After Bai Jiade dissipated the summoned creatures, he glanced at the bald mage in the distance, chuckled, forgiving the enemy and not daring to attack at this time, and then entered the walled city, found the star fruit and them, and quietly glanced at Xiao Loren, and found that he was only unconscious, and there was no harm, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Then after the narration and supplementation of Xingguo and Knight Johnny, he learned everything on their way, and said slowly: "This may be the lord to verify some things, right? Don't mind, presumably the lord will be back soon, and when the time comes, you will report to him about your affairs." ”

The three people in the room were all silent for a moment, Xing Xingguo was also nodding, and in her heart, she still thought about Bai Jiade's words, but she couldn't say anything.

After Bai Jiade asked for some news, he had already prepared food and a place to rest, so that they could have a good rest.

Walking out of the gate and seeing a busy defensive city around him, Bai Jiade chuckled and returned to his room.

In the evening, the gray-robed mage appeared from the dense forest with a gloomy expression, returned to the walled city, ignored no one, and entered his room, even if Bai Jiade appeared next to him, he didn't look at it.

Late at night, Marcas, as the lord of the walled city, led the warriors and knights back from the lumberyard in the distance, and called the knights around Bai Jiade, as well as the assassin Jack and the knight Johnny, to understand in great detail what had happened in the past two days.

Then, Marcus quietly approached the sleeping room of little Loren, and did not enter it, but stood outside the room, quietly perceiving the energy fluctuations in the house.

And around the sleeping little Loren's body, waves of gentle and gentle fluctuations were slowly and forcefully emitting outward, and waves of purity, without the slightest evil aura, the dark force slowly emerged from the void of heaven and earth, surrounding Xiao Loren's body, and even filling the entire room.

Marcus came quietly, sensing the energy fluctuations in the room, and the worried expression in his heart disappeared, revealing a satisfied smile, even a happy smile, and quietly left again.

"It seems that what the teacher said is indeed true. Although the power of the thousand-year-old curse of the Xavier family was forcibly extracted by Luo Ren, the power of the law in the underworld still felt the existence of Luo Ren's bloodline, and the dark power attached to it, but the dark power at this time was not the evil and weird dark power in the original thousand-year curse, but the most original dark force between heaven, earth and the universe.

As long as you find the right way, this kind of favor of the dark force will not only be harmless, but it will definitely be smoother on the path of cultivating spells. What's more, hearing what Johnny said, the strong soul power that little Loren burst out in the shadow world directly tore apart all the enemy's spells and monsters, if this situation is true, it is really a great genius.

Luo Ren, Luo Ren, in order to survive, you did not hesitate to smash Galen's soul that day, invaded and robbed the soul, and smashed Galen's original soul power, and now I didn't expect that you still have blood heirs to survive. Don't worry, I will teach him well, let him become a real great mage, and even a legendary spellcaster, when the time comes, hum, let your father and son fight. See how you handle yourself?"

Marcus sneered fiercely in his heart, with a hint of hideousness in his expression.

Marcus returned here, and naturally all the rights were returned to his hands, and as soon as the next morning dawned, the bald mage sent a letter to him.

Marcus opened the envelope, read it carefully, and was silent for a long time, and then said to the person who delivered the letter: "I know, you can go back." I'll contact your lord again. ”

When the person came out, Marcas waved his hand, and a flash of fire burst out, completely burning the envelope and paper in his hand into ashes, and his face became iron-blue, and he whispered to himself: "Alchemist Bai Jiade, it is so deeply hidden." If it weren't for Blake, a little bald head, who wrote to me in person, I really wouldn't have seen that the spell you used was actually a death rune of the ancient arcane empire.

Hehe, it's ridiculous that when I listened to the report yesterday, I still thought in my heart that these spells of yours were spells similar to sorcery? Hehehe, but you are only a wild mage with no roots, how can you use the knowledge and skills of such an ancient arcane empire. No, at present, I need to inform the teacher, check your background well, and it is best to inform the teacher as well, the inheritor of the puppet demon god bloodline actually appeared here, there must be some conspiracy?"

As soon as Marcus finished talking to himself, he took out a scroll with a delicate and perfect shape, wrote all the information he knew in beautiful elven language, and finally wrote down his request to inquire about Bai Jiade.

