Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Young Man in the Black Cloak (Ask for Collection)

The street was empty, and Fang Ze finally felt that something was wrong. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoThen, from the streets and alleys, a group of black people suddenly rushed out, and instantly surrounded Fang Ze.

Fang Ze was at the center of them. And Maka, who had met not long ago and kowtowed and begged for mercy, slowly walked in from the crowd around Fang Ze. The appearance of being arrogant, coupled with the fat of the body, is very disgusting.

"Young man, we're meeting again!How about getting the money out?" said Maca, stroking her mustache.

Fang Ze shook his head and let out a long sigh. I didn't expect to provoke the landlord here as soon as I came here, and it seems that a good life won't last long.

"If you want to fight, come here!" Fang Ze didn't want to talk nonsense, and shouted.

It is foolish to argue with the wicked that the wicked man wants you to die in the first place, and if you want to reason with him, how can he listen?

"It's a big mouth, give it to me, beat him to pieces!" Maca shouted angrily. The people around him immediately rushed forward and rushed towards Fang Ze's vital place together.

A group of people who were pressed by the black, the speed was really not covered, and suddenly more than a dozen hands stretched out towards Fang Ze. Fang Ze was not in a hurry, squatted down violently to accumulate strength, and then quickly jumped out of the crowd.

In the air, due to the strong wind when falling, Fang Ze's cloak covering his head was blown away. With the inertia of his body, Fang Ze stepped on a person's head and kicked that person out a long way.

As soon as they landed, the others attacked again. Fang Ze turned around and covered his body with a cloak, and then shook his hand suddenly, and a ball of flame was thrown out of Fang Ze's hand directly, so frightened that the group of people who surrounded him suddenly fell to the ground.

After the flames, Fang Ze stood in place, but those people were half-lying on the ground one by one, with a frightened look on their faces.

Small fire magic, primary magic, mostly used to make fire, life support magic, the temperature is not high, and there is no substantial attack power.

"You...... What are you...... What a witch!" "Maca was half-lying on the ground, her face pale, and she was visibly frightened.

"If you don't want to die, get out of here!" Fang Ze said ruthlessly, not intending to answer Maca's question.

As soon as Fang Ze's words fell, those people lying on the ground instantly pulled their legs and ran, including Maca, who also fell and ate when he ran.

Fang Ze waited until they were all far away, and then stretched out the hand that had just thrown out the flame, and there was a trace of fire on it. One word, it hurts!

That's because the divine power is not well controlled, and the divine power is overflowing, which leads to the result of magic going berserk. Although the magic was used normally, Fang Ze's hand was burned most directly. It hurts!

"You can't even control a little magic, it's really a waste!" The Evil Emperor's mocking voice sounded in Fang Ze's ears out of thin air.

"You can't blame me for this, I've practiced hundreds or thousands of times, and I feel a sense of accomplishment when I can use it. Fang Ze shrugged his shoulders and said, "Besides, aren't these fools also scared away?"

"You can only use this little magic to bluff this group of pig-like people. Anyway, the opportunity is given to you, and it is your own choice how to do it. The Evil Emperor said with a straight face, his tone revealing Fang Ze's dissatisfaction and indifference.

Fang Ze sighed. He knows what the evil emperor says, and it is up to him to decide whether to die or live.

It's just that this magic is really ignorant to Fang Ze, a little white. It's the same as instilling a certain theoretical knowledge and suddenly asking you to do it but you can't do it.

Magic is not a thing of this world after all. This world was created by God, and He was also created by God, and everything was given by God. Although, he was very reluctant to admit it.

Fang Ze covered his head with his cloak again, turned around and left here.

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In the main city of the Tahe tribe, Maca is reporting to the leader of the Tahe tribe, Rare, about what happened to her today. It's a horror for Maca, but it's a surprise for Riel.

"But is it true?" Riel asked Mar with an expectant look on his face.

"True, chief! The man threw his hand and threw out fire, and the brethren were terrified. Fortunately, he didn't seem to hurt anyone's heart and let us go. Maca replied in detail.

The corners of Rare's mouth suddenly grinned, and he walked out the door, shouting, "Listen, all the people who have fallen, find me a young man in a black cloak, and come back to report as soon as you find it!

With Riel's order, the whole tribe was boiling. This was the first time that the leader of the Tahe tribe had said that he was looking for someone.

Who was that man? A young man in a black cloak would come out of thin air? And just like that, the news spread ten, ten, ten, hundreds, and the whole Tahe knew about it, and then the whole city was looking for this man.

This person is naturally Fang Ze. At this moment, he has left the city-state of the Tahe tribe to pay attention in the wild.

Although he really wanted to sleep in bed normally and eat the food he bought with money, Fang Ze felt that he was too wasteful because of the evil emperor's words. So, after that, he wandered around for a while and went out into the wilderness.

Sitting under the tree, Fang Ze held a branch in his hand and scratched around on the ground, and magic arrays of different sizes and patterns appeared in front of Fang Ze's eyes. Keep in mind the magic circle, this is a must-have for magicians.

Fang Ze can only use some elementary small magic now, and those magic are not out of the auxiliary life, and he has no ability to fight. But Fang Ze had a voice in his heart telling him that these were all indispensable foundations, and nothing less would work.

Everything is from small to big, from low to high!

"It's not very easy to use your brain, but you can still put your mind to a solid foundation of magic. The Evil Emperor's voice flickered in Fang Ze's ears from time to time, and Fang Ze just plucked out his ears and ignored the past.

I don't have a talent for this thing in the first place, and if I don't bother to practice, I really don't dare to think that he Fang Ze can reach the intermediate level, let alone the legendary ground level.

Magicians are not available in this world, which is a great advantage for Fang Ze. If this advantage is expanded, Fang Ze is definitely an existence against the sky in this world, just like a god.

Compare to God and surpass God. This was Lucifer's idea in the past, and now, it is his Fang Ze's idea.

Holy Winged Angel, magic, these two transcendent powers allowed Fang Ze to get them, and he wanted to rely on these two to become the world's pinnacle existence.

Of course, you still have to deal with this vicious curse on your body first.

Crimson Cross, kills people and destroys souls, and takes away their lives. Who planted such a vicious curse?

Fang Ze had asked the Evil Emperor, but its answer was that it didn't know either. In addition to knowing the knowledge of magic, it also has some vague memories of remembering that it is called the Evil Emperor.

One thing is that it is the guardian beast of this magic staff.

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