The flames lit Teng Yunshen's hands, clean hands, unscarred hands, and the flames burned such a pair of hands red. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info He got pain, but he also got strength, and for wizards, power outweighed pain.

Teng Yunshen gave the embarrassed fleeing wizard a hard punch, smashing it on the back of the opponent's head like a hammer. The wizard slipped off the wall and rolled in the fire. Teng Yunshen deftly walked around the wizard's side, and then stepped on the burning man's neck condescendingly.

The wizard rushed to the second world. Right judgment, smart approach. There are no houses in the second world, and naturally there are no flames. There was only a steady stream of snow. Snowflakes fell on the wizard's body one by one, turning into moisture along with the flames.

Teng Yunshen broke into the second world. The wizard's body was wet, and the marks left by the snowflakes were like stagnant water after rain. Teng Yunshen tried to organize magical words into sentences. The snowflakes didn't matter, all he needed was water trails, scattered water trails, like shadows cast by pedestrians......

The wizard staggered in circles, he was so scared, more than ever. Fears of all stripes crept up from under his feet, tearing at his flesh. They weren't insignificant things like bugs, but even more terrifying monsters, living to evoke the deepest fears in his heart.

Everyone, no matter how old and sophisticated they may be, always has a little one in their minds, always by their mother's side, timid, and full of fear of the unknown......

The wizard's face became distorted, like a crumpled poster. Teng Yunshen clasped the wizard's neck tightly, and he touched the skin of the demon he had summoned, sometimes warm, sometimes cold, sometimes furry, sometimes bare—either one was terrifying.

Teng Yunshen knew that the enemy would not be able to hold on. He was so badly wounded that he had to hide in the old man's room to heal, and the magic of the Second World would crush his fragile body bit by bit.

The wizard hurriedly stretched out his finger to poke Teng Yunshen's eyes, but he only poked the young man's cheek, and the nail shell bloomed and bit Teng Yunshen's nose like a spider.

Teng Yunshen crashed into the third world with the wizard. Before the spider-like white flowers could jump to his eyeballs, they were shattered to pieces in the sudden storm.

The wizard wailed. Magic is raging in the Third World, like a tornado that brings the end of the world. He didn't make it last two seconds. He didn't understand why Teng Yunshen dared to do this until he died, which was almost equivalent to the same death.

Teng Yunshen let go of the wizard who described the withered sorcerer. The wizard is dead, his situation is not much better, and the third world is also a forbidden place for him to set foot in. His body was overwhelmed by the immense majesty, and in the next moment, he would be completely destroyed, and he would end up with the same fate as the wizard, shattered to pieces, and dead without a whole body.

Teng Yunshen fell into the second world, and the wizard's relics also fell. He lay in the snow, dying, and even if he escaped the magic of the Third World, he still couldn't escape death.

But he knew he would survive after all. The gift left by the stranger protected his life. As long as he still has a breath...... He gasped for breath, his shattered internal organs as flat as a leaky ball, but still with a paltry vitality.

Teng Yunshen returned to the first world. There was fire everywhere, the furniture turned into black ashes one after another, and the ferocious flames would soon find him. Here, however, the destructive effect of the mana is delicately balanced with the repairing effect.

His bones rattled and rattled in a horrifying way, but he loved the sound. Pulled by the wonderful energy, the shattered bones are slowly returning to their original shape. The flames crackled and blew into his face. Teng Yun turned over deeply, letting his face touch the hot ground, it was hot, but it was not as unbearable as the heat flow in the air.

He hesitantly scrambled to his feet, fearing that his bones would fall apart again, as he walked into the baseline world.

Fear welled up. He's a wizard, the antagonist of a fairy tale, but magic is far from omnipotent, which means he's just as scared as mortals.

When fighting for life and death, Teng Yunshen didn't care much...... He didn't have time to feel the fear. Now that the battle was over, and there was silence all around, fear jumped out coldly and danced unbridled in his chest.

Quite a few people died in yesterday's attack, but none he knew. He stayed in the same trenches with them, but never met, they were more of a pure number, "our people", and their deaths would not have touched him deeply.

And he has been dealing with the owner here for more than half a year. He was afraid to face the death of the elderly, but also to himself, to adapt to the battle, to the pain, to adapt to death...... Adapt to all this yourself.

This morning, he walked out of the death train, thinking it was all over. However, a few dozen minutes later, he had to kill another wizard and nearly lost his life in the process.

Teng Yunshen walked quickly to the old man's side.

The old man lay in a comfortable rocking chair, and there was no trace of torture on his appearance, but Teng Yunshen knew that the flame of his life was about to be extinguished.

"You've become a wizard?" the old man opened his mouth weakly, and there seemed to be a hint of relief in his tone, "Listen. Someone took my face. They're going to find Professor Gray, and you'll have to remind—"

The old man closed his eyes. His face was a little weird, something was missing, but his features were still in their original positions. Teng Yunshen didn't quite understand what "take away" meant, but in any case, a conspiracy against Professor Gray was unfolding. Teng Yunshen had to stop it.

It was too late to be surprised by the fact that the old man was also a wizard, it was a little strange that Jiang Xiaoxiao didn't tell him about it, but Teng Yunshen didn't intend to worry about these trivial matters, he dialed the store, and when Jiang Xiaoxiao picked up the phone, he had already rushed out of the house.

"Professor Gray's address!" he shouted, "Someone is going to deal with him!"

"Next to the Fourth Laboratory building. Jiang Xiaoxiao said calmly, "Let's go over right away." "She behaved quite professionally, as if she were a well-trained dispatcher.

Teng Yunshen re-entered the first world, where he didn't need to care about the eyes of mortals. He ran like a mythical Scud, his cell phone signal cut off, and the monotonous mechanical chime was left behind him one by one, in the white mist.