After writing this delicate scroll, after carefully inspecting it, he found that there were no mistakes or omissions, and a ball of fire suddenly rose in his hand, directly burning this scroll to ashes.

At the same time, in the depths of the continent, in the center of the ruling territory of the Mage Council of the Seven-Color Alliance, inside a certain mage tower, on a huge crystal wall, lines of beautiful words appeared, and a low-level mage who had been waiting quietly beside him found this situation, and immediately stepped forward, carefully copied the words on the crystal wall, and after comparing it three times, he found that there was no slightest mistake or omission or change, and sent it to the place where the master of the mage tower experimented, and sent this blank language scroll containing information to the master of the mage tower。

Marcus exhaled softly, relieved the tension and excitement in his heart, walked out of the door, and said slowly: "Go and invite Mr. Bai Jiade here, I have something to discuss with him." ”

One of the warriors next to him bowed down and took the order, and soon returned.

"What are you talking about, that guy from Bai Jiade is not in his room?" Marcus said suddenly, looking very surprised, and silently pondered in his heart: "Could it be that this guy is very careful, and when he finds something wrong, he immediately escapes." ”

"Go, ask, and see who last saw Mr. White?" Marcus waved his hand and told them to go down and investigate.

The result was quickly delivered, and the result was that someone finally saw the alchemist Bai Jiade enter his room and never came out again.

Hearing that this was the result, Marcas's complexion changed, this is his territory, not to mention the invisible magic circle that shrouds the entire walled city, even if there is no magic circle, with his own ability, he actually let people slip away silently, this situation makes Marcas's heart chaotic.

"My lord, my lord, it's not good..." Just as Marcas's mind was in a mess, a voice suddenly came.

Marcas's heart tightened, and he immediately spoke: "Who is making a loud noise, tell me, what's going on?"

This person rushed over, it was the hunter in the local walled city, walked to the front of Marcas's room, did not dare to enter, that is, outside the house, and said respectfully: "Little Master Loren is gone..."

"What are you talking about??" Marcus was startled, his figure flashed, and he came to the front of this Orion, lifted it up, and asked loudly, his eyes flashed with a fierce light, containing a trace of violent murderous intent, and said coldly.

"My lord, it's true. The little girl of Xingguo found it, she has already caught up, and met me on the way, let me come back quickly and tell you, and follow the marks she left with the staff, and maybe you can still find it. Orion was frightened by the enraged Marcas, and stammered before being put down.

"Well, you dare to do it. Since the little girl chased after her, let's go over immediately. Johnny, lead the knight with me. When he had finished speaking, Marcus pointed to the hunter and said, "Go down and get your prize." ”

Marcas led the five knights, without saying much, after the team was assembled, after a command, the six people were wrapped in a strong wind, and rushed into the forest with a light expression, found the mark left by the star fruit on the tree or the opposite side, and chased and killed it.

They soon came to a small waterfall, and at this time, they found the star fruit and little Loren who was being held into a deep sleep.

"How's it going, aren't you?" Marcas walked up to Xingguo, who looked dazed, and asked in a low voice, picking up little Loren by the way and examining it carefully.

"It's okay, we're all fine!" Xingguo saw that it was Marcus, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said slowly, but he still thought about what Bai Jiade had just said:

"We are all members of the destiny of this world, inheriting the knowledge and power of the ancient arcane empire, don't underestimate yourself, this world is very big, but our strength and future status will be even greater, I hope you and me, we work together to change this world and change our future. The future must belong to us, the patrons of destiny. ”

These voices were like rumbling thunder, hovering in her head, lingering.

"What's wrong with you? were you injured by the enemy, or were you mentally attacked by the enemy?" Marcas saw Xingxingguo's face in a trance, his expression was not belonging, and he said in a low voice, his tone was mixed with a trace of spiritual power, which was equivalent to a slap in the head, and he suddenly sobered up Xingxingguo.

"No, sir, I'm fine. It was the alchemist Bai Jiade, who quietly stole the young master Loren, and I found out and chased him here. Xingguo said in a low voice.

"Sure enough, it's this bastard, after the next meeting, I won't let him go!Hmph..." Marcas snorted coldly and said slowly, although he was full of anger, but there was no real killing intent, because the knowledge in Bai Jiade's brain was too precious.

