Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Path of the Magician
"Hahaha!" Sorot laughed loudly in the Rosemold family's underground laboratory, and said to the Three Days Magician, "Did you see it?
Sorot looked excited, as if this was his own accomplishment.
Some of the experimenters around were a little surprised, because they had never seen a usually serious family master, and he would behave like this one after another.
"It is said that father and son are connected, and you and your son are quite compatible. Mirek said lightly: "The head of the dignified Rosemold family, isn't it too rude?"
When Sorot heard this, he knew that he was a little emotional.
He had never been so excited in all these years. And today, because the three days of magic guidance were in front of him, and his son had completed an unprecedented achievement, it actually made him a little overexcited.
After all, if you can slap the face of the magic guide for three days, how many people in this world can do it?
But when he saw the look of the three-day magic guide, his eyes were stagnant.
Because the expressions of the three of them were still so plain, without the slightest surprise or surprise.
"Wearing my pitch-black light, and having the Black Dragon Forbidden God Seal, if this can't be broken by the 'broken' Dao Tower, it's a strange thing, right?" Rey said disapprovingly.
Sorot snorted, "It's also a skill to be able to exert the power of a treasure. ”
What he said was true, the Imperial Contest did not prohibit high-level magic equipment, because how much power a passive magic equipment can exert depends entirely on the ability of a magic master.
"Yes, overall, not bad. Mirek said: "Some of the seven-star wastewood of the Demon Wizard Alliance probably like your son, such as that old man and that demon. ”
"I'm afraid these two goods have educated your son, right?" Tai Mu said, "Many details are very similar to them. ”
Sorot's eyes sank, it was obvious who the old man and demon man in Mirek's mouth were, and Sorot had indeed spent a lot of money to ask them to teach Suzeren.
"Becoming a king and defeating a man, the apprentice who has been educated by the Demon Mentor for three days has lost, and he still has the face to blame the Grand Magus of the Demon Mentor Alliance?"
"Is it a king or a loser?" Mirek held his head in his hands, leaned against the wall of the Black Cloud Prison, and said with a smile: "In the eyes of people of your level, you can only see this." ”
Tai Mu pointed to the light curtain and said, "If you take a closer look, do you think the three of them seem to have lost?"
Sorot's eyes twitched as he looked at the curtain of light.
At this time, on the ninth floor of the Broken Road Tower, Su Zeren proudly overlooked the three of them, and the three of them were also looking at Su Zeren.
Alkena and Andrés' eyes were mixed with a little pity, and Rheinfel's eyes were a little more disapproving.
The gaze of the three of them made Su Zeren's expression stagnate, and then a hideous color appeared.
"You've already lost, are you looking for self-comfort with this kind of look?" said Suzerren, smirking.
"Maybe. Rheinfel said lightly: "You can soak up this senseless victory until I defeat you." ”
Su Zeren's eyes flashed sharply, "Loser, you still take advantage of your tongue, do you think these words can change the result of my victory and change everyone's opinion?"
"In a way, you did win. Rheinfel smiled and said, "But what people think, I think you need to go out and see for yourself." ”
What Rheinfel said was true, and most of the audience outside the venue at this time were brought in by Rheinfel's words, which was quite foggy and unclear.
The truth of the Broken Tower, is it really a victory to break the secret pattern?
So what does it mean that Rheinfel, Andrés and Alkena stayed there?
Is the cause and effect of this mysterious, or is it a mystery or something else?
For a while, countless people whispered and talked about it.
Even Suzerren was stunned by Rheinfel's words.
"If you don't understand the problem of this broken tower after you go out, then you are nothing more than that. Rheinfel's eyes narrowed, and his expression was awe-inspiring, "You are not qualified to talk to us yet." ”
Rheinfel's gaze was so sharp that the muscles on Suzeren's face twitched in shame.
He obviously won, why was he so embarrassed by Rheinfel's words?
Is it their eyes?
Suzeren's eyes scanned, and he suddenly understood something.
It's their eyes!
The look in his eyes, which seemed to see through everything and didn't care about his victory or defeat, made him lose confidence in what he had achieved!
He suddenly had an inexplicable illusion that he was not looking down on three people, but on the unfathomable abyss.
"No!" Suzeren roared inwardly, clenching his hands, fingers even embedded in his palms, trying to put the thought out of his mind.
He won't admit it, and he never wants to admit that he will be defeated in terms of mentality and momentum!
"Don't think that pretending will bring you back the decline. There seemed to be a black flame burning in Suzeren's eyes, "Don't lose too early, wait for me to trample you under your feet one by one, and let you know that I am the most powerful." ”
"Is all you have to do is win or lose? Andrés asked suddenly.
Andrés used a very peculiar adjective, an adjective that ordinary people would hardly use to face Suzeren.
He used this word, which naturally has a deep meaning.
"The winner is king, this is a theorem since ancient times. Suzeraine said in a deep voice, "In the world of the Magister, there are no two firsts. ”
"Is this the philosophy that your father passed on to you? Andrés said slowly: "I really want to defeat you with my own hands, but unfortunately you can't come to me at all." ”
Andres's words moved everyone.
He has always kept a low profile, and this is the second time he has made a provocation in front of the world.
He glanced at Rheinfel and smiled faintly, "Because you will never be able to win against Rheinfel, the path of magic you have taken is too far behind him, and you are not qualified to go where we are going to go." ”
The Sky Arena was full of uproar.
The only person who can speak to Suzeren like this is probably Andrés.
Is this true or false?
No one can be sure, and no one is sure.
When Suzerren heard this, he was furious, "Gap? Do you dare to fight with me? I will let you know what the gap is!"
As Su Zeren spoke, the magic power on his body surged like a tide.
Behind him, the black dragon wings spread, and if there was substance, it was actually a little more dense and condensed.
Anger made the Black Dragon Forbidden God Seal in his body even more restless and ferocious.
The entire ninth layer of the Broken Dao Tower was actually filled with his magic power for a while.
Suzerren was like a giant beast at this moment, ready to launch a deadly attack at any moment.
The battle is on the verge of breaking out.
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Make up for yesterday's third update. [End of Chapter]