When I opened the door to the workshop, I felt a musty smell from the ground. Albert frowned, took the door with his hand, and with the tip of his other shepherd's staff pointed a little towards his nose, a very precise range cleansing technique was unleashed.

"Cellar?"

Hu Cong looked at the stairs in front of him, and the light of torches placed every few meters below was faintly visible. Grabbing a handful of powder floating beside him, Albert dispersed forward again, and then leaned forward with his shepherd's staff and walked lightly forward.

The martial arts tournament is held in autumn every year, avoiding the hottest summer days in Rodland, and it is also a kind of care for the athletes. However, Luna's will is obviously not easy to guess, and many troubadours often describe the old god as a woman, partly based on the changeable weather in autumn, the two of them are in full swing on the field, and it is not uncommon for the two to suddenly pour rain, so drainage, insulation, etc. are also particularly important, and the underground workshop is built for this reason.

Keeping silent spells and cleansing, Albert walked down the stairs into the roaring wizard room. The machines were arranged in two rows, making a deafening noise, and Albert had to raise the mute spell to his ears so that his eyes would not be starry. The environment here looked like the magic chamber of the Golden Lunga, but it was more like mass-produced factory equipment than Lilith's precision instruments, and Albert walked through it briskly, pushing open another door at the end.

"Phew, I'm really worried that Miss Lilith will be deaf in middle age."

Closing the door quickly, Albert let out a long sigh of relief. It was only when he turned around, and suddenly the cold light in front of him turned around, and a sharp knife was already against his neck.

"Oh!" The young black wizard seemed to be startled, and hurriedly raised his hands high, "I surrender!" ”

In the dim environment, a figure dressed in black gradually appeared. Apparently this is the image of a thief. Holding a sharp knife in his backhand in front of Albert's neck, "Mage? The thief seemed stunned, but quickly came to his senses and held out his other free hand, "Call out your staff." ”

Albert passed it slowly, trying not to cause an overreaction from the other party's actions.

"Good." The thief took the staff. After a slight glance, it seemed to let out a sneer, then tossed the shepherd's staff aside and let it roll down the stairs in the direction of the front, "Still a mage apprentice." ”

Albert didn't care either, shrugging helplessly, "There's no money to change it." ”

The thief snorted, "Stop talking nonsense, let's talk about it." Why track me. ”

The mage was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't understand what the thief was talking about.

"Don't pretend, I know you're following me," the thief said, twisting his other hand in the air and triumphantly, "Alchemy powder? Hmph, it's really an apprentice-level way, do you think we're not good at anti-tracking? ”

"Yikes. I really didn't expect to be seen through. The expression on Albert's face changed for a moment. He narrowed his eyes and smiled like a fox. "I thought I could fool you."

The thief's face was ugly, and he couldn't help but force the sharp knife, "Tell me honestly, who sent you!" ”

Albert pouted, "Don't be so fierce, why don't you sue me." What are you sneaking around here? ”

The blade stabbed the ground slightly, slightly piercing the skin of the mage's chin, and the thief looked fierce, "You'd better figure out what's going on, you don't have a staff in your hand right now." And I--I can't kill you with a single touch. ”

Master Hu Cong sighed and said with regret, "Then it seems that we don't have to talk about it. ”

As he spoke, Albert's body shook slightly—

"I want to kill you, but it's just a matter of using my brain."

There was a muffled buzz, like a sudden burst of high-frequency mosquito sounds, and a circle of ripples suddenly broke up from the center of Albert, and the thief bore the brunt of it, and the whole person popped out as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer, slammed into the wall behind him, and then rolled down the stairs with a grunt, like a shepherd's staff he had thrown away, and fell to the ground without saying a word.

Albert touched the small wound on his neck, then walked down and picked up his shepherd's staff.

"Who said that a mage must cast a spell with a staff?"

He leaned down and pulled the thief's hair to force him to look up and look at him, but alas, the guy was already ahegao.

