The Beast Trainer is a very special being. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It first existed in circuses, domesticated monsters for use as shows, and was later developed into a separate profession by a legendary wizard.

Unlike the Blood Crystal Wizards on the Dragon Continent, the power of the Beast Tamer comes from domesticated magical beasts.

Beast tamers can establish contact with demonic beasts in secret methods and gain power from domesticated demonic beasts.

In a way, the Beast Tamer can be called a Friend of Warcraft.

This is a natural opposite to the Blood Crystal Wizards who rely on hunting demonic beasts to extract blood preparations, resulting in the beast tamers on the Dragon En Continent being curbed from the moment they appeared.

To this day, the animal trainer has become a distant legend.

Therefore, even if Bednu swore by it, Wren did not have much hope.

But this time he miscalculated.

Bednu is not lying!

He took out a crumpled notebook from his bosom and handed it to Wren: "Master, everything about the animal tamer is written down in it." ”

Slowly breathing a sigh of relief, there was a rare mixture of loneliness in his tone: "This is what my grandfather left behind, and he is the last animal tamer...... My father didn't want me to live that kind of life in the shadows, so he never taught me, only gave it to me when he was dying. ”

Wren looked down at the notebook made of some kind of animal skin, and when he saw the words in it, he frowned slightly, and a strange color flashed on his face.

Bednu became frightened: "All what I say is true, but I don't know the text of this record......"

Wren glanced at him strangely, waved his hand, and said, "I understand." ”

Got it?

Bednu breathed a sigh of relief and became confused at the same time. He rolled his eyes, saw Wren looking at the book seriously, and secretly wondered if the other party knew the words in it?

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed through his mind.

He still remembered what his father said at the beginning, saying that this was the text of the Wizard Continent, could it be ......

Bednu didn't guess wrong, Wren did know the writing of the Wizarding Continent.

The linguistic basis of spell witchcraft is the lingua franca of the Wizarding Continent. Heidi had taught Wren this script when she first taught Wren from memory. Girourum had systematically instilled that written message into Wren's consciousness.

Therefore, Wren was no stranger to the text in this "Beast Tamer's Handbook", and he could read it in its entirety.

After only looking at it for a short while, he was fascinated by the content.

The one-eyed elf cat was horrified to find that its power was imprisoned, but it struggled more and more fiercely.

Wren held it up in front of Bednu, "Is there any way to keep the family talking?"

Bednu pointed to the one-eyed elf cat's tail: "Inputting mental power into the third joint of its tail can make it unconscious." ”

The one-eyed elf cat seemed to understand Bednu's words, baring its teeth at him, its long tail writhing incessantly.

Wren unceremoniously tugged at its tail and found that the bones in its tail were indeed made up of knots.

He quickly found the third bone joint of the one-eyed elf cat, and a wisp of spiritual power submerged into it, and he immediately felt the one-eyed elf cat's body tremble and fell unconscious.

Wren looked at Bednu in surprise, "Looks like you know a lot about it." ”

Bednu smiled bitterly: "Although I don't like the life of an animal trainer like my father, because of my family, I know more about Warcraft than others, so I ......"

"So you got into the business of selling monsters?" Wren replied for him.

Bednu nodded awkwardly.

Wren shrugged noncommittally: "Take me to the nearest city." ”

"Yes, master. Bednu has adapted to the relationship.

He was familiar with the place, and it wasn't long before he left the jungle with Wren and came to a small and bustling town.

The bustling crowd in the city made Wren feel inexplicably afraid.

As for the one-eyed elf cat he carried in his hand, most people didn't recognize it, and even some guessed ones wouldn't believe that this sloppy man would hunt such a terrifying monster.

Bednu wore the secret weapon that Wren gave him to conceal his mental power, and explained this place in detail to Wren all the way.

This small city, called Bobin City, is only a little more than fifty kilometers away from the city of Gunina.

As he walked down the street, he occasionally heard idlers talking about the nighttime fire in the city of Gulina.

These voices penetrated into his ears, making him feel a little dazed, and the crimson of his eyes continued to float.

His spirits sank inexorably.

Bednu noticed Wren's anomaly and looked genuinely terrified.

After finding a hairdresser to clean up his weedy hair, shaving off the stubble on his face, and changing into a new underwear, he was draped in a gorgeous and simple robe taken out of the spatial ring, and Wren finally stopped looking as decadent as before.

Seeing the table full of food go into Wren's mouth, Bednu swallowed, wondering how long this mysterious and powerful wizard had been hungry.

"It's still the food of the human world. Wren burped and patted his belly in satisfaction.

Bednu looked a little hairy, and was about to speak, when suddenly Wren frowned.

A tingling and cold sensation suddenly came from Wren's arm.

He looked down and saw that the curse mark left by Amos had become darker and darker, and a mysterious feeling came from it.

Bednu's words stuck in his throat, and then Wren rolled up his sleeves, revealing a dark black mark.

He was stunned at first, feeling that the mark seemed somewhat familiar, and soon remembered where he had seen it.

"Dark Wizard Society, you've fallen under the Dark Wizard's curse!" Bednu exclaimed.

This sentence made the noisy tavern quiet, and several men with big shoulders and round waists got up to teach this yelling guy a lesson, in fact, these people had long been eyeing these two guys with a lot of money.

Others retreated in horror towards the door.

The crowd in the tavern split into two parts in an instant.

Some of them fled to the door like the plague god, and some of them surrounded Wren and Bednu.

Wren and Bednu ignored the men.

Bednu felt like a dog, thinking that he had signed a humiliating slave contract with this powerful and mysterious wizard, but he managed to save his life. Now that he saw that the other party actually had a dark wizard curse on his body, he realized that this arrogant guy would not live long, and he would naturally be unlucky-the wizards of the Dragon Continent all understood that the dark wizard curse meant death!

No one can escape from that horrible underground!

Wren crossed the two ** together at a different angle, and his mentality was quite subtle.

The moment the cursed mark took effect, he realized that he could control it! )