"When you think about it, you have a point. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" Mark patted his head in annoyance:

"By the way, I've heard that there is a kind of prophetic sorcery that can trace the source of the truth based on some clues. If you can get such a wizard who is good at prophetic sorcery—"

"Prophecy sorcery?" Kimmz shook his head speechlessly:

"Every time this kind of witchcraft is cast, there is a backlash.,The higher the strength of the prophesied object.,The higher the background, the greater the backlash.,It's basically a prophecy with life.。 And you're just a guess, and the Holy City Administration won't agree to it. ”

"Is this too costly?" asked Mark helplessly.

"Don't worry, the situation you said does exist, but it's very likely that it's just unfounded, so let's do it, I'll give you a piece of the talisman, as long as you are within the range of the Holy City, I can sense it by crushing the talisman, even if it's within the witch array that isolates the sense. If you are in danger, you will smash the letter and I will bring someone over at once!

Kimtz flipped his hand, and a letter the size of an ordinary jade pendant appeared in his palm.

"That's all there is to it!" Mark smiled bitterly, and with a gesture of his hand, the letter flew into his hand.

Not long after returning from Kiemz, Mark was overwhelmed by the surging tide of messages, first Linda, Helen, Jennia, then Xie Yuxuan, Gluck, Elaine, Stokes, Song Cheng, and finally even Anna and Ji Ruxue, who had not yet left the Ice Field Holy Tower, also sent messages to inquire.

Mark coped with them one by one, and finally calmed down, a figure kicked open the door and rushed into his office, Mark patted his head and looked up, and the originally relaxed mood suddenly rose again.

"Isabel, are you - what's the matter?"

Mark pretended to be calm and looked at Isabel, who was tossed by this witch who was overflowing with love, a sense of justice, and "eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, and doing all kinds of evil" in the past two days.

"Captain, what you said to me when you went to Simba's Casino was really an understatement, it was just a routine check-up. But you see, that's not the case! When you set out, you knew that this casino was not ordinary. Then forget it, this time you are alone at night and you don't even bring me!"

Isabel projected the crystal ball in her hand to the height of a person. Pointing to the description above:

"How can you not call me out for such an exciting thing?!

Looking at Isabel with an angry face, Mark didn't know where to start for a while, shouting such a sense of justice in such a dangerous place, and feeling super good about himself in the past, it was definitely the rhythm of sending her to death.

Mark tapped his temples, and after a moment, his head moved, and he spoke:

"You and Noah were both recruited by me, of course I trust you, the last time I went to Simba Casino was a test for Noah, and next time it will be your turn. Are you ready?"

"Ahh

"Really? I don't think so, right? Otherwise, you can put those slums in order for me first, and then I will go and inspect them, and then I will do a good job!"

"Slums, aren't they just slums, little meaning, captain, we'll make up our minds!"

Before Mark could speak, Isabel ran away in a gust of wind. Is this really a witch? Mark was a little skeptical at times.

In the days that followed, Mark's life slowly returned to calm as the influence of the Dark Wizard Gondor incident gradually receded.

Thanks to the large number of recruits at the police station, as well as the cooperation of Chell, Noah and Isabel, the management of the entire Qinghuan neighborhood has also become orderly. And Mark's job eased. His time gradually shifted to cultivation and experimentation.

Just when the story of Mark was spreading wildly in the Holy Tower, on this day, in a gorgeous villa on the seventy-second floor of the Holy Tower, a door that had been sealed for a long time finally opened. Then an old man with silver hair slowly walked out of it. The four maids who were waiting outside the door were all pleasantly surprised when they saw it:

"Your Excellency, you're finally out of retreat!"

"Hahaha - it's been 20 years, and I've finally come to some realization. As he spoke, the old man looked around at the four maids:

"Where's Clay, go and call him to come and see me!"

"My lord, Master Clay, he-he-" One of the maids stammered, unable to speak.

"What's wrong with him?" the old man stared, and a powerful coercion from the soul instantly enveloped the maid, and the poor maid went soft and fainted directly.

"Say!" the old man asked, pointing to the other maid.

