The family reunion was just a nod to each other, and Lady Makety and old Thomas looked at each other affectionately, then turned and left with the family mage.

Al had a family dinner with Thomas Sr., his brother Tao, and Amanda for the first time in a long time.

In front of one person was a boiling cauldron, filled with huge pieces of meat and vegetables and fruits that had been preserved in addition to water, the taste of the long-lost boy camp chef.

A half-man-high barrel of ale, Amanda sorted it out for him.

The more powerful the warriors, the more they can eat, and this is especially true of Orette, who is based on blood. They have always been synonymous with rice buckets.

The family listened to Al gossip about his trip, including Amanda, who was also hearing Al for the first time.

It's the same as the time my mother chatted, and it was also easy and interesting. However, men's concerns are different from women's. They cared more about how Al had become so powerful.

It's a secret that everyone wants to know.

Al, a little guy with mediocre magical talent and a penniless runaway, returned from five years of travel to become an eleventh level mage, drove the Sea Clan, participated in the battle between the Dead-Eyed Tyrant and the Orc Divine Warrior, slaughtered the Wind Legion twice, and broke into the grassland with dozens of people alone, attacking and killing all kinds of orc teams.

How did he become so strong, and whether he could help the family cultivate a reserve ladder for mages.

Asked this question, Al was silent for a long time.

Amanda saw the opportunity and immediately diverted the topic.

"What's so good about a mage, I don't know how many elf female mages I slept in the evergreen forest, I'll tell you about it......"

Old Thomas and Tao were stunned for a moment, and then realized that the younger son and younger brother had secrets that they didn't want to share, and they followed Amanda's words and continued to chat.

This rough feast was eaten until the moon was about to set.

Al emerged from the tent and used magic tricks to remove the smell of alcohol from his body.

The night watchman happened to be on the third shift, and when he saw the identity of the special service of the Al Military Department, he saluted and retired.

He walked in one direction, and from that direction, a deep gaze came from the darkness.

With this line of sight, there was a fiery gaze around him, far or near, that fell on Al.

Al whispered silently, words clear in their ears, and a pair of demonic eyes swirling in a hexagonal triangle came to mind.

"Do you need me to teach you such a thing as politeness?"

Everyone immediately snorted, immediately closed their eyes, and covered their heads in pain. And a few powerful people, without emotion, expelled this evil spiritual power, but still looked away.

Al walked into a tent, where there were already seven people, wearing cloaks to hide their faces.

Or in the shadows, or behind the pillars of the tent, or on the beams of the tent.

And three of them, standing side by side in front of Al.

This is the special service of the military department directly under His Majesty the Emperor, commonly known as the shadow army. Dedicated to His Majesty to do special tasks on the surface, dirty work in the secret.

Identities are never revealed, and no one knows where they come from, as Al publicly declares to be known, which is a special case.

Perhaps, it was the young envoy who announced His Majesty's will in Fury Wind City on purpose.

The leader opened coldly.

"Alben Stoke, Charles is my man, Your Majesty sparing you does not mean that I will approve of you. ”

Charles, the military agent who was fighting with Al for the remnants of his blood, was replaced by Al after his death.

"Give me what you have in your hands. ”

Al was like living in his own world, ignoring the nonsense of the secret service leader, and speaking directly.

The small space is instantly murderous and wanton. Malicious eyes glanced at Al unscrupulously.

It's not a good idea to offend a telemancer and a wizard of the spell school with your eyes.

On the beams and pillars, the people behind the leader covered their eyes and snorted at the same time, and poisonous green blood flowed from their fingers.

"You dare to poison us?"

The Secret Service Leader shouted angrily.

Behind Al lit up a pair of scarlet eyes and stared frantically at the Secret Service Leader.

In the darkness of the space, a pair of evil red eyes appeared.

"Give me something. ”

Al spoke again to the side.

And this time, the power armor is directly manifested. A flickering thunderbolt wrapped around his left hand.

"What if I say no?

Instead of following the rhythm of his words, Al was dragged into the momentum of this mage.

The Secret Service Leader angrily drew a dagger, his profession being the most feared nemesis of all mages, the Assassin who walked in the shadows.

In response to him, it was an electromagnetic cannon that did not drag the mud and water.

With a bang, he was blocked by a dagger, and the whole person was blasted out half a meter.

Thirty-six magic arrays of flashing thunder flew out from behind Al, locking all seven of them.

The seven of them broke out in a cold sweat, and the intuition of being locked by the mysterious power was extremely clear, and the undisguised intention told them that they would die if they moved.

One shadow monster after another, came out of the darkness. Behind them, in front of them, above their heads, under their feet, all of them.

"Whoever holds it is my enemy. ”

"One last time, give me something. Or I'll take it myself."

The secret service leader suddenly disappeared, and the magic array in the sky burst into flames.

The metal storm instantly covered Al's surroundings, and a bloodied figure passed through Al's body with a dagger.

The gray fighting spirit was in tatters, and all the magical defense equipment on his body was turned on and burst with exhausted energy.

It's just a moment.

And Al's body, which was cut into seven or eight pieces, was gathered together again in an instant, leaving no trace, which was extremely weird.

Six metal balls floated out of his hand and aimed at the heat invasion leader, and the bursting thunder flashed away.

Together with all the muzzles, fire was fired mercilessly.

The Secret Service Leader secretly hated that this lawless guy dared to really kill him, and suddenly tore open the life-saving Earth Protection Scroll.

The ground instantly set off rock waves, blocking all the electromagnetic cannons, and at the same time turning into rock balls to firmly protect himself.

The electromagnetic cannon was blocked by the real magical power, and the special service leader immediately tore open an arbitrary door again and was about to leave, when a huge hand suddenly reached out and grabbed the arbitrary door scroll and snatched it away.

"Damn! What a monster this is!"

Al indifferently stretched out his right hand to the ball wrapped in the rock, and squeezed it hard.

A pair of scarlet, hideous eyes lit up in the rock ball, looking at him cruelly and evilly.

The remaining six military agents listened to the screams in the rocks, and did not move, or did not dare to do so.

The silent shadow, at some point, turned into a silk thread, wrapping around their necks, ankles, wrists, and joints.

Thin lines of blood appeared.