"Hmm..."

Recently, a new commission was sent to Black Howling Dragon's office, saying that a medicinal herb shop had been damaged by Shirachi.

After Hideyoshi followed the police to his destination, he looked at the badly damaged storefront in front of him and the shopkeeper who was still in a trance.

"The wizard idiot who came here, such an obvious trace, I'm afraid that others won't know..."

Even Hideyoshi, a half-man, could tell that this place was full of traces of magic.

The metal roller shutter door was punched out of holes the size of a child's fist without leaving ammunition or anything like that, the shopkeeper was wet, but there were traces of fire in the room, and the shopkeeper was still delirious...

"Do the wizards who came here want to be caught and burned to death, along with the other wizards..."

At this moment, the silver helicopter representing the Holy Land appeared in the air, followed by a large number of soldiers and saints falling.

"It's time to go, it looks like this commission can earn a travel fee." Hideyoshi said as he looked at the nun wearing a gas mask not far away. "These nuns are so ruthless, they dig up their memories directly if they don't agree with each other~"

"It doesn't hurt to poke that spoon in, but... It hurts to look at~"

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000 Hidden Fog Street

Black Howling Dragon's nameless office

"The information is all for you~ That's the situation."

Hideyoshi closed the light screen in front of him, looked at the black howling dragon in front of him and said.

"This commission has also been blown, the Holy Land has been completely locked down there, and almost everyone has erased their memories."

"Wizard~ According to the information I have gathered, [Black Tower]. 【White Tower】. The three wizard towers have been razed, all the top wizards have been wiped out, and the remaining wizards are just cats and dogs..."

"Was it a potion shop that was attacked, for some magical material?" The Black Howling Dragon touched his chin and said. "Has the wizards come to this point?"

"I'll leave the magic stuff to you, I'll go..."

"There's another order for you to go to." The Black Howling Dragon interrupted Hideyoshi.

“．．． No way? ”

"We have a big funding gap, and there are some things that can't be solved by money~" Black Howling Dragon closed the [Book of Omniscience] and said. "If you don't want to be too disadvantaged in the later stage, it's better to be lucky now~"

“．．． It always feels like you're fooling me..."

"Opposite"

“ｆｘｘｋ•ｙｏｕ！”

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12 p.m. that day

The herb shop where the incident occurred

"C. Fon Force Field Missile. Lulutia Ice Orb (∧υλυτιαζσΦρεεζιυψ∑πηερε).Vink Flame Hand..."

The Black Howling Dragon, who had bypassed the blockade outside, looked at the traces of magic in front of him and muttered to himself.

"The missile breaks the goal, the magic ball imprisons the shopkeeper, the flame hand erases the traces... It's also possible that it went off~"

"Won't they be able to unlock? Wouldn't it be nice to use deep sleep to control the shopkeeper~"

"It's not a group of spell apprentices who are here, then I'm very disappointed with the rest of the mage level~"

With that, the Black Howling Dragon threw out a card, and as soon as the blue portal appeared, he immediately walked in.

"There's my Scout Bug Hive around here, if they leave from here instead of using the portal..."

Dozens of tiny flying insects flew out of the corner and landed in the hands of the Black Howling Dragon.

"Hmm... It's really hard for them to do this, I didn't think about a detour or anything to avoid being tracked~"

"Next, I'll have to disguise something~"

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Ten kilometers away from the place of the incident

In a fifteen-storey apartment building - the sixteenth floor

"Why punish us! We've got it..."

"We don't need to do anything to ordinary people! There is no need to take revenge! And your immature approach threatens to kill everyone! ”

"Why! The Holy Land can continue to massacre aliens and us in the name of protecting ordinary people, but we have to keep it secret in front of ordinary people?! It's not..."

"It's a wizard's tradition! We also did not make everything public, in the face of the consciousness and preparation of the modern army! We wizards need and have to hide! ”

"Even if the [Holy Land] has torn its face and destroyed all three Dharma Pagodas that we are proud of, do we still have to swallow our anger?! I want revenge! For our Eight Pages and Mentors! ”

"You're going to kill everybody! Will reveal the mysteries of magic to the Holy Land! ”

．．．．．．

"Hmm... They were so noisy and didn't even notice I was getting in? ”

At this moment, in this makeshift space, the black whistling dragon wore a white mask and a black cloak, watching an old man in front of him arguing with a young wizard apprentice without noticing that he had mixed in.

