"No—"

When Kimmz saw the black light that made him feel threatened, he cried out in pain. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info others may not know, but he still received the above hint. This Mark is the genius pharmacist Mark who restored the recipe of the primary induction potion.

The above asked him to focus on it, and he couldn't let him have an accident no matter what. After all, a pharmacist who is so rebellious has definitely made more than a thousand, or even ten thousand, of ordinary wizards to the wizarding world. Kimmz certainly understands this.

The dark shadow that rushed in before Kimmz suddenly changed its gaze, and rushed towards the black light in front of Mark like lightning. As soon as the hand was raised, a wind sounded, covering the black light.

"Quick!" the black shadow snorted, his hand strengthened, and the wind suddenly became several times faster, and finally came into contact with the black light before Mark. The black shadow stumbled and almost fell, and he quickly covered his lips with his hand, as if spurting out a mouthful of blood.

The strong wind touched the black light, causing the black light to dissipate, and the egg-sized black light was quickly reduced to the size of a quail egg. Seeing all this, Mark couldn't help but give a thumbs up to the black shadow in his heart, and hurriedly launched it, and he was able to come first, and reduced the black light of such power by about seventy percent, and his strength definitely surpassed that of Old Ham during the total victory.

Mark didn't know how many times Xie Yuxuan's necklace could be used for him, but he never liked to gamble with his life. Since the power of the black light has been reduced to only thirty percent, he has to resist no matter what.

The wizard shroud could no longer hold on, Mark cheered up, activated the Destruction Buff, brandished his sword, and squeezed all the battle energy out of his body:

"Kaishan-"

"Bang-" The sword snapped, and Mark could no longer hold on to his dragonman form, quickly turning back into his human form, and his body was thrown away again, slamming into the wall. The necklace hanging on his body exploded into dust with a "bang-" sound.

At this moment, the black shadow had easily restrained Old Ham in a weakened state, and a special chain tightly locked Old Ham's whole body.

Kimmz stepped forward to check on Mark first, and after making sure that Mark was not in danger of life for the time being, he came to Old Ham and quietly looked at this colleague who had been working together for more than ten years. The expression on his face changed several times and then said:

"Old Ham, why are you doing this?"

"......" Old Ham lowered his head and said nothing.

"Mark has no grievances with you, why should you-" Kiemz's face suddenly changed when he said this, "Are you the accomplice of that soul?"

"The soul is my own daughter!'s only daughter!" said Old Ham.

"Ah—I didn't expect you to be such a good old man, Old Ham, as a murderer without blinking!" Kimmz sighed and shook his head.

"I said I had never killed an innocent person with my own hands, would you believe me?" said Old Ham suddenly looked up.

Kimmz listened to Old Ham's words for a while, and opened his mouth but said nothing. Finally, he sighed again and walked out.

The shadow glanced at Mark who had fallen to the ground, and pulled Old Ham from his chain to follow Kimmz.

The next day, a piece of news caused an uproar throughout the Holy City, a dark wizard who had been hiding in the Holy City for more than a hundred years, not only was he promoted to a second-level dark wizard in the Holy City, but he also became a middle-level manager of the Holy City Management Office. The most eye-catching thing about this incident is the young man named Mark. As a newcomer who has been promoted to a full-fledged wizard for less than twenty years, it is simply unimaginable to be able to hold up in front of a powerful second-level dark wizard for ten minutes.

At this moment, Mark's name was really valued by some people, and it also began to attract the attention of some high-ranking members of the Holy Tower. And this time, there are very few people who actually come to the door to challenge Mark.

Some friends have sent messages of condolence. Even Linda, Helen and Jennia plan to come over and visit Mark. Xie Yuxuan also wanted to come, but the Holy Lord Xie Ran disagreed.

On this day, Mark took a whole floor at the Bertasl Hotel, the largest hotel in the Qinghuan neighborhood. The banquet included Linda, Helen, Jennia, Elaine, Stokes, and Song Cheng who came to visit him, as well as Kimmz, the director of the No. 36 Management Office, Chell, Noah and Isabel, the three vice-captains of the Qinghuan neighborhood, and a mysterious wizard wearing a silver mask and a black wizard's robe.

"You're all my friends, you're welcome today, eat and drink as much as you want, and have enough food!" Mark stood on the stage and said with a smile, although his face had regained some blood, but there was still a sense of exhaustion in his eyes, and the wounds on his soul had not yet recovered. If you want to be completely healed, I am afraid it will take more than half a year.

"Mark, won't you introduce us to a few beauties?" quipped Kimmz.

"Look how red Noah's face is. Even an old wizard like Chel is a little uncomfortable, haha-"

"Ahh......h

The banquet was very pleasant, and they were all wizards, whether they were friends, bosses, or subordinates, they all gave Mark face. Except for the mysterious black-robed wizard, everyone else was very open.

