Standing in a grocery store with a delicate atmosphere, the seventh-order water system Grand Magus Gurandona. Frista felt that he must have recently bumped into an evil, and at least an evil from an archdemon lord like Hobbitus. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In order to have enough confidence to apply for a promotion from the Wizards' Guild, Grandona has spent a full seventy years researching how to improve the 'Great Torrent Healing', a seventh-level water magic. During this period, he experienced countless failures, until recently he finally had a premonition of success, once the improvement was successful, it would be a great achievement, and his promotion expression would be able to pass properly.

A few nights ago, this loyal elder had even begun to dream that he had advanced to the rank of Dharma Saint, was inducted into the Hall of Fame of the Magicians Association, received thousands of honors, and walked to the pinnacle of life! But just as he was dreaming about it, and he was still a little excited, his apprentices suddenly disappeared! Overnight, thirty-one full-fledged apprentices, one hundred and twenty-one apprentices, and a full one hundred and fifty-two people all disappeared!

The magic tower, which was originally quite lively, suddenly became empty, leaving him alone as an old man, looking at the one hundred and fifty-two letters on the table requesting to leave, speechless and speechless for a long time.

The more advanced the magic experiment, the more manpower is required, otherwise it would take countless hours just to prepare the hundreds or thousands of magic materials. Grundonna tried to find his apprentices, but strangely enough, they seemed to have vanished from the world, and even the Great Prophet of the Astrological Society could not find them.

"Your apprentices aren't in danger of their lives, it's just that I can't find them, I'm sorry." When he heard the words of the Great Prophet, Grundona was stunned, and even the Great Prophet said so, then something must have happened.

The previous apprentices are gone, so I'll recruit a new batch and retrain the head office. You must know that his civilian archmage Gurandona's mage tower is a holy place for learning for many years, and countless letters of study come like snowflakes every year. In order to recruit enough people as quickly as possible, he spent a lot of money on recruiting apprentices in Magic Weekly: Leap, and even shamefully used the slogan of friendship and hard work. But the strange thing is that this time he even waived the tuition requirements, and no one came to sign up! No one came to sign up, can you believe it?!

Grundona. Frista had been in the position of a seventh-level magician for a full hundred and twenty years, and every time he applied to the Magic Association for promotion, he was rejected for his insufficient contribution to the Magic Society. Of course, if he can casually take out more than 120 billion magic crystal coins and smash them on the face of the Magic Association, it is estimated that he will be promoted in minutes, but since this archmage can be called a civilian archmage, he can guess his approximate economic level.

Although Grundona does not need to be described as poor, after all, as one of the only twelve archmages of mankind, he has countless ways to make money. Otherwise, there would be no money for him to burn and do research, and he will do it for 70 years.

However, in any case, this Ceylonese magician-level figure has now been reduced to the point where he has to buy his own magic materials. Just when he was searching for a vital magical ingredient to no avail, a strange-looking grocery store appeared in front of his eyes.

Unlike all the other shops in the Ceylonese world that seek the ultimate in luxury, this grocery store looks like an ordinary shack, but the content of his sign presents an absolute contrast to its understated appearance.

If other ordinary people came, they might think that the big words written on this signboard were used to bluff people. However, the archmage who had a deep understanding of the power of magic could see at a glance how powerful this shop was. So deep, so full of mystery, just staring at it a few times, Grandona felt a slight shudder from the magical structure he had built into his soul.

By the time he came to his senses, he had already walked into the grocery store. There are only a few simple transparent glass cabinets and glass shelves in the store, which are filled with all kinds of strange bottles and cans. Although Grundona couldn't read the names on the bottles, the strange shape of the bottles and the esoteric text on them suggests that this was a shop that mainly sold potions.

