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The lack of seasoning, coupled with the fact that it has not been peeled and shaved, makes the horse meat smell strange.

But Wren, who had lost a lot of flesh and blood, still devoured it, swallowing half of the horse in a few moments.

The maiden named Hathaway looked from afar, amazed, and wondered how his small body could hold so much food.

Horse meat fills Wren's hunger and restores a hint of luster to his skin.

Just as he was about to return to the pit and wait for his sister to reappear, he suddenly saw a middle-aged wizard appear in view.

The middle-aged wizard stared at him with greed in his eyes.

Wren's eyes narrowed, ignoring the other party, and he raised his leg to leave.

"Wait," the wizard said suddenly, "leave your weapon behind." ”

When Wren heard this, indifference appeared on his face and he glanced at it casually.

The wizard was dressed in black robes and had the Wizards' Alliance logo on his chest......

Own!

Wren frowned, not intending to pay attention to the other party.

Matt saw that Wren was about to leave after sweeping his chest, and he couldn't help but feel angry at being ignored.

He wasn't sure about Wren's strength, but he took it for granted that such a teenager couldn't be too strong.

The only thing that worries him is whether the other party will come from a prominent background and have a backer that he can't afford to provoke.

However, seeing the needle tip on the treasure hunt watch in his hand, which had completely turned purple, Matt suddenly gritted his teeth, and his face turned fierce.

"Eighth-level witch weapon! fucking for such a treasure, even if Lao Tzu betrays the wizarding alliance, he is willing!" Matt made up his mind.

Seeing that Wren was about to leave after bypassing him, he stretched out his hand, and a cloud of ghost claws composed of black energy emerged, and immediately flew towards Wren.

Matt sneered cruelly.

He squinted at the witch after he had done it.

In his expectation, Wren would surely be scattered under the claws of the dark ghost!

In the distance, Hathaway, who was hiding behind a big tree, opened her mouth wide in surprise.

Her father was a wizard, so even if she was just an ordinary person, she knew something about witchcraft.

Thinking back to what he had seen in the atlas, he suddenly realized that this was a real fifth-level witchcraft!

A wizard of at least the fifth order, that is a powerful wizard who is even more terrifying than his father.

Hathaway's heart was pounding, and for a while she regretted not fleeing earlier, but hid here to watch the excitement.

Because she noticed that Matt's gaze was blankly looking this way.

Neither Matt nor Hathaway thought Wren would survive.

After all, in Matt's eyes, he had never seen a fifth-order wizard as young as Wren.

And Hathaway always felt that Wren must have been seriously injured when he was sick, and he couldn't be much stronger.

But the unexpected happened in this case!

When he saw that the dark ghost claw was about to fall on Wren, he suddenly turned around, and then stretched out his hand.

The dark ghost's claws were the size of his body, so much so that his outstretched palms smelled of mantis arms as cars.

But it was this disapproving palm that grabbed the dark ghost claw that came with terrifying energy!

The dark ghost claw composed of energy melted away like ice and snow like a nemesis under Wren's hands!

Wren still had the same indifferent expression, and there was not even a hint of pain or discomfort on his face.

Matt looked at him incredulously, his gaze brushing over his pale palm.

Hathaway couldn't help but cover her mouth: how strong should he be to catch such a terrifying fifth-level witchcraft with the palm of his hand?

Burst!

Wren suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Devouring so much food before, after all, it still provoked his dark wounds, so much so that the blood in his body spurted out.

Overeating is really unacceptable. Wren thought to himself.

But this scene fell in Matt's eyes, but it made him feel relaxed, and some of the original worries disappeared.

"Looks like he's holding on. Matt thought to himself, "But it's really great to be able to take on a fifth-level witchcraft." ”

Matt coughed lightly and said, "I'm Matt, a fifth-order wizard of the Wizards Alliance, please keep the witchcraft on your body!"

Wren had a strange face, he really wanted to take a mirror to see if he had a good bully face, and a little fifth-order wizard dared to blackmail him.

Pulling out the cup of manifestation that he had been carrying from his bosom, Wren asked, "Are you talking about it?"

"The cup of the Vision!" said Matt's eyes with eagerness.

He apparently knew the witchcraft.

This witchcraft can show a scene in the sea of wizard consciousness, which seems to be chicken, but it also has a lot of effect when used properly.

The Sea of Consciousness is the most mysterious place for a wizard, and if it is known to the outside world, it will not only be able to understand the demons he believes in, but also the witchcraft he has built and some of the witchcraft he controls.

The only downside is that this particular artifact has been damaged, so it cannot be controlled by psychic power.

Wren had studied and guessed that the complete Manifestation Cup was at least a ninth-level witch weapon!

The greed in Matt's eyes grew.

"Such a witch weapon won't do much to me, but if you turn it over to the alliance, you can at least get 10,000 contribution points!"

The heat in his eyes could no longer be hidden, and he said to Wren: "Give it to me, and I will spare your life!"

But what made him resentful was that Wren directly put it away and stared at him with a mocking face.

The atmosphere between the two became more and more tense.

Hathaway, who was hiding in the distance and peeking out, looked at this side without blinking, secretly wondering what would happen if the two really fought.

"That young wizard was already injured, and he just vomited blood, so I guess he can't beat anyone. Hathaway felt a little regretful and a little panicked.

Matt's killing intent could no longer be concealed, and he said coldly: "This is what you are looking for!"

In fact, if Wren had indeed given the cup of apparition, Matt would have killed him without hesitation.

And now seeing that Wren is determined to give it to himself, although it makes him feel a little bottomless, but the greed in his bones makes him decide to take it by force!

Powerful psychic power spurted out, causing Hathaway in the distance to tighten her neck in horror.

Matt snorted coldly, and then used a dark ghost claw to grab at Wren.

The corners of Wren's mouth rose with disdain.

He muttered a mantra as a small snake of black energy suddenly appeared in the air.

The little snake was much smaller than the dark ghost's claws, but the power emanating from it was more condensed.

"It's ......," Matt was shocked.

He sensed a great threat in the little snake.

Wren smiled coldly, and directly poured his seventh-order spiritual power into this fifth-order spell sorcery "Dark Demon Snake".

Suddenly, I saw that the black snake's body suddenly became larger, and in the blink of an eye, it became a giant python nearly ten meters long!

The dark demon snake that had turned into a giant python raised its head, and a thick coldness swept through its inverted triangular eyes.

Hathaway, who was hiding behind a tree and peeking, couldn't help but feel a chill all over her body, a chill from her bones.

"This ...... At least seventh-order spiritual power!" Matt's face changed instantly, and he was almost scared to pee.