"Even if you turn on the invisibility and the smell is gone, it won't be completely unnoticed, right? I'm just like a hermit now..."

"Peripheral magic is only general detection. Alerts and rudimentary enemy magic, and there are no emergency passages or anything inside..."

"These remaining wizards are really miserable~" Black Howling Dragon scratched his head and said. "I don't know if there's a chance to go in and have a look again~"

After saying that, the black whistling dragon bypassed the two who were still arguing and walked towards the inside.

"Meeting room. Pharmacy room. Lounge..."

At this moment, the Black Howling Dragon stopped in front of a door.

"Library~That's it~"

The stealthy Black Howling Dragon entered through the wall and saw the old mage buried in a pile of books, but he didn't notice that the Black Howling Dragon had come in.

"Hmm... Asleep? ”

The Black Howling Dragon shook his head and continued to walk deeper.

The library wasn't big, and soon Black Howling Dragon stopped in front of a pile of paper papers.

"[Battle Record]?"

As he spoke, Black Howling Dragon picked up a stack of papers.

"Time - December 12, 2015, [Battle of the Black Tower]..."

"Black Tower Page 1 - [Shaping School] Instant Extinction Page 2 - [Slightly Hot Witch 50] - Killed in battle, killed by a large-caliber sniper rifle when the spell slot was exhausted..."

"[School of Spells] Eternal Youth--[Lurutia Ze Jin] - Killed in battle, killed by the Nian Blade of the Holy Warrior [War Hime]..."

"...[Necromancy] Immortal Four Pages--[Rotten Bone Dragon Wings]--Died in battle, after the seal was lifted, it was suppressed by the heavy fire of the Holy Land, and finally killed by the Holy Warrior - [Holy Silver Sword]..."

"...[School of Prophecy] Next Eight Pages -- [Gem Vision 51st] -- Mutiny..."

"[School of Spells] Eternal Green Disciple - [Classical Sorcerer] - [Destruction Rumble] - Killed in battle, crushed by armored vehicles while covering the retreat..."

Looking at these documents, Black Howling Dragon seemed to be able to feel the fierceness of that battle, the wizards who resisted under countless modern technological weapons.

They were defeated, and the last of the fata was razed to the ground, leaving only the only remaining people, hiding here to survive.

"It's miserable~"

After saying that, Black Howling Dragon picked up another file and opened it

"About sixty percent of the books were looted or burned, about thirty percent were lost, eighty percent of the wizards died during the war, and another ten percent were caught and brainwashed. Control or use it to perform 'burning heresy'..."

"It is estimated that there are only about a hundred [Black Tower] wizards left here~"

"It's... Well? ”

At this time, the Black Howling Dragon raised its head, because the nearby Scout Hive had sent a message that a hundred [Holy Land] troops were rushing here.

"A hundred [dreadnoughts]. Three armored vehicles and a four-person [Witch Hunt] squad..."The Black Howling Dragon muttered as he digested the news from the Scout Bug. "The wizards here can fight roughly... Fifty people? ”

"These should just be vanguards, scouts. Surround and stop the wizards from escaping..."

"Just these people, it's enough for the wizards here to break their bones..."

After saying that, Black Howling Dragon looked at the document in his hand, and walked over to the mage who was asleep on the table.

The mage's desk was stacked with piles of papers, and with noticeable dark circles on his face, it was clear that he probably hadn't slept in days.

"Well... I don't know what the strength of the [Witch Hunting] team in the [Holy Land] is, for normal wizards~"

Immediately, Black Xiaolong took out a bottle of coffee and put it on the table, and walked out.

"Old book, set the spell slot, and memorize the number of spells - twenty."

"Adjust the spell type, call the [Shaping] [Protection] [Spell] spell."

"Unfold the portal, let's try their skills!"