"Teacher, the people from the inspection department suddenly blocked the streets of the whole city, forbidding anyone to go out." The apprentice of the Department of Plastic Energy breathed rapidly, awakening the Chief of Plastic Energy from meditation.

Rao's mood collapsed in an instant.

"Despicable Victor. Hugo: Is this going to do it? ”

In the Wizard's Tower, the Chiefs formed a loose alliance two days ago to deal with increasingly powerful opponents. They all have ghosts in their hearts, and when there is a little movement in the city, they feel that they are targeting themselves.

Immediately afterwards, the news that Hugo was going to enter the level of the prophecy system came out, which further 'confirmed' the conjecture of the chiefs - the reason why the chief of prophecy is the head of the wizarding group is that the control center of the wizarding tower is at the level of the prophecy system.

Whoever controls the prophecy system in the tower will have great convenience.

No...... you can't let the damn despicable boy get his way.

The five chiefs were touched to the bottom, and they gathered all the disciples and apprentices, brought their own armed attendants, and rushed to the magic hall in unison, just to prevent Hugo from entering the prophetic level in the tower.

Regarding the statement that 'the inspection office was attacked, and the murderer should be found', the chief Rao of plastic energy did not accept it at all. This is certainly an excuse for deception, and it must not be backed down.

"Lord Hugo, you are not qualified to control the prophecy system in the tower. You're too low-level to even be a wizard of prophecy. ”

That's a very unkind statement.

Rao arrived with a large crowd of people in a rage.

Nearly a hundred people gathered in the magic hall, and Zhou Qingfeng quickly identified the number of people facing each other. There are obviously not enough people on his side.

Except for Necromancer Mondino, Mechanical Demon Queen Arcie and other cronies, most of the people who stand on Zhou Qingfeng's side are the wall-riding faction that usually benefits, and they may run away if they really fight.

On the opposite side are more than a dozen official wizards of the wizarding group, with high level and strong strength, and the lineup of the five chiefs is even more complete. And their disciples and recruited attendants.

Wizards are rich, and the chief wizard is even richer. They were all well-equipped, and even the attendants were armed to the teeth, and there were quite a few of them.

Do you want to do it?

Wouldn't it be better to delay a little longer?

Rao, the chief of plastic energy, also felt that his people were strong enough to press the opposite side. He snorted and sneered, he suddenly turned his head to look at the side of the magic hall, and asked, "Wizard Jason, don't you say something?" ”

The proud disciple of the dead ghost Fabro, the director of the alchemy department's laboratory, and the alchemist Jason who was slaughtered by Zhou Qingfeng, was pointed out like this.

Rao continued, "Our five chiefs have unanimously recommended that you are capable enough to succeed your teacher and become the new chief of alchemy.

The alchemy department of Coldwind City needs a true alchemist, not an outsider. ”

The chiefs are trying to finish their work in one battle, and take advantage of the current momentum to simply drive Hugo out of the alchemy system and at least give him some eye medicine.

Jason was busy in the lab when he was suddenly told by his apprentice that something was wrong in the magic hall. He hurried over with a staff, but was roasted on the fire by the Chief of Plasticity.

Damn, I'm just here to make soy sauce.

As soon as the words of recommendation came out, Jason hurriedly waved his hand to calm his tone, "This must be a misunderstanding, definitely a misunderstanding." I'm not interested in the chief or anything, absolutely not.

His Excellency Hugo's ability and wisdom are enough to lead the alchemy system, we have no doubt about it. ”

Jason's attitude was calm, and many low-level wizards in the hall nodded their heads - His Excellency Hugo gave many benefits, and it was much better to follow him than to follow the original chief.

Rao was so angry that he scolded in his heart, "Jason, you soft egg." So many of us support you, and you actually say that you are not interested. Don't you care who your teacher died at? ”

Zhou Qingfeng's gaze became even colder, and he whispered, "Jason, I gave you that staff making book, how did you study?" ”

Wand-making book?

Jason held a slender staff that twisted in a spiral. He raised his hand and said, "I've made it, but my ability is limited, so I can only make a secondary version." ”

A wizard's hand, Zhou Qingfeng took the staff from Jason's hand through the air. He stared coldly at Rao's gang who refused to back down, and the corners of his mouth showed a cruel smile.

"Hahaha...... I think this must be a misunderstanding. You must think that I have some special purpose to control the prophecy system.

Actually, you're too nervous, I really don't.

Because I'm not ready, and I'm sure you are not ready. So, ......, I suddenly figured it out. Give it a go. It's a big deal of 3,200 bonds. ”

Turn your face and turn your face.

Zhou Qingfeng pointed at the staff in his hand and shouted the activation password - Isaac.

Missile Storm!

The top of the staff lit up, and a series of magical energy swished out.

The Chief Party always felt that he could overwhelm the challenger who threatened his position by holding his breath, until a wave of missiles shot out, activating everyone's guardian spells.

The magic hall lit up with circles of colorful light, shields, stone skins, mage armor, and secondary deflection fields. It's shining, it's eye-catching.

In the first round, five missiles scattered, which were blocked by various protective arcane. But Rao was furious with rage.

The Eight Sects of Arcane, except for the Charm Department that can't be learned for opposing reasons, basically every wizard will master the same attack spell when he is an apprentice - Magic Missile.

This is the most practical low-level arcane. A projectile made of magical energy automatically fires at the caster's chosen target, and hits regardless of whether the opponent is hiding or running.

The power is not small.

Such a good arcane art will naturally be studied by someone. A Grand Arcanist named Isaac invented the fourth-order Arcane named after him, Missile Storm.

If a first-order magic missile is a bolt-action rifle, then a missile storm is a machine gun. It's just that Jason is not capable of being at home now, so he has made a secondary missile storm staff.

Equivalent to a light machine gun.

Zhou Qingfeng said a bunch of nonsense, but the chief of plastic energy on the opposite side was extremely experienced in combat. The missile activated the defense, and he was safe and worry-free, Rao shook his cuffs in anger, and instantly grabbed a scroll and tore it open.

At the critical moment to grab time, tearing the reel is the most ......

Alcy let out a coquettish 'whoop'. She and Zhou Qingfeng were connected, and before the master's voice fell, the missile shot out, and with the surging power, she grabbed an alloy steel heavy shield and rushed out with the missile.

When it comes to acceleration and agility, the Mechanical Maggie is definitely the strongest in the entire Coldwind City. She has one set of cores, and two sets of bodies in the other world and reality.

Unable to bring real-world electronics and thermal weapons, she strengthens herself in the Otherworld with a variety of high-performance metals and components. The shield in her hand alone was both magical and physical.

Rao's scroll landed in the palm of his hand, and Arcie slammed into him with her shield against her back. A series of magical lights lit up on the body of the Chief of Plasticity, shields, stone skins, and protection from ranged weapons.

Under a bunch of protection, ...... clang, Rao was knocked away by Alcy like a bowling ball. Even a few disciples behind him were not spared, and all of them were hit.

Force big bricks fly.

Regardless of your three-seven-twenty-one, let's talk about it after you hit it.

Wizards with their own protective items are at best dizzy from the impact and unable to concentrate on casting spells. Those who have no money or do not have enough money are unlucky, and they can be hit on the spot with broken bones and tendons, and they howl endlessly.

With this move, the entire magic hall resounded with an exclamation.