Later generations were influenced by various movies and novels, and there were few who didn't like magic, and the same was true for John, who was very yearning for this legendary power when he read Harry Potter in textbooks when he was a child, and imagined that one day, he could be like the little wizard in Hogwarts, with a wave of his wand, the river froze, the grass and trees sprouted, and everything shattered. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Fantasy is always so beautiful, but not real,

But one day, when this fantasy is really realized in front of you, the mood at that moment is really infinitely beautiful.

John was excited, but years of sales experience allowed him to control his emotions well, and his expression was still cold and a little impatient.

"Since the first question is said, whether I suffer or not, I will not change it.

Now for the second question, New England is so far from here, more than a thousand miles in a straight line, and with these two useless magics, they want me to fly thousands of miles to kill the three children of the lieutenant general.

Do you think it's possible? ”

The ghost shook his head slightly, knowing what John meant, and said,

"This is just a deposit, as long as you can complete the commission, I will give you the paper to record other magic, including powerful legendary magic."

"Huh!" John shook his head and laughed disdainfully, "Your Excellency, if you really want me to help you get revenge, just come up with something practical, what's the use of this kind of basic magic played by children, you don't really think I'm rare about it!" ”

As he spoke, John flailed his wings and tapped on the parchment, and a wave of heat poured out, and the parchment containing two magic spells was instantly reduced to a puddle of ashes.

This scene made the ghost completely stunned, the soul fire in his eyes flashed violently, and a cold mist erupted from his mouth, it was a treasure that represented the inheritance of the Guadora tribe, and it was gone.

The surging anger couldn't help but come out of his heart, and the ghost raised his head, and there was a biting chill all over his body,

John didn't care about this, and still said in his own way,

"There are also different levels of hiring murderers, different prices invite different killers, a reckless man only needs a few gold coins, an assassin may cost half a box, and so on, invite a character who can destroy the world with a wave of his hand to be a killer, but not a piece of parchment."

"And what do you want?" The ghost said coldly,

"Seven, six, five, four."

The ghost wondered, not knowing what he meant

John smiled slightly and explained, "This is a commercial term, in simple terms: seven basic magic, six intermediate magic, five high-level magic, and four legendary magic, and this is what you pay for hiring me to kill people." ”

"You're crazy!"

The ghost was startled, and his tone fluctuated violently, "With so much magic, even if you take out all the books of the tribe, you can't make it up. ”

John frowned and said unhappily, "I remember you just said that there are dozens of kinds of magic stored in the Guadora tribe, and the sum of four, five, six, and seven is only twenty-two, so how can it be counted within the range of dozens!" ”

"How can there be such a count?" The ghost was embarrassed and said angrily, "Dozens, dozens! Anything more than ten should be counted. ”

Hearing this, John frowned, as if he understood something, and his face suddenly became ugly,

"You're lying to me!" He looked at the other party coldly and said sharply, "A dozen is also a dozen!"

Hehe! Very good

I finally understand that you have less than twenty spells in your hands. ”

With that, John spread his wings and soared into the sky.

"This..."

The ghost was stunned, he didn't expect the other party to deduce the current situation of their tribe based on this information.

"Wait! Wait! ”

He was in a hurry, and he didn't care about etiquette, so he rushed to John's side, and grabbed his ankle with a cold hand to prevent him from flying into the sky.

"Wait a minute, we can talk about it again."

"I'm sorry, but I don't think there's anything to discuss with the liars."

John exerted his legs, broke free from the other party's pull, and flew straight into the distance.

Seeing him like this, the ghost was completely panicked, and waited for decades to wait for this strongman who could help them avenge the annihilation of the clan, if he left his popularity for his own reasons, he would probably regret his death when he turned back.

"Your Excellency, please stop for now, I am willing to make amends."

The ghost shouted, and at the same time, a cold mist erupted from under his feet, rushed in front of John, and intercepted him.

John's brows furrowed tightly, his expression was very impatient, and he asked,

"What can you compensate for?"

"Whatever you need, the Guadora tribe can find it for you, and of course, it must be within our reach." The ghost's tone is extremely fast, like a drowning man who has grasped a life-saving straw, and doesn't care about anything anymore,

John looked him up and down and said, "Okay, I'll give you another chance." ”

With that, he withdrew his wings and landed on the ground again.

"I'll ask you how much magic your tribe has right now."

The ghost smiled bitterly, things have developed to this point, and he also understands that in this game, he has lost the possibility of winning by losing his hole cards, sighs slightly, and said,

"The people of Guadora have lived in this place for more than a thousand years, during which there have been prosperity and decline, but the inheritance of magic has not been damaged, and the accumulation of various magic spells adds up to a lot, there are nearly a hundred,

But after decades of war, everything was gone, and the whites defeated us, wiped out the tribes, and destroyed our culture. At this point, he stopped, his dark green eyes flickering, obviously thinking of some bad memories,

"Many of the books on spells have disappeared, and I don't know if they were burned or looted, only a few bits and pieces remained."

"How much?" John asked,

The Wraith sighed and said, "There are only twelve complete spells left, six basic magics, four intermediate magics, and one each for high-level and legendary magics. ”

Hearing this, John frowned slightly, not hiding the disappointment on his face, but secretly calculated in his heart.

"In other words, the most you can give me is these twelve kinds of magic!"

The ghost nodded stiffly, worried in his heart, for fear that John would look down on this thing, and turned away directly, they exist in the form of spirits, they can't see the light, and they can't leave this place, and they can only use people outside to take revenge, but this is a well-known forbidden area for humans, except for those wizards with special purposes, no normal people dare to enter.

And wizards are precisely the creatures that the ghosts are most reluctant to provoke.

John pondered, and after thinking for a long time, he nodded slightly,

"Yes, I took this commission."

"That's great." The ghost was overjoyed, and when he heard John's words, he became sad again.

"However, you have to pay a part of the deposit upfront."