The third in line to the throne of the most famous dark wizard family in the North, Brian Messing uses the magic of apparition to run wild across the desert snowy fields. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Although he had previously declared to Ovgar Silverfang that he wanted to spread important information to the underworld, and he couldn't wait to leave, the cunning dark wizard never went far.

Brian Messing witnessed his friend's death at the hands of "Rez the Mage", and he was terrified, or rather, frightened by the unscathed "Lu Bin".

After all, Ofgar Silverfang's final counterattack was so powerful that Brian Messing couldn't bear it, but "Mage Rez" not only withstood it, but also collected Ofgar Silverfang's body as if nothing happened.

That kind of calm confidence, the serenity of raising your hands and feet, as if doing a very ordinary little thing in daily life, scared the dark wizard who knew the true strength of Ovgar Silver Fang enough.

Later, it didn't take long for Brian Messing to discover that "Mage Rez" seemed to have placed an arcane mark on himself, purposefully tracing his own footprints.

"See the undead! There's nothing unusual about me. ”

The dark wizard hurriedly cast the illusion of transformation magic on himself, transforming into a puff of gray-black smoke, and the snow on the ground flew towards the nearest secret stronghold.

He didn't know that he was not secretly tracked by Lu Bin, but that the battle between the two sides was not over, and Brian Messing's hostility towards "Mage Rez" had not completely disappeared, which exposed his whereabouts to Lu Bin's vision.

At the same time, Lu Bin concentrates on controlling the clone of the clones, riding the summoned creature "Wasteland Howling Wolf" to run wild on the snowfield, and finds that the distance between him and the target is not only not shortened, but constantly extended.

"I know that I always find my shortcomings when it matters most. Now I don't have a spell card that resembles a group flight, or a high-speed beast that can be used to walk, otherwise how could I have allowed the dark wizard Brian Messing to slip out of sight?"

Lu Bin was silent and didn't say a word, letting the howling wolf of the wasteland chase him on the snowfield, mixed with the cold wind of fine snowflakes, making a terrible scream in his ears, and the ice and snow hit his face like a red-hot sharp knife.

"As much pain I bear, I have to inflict the same damage on my opponent!"

Lu Bin persuaded himself to persevere, in order to conserve his strength, he could only lower his body as much as possible, and even had to reach out and wrap his arms around the neck of the Wasteland Howler - there were some embarrassing air leaks before, but after the promotion, the negative energy repaired all the wounds.

Brian Messing's secret stronghold is a manor mill owned by Blackwater, which is run by a widower trusted by the common people. He was once an excellent warrior, but unfortunately he was injured during the pioneer period, cursed by depraved magic, and lost thirty years of life, as well as his youth.

Such a person would be recruited by the dark wizard who had hurt him, and developed into a "façade" of a secret stronghold, beyond the common sense that ordinary people could understand, so it was very safe until Lu Bin followed Brian Messing's trail and kicked open the main entrance of the mill.

The inside of the mill was full of dust and smoke, and it was impossible to see the environment inside, so Lu Bin did not hesitate to summon the moon well, blessed the wasteland howling wolf, and then ordered it to attack.

I saw a cold black shadow burst in, and there was immediately a muffled sound of fists hitting flesh, crisp bone cracks, and irrepressible wails.

Through the Book of the Brigade Mage, Lu Bin determined that the dark wizard was inside, and the other party's tragic injuries had not healed, but he was worried that this mill could become a foothold for Brian Messing, and it might have been manipulated by him or the Messing family behind him, so he did not step into it rashly.

"Mills! wheat, flour...... Hey! I remembered that even if I didn't have to go in, I could force the Dark Wizard Brian Messing out. ”

He immediately ordered the howling wolf of the wasteland to let go of the spoils in his hands, and with a wave of his sharp claws, he tore open all the flour bags inside the mill, and raised as much dust as he could.

The undead who only obeyed Lu Bin's orders immediately let go of their right hand and let the owner of the mill fall to the ground softly, and then the howling wolf of the wasteland wreaked havoc in the mill according to the master's instructions, like a sudden gust of wind.

Brian Messing hid in his room on the second floor of the mill, repairing his lost left shoulder with his carefully raised venomous snakes, but unfortunately the change of seasons and climate made the snakes suffering from hibernation to varying degrees languish, even if they sprinkled the secret medicine that stimulated the snake's nature, it did not improve much.

