When Adam wakes up from his coma and finds himself thrown on a soft couch, he blinks and faces him with beautiful paintings and ornaments hanging on the wall, and the aristocratic air is simply blowing in his face. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Considering that he had been caught by the dry corpse in the sarcophagus before he fell unconscious, Adam immediately became alert.

"Wake up." A cold voice came from behind him.

Adam quickly sat up from the couch and looked at where he was. It was a richly decorated living room, and not far from him sat two people, a black-haired young man with a naked upper body, revealing his strong muscles, and a middle-aged man with his whole body shrouded in black magic robes.

The man Adam who was shrouded in magic robes knew that it was Burns, the Archmage of Babelatis, who was known for his greed.

So the other one......

Adam's gaze fell on the shirtless young man: a man who looked very difficult to get along with, with no expression on his face, and a pair of gray-blue pupils that were cold and inorganic. Adam felt nothing human in him, as if the young man sitting not far from him was an emotionless puppet.

He remembered that the hand that had come out of the sarcophagus when he left Auction Seven was no better than a dried corpse, but it was strange that it was a fairly normal-looking man who appeared in front of him.

"Wake up." Adam said dryly.

At the same time, he tried to put his consciousness into the templar space, and this time it went very well, and he was pleasantly surprised to find that he could now send his body into the templar space if he wanted to.

In the sanctuary space, everything seems to be very calm. Each class is trained in its own buildings or patrolling castles.

At present, the consciousness of the five major arms in the Templar space, Militia Fawkes, Shining Shane, Silverback Wolf Fenrir, Praetorian Guard Hunter, and Marksman Henry, has gradually grown with the growth of their respective troops. Suddenly, they heard a loud voice from the sky: Tell Andrew and Simon that I am safe for the time being.

He is the owner of the Sanctuary space, and at the same time the person who created them, and the five consciousnesses reacted instantly!

"Obey your orders, my lord!"

***

It's been a day, and Isabella, Andrew, Simon, and the five members of Harvest Church have found nothing.

Since Adam was caught by the huge yellow wind palm last night, the owner of the palm turned into a yellow wind and disappeared into the sky, and they couldn't catch up at all.

As time passed, Gildero could feel the patience of Andrew and Simon running out, as evidenced by Simon's growing irritability and wanting to anger Auction No. 7. This white-haired and white-bearded old man has always been shrouded in a strong and unstable light energy, as long as there is a stimulus, it will burst out in an instant.

Compared to Simon's irritability, Andrew appears to be slightly calmer.

Gilderoy didn't know where Andrew had brought back a soldier in pale gold armor - he thought it was best and fitting to describe him as a soldier - and on the armor was a magical creature he couldn't name, with the body of a lion and the head and wings of an eagle. From their conversation, Gildelow learns that the soldier also belongs to the Vyven family, and is now also looking for Adam, but also to no avail.

Could it be that Adam's arrest had something to do with his origins?

The thought flashed through his mind, and Andrew's anxiety he could understand, but Simon, the priest who claimed to be the god of the sun......

He couldn't understand that a priest and a bishop of the silver rank would be so anxious that a secular person would be taken away.

He swapped his identities with Simon, and if he wanted to become as agitated as Simon, the only thing he could infer was that something must have gone wrong with the Harvest Church. The only goddess who can make him like this!

Could it be that Adam was an important figure in the Church of the Sun God?

How can it be? Gid-Roman denies this speculation.

After this period of contact, he can be very sure that Adam is a pure white mage, and has nothing to do with any church, maybe he can add a special case such as "666 people on the blacklist of the Dawn Church".

And Bella......

Gildelow set his sights on the young and beautiful female mage in the group, who had haunted Grand Prince Sock for the rest of the day after Adam was captured.

Yes, they're already that kind of relationship, no wonder.

If it weren't for the fact that the occasion didn't allow it now, he really wanted to ask Bella why she fell in love with Adam? A powerful and arrogant female mage like Bella shouldn't prefer that kind of powerful mage, right? But Adam was just a bronze mage.

Gilderoy sighed, causing Simon to glare angrily.

"No offense." He hurriedly raised his hands to apologize. Gildelow could safely say that if he hadn't apologized quickly, Simon, the priest of the sun god on the verge of going berserk, would have sent out an attack spell in the first second.

Maybe there's really no hope anymore.

He thought maybe he would accompany them to find them for another day today, and give up the next day, after all, they came out this time to track down Zoe and her treasures.

