The Book of Ten Thousand Laws, the Tower of the Elemental Mage.

"So you still haven't found the missing Prep Trial members?"

As the most powerful mage in the Book of Ten Thousand Laws, Anselm Morse even a bland sentence was enough to make Darryl, who rushed back to report the information, feel endless pressure.

"Yes, Master Anselm! By the time we arrived, that Gisyankee Queen was basically insane. ”

"No matter what we asked, she only had one sentence I don't know, as if she was greatly stimulated!"

As the temporary team leader, Daryl Leslie told his story 1510.

After they entered the Astral Fortress, they were greeted by countless overlapping corpses, and looking at them hugging each other tightly, it seemed that infighting had suddenly erupted, and both sides were eager to tear each other to pieces.

And it was such a coincidence that both sides died together, and it was such a coincidence that the queen was not hurt at all, but just coincidentally insane.

"Master Anselm, isn't there already an apprentice who has been rescued?"

"Just ask him if he can't!"

The Tyrannosaurus rex's voice was unusually loud, echoing through the empty hall.

"Your Excellency Tyrannosaurus, the teacher is very angry that I didn't take good care of his only descendant, and has already taken the little junior brother directly to find the trouble behind those scenes!"

Anselm couldn't help but smile bitterly and said slightly apologetically.

"So, those astral pirates were used as guns?"

Although there were already speculations, they were shocked by the further confirmation from Anselm's mouth.

Especially the teacher Anselm mentioned

"Your Teacher is the One"

Even a guy like Tyrannosaurus is a little vague at the moment, and he doesn't dare to call that person by name.

"Yes!"

Anselm nodded affirmatively.

The entire hall suddenly heard a large number of inhales, and these already accomplished guys gasped after hearing the news of which one appeared.

The hall fell silent for a moment, but it was Anselm who opened his mouth to break the silence.

"Since it's my teacher who is chasing those behind the scenes, naturally there is no need to worry about it, it's just that those trialists of the preparatory group are still out, and we still have to get them back as soon as possible!"

At Anselm's suggestion, each organization sent a Legendary Professional, working in pairs to search for the missing Trialists, and once they were found, sent a signal for the rest of the Legends on the Main Plane to cast a spell to pull them back.

Yarman joins the search as a representative of the Book of Laws, and his partner is none other than Grell the Vulture of All Things Are One.

"I heard that some of your disciples have been taken captive?"

Yarman didn't know what kind of medicine the guy nicknamed "Vulture" was selling in his gourd, so he nodded vaguely in response.

Grell obviously didn't want to let Yarman go so easily, and continued to say defiantly:

"If you want me to say, you nerd apprentices must be dead by now!"

"Only an all-powerful person like my disciple Barry could survive that situation!"

Yarman resisted the urge to slap the dead man in the face, and asked:

"Are you all so badly beaten?"

The two then parted unhappily, and the agreement they had made to search for them seemed to have become a dead letter.

"Hehe, I finally fooled this guy away!"

Seeing Yarman completely disappear into this space, Grell showed a grim smile that had succeeded in his plan, and said slowly.

This barren half-plane gets dark very quickly, and once it gets dark, the wind and sand will be even bigger, and the wind and sand will be rocky, and the unobstructed wild Gobi can't stay at all.

Morey and Bert were lucky, and when it was just getting dark, they found a one-man cave to rest in for the night.

The cave was very spacious, and after throwing the two captives in the cave, there was still plenty of room for them to rest.

"Morey, what do you think we're going to do in the future?"

Bert, who was full of wine and food, finally began to worry about their future.

"Hold on and wait for help!"

"Why is it still the same old thing!"

Bert was obviously tired of hearing it, and there was a complaining tone in his tone.

"If you can bring us back, you can move!"

Bert couldn't stand Morey's squeeze, and walked into the cave with a grunt.

Of course, he wanted to save face, and gave himself a job of exploring the terrain.

It wasn't long before Morey heard Bert's shouting.

"Quick! Morey, come here! ”

Bert didn't find monsters like cave bats and aliens, but he found a huge cave.

Under their exploration, they found that this stone mountain, which was almost a saber cliff, was actually a hollow natural fortress, which not only had a huge flat cave, but also several hidden passages, one of which zigzagged to an eagle's beak cliff at the top of the mountain, which was suitable for a watchtower.

Several passages are also quite narrow, and it is really not possible to directly blow up the passages, or you can block unknown attacks for a long time.

"It's a nice place, it's just right for a safe house!"

Seeing that he was in a panic, but chose such a feng shui treasure, Bert suddenly forgot about Morey's ridicule, and happily took this place as his base camp.

The speaker has no intention of listening, but Bert's words made Morey's eyes shine.

"Your Royal Highness, since this place is so big, you said that if we make this place a safe house for rent, business should be good!"

After hearing this, Bert stared at Morey with a strange expression for most of the day, and then came up with a sentence:

"Why didn't I see that you still have the potential to become the First Chancellor of the Exchequer?"

Morey naturally didn't care about the position of the Ministry of Finance, which had not yet been written, and immediately began to discuss the specific details with Bert.

Of course, most of the time Morey is talking, and Bert is listening, which makes Morey feel that how can it be similar to reporting to the leader in his previous life?

Perhaps not wanting Morey to feel that he was too much of a leader, Bert asked a pointed question:

"I agree with your safe house philosophy, but where is your customer base?"

"We've robbed almost all of these guys, and we only have a little bit of what we don't like!"

"There's no way you're going to let us sell all the safe houses to those fellow disciples of the Book of Ten Thousand Laws!"

Bert still has to mix in the Book of Ten Thousand Laws, and he can't make his reputation stink for a little outside his body, so the previous raids deliberately avoided them, so if there is anyone who is the richest in this half-plane besides Morey and Bert, it is only them!