The name of the shaman's gathering place is Sunset.

Sunset Wizard Gathering Place, a beautiful name.

At the door of the wizard's gathering place, Morin stood quietly in a black cloak, looking like a silent black shadow from a distance.

Quack.

A black crow fluttered its wings and landed on the stone pillar in front of it, the black crow tilted its head, looked at Mo Lin, and said, "Wizard from outside, do you want to enter the Sunset Wizard Gathering Place, please pay the fee of fifty magic stones, otherwise you will not be able to enter." ”

Merlin didn't speak, he turned his head, and after looking at the black crow, his body blurred, and then slowly disappeared into the air.

The black crow stood on the stone pillar, its eyes appeared countless tiny metal gears, constantly turning, and the pointer was ticking and ticking, faint red light came out, as if thinking carefully about something, in the end, the black crow still didn't find anything, just standing on the stone pillar in a daze.

It was only a wizard's apprentice-level creation, and Merlin was a third-level and third-order wizard, the difference between the two was simply the difference between heaven and earth, and it was not the same at all, and it would be a strange thing if this black crow could detect Morin.

"What a strange gathering place for wizards. ”

Merlin walked into the wizard's gathering place, and he looked around, a look of surprise and exclamation on his face.

There was a round of setting dim sun in the canopy of the wizard's gathering place, and the blurred light sprinkled out, as if it was the most beautiful dusk sun.

It has been solidified by witchcraft, and it will always be a sunset, and it will never set.

"It's beautiful. ”

Merlin sighed, and he walked slowly around the area, and finally, he came to one of the largest auction houses in the Sunset Wizards' Gathering.

After looking up, Morin walked inside.

There's going to be an auction here, and there's the materials he needs at the auction, so this time, Morin enters and comes looking for the materials he needs.

The auction was going on, and it was very hot, and it wasn't long before the material that Morin needed was brought to the auction table.

"This is a flowing sand gold, the starting price is five thousand magic stones, and each increase must not be less than five hundred magic stones!"

The auction was presided over by a polite, personable middle-aged man, who smiled and said this.

The price increase was very enthusiastic, but in the end, it was Morin who made a move, and the sand gold was auctioned off.

After all, the only thing that can compare his wealth with Mo Lin is the fourth-level true intent, and even the existence above the fourth-level true intent, and other wizards are not qualified at all, and the existence of the fourth-level true intent is very rare, so Mo Lin can take a picture of the wandering sand gold like this.

Of course, if you can't shoot it, there's nothing, for the sake of his new city in the sky, Maureen doesn't mind a cameo as a killer and robber.

After all, the law of the jungle is the truth of the wizarding world.

"Huh?"

When Morin followed the waiter and took out the stray sand gold from it, he suddenly let out a startled sigh.

Because he actually saw a few warlocks of the Eye of Bermus.

Eye of Bermus.

This is a familiar warlock inheritance.

Unexpectedly, he was able to meet the warlock of the Eye of Bermousin in the Arctic Sea, and Merlin felt a little surprised.

The Warlocks of the Eye of Bermus also spotted Merlin, and they gathered together, as if discussing something in a low voice, and finally, a tall and handsome Warlock came over, he came to Merlin's side, bowed slightly to Merlin, and said, "Hello, Dear Wizard, we are Warlocks from the Eye of Bermus. ”

Merlin performed a wizard-to-wizard ritual towards the warlock, and did not speak.

"Well, respected wizard, I wonder if we can invite you to come along?" the young warlock smiled, "and we're about to head to the next big wizard gathering, and if we can go together, then I think we'll have a very pleasant journey." ”

With that, the young warlock saluted Merlin again.

Invite to get up and move forward together.

Merlin looked at the polite-looking young warlock in front of him, and then at the waiting warlock next to him, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Well, it's a real honor to be with the Warlock of the Eye of Bermus. ”

The smile on Morin's face became obvious, extremely warm, and the corners of his mouth curled, and he said this.