Just when all thoughts were lost, a "Grim Reaper" came and broke the barrier set by Chicodori without blowing any effort, you must know that even Chikotori himself could not open the barrier without spells, crystals, and formations. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Therefore, it is natural for Bhasayar to think that it is the god of death.

When she woke up, she found herself in a forest, with fresh air, abundant sunshine, and rain and dew......

"Are you the Grim Reaper?" Poshayel asked.

"What kind of death, you think it's a mythical story, I'm human." The person who came said.

Bhasa Yar was incredulous, and with a wave of his hand, Bhasa Yar was in the air.

"This is the big forest outside the city."

"Wow, it really is! So ......"

"Then you ......"

After confirming that the person who came was the legendary magician, Bhasayar was shocked.

"It's just a bunch of beasts, you don't have to make a fuss."

What is just a pack of beasts?

This sentence shocked Bhasayar.

"Archmage?" Her lips twitched.

What a power this is, with the power of one person to wipe out a Warcraft legion He is still so light to say that it is just a group of beasts, you can imagine how powerful he is.

With a "plop", Poshayer knelt down, "Archmage, please teach me magic, will you?" ”

"What an archmage, I'm just an ordinary magician, not of your rank."

It is true that in the human race, magicians and other professions are all hierarchical, and the benefits enjoyed by no rank are different, and they are also the same in terms of clothing.

For example, a junior mage is not eligible to wear a robe, an intermediate mage wears a blue robe, a senior mage wears a gray-blue robe, a mage wears a white robe, and a mage wears a black robe.

When it comes to the sage magician, he wears a golden robe.

Bhasayar was only a mid-level magician, and that was in the era when magicians were not agreed, that is, when magicians were chaotic, and each country had its own rules and regulations.

For example, the evaluation and promotion system of magicians.

Suddenly he fell to his knees, tears streaming down his face, and the flames of anger burned in his heart at the thought of the miserable fate of his best friend, the pain of being chained to a pillar.

The growth and improvement of a magician is inevitably related to his own master, and if you follow the master well, you will achieve great achievements in the future.

The magician is very different from other professions, he can't learn it if he wants to, he also needs someone to interpret the complicated spells, and in the initial growth, he also needs the guidance and help of the master, such as giving him magic energy.

The so-called magic qi is a kind of magical aura emitted by a master, and it is similar to the magic factor.

"Get up, get up." The mysterious magician touched his cheek, a little embarrassed.

"No, if the archmage doesn't agree, I won't get up." No magician would let go of such a great opportunity.

It is often said that a person's opportunity is also very important, if Guo Jing did not meet Hong Qigong, he would not be able to learn the eighteen palms of the dragon, if he did not meet Huang Rong, he would not have met the old naughty boy, and later learned the Nine Yin True Scripture.

This is an opportunity, it is something that can be attained but not sought, and now that Posa Yar has encountered such a big opportunity, of course, he can't let it go.

What's more, if Chicodoli knew that he was still alive, he would definitely not let him go, so it was only a matter of time before he died, and maybe he would be killed along with his younger brother.

So whether it's for himself, for revenge, or for his younger brother, he has to hug this thigh.

Said to hug it, and Bosa Yar hugged the mysterious magician's thigh.

"Master, Master, please accept me, please accept me!"

As she spoke, she began to cry.

Yes, in this situation, even if you use tears, you have to win the sympathy of the other party, and only then can you learn magic.

"Get up, get up, I'm here to save you this time." The mystical mage scratched his scalp and said, "Hurry up! ”

The words of the mysterious magician shocked Bhasayer.

Posayaer's face suddenly turned cold, and he thought in his heart: What, I came to save me, this ...... How is this possible.

Posayel looked at the mysterious magician again, and thought, "I don't know him, is it my relative?"

"Excuse me, are you my relative?" As a magician, he also knows a little bit of rejuvenation magic, of course, this is just a legend among magicians, but the skills of this legendary magician in front of him have already been understood, so he fully believes that this great magician, who looks only in his 30s, may be very old.

In a place that can save himself, who else can he do except relatives?

The mysterious magician was a little speechless after a "hum".

"Archmage, are you my relative?"

"Relative, you big-headed ghost, how can I be a relative, your imagination is really rich." The mystical magician dismissed this suspicion.

Bhasa Yar was a little disappointed, how nice it would be if he had relatives from afar.

"Then Archmage, why did you come to burn the desert to save me?"

"That's because you're going to help me." The mystic magician said, "Help know? ”

Bhasa Yar's mind was clouded, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

What could he, a dying magician, do to such a powerful archmage?

To put it mildly, even if you lift your shoes for the archmage, you don't deserve it.

If the mysterious magician is in the city, it is an existence above ten thousand people under one person, and I don't know how many magicians will willingly carry shoes for him, where will it be their turn.

"Archmage, you laugh, what can I do to you, I'm a waste." The thought of his powerlessness against his best friend was a little gloomy.

"Alas! You're too short-sighted. The mysterious mage said, "In a few years, you will be the most powerful mage in the ancient continent." ”

Bhasa Yar frowned.

Awesome?

"Awesome? What is the meaning? ”

The mysterious magician was stunned for a moment, smiled awkwardly, and explained, "It's the most powerful magician." ”

"The greatest magician?" Po Suel was stunned, "Are you kidding me?" ”

"No, I mean seriously, you will become the most powerful magician in the future, and you will be the most powerful in the future, and you will be the most powerful anyway." (To be continued.) )