Chapter 184: Night

In the room, the lights were bright.

Dressed in a loose white robe, Morin stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, quietly watching the night gradually penetrate outside the window.

After a while, Merlin closed the curtains, then turned around and recited the witchcraft incantation.

There was a wave of energy particles in the air, and soon, a translucent blur appeared in midair.

Exactly Falls.

"Fowles, I've gathered all the stuff and information on the route. Morin looked at the translucent phantom of Fowles and said lightly.

"Oh, really?"

Fowles raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised.

Merlin didn't explain anything, the thought in his heart moved slightly, and immediately, the energy particles in the air fluctuated, forming a map in the air.

The maps are distributed in blocks, with several thin lines interspersed and intertwined, and those thin lines are still shining, making the whole map appear very clear.

Next to that map, there are some structural drawings and layout drawings that are constantly glowing.

"That's all the important routes I've mapped, and the interior of those garrisons. Morin said lightly.

Although some of the stations were not where the apothecaries in the medicine lamps were stationed, Morin made up some excuses to take a closer look at these places while on the way, and had the chip secretly write down all the relevant images, and then drew them again.

"Oh, it's comprehensive. Fowles squinted at the map, and after a moment, he chuckled.

He stretched out his hand and flicked it in the air, and in an instant, all the images disappeared.

"It's not easy to draw so many things. ”

"Thank you, Maureen. ”

"Don't worry, our deal will always work, and I will get the resources you want into your hands. ”

Fowles whispered, "And, when we're done, we'll give you and Wright special gifts." ”

Maureen smiled briefly, and after a few more brief words with Fowles, he ended the conversation.

Watching Fowles's phantom turn into countless energy particles and disappear into the void, Morin's eyes couldn't help but frown.

"Chip, start testing!" Morin's heart moved.

"Ding! Mission has been established!"

"The witchcraft circle is running!"

"Morson's Interactive Circle, Ellismag's Circle, Whigma's Ground Blocking Circle...... Works well. ”

"All witchcraft circles are working properly!"

"Start the Rocky reaction ......"

"Starting......

"Data Calculation ......"

"Conclusion Generation......

The sound of the chip kept ringing.

In the room, witchcraft circles emerged from the void, emitting a faint light, reflecting each other, looking mysterious and abnormal.

And at the intersection of those magic circles, a distorted energy mass appeared, and that energy mass was exactly what Fowles looked like just now, but it kept flashing, and it looked very blurry.

Merlin stood silently, a magic circle glowing with silver light passed through his body, flashing and flashing, playing a mysterious role, while Mo Lin didn't notice it, just looked at the central energy mass of the many magic circles.

"It took me a lot of effort to set up a lot of ancient circles, and these ancient circles cover each other, with my current strength, with such an exquisite arrangement, if I want to hide a Fowles's spiritual phantom for simple detection, no matter what, it is enough. ”

"Let's see what the result is......"

The black robe on Morin's body fluttered slowly, and a blue glimmer appeared in his eyes, flashing dense blue data turbulence.

In an instant, the cold blue light was blinding.

............

In the main hall of Blackstone.

Fowles squinted his eyes and raised his head slightly.

"Okay, Wright has also passed on all the information to me, and the information is complete. Fowles turned to look at the tall man standing next to him, and said, "Bordeaux, we can go." ”

Bordeuine was an extremely handsome middle-aged man with a strange face and silver hair.

Listening to Fowles's words, Bordein nodded and said, "Yes, then let's make arrangements." ”

Then, Bordotin and Fowles arranged the actions of the many dark wizards in the future, so that the many dark wizards were responsible for the attacks in different places.

"Lilia, what do you think of our arrangement?" Suddenly, Bordotin turned his head and looked up at the Blackstone high-backed chair as if he had thought of something.

There was no one on the Blackstone high-backed chair, just a nightingale resting at the top of the chair.

The nightingale's feathers are as black as ink, and there are long black tail feathers dragging on it, which looks mysterious and noble.

"Whatever you do, as long as the dark wizard dies a little less. "The nightingale has a crisp woman's voice from her mouth, which is graceful and beautiful.

"I'm tired, Fowles, Bordeaux, talk slowly. ”

The nightingale stretched its feathers slightly, and then with a thud, it turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared into the blackstone high-backed chair.

"Lilia, she ......," Bordeaux was a little stunned.

Although this is also a second-level wizard, in this matter, it is inevitably too casual, right?

"Hey, Bordeon, that's because you don't know Lilia yet, and she's never been interested in these things. Fowles laughed as he could.

Immediately, Fowles and Bordeaux consulted with each other and decided to do it tomorrow night, after all, it would take a little time to get the dark wizards in place.

When the deliberations were complete, Bordein left the Black Stone Hall.

False stood silently, as if he had thought of something, he opened his hands, and said with a look of exclamation on his face, "Here I am, I'm finally here again." ”

"Arsene Wenger, Jork, Orens, Yog, old friends, I'm here again. ”

"And this time, I'm going to surprise you guys. ”

"Haha, haha!"

Fowles' slightly maniacal laughter echoed through the Blackstone Hall.

............

West, 27th arrondissement.

The night was dark, except for the occasional roar outside.

"What the hell are you talking about...... middle-aged knight sighed weakly with his steel spear tilted.

Finally, he couldn't take it anymore, put down the steel spear, and sat down against the edge of the wall.

"Ike, sit down, it's getting late, no one else will come, and those witchcraft creatures won't come to attack at night. The middle-aged knight waved his hand and beckoned to the young knight next to him.

Ike glanced at the middle-aged knight slightly, snorted coldly, and then turned his head away, looking at the deep night outside without squinting.

"Cut, I don't know what to do. The middle-aged knight spat the ground.

"Now you're still young, so I don't know what to do, but when you have experienced more, you'll know. ”

"And it's a big night, why are you so serious? and no one is looking at you, it's really ......"

The middle-aged knight muttered, holding the steel spear, and leaned against the city wall and slowly narrowed over.

Half-asleep and half-awake, the middle-aged knight suddenly heard the loud sound of the steel spear falling to the ground.

"This stupid boy finally got along, and he knew that he was resting. The middle-aged knight snorted, thinking to himself.

But suddenly, the middle-aged knight realized that something was wrong.

It smells of blood.

It smells of blood.

The middle-aged knight suddenly fell asleep, he stood up with the steel spear, and found that Ike had fallen to the ground, the steel spear fell to the side, and blood was constantly flowing from Ike's corpse.

"What, this is ......" The middle-aged knight's eyes widened instantly.

Before the middle-aged knight could do anything, an arrow with witchcraft fluctuations flew from the night, piercing the middle-aged knight's throat at once.

"Boom...... Giggle......"

The steel spear in the middle-aged knight's hand slid to the ground, and he reached out to pull the arrow out of his throat, but found that he had no strength left in his body.

Before falling to the ground and plunging into complete darkness, the middle-aged knight saw countless wizards in black robes with cold expressions rushing out in the night, running towards the twenty-seventh district.

That's a myriad of dark wizards. 5310