The slums of the Middle Ages are terrible, first of all, the layout of the blocks is not planned at all, the streets are zigzag and complex like snakes, and if there are no locals to lead the way, as long as the sense of direction is slightly worse, it is a sure thing to get lost, not to mention that when walking on the streets, there may be excrement or garbage on the second floor falling from the sky at any time, so the people who live here have practiced a good habit of agile dodge skills and always looking at the sky.

Civilians grow tenaciously like weeds, some will grow into heroic towering giant trees, others will grow into demonic poisonous weeds, but many more are still ordinary people who have done nothing in their lives.

Burst!

The warlock Imas stopped, looked at the excrement in front of him, which was only three paces away, and then looked at the stained things on the corners of the gorgeous purple robe he had spent hundreds of gold coins to decorate the façade, and his old face was wrinkled as if he could squeeze out juice, and the young apprentice on the side immediately squatted down and took out a handkerchief to wipe it clean for him.

"That damn mage! When the time comes, I must ask him to compensate me for my losses, and if it weren't for the sake of making a good impression on Count Lane, how could I possibly step back into this pigsty! Imas gritted his teeth in hatred, his hand holding the staff inlaid with the size of a fist, which was also used to decorate the façade, was already so angry that he could see the clear traces of blood vessels on the pale fist.

"Dear Lord Imas, this is the tavern of Doss, the intelligence monger, and we only need to inquire to find out where those people are."

Imas listened to the report with a rough black face, and snorted with his nose on his back in response, but the other party's respectful gesture still made him quite useful.

The three of them broke in and immediately saw the intelligence dealer Doss, who was originally a woman of five big and three thick, who was pouring wine for customers at the bar.

"What? Our old Goth doesn't wag his tail at his master's house to beg for bones, and it's rare to come back today to see us old friends? ”

As soon as the black face entered the house, someone immediately spoke sarcastically, and it was obvious that he was not very popular here, and that he was a member of the slum before.

Bang!

As soon as the man finished satirizing, the black rough-faced Goth was pleasantly surprised to see a large hand composed of energy suddenly fly out from behind his back, and then crashed into the man, swatting him like a fly on the wall of the tavern, only to hear a heavy bang, it must have been a heavy bang.

"Hahaha! You trash with only a mouth, hurry up and tell me the address of Jack's stinky boy's house, or this warlock won't have a good temper! ”

The black-faced words of the fox made the rest of the tavern suddenly silent, the people who lived in Tesel did not like spellcasters, and they also knew that they were strange and powerful, and they would try not to conflict with them unless necessary, otherwise the person who spoke sarcastically just now was a good man who could fight a tiger alone, but he was knocked down by this warlock at once.

The three of them quickly used violent means to get what they wanted, and after leaving, those rude and cute men and women all spit on their backs, although they didn't dare to joke about their lives in person, but it was okay to express their anger afterwards.

……

In the house, Zhou Dong had already healed the injury on Jack's back, although the spiritual power he used was still the limit level of ordinary people, but because his realm had reached the level of completely manipulating atomic elements, although it could be more refined, but his willpower was no longer enough to support the subatomic particles that were deep into a structure that was one level smaller than the atom, and his spiritual power at that microscopic scale seemed to be insufficient, and only by upgrading his spiritual power to the quality again and making it more refined.

It's just that manipulating atomic-level spiritual power is enough for Zhou Dong to use his spiritual power to heal Jack's injuries, and cooperate with his mental energy feedback to provide brainwave energy with brainwave energy to carry out far more computing power than ordinary people, making him incarnate into a pure "nanoscalpel", which can directly manipulate spiritual power, clean up the blood accumulation in Jack's body, and repair those broken bones, fundamentally heal his injuries, without leaving any sequelae.

However, this is obviously very tiring, at least for the current strength level of this incarnation, when Zhou Dongye healed Jack, it was rare for some fine beads of sweat to ooze from his forehead, and the spiritual power and spiritual energy in his body were both lost by at least ninety percent.

"According to the general plot development...... It's really here, Dark, go and entertain the guests, just don't get killed. Zhou Dongzheng drank a glass of water to slow down his fatigue, and his heart moved, he already knew that someone was coming outside.

Just like the conversation between the two family members of the Earl's Court, Zhou Dong's order to Darker was also the standard not to kill, which made Jack very unhappy after listening to it.

Duck didn't answer, but walked out of the room calmly, he was familiar with his master, and the action of his body would please him more than verbal promises, but he was not sure whether this master had such a thing as a pleasure, for he had never seen any real laugh, anger or sadness from this master, as if only the satisfaction of the success of the plan and the annoyance of the thwarted and failed plan would occasionally be revealed.

"That's it? This is a Tevelyn! Imas asked Goss beside him, he had lived a long time, and although his strength had improved slowly, his eyesight had been honed.

The black rough face looked at it carefully, and then shook his head: "No, the other gray-robed man has a taller body." ”

"Alright, Harry, go try this guy." Imas folded his hands conceitedly, ready to let his apprentice, who was actually about the same level as him, take action.

Darker interrupted them at this point and said mockingly: "Then I will send one of my subordinates, but it is two of them in one, and it is not too much to beat you two by one." ”

After all, when Imas was furious, this half-demon had already danced out of the magic circle with both hands, and sent out an obscure and short abyssal language summoning spell from his mouth, and a summoning channel for his spiritual power to communicate with the magic power of the abyss had been opened, and it could directly use the magic power of this world to communicate the magic power of the abyss without going through the magic net/firewall set up by the goddess of magic.

This kind of spellcaster who colludes with the abyss is equivalent to a hacker thief, and has always been the most hated guy by the goddess of magic, although as long as she wants, although these guys do not follow the rules, all the magic flow can still be detected by her, but although she is a god, there are many powerful beings in the bottomless abyss who can kill gods.

A powerful being powerful enough to make the feet of Imas and his apprentice tremble, is slowly being summoned from the abyss to the Material Realm from the summoning tunnel.