"Your Excellency!" Gilderoy had seen the soldier in pale gold armor running from a distance before, and he looked very excited, could it be that he had found news of Adam?

The appearance of this soldier immediately attracted the attention of everyone including Andrew, Simon, Isabella, and the five members of the Harvest Church.

"The young master said that he is safe for the time being."

"Great!" Isabella finally breathed a sigh of relief, "It's safe to be safe." ”

God knows how tormented she was after seeing Adam being taken away by Huang Feng's palm, and even Alice rolling in front of her couldn't make her feel even a little better.

"You follow me, report to me as soon as you have any news." Andrew's hanging heart was put down, and Adam was safe, at least so far. As the heroes of the Templar space, both Andrew and Simon have the authority to summon troops to the Templar space, although they cannot summon them all like Adam did. After Adam was captured, Andrew summoned the Janissaries in order to get the message that Adam had delivered to the Templar space.

This is the best way to do this when you can't know where Adam is. Sure enough, now the news has finally arrived!

"Yes, sir." The Praetorian Guard saluted and accepted orders.

"Where did you get the news, if it's convenient......" Gildero's words were interrupted by Dai Logu before he could finish his sentence.

He explained awkwardly: "It's just curiosity, pure curiosity, haha, it's nice to hear that Adam is safe." ”

Saying this, Gildelow always felt that this matter revealed something strange, and there must be something that he did not know about happened.

***

"What the hell do you want?" In the living room, Burns, who was caught, looked at the strange young man in front of him and said very vigilantly.

He hadn't recovered from the huge blow yet, yes, a golden archmage could basically walk sideways in Yupla and Yasha, but just yesterday he was grabbed by this young man in front of him, who looked less than thirty.

There was someone in this world who could defeat him so easily, and Burns had no doubt about it, but it must have been someone as powerful as the Grand Duke of Magic. But the black-haired young man in front of him ......

He's so young, and the devil knows how he got so much power.

Burns didn't know at all that the black-haired young man sitting in front of him had been a dried corpse lying in a sarcophagus a day before, otherwise he would never have thought of the other party as simplistic.

As before, the brunette didn't react at all to his question.

While Adam was unconscious, Burns had already tried to get some information from the black-haired young man through conversation, but the other party completely ignored him from beginning to end, with his eyes closed and not knowing what he was doing.

Patience, patience, there will always be a way. Burns said to himself in his heart, no matter how powerful a mage is, there is a moment of negligence, as long as he waits patiently, he will always seize the opportunity to escape from here, and even, launch a counterattack!

Just as Burns had finished encouraging himself and began to wonder if the young man was mute, the young mage who had been captured with him came to his senses, and he finally heard the first words of the young man.

"Now that we're awake, let's get started." Burns said as he saw the brunette young man open his eyes and look at Adam.

It was a pair of cold eyes, without the slightest emotion, more terrifying than demons. Burns had fought with the Great Demon of the Golden Rank, and at least there was madness and tyranny in their eyes, and there was no emotion or fluctuation in the eyes of the black-haired young man in front of him, and the only feeling he had was cold, cold from the soul.

What to start, what to start? Burns suddenly had a bad feeling, and he glanced at the young mage sitting on the sofa, and the other party had the same confusion in his eyes.

"What are you ......" Burns cleared his throat, intending to get up from his chair.

The next moment, a huge force pressed his body hard against the chair and couldn't move.

Burns' sense of foreboding was even stronger.

"You...... What do you want to do......" Under the pressure of this huge force, he found it a hundred times more difficult to even say a question.

"Heal."

Healing? What did you do with me?

Burns' eyes widened suddenly, and he understood what the dark-haired young man in front of him was planning to do. As a black mage, he knew a lot about all kinds of spells that used other people's bodies, blood, and souls to heal injuries, but he never thought that he would one day become the raw material for one of these spells.

Burns struggled violently, mobilizing what little magic and mental power he had left, unleashing the black magic to fight back.

What frightened him had happened, and the dark energy that he had felt more clearly in the air did not respond, like a pool of stagnant water.

The mana is consumed, the spell model is established, but the dark energy does not respond, and the spell fails.

This is the first time in his more than 30 years of life that he has encountered such a failure.

On the other side of him, the black-haired youth had already stretched out a right hand and spread five fingers towards his head, and immediately after, a powerful suction force came from the black-haired youth's palm.