"Can't you bear it with just a small mental outburst?"

Albert reluctantly threw the thief down, turned around and decided to find out on his own. Only then did he have the time to look around, leaving the workshop of the magic machine, which was already an underground channel connected to Rodland. It's not as big as the grand canal in Idalia, but it's still very spacious. The place he was in was in the Operations and Finishing Zone, and there were no waterways, so Albert simply followed the road to see if he could find anything.

“…… It's a terrible place, but luckily it's almost done. ”

A voice came from ahead, and Albert was breathless, and hurriedly dodged into a dark corner.

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and finish the work and get the money and leave quickly, that guy is cloudy all day long, and I don't feel comfortable looking at it."

"Yes, yes, if it weren't for the more money this time, Lao Tzu wouldn't agree, but then again, you don't have to work hard if you have more money and less money, this kind of hiring Lao Tzu would rather be more, just like a woman with a bare ass! Hahaha......"

The two men walked past Albert with unclean words. The mage held his breath and stared, he simply adjusted the wind element in the air, although he couldn't do optical invisibility, it was enough to make people look at it in this dark place. From the simple conversation between the two, Albert had already heard some information, in order to prevent the thief from being discovered, when they passed, Albert hurriedly waved his shepherd's staff, and four huge black top hats suddenly appeared from the air, directly covering the two of them. Because the speed of the falling top hat was too fast, the sound made by the two mercenaries was all tucked into the hat, and only a dull whining sound could be heard.

"Tsk, what a big deal."

Albert didn't hide it, his top hat dissipated, and the two of them fell limply to the ground, and walked briskly forward. Along the way, the tunnel that should have been empty was filled with wooden crates, and Albert carefully passed through them. It didn't take much effort to spot the light ahead, and I heard the sound of construction and human voices coming from time to time inside.

It's time to get to the location.

The young black wizard got as close as he could, then hid behind the wooden box in the light and looked out. The tunnel ahead seems to have been artificially widened a lot, and in the middle a magic guide machine is working. There is also another machine covered with a cloth next to it. There were also four or five people around the construction site, some operating the machine, and some carrying wooden boxes. It seems to be normal here, but Albert, who was threatened by the thieves and heard the mercenary's conversation, apparently didn't think so.

Deya's plot had been told to him, and Albert had been keeping a close eye on what was going on. Although the Mage has been complaining to Lord Jinlunga about the technical mismatch, asking for a suitable person to be the head of the intelligence department, at least so far, Al has not done a bad job. The sense of smell for conspiracy has been cultivated a little.

At the moment, these are definitely not canal engineering teams.

Ice Grip!

Since you decided to do it, there is nothing to keep. Albert waited until the two mercenaries were close to each other, and suddenly attacked, and suddenly turned his staff to the ground, and the water element in the air suddenly condensed, freezing the two mercenaries together from the bottom to the top.

"Enemy!"

The remaining three mercenaries screamed, grabbed their weapons, and ran towards Albert. The three of them had a clear division of labor, and one of them yelled and ran towards the Master of Hucong. The other threw a smoke bomb at the ground and disappeared, while the last stood still and drew his bow and arrow. It's a perfect match for mages.

It's a pity that they met a black magician.

"A thousand knives!"

The shepherd's staff pointed forward, and the pupils of the warrior who were rushing wildly shrank suddenly, and countless sharp knives suddenly appeared in front of his body, which was empty just now, and all of them shot at him in the next second. The warrior was also battle-saved, reacted quickly, and squatted down directly, erecting a round shield to wrap most of his body. Although a few knives were shot. It was only rubbing his body, and all the rest was aggressively tied to the shield.

"Not slow," Albert shrugged as he looked at the warrior who stood up again, "It's a pity that he doesn't have a good brain." ”

The tip of the staff is drawn from the air. The warrior who was standing there suddenly felt a heat on his head, and as soon as he raised his head, the black rock fell with a bang.

