"It's unwilling, isn't it?"

With a book in his hand, Cervantes sat on a chair on stilts, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and asked without raising his head.

The dark corridor suddenly shone with dazzling light, and the gray-robed man's eyes narrowed, the lights were quite dazzling to him who had just adapted to the darkness, but even more dazzling was the person sitting in the hallway, on the chair in front of him.

The curved black horns made the man look a little evil of hell and devil, and the smile on his face added to this first impression, and the elegant black suit wrapped around a sturdy and tall body, but if he had seen the thick tail hanging on the ground behind him in advance, no one would have thought so!

It's a dragon, a black dragon!

There is only one black dragon in the Principality of Sorrowful Wind, and like this one, even if he sits on a chair, the altitude is not much different from his, in his impression, there is only one one!

"[Iron Dragon], the Grand Duke of Sorrowful Wind ......" The gray-robed man couldn't help but sigh.

The strength of the whole body seems to have been removed, and the heartfelt frustration leaks from the bones, and even the back is bent down because of this.

"After going through so much, I thought the possibility of this was a trap was very small, but I didn't expect it......" The gray-robed man shook his head, and his figure slowly appeared in the corridor, his words full of indescribable vicissitudes and pain, if others listened to it, maybe they would follow the heart twitch.

But Cervantes wouldn't, he didn't bother to do even the slightest gesture of fake compassion for his enemies, let alone empathy.

"Actually, we did find a way to make an Elemental Furnace, and we are now intensifying our experiments, and if the experiment is successful, we will be able to obtain the 'Elemental Furnace'. Cervantes flipped the page and explained softly to the intruder.

His current posture looked quite arrogant, and the attitude of no one in his eyes was still aroused, even if the gray-robed people's hearts were already full of frustration.

"Also," the black dragon suddenly raised his hand and pointed, "you can listen to whatever you want, you don't need to be so sneaky." In Wende City and the surrounding area, when the fluctuation of the spell appears, it will be immediately detected by the Misty Lock, so no matter how you disguise it, there is a transmission of information between you, which represents the emergence of the fluctuation of information exchange, and the existence of the magic wave has been discovered by us, and your trick will not work, if we want to, we can cut off your communication at any time, which is not a big deal. ”

Hearing this, the gray-robed man's face was hidden in the shadow of the hood, for a long time, mana wave communication was the patent of their organization, but now, Sloe Mendes's mage organization has used this kind of thing to build an 'Internet', and even cultivated a 'network goddess', and now Sloe Mendes seems to have walked ahead of them in this regard.

At this time, the black dragon suddenly laughed: "Look, as long as you provoke it a little, your disguise will be self-defeating." ”

The gray-robed man took a deep breath, "To tell you the truth, we, including me, are full of respect for the head maid Serena, she has contributed her knowledge of the other world almost selflessly, and promoted the technological progress and social development of the entire world, even if it is an enemy, we are full of respect for her." Her wisdom is not only manifested in the depth of knowledge and the level of research and extension of it, but also in the level of application, just like those surveillance networks composed of fragmented means in the R&D area, this unbreakable network, in other words, no one else can sneak into this kind of place. ”

“...... You may have misunderstood something. The corners of Cervantes' mouth curled up, and he joked, "How can it be that Serra did all those immoral arrangements? ”

Closing the book in his hand, with a lazy smile, Cervantes looked up at the wanderer, and although he didn't see the face, he could feel that the wanderer had been calmed down.

"Actually, outside of the lab, there are big toys for me to fiddle with, and inside the lab, it's Sela's territory, and I haven't done anything here. As he spoke, the black dragon yawned, and Huo Ran stood up and put the book on the chair.

"I've been on duty here for two or three days, and I thought you would only act in a few days, but I didn't expect you to be so anxious, it seems that the status of the Elemental Furnace in your minds is not low. He raised his hand and pointed behind him with his thumb, "What you want is behind the door behind me, I just don't know if you have a chance to get it." Come and fight me, I limit my human form, and I don't use any bloodline power, how about fighting you with martial arts alone?

The gray-robed man took a look at his surroundings, and although it was in the hallway, there was no shelter, but the hallway was spacious enough for four people to walk side by side.

The space here was cut off from the shadow plane, and he couldn't dive into the shadows, but he could manipulate the shadows...... And, even if he doesn't want to fight, so what?

The door to the laboratory should have been closed and locked up long ago, and the guards surrounded the place, all of which were predictable, and since he had already arrived, there was no reason for the Principality of Screaming Wind to let him go.

Silently unloaded the excess equipment on his body and threw it aside, and when the gray-robed man removed the robe on his body, he revealed a featureless middle-aged face, which was very suitable for a profession like 'killer'.

Cervantes also took off his coat, moved his body, stepped on leather shoes, wore suit trousers, and made a starting pose.

His dress made the middle-aged man frown, these outfits looked like they were not suitable for fighting, but if it was on the Black Dragon Grand Duke, he was not supporting him, but using it to restrain himself, wanting to get more pleasure from the battle.

And this black dragon has this qualification!

According to the organization's analysis, this black dragon has long become a rare combat master in this world, even if it does not use bloodline power or rely on physical strength, just using skills is enough to defeat the transcendent.

And his previous record also showed that ordinary transcendents were nothing in his eyes, and if he didn't use foreign objects and spells to limit his power, it would be whimsical to want to kill him.

Damn, why are you so unlucky to be against such a monster......

The wanderer sighed, his arms shook slightly, and the two daggers were shaken off the shoulders and landed in the palms of his hands.

The next moment, his figure disappeared, and he rushed forward desperately.

The speed of the legendary wanderer was used to the extreme, and the two daggers were like wings slashing through the air, and the air that was cut through silently turned into four graceful air currents, floating behind him, as smooth and light as a ribbon.

The sudden spread of his wings seemed to give the wanderer the power to glide, and his figure appeared in front of the black dragon in an instant, and the 'wings' shrank inward.

With his arms folded and two sharp daggers slashed over, without any bells and whistles, a cold light flashed before Cervantes' eyes.

But the black dragon greeted him with a confident smile, and slashed his raised hands on the wanderer's wrists, the pain almost making it impossible to hold the weapon in his hand.

The shadows under his feet suddenly boiled and rolled, and countless long thorns that turned into substance rose into the sky, but they all fell into the air.

Cervantes just spun on the spot and kicked the wanderer's waist, and when the shadow thorn stabbed out, he happened to tap the ground with the toe that stood on the ground, and jumped slightly, shrinking his body and rolling in the air, the shadow of the stab grazed his back and scratched his clothes, but it did not hurt him in the slightest.

The wanderer was kicked out by the black dragon, slammed into the wall of the corridor, and slowly fell to the ground, feeling that the whole person's skeleton was scattered, and the arm bones were even more crushed.

Sharp pain came from all over his body, and he tried to get up from the ground, but for some reason the blocked blood vessels hesitated to the command of his brain, and this hesitation made him see the sight of the soles of his feet enlarging in front of his eyes.

Bang!

At the same time as this loud bang sounded, it was as if the entire laboratory was shaken.

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