"He asked me to say something to you!" Xingguo said cautiously as he looked at Marcas's face.

"Oh, what does he want to tell me?" said Marcus slowly, with a moving expression.

"He said..." Xingguo hesitated very much, glanced at Marcas, and then lowered his head and said slowly: "He said, if you continue to trouble him, he will steal Young Master Loren, so that you will never be able to take revenge again, and you will not be able to solve your hatred." He said he would come back to you in the future, and those things might be handed over to you. ”

"This person actually threatens me?" Marcus snorted coldly, his face unpleasant, and then he whispered: "You dare to come to me, I want to see if he dares to come." ”

After Marcus finished speaking, he returned to the walled city with everyone, not only so that Xingguo would never leave Little Loren's side, but also sent a knight to protect Little Loren at all times.

And the fact that Marcus had gone out during the day and returned in the afternoon was soon placed on the table of Blake, the bald mage in the caravan camp.

After burning the paper full of confidential information to ashes, the bald mage Blake looked at the walled city in the distance and whispered, "It's really a spirit, it's quite fast." Otherwise, Marcus and I would have eaten everything in your mind, but now we can't.

This matter must be reported to the teacher, but before that, it is better to face the tide of goblin otherworldly beasts. According to the information prompt, the number of beast tides from the other world this time is very large, and Marcus refuses to take refuge in the big city, so it must be very stressful to rely on such a small walled city to defend against the wave of goblin monsters that will appear in the wilderness all the time. ”

"Someone!" the bald mage handed a written letter to his men and sent it to Marcas.

Marcas opened the envelope, read it carefully, and said in a low voice: "You actually want to enter my walled camp, aren't you afraid that I will use the formation to swallow all your people in one bite, eat them dry, and digest all your supplies?"

The visitor smiled and said, "My lord, you are really joking. There are teachers behind the two mages, and this time we are ordered to mobilize resources, whether it is people or materials, they are all for you. ”

"Hahaha, you're right. Since Blake wants to enter my walled city, then I am more than welcome. After all, in the wilderness, in the face of the wave of monsters of the goblins in another world, one more person is one more strength. You go back and tell your lords, I agree, let them move, get in here as soon as possible, join the defense, and move everything in. Marcus said with a smile, and a thick pillar of light full of seven-colored light appeared from the void behind him, like a peacock, swaying slightly, stirring up the energy fluctuations around him, making the faces of the visitors change slightly, full of a trace of surprise and awe of the power that Marcus possesses.

"Yes, my lord, when I go back, I will definitely tell us the news. The person who came said slowly, and then slowly retreated with a respectful expression under the movement of Marcas's hand.

When the man returned to the caravan camp and said everything word for word, the bald mage pondered for a moment before speaking slowly: "This bastard is really arrogant, but I won't make a small move with him before resisting the wave of monsters from another world, in that case, then give the order, everyone act now and prepare to enter the walled city of Mage Marcus." ”

"Yes, sir!" the man said slowly, withdrawing.

As soon as the man left, the priest of the god of plagues and calamities entered the bald mage's room and asked to his face: "You are so stupid that you really plan to enter the walled city of Marcas, you are giving the grip of your weapon to the enemy, you really want to die." ”

The bald mage's face was cold, and the priest who looked at the gods smiled coldly, didn't speak, turned his head directly, and brushed his sleeves away.

"Damn, you godless fellow, mages are all damned hypocrites and unbelievers. When you die, you will be cursed by the gods and will fall into the abyss and hell, and you will suffer the scorching and suffering of the boundless fire for a thousand years, ten thousand years. The priest of the gods turned pale, and his heart roared with curse.

"Honor the gods because they are powerful, and their power is for themselves. But why should I respect you, you are nothing more than a villain who sows discord. It also deserves to be greeted with a smile on my face. If you don't respect you, you don't respect the gods, this is a stealing concept, hum, it's just a fool. You also deserve to be compared to the gods?" The bald mage outside the room, although he didn't see it with his own eyes, but his perception felt the iron blue face of the god priest and the resentment in his eyes, but he didn't care, and smiled coldly:

"In the land of the mage, how can there be the intervention of your god priest?

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