Whoosh -

A meteor had just been completed, and the archers at the back had already shot it. Compared to the magic blade, the strength of the bowstring and the human body is obviously greater, and the arrows are so fast that people don't have time to react, and Albert watched the arrows shoot into his chest, and he didn't have time to cast a spell.

"Hmph, mage." Archers proudly put down their short bows, which are also ranged classes, and their speed is always beyond the reach of mages.

Bang -

The two people who were bound by the ice also broke free, one of them was seriously injured and shivering, and the other was slightly better, rushing over and asking, "Did you shoot him?" ”

The archer pouted, "Oh, that's not ...... Hey? What about people? ”

This surprise attracted the attention of everyone on the construction site. When they all looked at the location of Albert's arrow, they saw a yellow "ball" with an arrow stuck in it.

"What is this?" The hidden Assassin appeared at the edge of the ball and picked it up in confusion.

"Wait, don't!"

It's a pity that this one is still over. With the snap of a finger from a dead mage, the yellow ball exploded, and the blinding light shone like an artificial star, and everyone who was staring at it screamed and covered their eyes.

"Damn! He's alive! ”

The mercenaries shouted, snatching their weapons and slashing at them.

With two pops, two tiny star bullets easily pierced through the Assassin's light armor, splattering small flowers of blood.

"Who? Who died!? Some of the mercenaries heard loud shouts.

"What a stupid question, how can a dead man speak?"

The Black Wizard stood at the back of everyone, with a calm face. He raised his shepherd's staff, and a little in front of him, the silver light suddenly flowed into a magic circle, and then countless points of light came out of it like stars in the sky, dragging the beautiful starlight little tail, and flew towards several live targets that could not see.

A few seconds later, several pops sounded, and the bodies of the mercenaries fell to the ground one by one.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I've been rusty for a long time, and I'll be a little neater next time." Albert apologized to the corpses on the ground, then walked to the center of the construction site. The unit under construction looks like an excavator and appears to be drilling downward. Albert didn't see anything wrong, so he stepped aside and lifted the curtain on the other machine.

"Oooh."

The dazzling blue machine looked so cool that Albert couldn't help but exclaim before noticing the purpose of the device. There was no doubt that the energy core at the bottom revealed that it was some kind of magic device, and at first the Servant Mage thought it was some kind of puppet, because the whole device looked like a curved arm, but if Green was here, he would have been surprised by its shape - it was simply a table lamp.

"Take your hands away."

Albert was about to reach out to touch it, when an eerie voice suddenly sounded behind him. The mage's sensitivity made him aware of the surging magic behind him, and it was obvious that any movement of his own would be attacked by spells. So he slowly raised his hands, and then stood up, "Don't get excited, don't get excited, I'm just curious." ”

He turned around slowly, and saw that the person who spoke was dressed as a monk, and black light gathered on the staff in the shape of dead wood in his hand.

"Who are you?"

The other party's voice was so cold and deep that Albert couldn't help but shudder.

"I ......"

Albert was about to answer, but the wizard's staff suddenly raised, completely ignoring his answer and directly releasing the magic. The mage was taken aback, and at this moment, there was a sudden bang behind the wizard, and in the next second, a small hole exploded in his robe, and a sharp howl came out of the wizard's mouth, and his body shriveled to the bottom.

"I'm so sorry, I couldn't hold back."

Stunned, the mage looked up and saw a man standing opposite, still carrying a magic torch that had not yet disappeared.

"Introduce yourself, I'm Wiseman? It's a great honor to meet you, Mr. Albert. ”

"You know me?" Albert asked, confused, and the shepherd's staff in his hand moved slightly in his direction.

"I don't know, I just know, the mage is knowledgeable after all," the man pushed his glasses, reflecting a ray of light, "You say yes, Lord Albert of the Stars?" (To be continued......)