It was a large circular space, surrounded by gray-black smoke and gloomy billowing. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info a one-meter-wide passage suspended in the air leading to the center of the space, where there was a platform on which some people were already standing.

Phil walked up the passageway, his head and feet surrounded by smoke, and for a moment he couldn't tell if the smoke was real or made of witchcraft.

Even the chips didn't tell.

And what is very strange is that the powerful fluctuation that I felt at the door disappeared after walking in, and it was empty as if there was nothing.

Phil stepped onto the platform in the center of the space and found that most of these people standing were first-class wizard apprentices, and judging from the fluctuations emanating from them, they were still very powerful.

"Hmm...... Here comes another one, and those imps in the academy are really getting more and more nonsense. ”

A voice suddenly sounded in Phil's ears, and Phil was startled and looked at the source of the sound. In the middle of the platform, an old man with gray hair appeared at some point!

Where was it before......

No, it's not!

Phil quickly realized his mistake, not that "there was nothing there before", but that he hadn't looked there since he walked into the space and walked onto the platform!

He had completely lost his vigilance as a wizard's apprentice, and he thought he had completed the most basic environmental observations, but in reality he had a large empty block!

The old man's gray hair was very messy, and he sat behind a table of unknown materials, and he looked down and played with a toy, which Phil had the impression of being a game of stacking long wooden strips into vertical cuboids, and then constantly removing the wooden strips from them, but not allowing the cuboids to collapse.

Such a table, an old man and a toy are so conspicuous, but Phil didn't notice it at all before. This ability is simply terrifying, just imagine, such a person will not see him even if he walks in front of you, at that time, if the other party wants to kill you, you don't even have time to react.

Phil hurriedly saluted the other party, if the other party wanted to kill these wizard apprentices, he didn't need to walk in front of them.

It was normal for the old man to respond to nothing, except that he kept pulling the wooden strip from the cuboid and throwing it outside the platform, falling into the gray-black smoke.

Phil didn't notice that the wooden strips on the cuboid had a little sign of reduction.

The old man had already pulled out the wooden strip that had opened four-fifths of it, but no matter how much it was, he couldn't pull it out anyway.

Phil stood in the corner of the platform, and the others glanced at him and didn't pay any attention.

At this moment, the door on the other side of the passage opened again, and this time, four people walked in at once.

"Phil?"

The four voices rang out in unison, but the meaning was different.

Phil looked over, Floyd, Renee, Avril, and Edward, what do they have to do with Adrian Wizard?

The four of them walked over briskly and asked why Phil was here.

Of course, it was mainly Avril who asked, and Renee had a different kind of excitement, as for Edward, the two had only done one mission at the beginning, and they never crossed paths, if it weren't for the cactus chip, Phil almost forgot about each other, so the two were not very familiar with each other, and as for Freud, he seemed a little polite.

Before Phil could warn them to look into the middle of the platform, their abrupt voices in the space seemed to annoy the people standing on the platform, and the haughty-looking first-class wizard apprentices might have been a little polite to Floyd, but the others didn't have any respect from them.

Of course, they were still afraid of the old man's thoughts in the middle, but after seeing that the other party was still just concentrating on his game, some first-class wizard apprentices were a little bold.

"A group of low-level wizard apprentices, noisy like a flock of crows!" a person tried to scold, although he didn't dare to offend, but it was still okay to scold two sentences.

It's just that when he said this, the eyes of the others began to change.

The four Freuds were also startled, and quickly reined in, not daring to look more or speak.

In the eyes of everyone, the old man frowned when he heard his scolding, stood up and walked over to the man, tilted his head and looked twice, and then stretched out his hand towards Phil.

Phil was stunned for a moment, but he didn't know why, he instantly understood what the old man wanted him to do, as if the other party's gesture of reaching out was an expression of a sentence.

Phil took a dagger out of his cloth bag and presented it with both hands.

The man didn't see it, and he still cursed, as if he couldn't control his desire to continue scolding.

The old man took the dagger, looked at the blade, and nodded.

Then he plunged the dagger into the man's eye!

With a chirp, an eyeball was directly gouged out by him.

But the man didn't feel the slightest bit about it, and a string of swear words spewed out of his mouth, most of which were unheard of and unseen, and it could be described as a scolding ceremony.

Next, the old man shaved off the man's other eye, nose, and ears at once. Finally, his hair and scalp were cleaned up.

It was a very strange scene, a grown man stood there and cursed incessantly, even if the whole head was scraped to the skull, he didn't notice it in the slightest, the old man jumped up and down on his head intently, looking very funny, and finally even climbed on the man's shoulder, sat there and scraped his scalp, and blood flowed all over the ground.

Somehow, Phil always felt that the old man's scalp scraping was very strange, and there seemed to be a strange charm in it, which made him want to take a few more looks.

Just as he was fascinated, the old man extended his hand to him again.

Phil was stunned for a moment, then pulled out a small hammer from his cloth bag, a tool commonly used to help open hard materials.

How do you see the specific meaning of the other person's outstretched hand, and how does the other person know that he has these things in his hand?

In this, it seems to be a kind of soul use?

He was slightly perceptive.

Phil felt that his curiosity was about to explode, and he knew that once he figured it out, his strength would definitely improve, at least he would understand the soul a little more.

At this time, the old man also seemed to have reached the final stage of his work.

He hammered a large hole in the top of the man's head, then thrust the dagger in and stirred it, and it was only then that the expediting finally stopped.

The old man stirred for a while, then drew a black shadow with his dagger.

The color of the black shadow was exactly the same as the smoke around the space.