A strangely dressed young man stood in the shop, arguing with his delicately shaped magician, at first in a language that Qurandona had never heard of, with a subtle but beautiful structure. But when the young man discovered himself, he suddenly changed to the pure accent of Ceylonese and asked his magician, "Don't you think this one looks like an older magician?" ”

Although the young man deliberately lowered his voice when he spoke, this disguise was useless to the Great Magus with keen five senses. Don't you think this one looks like an older magician? What is this called a problem? What do you mean by likeness, I am obviously so, and I am also a seventh-order great mage! Gurandona was tempted to proudly announce it to him, but the high-profile profile was not in his character, so he did not do so.

Since it's a shop that sells potions, and there's so much power behind it, there's probably that kind of material here. Grand Magister Grundona. Mr. Frista thought so, and then pretended not to hear the young man's words, looked at the young man who might be the store manager with a gentle attitude, and said, "Excuse me, do you have ancient wild dog feces for sale here?" ”

The moment he heard the older magician speak, Zhang Dacai was slightly startled, he was very sure that the other party was not using any language he knew, but strangely, he could understand what the other party said. However, without thinking much about it, Zhang Dacai attributed everything to the magic of the grocery store, but soon he was in trouble again.

Zhang Dacai greeted the old magician quietly on the surface, and said to the terminal anxiously: "What kind of ghost is the ancient wild dog?" Has a store manager ever sold this kind of thing before? ”

This was the first time Zhang Dacai had tried to communicate with the terminal in this way, and he was not sure about it at first, but it was obvious that for a grocery store created by God, this level of heart-to-heart dialogue was a piece of cake. On the surface, the terminal was as silent as Zhang Dacai, just a shimmer of light like breathing, but in the spiritual dialogue, he had already educated Zhang Dacai: "Are you stupid?" You agree here first, and then we find a world with that ancient wild dog to travel through, isn't it over! It doesn't matter if he's ever sold it before! ”

Zhang Dacai suddenly understood, hurriedly pretended to be thinking, and after thinking for a while, he looked at the old magician and said, "The poop of the ancient wild dog, it's not that I don't have this thing, but I can't give it to you for a while." ”

"It's the feces of an ancient wild dog." Grundona corrected, but then a flash of irrepressible surprise flashed across his old face, "Could it be that someone has already placed an order in your store?" ”

Isn't feces just poop, Zhang Dacai glanced at the older magician and said. However, he was worried that he couldn't think of a good excuse, but he didn't expect the other party to help him mention one, Zhang Dacai decisively borrowed the donkey from the slope, pretending to be embarrassed and nodded: "Yes, another gentleman has already booked it before you." But if you're not in a hurry, I can prepare another one for you in a month or so. ”

"Can you be accommodating?" Gurandona consciously lowered his posture and tried to discuss it with Zhang Dacai. It's been seventy years, so naturally he won't worry about this month any longer, but what Gurandona really cares about is what he has encountered in the past few years and the mysterious power hidden behind it.

"Hehehe." Zhang Dacai smiled slightly for a while, and then looked at Gurandona helplessly, "Unfortunately, I can't." ”

It's not that he doesn't want to be accommodating, but there is no stock in the warehouse, and if he doesn't give him time, how can he collect the shit of the ancient wild dog who doesn't know what the hell!

In the eyes of Grundona, this act has many implications for aiding and abusive. This person who ordered the ancient wild dog feces must be the mastermind behind his recent series of encounters, and if he is allowed to complete the experiment, his seventy years of hard work will be in vain! Grundona, who majored in water magic, isn't short-tempered, but this time, the tiger doesn't threaten you and I'm hellokitty!

The surging magic power in his body surged wildly, and in an instant, a slight chill condensed on his fingertips, and if there were people from other Ceylon worlds present, they would definitely be surprised to find that this old man actually instantly emitted a ray of silence! This is a sixth-level ice magic, and it belongs to the kind of extremely lethal power, but if the enemy is rubbed somewhere, if the hit part is not immediately chopped off, the deadly cold can freeze the whole person into an ice sculpture.

But before Grundona could threaten the young shopkeeper to obey his own arrangement, a certain great will suddenly watched all this. It was like a glance from the idle and bored god Ming Dynasty in this grocery store, and in just an instant, the magic power in his body showed signs of complete collapse!