This girl in a white cloak, whether in terms of temperament or beauty and figure, will definitely not be an ordinary person.

Only those high-level races, or the orthodox inheritors of the top powers, would have this indescribable special temperament.

"Really?" The girl's calm and curious gaze swept over Fan Bo, finding nothing, and then looked at Lin Sheng on the side.

Suddenly, she seemed to be vaguely aware of something, and her originally calm gaze suddenly became a little fluctuating.

"Master Fan Bo, I remember you. Northland's overall ranking is one hundred spellcaster elites. But what about this one? Won't you tell us about it?"

The girl smiled and said, "By the way, let me introduce myself, my name is Osasillo." ”

Osasilol??

Fan Bo seemed to feel like he had heard the name somewhere.

Before he could remember, suddenly the noisy voices of the crowd not far away were getting closer and closer.

He was stunned to notice that the Golden Dragon Prince, who was regarded as the center of the crowd, was slowly moving towards them at this time.

The Golden Dragon Prince, Aland Ofaya, glanced at his sister who took the initiative to get up.

In terms of spatial talent, although he also has a good sense, he is still far less powerful and accurate than his sister.

Just now, he and his sister sensed that strange spatial fluctuation at the same time, and now, his sister actually walked directly in front of the two human mages.

"Could it be that she thinks the spatial fluctuations are caused by these two human mages?"

With a hint of scrutiny, his golden vertical pupils looked at Fan Bo and Lin Sheng thoroughly.

No matter how he looked at it, he didn't think that these two people had the ability to cause such delicate spatial ripples.

In fact, he didn't want to participate in this kind of welcoming banquet.

Compared with the royal capital, the banquets in this small place seem vulgar and tasteless.

Those so-called human mid-level mages kept approaching him one by one with their faces salivating, and they didn't have the reserve and bearing of a middle-level elite at all.

Although he also knew that the comprehensive strength of a middle-level mage in such a small place was several grades weaker than that of Wang Du. The academic level is quite backward.

In actual combat, it is generally necessary to reduce the level by two levels to be comparable.

Therefore, if it weren't for his father's advice, he wouldn't want to have a relationship with these weak human races.

"What? Do you think they triggered that fluctuation just now?" he used his exclusive communication technique to ask his sister Osasilo from afar.

"Possibly. Osasilo smiled in response.

"Ridiculous! That level of precise spatial fluctuations is definitely a fluctuation made by a strong person of a certain high race, how could these weak human races do that step?"

The Golden Dragon Prince's eyes showed disdain.

He does not deny that the great collective power of human beings is enough to make the strong of any race fearful.

But that's the whole race.

In his opinion, human beings can only burst out with great power when they are in groups. Individuals, on the other hand, are as fragile as ants.

They are like sandcastles on the beach, no matter how high they are built, they will be washed away by the waves of time.

"How could it be?" Oshasilo's smiling gaze fell on Lin Sheng. She seemed to feel something.

"You don't think it's him, do you?" said the Golden Dragon Prince, who was dealing with the mages beside him, while keeping an eye out of his eye on his sister's side.

Oshasilo smiled and no longer replied, but chatted carefully with Fan Bo and Lin Sheng.

For beauties, or beauties with grace and cultivation, when they make harmless and small requests to sit aside, men often can't refuse.

That's how Master Fan Bo was, he was just sour to the core of the crowd, but now he is chatting with Oshasilo easily and enjoying himself.

Lin Sheng also noticed that it seemed that the little spatial fluctuation generated by the connection between himself and the ontology had aroused such attention.

He was awe-inspiring, and he was also more cautious about his future connection with the ontology.

Sitting in the corner, I talked with Fan Bo and this Oshasilo for a while.

Lin Sheng had already noticed that the other party's attention was focused on him.

It seems that the spatial fluctuations are still attracting attention. Next time, I'll have to find a place where no one is around. ’

Vigilant, he chatted for a while, then got up and planned to use the excuse to go to the toilet before leaving.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he got up, a middle-aged female mage on the right seemed to be drunk, swaying slightly, and walked in the direction of Oshasilo.

This female mage was wearing a seventh-level mage's rank ring on her hand, her face was red, and there was a strong smell of wine on her body, and when she passed by Lin Sheng, Lin Sheng also saw a black tattoo that was gradually emerging at the bottom of her neck.

That seems to be.... A black, sacrificial kettle wrapped in a gauze scarf??

Black gauze pot?

Suddenly, Lin Sheng paused suddenly, turned around, and looked at the man.

The female mage suddenly stopped, and then her body swelled strangely rapidly, and her skin turned black and purple.

Then there was a loud bang.

Boom!!

Her whole body exploded.

A large amount of purple-black flesh and blood splashed in all directions like raindrops.

And Osasilol, who was closest to him, was naturally the first to be recruited.

Fortunately, the various spell auras that lit up on her body showed that the high-level magic items she was carrying were not vegetarian.

The other mages around him also exclaimed, and quickly deployed their own protective measures.

So even though the flesh and blood that exploded was highly toxic, it didn't hurt many people.

That is, several waiters were injured by the explosion and were taken down for treatment.

Only Fan Bo, indulging in the enjoyment of chatting with Osasilo, was a beat slower to react, plus he was the second closest to the explosion point. And then the ending is tragic.

He was probably the only mage in the audience to be injured.

At this time, he was in a weak and miserable state of poisoning, leaning against the corner of the wall, and was helped by Osasilol to check the injury.

Lin Sheng quietly evacuated, winked at his friend, and motioned for him to work hard.

Just kidding, looking at Fan Bo's reaction, you know that he is most likely not unable to dodge, but deliberately blocked in front of Oshasilo and was injured.

Osasilo was still testing Lin Sheng, but at this time she was shocked by Fan Bo's routine, and she was kind by nature, so she could only treat Fan Bo's injuries first.

Such a big thing happened at the banquet, and soon the person in charge, the high-ranking mage who organized the banquet, stood up, calmed everyone's emotions, and then checked the explosion.

The organizer himself is one of the patrol leaders of the White Rock Woodland and knows these processes well.

"It's a black gauze pot!"

Someone picked up a black, gold-painted metal letter from the bloody carpet.

The letter is embroidered with a lifelike black sacrificial pot covered in tulle.

"This is a demonstration! A return salute to the previous Master who hunted down the Black Gauze Pot!" someone reacted.

The organizer of this banquet recently hunted down and killed an official member of a black gauze pot.

Now it's about to hit back with the black gauze pot.

Lin Sheng was too lazy to pay attention to so many things, after going to make sure that Fan Bo's life was not in danger, and deliberately pulled Oshasilo with a weak face and did not let him go.

He decided to retreat from the rapids and create an opportunity for his friends.

As for the explosion of the human body at the banquet, it didn't matter to him.

The black gauze pot is obviously aimed at the osacillo. At best, they can be regarded as a disaster to the pond fish.