Knowledge is power...... Knowledge is productivity, and knowledge is money.

In the information age, almost everyone understands the meaning of knowledge. Beta knew that if the clone did inherit most of his knowledge, then he would have a deep understanding of the phrase.

And then it is not strange to do something to empty the entire Magic Tower and the Great Library of the Workshop.

Of course, this is only one of the possibilities, it does not mean that the people of this world do not have the ability to unlock the enchantment arranged by him and Roland and directly use the back door, but the probability of this is relatively small.

Beta picked up Medea and walked out of the barrier. At this time, there was already a group of red-robed magicians standing outside the barrier, and they were lined up one after another, looking very pompous.

Counted, twenty-one. Perros, whom Beta had seen two days ago, stood in the back row, and in front of him, stood two old men whose magic fluctuations were even greater and deeper.

As soon as Beta came out, an enchantment immediately activated, trapping him inside. And twenty-one magicians spread out, forming a semicircle to magnify him

Putting down the panda Medea in her hand, Beta looked at the person opposite and asked coldly, "What do you mean?" ”

Looking at the old magician, who was the oldest and had the strongest magic fluctuations, he slowly took two steps forward and said, "Your Majesty Beta, please explain the situation inside, and by the way, tell us what happened." The Magic Tower has no intention of being your enemy. ”

Beta looked at the barrier and snorted, "Trapped me here as soon as you came, and said that you had no intention of being my enemy?" ”

"It's just a stopgap measure." The old magician said lightly, "We really want to find out what happened inside. ”

"Then unravel this barrier first."

The old magician shook his head: "We know that you are good at spatial teleportation magic, and as soon as this barrier is unlocked, you will be leaving." ”

"It's interesting." Beta said expressionlessly, "Please come over and help you check what is going on here, but it turns out that you are treated like a prisoner." ”

Although the old magician's expression was indifferent, there was a kind of arrogance in his eyes that only old people have: "Your Majesty, we just want to know the truth, and the Magic Tower of the Workshop is an ally with us." ”

"Not really." Medea suddenly shouted, "Mothers don't like you men in red robes, they always say that you are narrow-minded and always want to grab books from the big library, I suspect that you are in league with the men who attacked us earlier." ”

Medea shouted at this voice, and immediately hid behind Beta.

Beta snorted softly.

Several red-robed magicians were a little embarrassed, but the expression of the old magician who spoke just now did not change at all, and he looked at Medea with some surprise: "This black and white bear seems to be the work of the Magic Tower of the Workshop?" ”

Beta was about to deny it, but Medea replied at a faster pace, "I'm not a work, I'm a mother's child." ”

"Life golem?" The old magician's eyes showed an eager gaze: "Really succeeded?" ”

Being stared at with such eyes, Medea became frightened and immediately retracted behind Beta.

"Your Majesty, please give us this puppet."

As he spoke, the old magician stretched out his hand and directly used the mage's hand, trying to catch Medea in his hand, but Beta shot faster, and with just one wave, the opponent's newly formed spell was immediately re-transformed into a basic magic element.

The old magician snorted, his face flushed slightly, it was uncomfortable to be broken by such brutal means, even if he was an element close to legend.

"What do you mean, Beta."

Beta said coldly: "I want to ask what you mean, just trap me with an enchantment, and now you don't tell me, who do you think you are?" ”

"I'm Francis the Red-Tower Elemental." The old magician shouted angrily, "The matter of the Magic Tower of the Workshop is our business. This puppet, we have the right to receive. ”

"Huh." Beta sneered: "Tsk, how do you know that this puppet was not given to me by the Magic Tower of the Workshop." ”

"How is it possible, obviously everyone inside is ......" The old magician's face was stunned, and then his voice lowered: "It's a stingy ghost, how can you give away such a precious thing." ”

Beta was stunned in his heart, and he vaguely felt that the old magician wanted to say something else, but he was not sure.

"Anyway, this little thing is going to come with me now." Beta glanced around, "Get out of the way, or don't blame me for being unkind." ”

Since the other party has put on this posture, there is no need for Beta to say anything more.

"Crown Beta, give us the puppet first, and then tell us how to get in." Francis snorted, "Otherwise I wouldn't mind doing something rude." ”

With a wave of his hand, the other twenty magicians immediately dispersed their spiritual power. This is a precursor to preparing to use magic.

Beta stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and directly put Medea into the space of his mansion, the enchantment arranged by the other party can interfere with teleportation, but there is no restriction on the carry-on space.

This movement was extremely fast, and when the old magician found that Medea was missing, he was furious and shouted, "Use the restraint magic, catch him first." ”

Of the twenty-one people, ten are masters, and eleven are close to masters. With such a power, even if it is a legend, it may not be able to go, and the other party also has an enchantment, which has the advantage of being the first move. It stands to reason that Beta has no backhand power at this time.

But Beta's heart was cold, and he immediately threw out more than a dozen magic scrolls in the mansion magic space.

While the scroll was still in the air, he leaped backwards and rolled away on the ground with his head in his hands.

When Francis saw this scene, he was about to laugh, when he saw more than a dozen scrolls thrown over, he immediately sent a magic shield, and at the same time sneered in his heart, scrolls are very useful in low-level battles, but in high-level battles, they play a small role.

This Beta Pope is indeed a legend built up by faith, and he doesn't even understand this simple truth.

But as soon as the contemptuous smile on his face came out, these dozen or so scrolls exploded at the same time.

Each one is a Flame Blast...... Although the power is indeed less than that of Beta himself, it cannot prevent more than a dozen rounds from exploding at the same time in this small enchantment.

Rumbling and flames instantly drowned everything around it.

The barrier broke in less than two seconds, and before the beta exploded, he rolled into a low pit and covered his ears.

The ground trembled as the explosion rippled, and five seconds later, Beta rose from the pit, the heat of the flames still lingering in the air.

Except for Beta, there was no one around who could stand.

Twenty charred corpses, and Francis, who was half-kneeling, with blood flowing from his eyes and ears.

Although he had held up the magic shield, his internal organs had been almost shattered by the magic backlash, and he would not have lived long if he had not received treatment.

Beta took out her sword from the mansion and pointed it at his heart.

At this time, an anxious voice came from the air: "Please stop!" ”

Beta, unaware of this, plunged her sword into Francis's chest.