The aura that the middle-aged man instantly burst out was no less than Andrew Battle.

Unlike the energy fluctuations that burst out from the center of the suzerain's center when the rock armor pangolin resonated, the night moth spread symmetrically on both sides.

The amplitude of energy fluctuations also varies greatly.

He drew a short staff from under his sleeve, nay, more precisely, a short staff.

The Nightctime Moth turned into an ethereal energy attached to the staff.

The man held his wand differently than other mages, and it seemed to be due to the length of the short wand, which he held directly in the center.

The staff's appearance changed under the effect of the resonance of Ranhua, and its body was wrapped in a carved texture like the wings of a moth.

Jet black and shiny, trimmed with silver powder.

"Drink!"

The Staff of Doom quickly detached from one of his palms, and its spinning body spread out like wings, sending a small whirlwind of swiftness.

The whirlwind swooped down directly on the earthen wall raised by the three-pronged claws, and the cards that the old witch threw in mid-air were knocked down like falling, twisted white powder butterflies.

"Who!

The middle-aged man seemed to have red eyes, and Gu Zi shouted.

"Smack!"

A piece of granite flew over and smashed against the man's angular face.

Is it so real? Sure enough, it's still handsome for only three seconds, and Stella shook her head at the sight.

"Another nosy guy. Andrew put his left hand on his forehead and muttered, "It's really self-conscious to dare to pretend to be cool in front of me......"

Seeing this, the old witch only froze slightly, and then launched an offensive against Andrew.

Andrew is usually not afraid of other people's gossip, and even doesn't take the abuse of others to heart, but this time the other party inadvertently poked his pain point, and he shouted loudly in front of others.

This kind of insult and clamor is completely unbearable, do people have to score three, six, nine and so on?

Andrew hated the most hated thing that someone called himself a non-conformist.

"Listen, I'll give you three minutes to decide to apologize for what I just said, and you can also choose not to apologize and die here, how about the old woman?"

"Shut up, inferior!"

Cards as white as a burial cloth rattled through the air like arrows off the string.

It was still the earth and gravel that rose from the ground to form a barrier, and Andrew repeated his old trick, and more rubble rose up, and the floor of the library room was stirred into a pot of sand and stone porridge.

"You, don't fight in the library, it's bad behavior. Elf Ep poked his head out from behind the door and nervously tried to stop it.

A flying card on the door frame answered him crisply.

At this time, the middle-aged man gathered energy, and the Nightsstaff spun between Andrew and the witch at his command, floating in the air, and then paused.

Sting!

Thorn Lala!

Several gray rays of energy were emitted from the whirling staff.

Their initial velocity is extremely fast, piercing through hard mud walls and cards in a straight line.

The witch had finally become vigorous at this point, for she knew in her heart that the power of the Nightsstaff was definitely not something she could take lightly.

"Watch out for that staff!" Stella reminded Andrew Battle.

"Thanks, Stella, you don't need to help, I can handle it, just let these self-conscious bastards in the city have a good experience-"

With that, he directly clawed through the earthen wall that stood in his way, and stabbed into the air with a swing of tremendous energy.

The Nightstale spun and deflected, and the ornate chandelier on the ceiling turned into a pile of scrap metal, but the impact of the swing was still strong.

The middle-aged man almost lost control of the Nightscepter itself.

He continued to exert his strength, and the Nightstab floating in the air became as frantic as a runaway turret.

Rays of energy suddenly scattered in all directions, leaving devastation everywhere they went, and the originally flat walls of the inner hall were basically indistinguishable from hornet's nests.

The effect of the energy ray hitting the scale armor of the rock armor pangolin resonating is deeper and more intense than that of the card.

This tricky thing had to be defeated, and Andrew thought for a moment and decided to take the initiative. Although the scale armor of the rock armor pangolin is solid enough, it is not indestructible, in fact, it is a sect beast that combines offense and defense.

If such frequent energy rays were the same as the opposing cards, the scale armor would not be able to last much longer.

"Hey, didn't you hear that guy say? Stella Avner is here, and there is a reward of 12,000 for Stella Avner, the leader of the robbers in Macondo!"

The old witch began to take advantage ......of the opportunity to win people's hearts, "I said, why don't we catch it together, how about rewarding you and me in half?"

“...... Oh, you mean the guy who robbed the Elder's House Crystal not long ago? Who is this man?" the middle-aged man rubbed his chin, still manipulating the Nightstave.

"Whoever he is, it should be a gang. ”

"Three minutes have passed, and it seems that this is your answer. ”

Andrew impatiently touched his large beard and punched the crumbling wall.

The white cards that came in quick succession exploded at the end, whether they hit the living creatures or not.

The structure of the storage room began to topple, large bricks fell down, and bookcases fell to the ground like dominoes.

The middle-aged man seemed to have figured it out and began to manipulate Andrew Battle, who was only going to pounce on this one.

The situation of the three-person melee suddenly became two against one.

"Alas, young man, you can't win me with muscle brute force alone, if you're smart, you should surrender, let's not talk about whether you can beat us alone, you know, I haven't done my best yet, hehehe......"

Don't......

"That's right! The card doesn't rely on the abilities of the beast, hehe...... I haven't shown my true strength yet!!"

"That's enough! ”

The door of the storage room was opened, and it was the white-bearded old man in charge of the staff register in the front hall.

He was followed by the Caretaker Elf Ep.

"Oh...... Dear Mage Leo Veros, two robbers have just run into the city-state library, one is Stella Avner and the other is his accomplices!"

Seeing this, the old witch immediately put away her cards and pretended to be honest and reported her opinion.

"Stella Avner, the pioneer who stole a few carloads of magic crystals a few weeks ago?"

"yes, uh, I heard what they were talking about. ”

"So, where are they?" the mage asked, looking at them for a moment.

"Right there...... In the middle of ...... "The witch's words, she searched the collection room but Stella and Andrew were nowhere to be seen.

"Hey, when did they disappear?" she asked, the gloomy middle-aged man who had withdrawn his staff.

He shook his head, picked up the robe that had fallen to the ground, and put it back on.

"Tsk, I didn't expect the action to be really fast......"