Linda, Helen and Jennya are three beautiful women who inject great energy into the banquet. And the climax of the banquet is when the food is served, all of which are extremely precious wizard ingredients. Even Helen and Song Cheng, who have seen the world, feel that this trip is worthwhile. And Elaine, Stokes, Noah and others from the bottom are even more devastated, and they can't wait for a few more mouths for themselves.

Watching everyone happily eating, drinking, and chatting, Mark apologized and the mysterious black-robed wizard stood up and walked to the balcony together.

"First of all, thank you for coming to the rescue that day. Mark smiled and waved his hand at him with his glass.

"This is an order from above, ordering me to save your life at all costs. The black-robed wizard's hoarse voice replied.

"I don't know if it's convenient to tell me your name?"

"I'm sorry, the dark wizard doesn't have a name to the outside world, only a code name!"

"Then may I ask your code name—"

"Code name thirty-nine!"

"Uh—Mr. Thirty-Nine?" asked Mark with a moment's hesitation.

"You can call me that!"

"Then Mr. Thirty-Nine, thank you very much for accepting my invitation to my banquet!" Mark raised his glass.

"I'm not here to attend your so-called banquet!"

"And what is your purpose?" asked Mark curiously.

"This is a Dark Wizard application form. If you are interested in this, please fill it out and give it to me. With that, Thirty-Nine pulled out a piece of demonized parchment and handed it to Mark.

"Dark wizard?" Mark's eyes lit up.

"Also, before you make a decision, I still need to say something that needs to be reminded of you, as is customary. First of all, no more than three hundred wizards in the entire Holy Tower have received this application form in five hundred years. And after removing the refusals, as well as the wizards who failed the mission, there are less than thirty people who have actually become a member of the Dark Wizard Organization. ”

"Secondly, after becoming a dark wizard, although the resources are endless, the mortality rate is also extremely high, and so far there is no precedent for a dark wizard to be promoted to a fourth-level wizard in the Ice Plains Holy Tower. ”

After Thirty-Nine finished speaking, Mark waited for a moment and asked, "That's all?"

"That's all!"

"I have another question, what are the tasks that the dark wizards usually receive?"

"The missions posted in the Holy City Mission Hall are generally divided into normal missions, advanced missions, dangerous missions and death missions. On top of these four types of missions, there is actually another type of mission, which we call nightmare missions. This kind of nightmare quest is done by us dark wizards. ”

Mark nodded: "Is there a limit to the number of tasks that can be completed?"

"Yes! Complete at least one Nightmare quest every hundred years. You are free to move around during no missions, but you will need to be at your disposal at all times. As a dark wizard, there is never absolute freedom. ”

"This—" Mark hesitated when he heard this. There is no freedom to contradict his ideas.

Seeing Mark's hesitation, Thirty-Nine suddenly smiled:

"In fact, after completing the task, there is basically nothing for you to do, and there is very little time when you can be used. For example, saving you this time is a very simple dispatch, and it is also because of your importance that I will be used. Such sorties are not only infrequent, but also free from any danger. After a long time, you get used to it, so you don't have to worry. ”

"Okay! I'm willing to join!" Mark glanced at the application form in his hand and signed his soul seal without hesitation.

"Very good!" Thirty-Nine nodded approvingly, "Although I am very optimistic about you, and I personally am very sure of your strength, but before you can really join us, you still have to complete a mission to prove your combat strength." ”

As he spoke, Thirty-Nine put away Mark's application form and handed over another piece of parchment again:

"Watsonch, known as the butcher. He got his name from the slaughter of eleven cities during his more than 300 years as a wizard. A first-level liquefied consummation wizard may break through to a second-level wizard at any time. Recently we prophesied that witchcraft had detected his lair, at the junction of the Ice Plains Sacred Tower, the Northern Snow Holy Tower, and the Martial Sanctuary - the Doridos Mountains. ”

"Kill Watson and come back with his head. You're one of our dark wizards!"

Speaking of this, Thirty-Nine thought for a while and said, "The Dark Wizard's promotion mission is generally more difficult than the death mission, but it is easier than the nightmare-level mission. You can grasp the specifics yourself, anyway, there are ten years. You just have to do it in ten years. ”

Marco carefully read the parchment, and except for Watsonch's soul breath, it did not show the specific location of Watsonch's lair, but only gave a general range. However, with this range, it is not difficult for a wizard to find another wizard's lair.

"I see! No problem!" Mark put away the parchment and touched it with Thirty-Nine with his glass, "Cheers!"

"Cheers! I wish you a speedy completion of your mission and become one of us!" Thirty-nine gulped down the wine in the glass and casually set the glass aside.

"It's done, it's time for me to go. Hopefully we'll see each other again in the future!"

With that, Thirty-Nine left the balcony and walked straight out of the restaurant. (To be continued.) )