Poisonous snakes opened their mouths to bite the wound on Brian Messing's lost left shoulder, and with a few twists and flicks of their slick and cold bodies, they were assimilated into muscular tentacles by terrifying magic, entangled with each other to fill the lost part of the dark wizard's body.

The shoulders, arms, and arms gradually took shape, followed by the crucial forearm and the five fingers of the left hand, but the movement below the mill was too great for Brian Messing to feel the danger again.

"What's the matter? I'm so weak, and even an undead creature can make me feel scared?"

The Dark Wizard was puzzled, but he could no longer repair his body with peace of mind, and he had to act immediately to nip any threat in the bud.

Just as Brian Messing stretched out his hand to push away the clay pot full of poisonous snakes and was about to go downstairs to clean up the howling wolf in the wasteland in one go, Lu Bin, who had been waiting for a long time, felt that the dust concentration in the mill was large enough, and his left hand immediately reached into the pocket containing the money and took out a handful of rusty copper coins.

"Debris scattering!"

Instead of aiming at the Dark Wizard coming downstairs, he caused the copper coins to collide with each other and create sparks that ignited the dust of sufficient concentration.

When dozens of copper coins were shot into the mill, Brian Messing suddenly felt a deadly danger coming, and he didn't think about how it happened, he directly activated the magic of apparition, preparing to escape this secret stronghold that had been created with great difficulty.

Unfortunately, his reaction speed was a little slower, and the sparks from the collision of dozens of coins against each other were enough to ignite a cloud of dust that was so dense that he couldn't see his fingers in a small mill.

"Boom...... Boom"

Orange-red flames appeared in an instant, blooming dead flowers in every corner of the mill, and the aftermath of this power flew over the dark wizards who were ready to cast their magic on the stairs.

Brian Messing, who had been enveloped in dust, couldn't even perform the phantom transformation in a hurry, and the flame blast pressed him to the wooden plank of the staircase, and the dust on his body burned violently due to the distance friction.

The hot flames burned from the Dark Wizard's mouth and nose into his throat, lungs, and even through Brian Messing's chest due to his peculiar constitution.

"No ......"

The dark wizard let out the last cry of his life, he did not expect that he would die so aggrieved, so unworthy of death.

At the same time, Lu Bin, who was standing outside the mill, heard the sound of the explosion, and immediately took a few steps back to stand at a safe distance, and after a while, he saw the simple windmill mill like a fire-breathing dragon, spitting out billowing flames in all directions.

Windows, attic skylights, and open doors are the best channels for catharsis, not only the scorched ground, but also the cracks torn open by violent explosions.

Lu Bin hurriedly opened the Book of Brigade Mages, and under the battle mark of the two crossed swords, it was shown that the name of the dark wizard Brian Messing was painted with blood, and then quickly disappeared into nothingness.

"The battle is over! ”

Later, the blackened Wasteland Howling Wolf slowly dragged the two corpses out according to Lu Bin's order. Previously, it had been blessed by the moonfire of the Moon Well, and had an additional 50% life limit, so it relied on this advantage to resist the terrifying lethality of dust explosions.

"Even you are so badly wounded! It seems that the explosion at the mill just now is definitely no less powerful than the four-ring arcane and flameburst, which is really an unexpected gain. ”

Lu Bin opened the Book of the Traveling Mages and summoned a passage to the Buried Bones, causing the mortal Howler to throw both corpses into it, and then he summoned the undead into the Paradise of Death.

At the same time, the most famous dark wizard family in the North, the Messing family with the Black Scepter - the base camp of top secret, confidential location, and secret location, following the fall of the most talented "evil eye", the candle flame of the third heir in line was also extinguished by fate.

Standing at the apex of the Dark Wizard World, Wolfgar Messing, who has the title of "Dark Lord", is also a shadow boss standing at the apex of the Northern Underground World, reaching out and stroking the deeply sunken hammer mark in the middle of his chest, and sighed helplessly.

Even in the heyday of the elemental tides, Wolfgar Messing's Black Scepter was no match for Thor's Tyrese, let alone his current injury, and it was hard to say whether he would be able to sustain a fierce bloody revenge.

"Give up the withered heart and use the core refined by the magic essence to propel this decaying body!, Honorable Dark Lord Highness, this is the only way out. ”