Jakotos Grand Canyon.

In a waterfall, in a hidden dark cave.

"This guy isn't dead yet, he's really tenacious."

The light rose, and in the darkness, the scarred flesh was encased in a mass of blood-red liquid.

"It's normal for someone to hang his life and not die." Another said.

"Who are you?" The blood-red blood turned into a bloody shadow, forming a blurred human body on the flesh, Cassichio asked in a cold voice.

White, pure and immaculate robe, embellished with silk gold edges, the person who spoke with a smile, he smiled very fakely, the corners of his mouth seemed to be forcibly outlined arc, this person squinted his eyes slightly and said: "Do you still have to struggle at the end of the strong crossbow?" ”

"The end of the crossbow? Although this guy is already injured, how can you be the opponent of the legendary body with just the two of you. Cassichio laughed wildly, but there was a hint of disbelief in his eyes, the person in front of him had an impression, but he just couldn't remember who it was.

"Legendary... It's amazing. The white-robed mage laughed.

"Hey, stop playing with this guy." The warrior next to the white-robed mage glanced at it contemptuously, "Is it interesting to bully a child?" ”

"Little children?" Cassichio was about to curse under his breath, but quickly calmed down again.

The white-robed mage walked over, a beam of light lit up in his hand.

On the wrench of his right hand.

It has a word that resembles a code name.

'Light'.

And the warrior who stood there, hidden by a silver-white helmet, had a similar wrench on his right hand.

There is a word 'steel' written on it.

"Kill this little guy, and this person will die, right?" The white-robed mage squatted and checked the injury, "The injury is really serious... That guy didn't know how to take it, and he didn't know what to do. ”

"Burn?" Cassichio asked secretly in his heart, "Are these guys with Ran?" ”

No way.

If it was with Ran, the two of them should be dead.

Now that the vortex consciousness is not clear, it is difficult for him to unleash the power of the legendary body alone, and once he fights, it is easy to be found out of the truth.

"Three days." The warrior said, "You've got to make this guy survive for three days." ”

The white-robed mage smiled, "It's easy. ”

"But what should this guy do?" The white-robed mage pointed at Cassicchio, "That guy wants a vortex body, and this guy's existence is obviously superfluous." ”

Suddenly.

The white-robed mage stared at Cassichio with a smile.

A murderous intent suddenly froze on Cassichio's body.

Cassichio's blood shadow trembled slightly inadvertently, his mind was blank, he didn't know what kind of mirror image he saw, some only had a feeling of tiredness and the urge to die immediately, what was going on? With his willpower, he was actually tested by this coercion to be afraid.

Not an opponent.

Who are these people?

His blood disciple, Uncle Cassichio, has also lived for hundreds of years.

By chance, he and the Ash Messenger Vortex achieved a legendary body, stepping into a realm that no one had entered for I don't know how many years.

I was scared by a guy who looked like a priest.

Even more frightening, there were two more such guys, and Cassizio set his sights on the taciturn warrior.

The white-robed mage laughed and said, "Look, this little guy was scared by me. ”

"Treatment." The warrior said coldly.

A healing technique was thrown from the white-robed mage's hand onto the vortex's body, and the scars all over the body healed as if they were regenerating at a rapid pace, and when the healing level was gradually perfected, the sound of vortex breathing gradually calmed down.

"External injuries are easy to heal, but internal injuries depend on his life." The white-robed mage said elegantly.

The warrior quickly carried the vortex on his shoulder.

"Where is Dictaro, the sorcerer?" The warrior asked the white-robed mage.

"Ran told me that Dictaro, the sorcerer, is in Aryamisian." The white-robed mage raised the wrench on his right hand, and there was a red light burning.

As soon as this statement came out.

It was again that caused Cassichio's head to be full of doubts.

Are these people with Ran?

Then why didn't they be executed?

What exactly are they doing for?

"You can't go to that place." The warrior frowned, "There's a remnant of an elven tree down there. ”

"But Dictaro is there." The white-robed mage said regretfully, "Clever boy. ”

"What is there to fear from the remnants of the elven tree?" The Blood Disciple Cassiquio asked in a mocking tone, "Aren't you human?" ”

He wanted clichés.

It's too lacking in information, and if he wants to find a way to escape when he is in a safe state for the time being, he must be on the edge of this temptation, and he doesn't know anything as soon as he smears it, and the initiative is completely in the hands of others.

"Yes, we're not human." The white-robed mage said simply and crisply.

It's surprisingly easy.

It's easy for Cassichio to feel like he's having auditory hallucinations, or the other party isn't telling the truth.

"Ethan Gandalf, don't you think you're talking too much?" The warrior glanced coldly at the white-robed mage.

"Too many mouths? No, I just feel like I'm in control. Ethan smiled, "Besides, do you think this little creature can escape our palms?" Besides, he will soon be one of our kind, so what's the point of telling him that? ”

Ethan Gandalf!

Isn't that a legendary figure?

Cassizio is a shadow of blood, not a person, if he is now in a humanoid state, I am afraid he will already gasp, this information is too shocking, well-known figures in history appear alive in front of your eyes, which is unimaginable on anyone's body, and even more difficult to accept.

Gandalf.

It was a surname given by a righteous and orderly god when the age of the gods still existed.

It means "Spirit of the Wand".

It is used to describe its superb magical control, and as a human being, it has the same magical talent as the elven race, and is known as the elf among humans, which is why this surname comes from.

Ethan Gandalf.

The third generation of Gandalf's step-surname.

It was the best of that era.

Heir to Gandalf's name.

What the hell is going on?

"And I remember... There is another legend in this world, right? "If we can't catch Dictaro, we can find him," Ethan said. ”

"You mean Ron Carr?" The warrior said unhappily: "His physique, does it meet the requirements?" ”

"I don't know." "But it's better than going to Rya Mirin to find Dictaro," Ethan said. ”

"But if we don't fit the physique, we're wasting our time." Warrior Road.

"Then you go get Dictaro." Ethan asked rhetorically.

The warrior was silent.

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