into Abel but did not stop.

"Bang!"

There was a bang, and Abel couldn't react at all, and he was directly knocked out by someone, and smashed on the ground in the distance, he was just an ordinary person, and he couldn't withstand such an impact at all, his body was severely traumatized, his limbs twisted together, blood came out of his mouth like a fountain, and soon soaked a large area of land.

Several figures landed where Able had just trained, and the black shadow that had just hit Able was none other than the blonde boy among them.

"Paul, is it okay to do this?" asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, I'm just a slave, can he punish me for this?" said the blond boy indifferently, "If you die, you will die, we came here with the mission of those people, and there are those people standing behind us, even if he is liked by Lord Vivien, he can't do anything to us." This time, we're going to be ashamed!"

Able didn't understand what was happening, he didn't know he was being swatted like a fly. He still had a little strength, trying to look up at the sky, the sky was blue, cloudless, the breeze was blowing, he smelled a lot of breath, grass, lake, warm sunshine.

His life had just undergone a major change by becoming Phil's slave, but such a change was casually cut off at the hands of an ordinary third-level wizard.

He felt something draining from his body, and he tried to grab them, but nothing touched him.

His consciousness began to drift.

"Master, I'm sorry, I can't finish those trainings anymore......"

At the last moment of leaving, he heard the voice of his master in a trance.

"You guys, how dare you do this......"

The master was defending him, and as soon as he knew about it, he immediately felt no pain, and a joy rose from the bottom of his heart.

At least in the end, there are still people who are rare him.

Phil's face was full of anger, and his whole body spread out, forming an illusion of fire and darkness around him, which was a sign of his extreme anger, and he had almost lost control. The anger of the fourth-level wizards erupted, which was not at all something that a few wizards below the third-level wizards could bear, and they didn't even say a word, they fell to the ground one after another, otherwise, the huge pressure would instantly crush their backbones, but even if they were lying on the ground, it was difficult to bear, some shouted, and some cried.

The blonde young master at the front, barely holding on, shouted something, "We came with some invitations from some big people......"

But Phil didn't care what they were shouting, he quickly arrived, and Abel was beside him, and the soles of his shoes were immediately soaked with blood.

He paused when he saw Abel, obviously your body was distorted, but there was still a smile on his face.

"Cactus, check the target's physical signs immediately. ”

"Breathing stops, the heart stops beating, the pulse disappears, the pupils dilate, and the cranial nerves are failing. Target is dead. ”

"My slave, dead?"

Phil was slightly stunned, some time ago, Phil had signed a soul slave contract with Abel, so Abel had become one of his slaves.

He had never died a slave so far, but now, a slave had been killed so brutally a hundred meters from his side.

He felt like he was missing something.

He crouched down, closed his eyes for Abel, then stood up and slowly turned around.

"It's this bunch of rubbish that killed him?"

The illusion on his body skyrocketed again, and the mad aura had distorted all the energy around him.

At this time, the blonde boy finally realized that he seemed to have provoked a terrible guy, crying and begging for mercy, tears and snot mixed together, very ugly and embarrassed, this is the disadvantage of using the power of time and space to quickly improve his strength, and his mentality can't keep up with their strength at all.

"Have you started begging for mercy at this time?" Phil walked over slowly, walking over to the blonde boy.

"Can your pleas for mercy bring him back to life?"

Several people did not answer, but only begged for mercy. Even in the wizarding world, if there is no arrangement in advance, no matter how powerful a wizard dies, he cannot be resurrected.

"Since he is dead, let him die with him. Phil reached out his palm and pressed it against their heads.

But at this moment, a figure flew in from a distance.

"Phil, keep your men!" Roland shouted as he flew as he flew in as a red light flew out of his hand and struck Phil.

Phil ignored it, and a white light suddenly rose behind him, and a huge fireball suddenly rose to meet the red light emitted by Roland.

"Boom!"

Two loud bangs, one was the sound of the scorching sun's bombardment, and the other—

Phil put away his palm, and on the ground in front of him, there was only a pile of indecipherable flesh and blood.