"My lord, my lord, spare my life! Master Clay's affairs really have nothing to do with us! Please spare your life!"

"What the hell is going on?!Tell me clearly!"

"Young Master Clay was sentenced to a hundred years of solitary confinement......"

"What??100 years of seclusion?!" the old man was furious, and with a wave of his sleeves, the whole person disappeared into the hall.

A moment later, in the living room of the villa, a formal wizard stood respectfully in front of the old man and said respectfully:

"Ancestor, since Cousin Clay came to the Holy Tower, he fell in love with a witch named Jenya, and in the process of arguing with a wizard named Mark, he was framed by the other party by despicable means, which caused the blue guard to be angry, plus the cousin made insulting remarks in the interrogation room, and offended the blue guard, and was sentenced to a heavy sentence and imprisoned for a hundred years!"

"Framed? Imprisoned for a hundred years? He is the most qualified wizard in my lineage in the family! There is a great hope of cultivating a third-level wizard well! How much effort have I spent to cultivate him?! Ah--someone actually dares to frame him! After a hundred years, I am afraid that the opportunity to become a full-fledged wizard has been cut off! This is to cut off my queen!"

Yamadi's silver-white hair was windless, and the pressure of his soul unconsciously dispersed, and the official wizard who was standing respectfully in front of him trembled unconsciously, desperately exerting all his mental strength to support it.

I don't know how long it took for Yamadi to restrain his emotions and said coldly: "Go and find me this information called Mark!"

"Ancestor, this Mark has some fame now. You don't need to look for it, you see-"

With the projection of a crystal ball, Mark's details were quickly projected in front of Yamadi.

"Oh, he's still a good pharmacist, has he recovered his primary induction potion, and he's joined the Purple Guard? Yamadi looked at Mark's profile with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"Actually, Old Ancestor, it is indeed a little difficult to deal with him within the scope of the Holy City, but if it is outside the scope of the Holy City, then it is not necessarily. And you don't know it!" said the wizard below.

"Well—that makes sense. However, if such an excellent genius apothecary is suddenly killed, it is very likely that the Holy Tower will activate the prophecy witchcraft. In that case - it's a bit of a problem. Once it is found out, even in terms of my identity, it will not be easy!"

"Ancestor, if you really want to avenge Cousin Clay, you can set up an anti-prophecy curse in advance. The anti-prophecy curse arranged by a third-level wizard is afraid that only a great fourth-level wizard can see through it. Which of the fourth-level wizards of the Holy Tower is not a high-ranking existence? Who would spend energy for a small first-level wizard? You must know that the time of a fourth-level wizard is also precious!"

"Not bad!" Yamadi's eyes lit up, "Your proposal is very good!

The male witch's face was overjoyed when he heard this, and he hurriedly bowed deeply: "Thank you, Ancestor! I see that Ancestor feels like he has changed a little after coming out of retreat this time, as if he has become stronger again." ”

When it was said that he was most proud, Yamadi forgot about Clay for a while, touched his beard and laughed:

"Hahaha-I can see from you, after twenty years, I finally saw the direction of the spiritual power of the third-level wizard's rabbit den. This time, after dealing with Mark's thief, I'm going to start preparing the materials for vaporization. Well, the rabbit's cave is water, and the materials of this water system are not easy to find, so it seems that I need to do another guardian mission. Wait until I ...... gasification successfully."

Yamadi's voice became quieter and quieter, and finally he shut his mouth directly. However, it was evident from the brighter and brighter eyes in his eyes that this retreat had given him confidence in his future path.

You must know that the higher the level of a wizard, the more difficult it is to perceive the direction of spiritual power elementalization. Not to mention crystallization and liquefaction, even the simplest gasification is not something that ordinary people can succeed, and it takes a lot of time and effort just to feel the direction of gasification.

It's a feeling that can only be understood but not expressed, and you need to experience it with your heart. Among the third-level wizards of the Holy Tower, there may not be one out of ten who can sense the direction of elemental vaporization.

The third-level wizards who have vaporized in the outside world are already considered masters, and as for liquefaction, they are even rarer. Crystallization? It is not necessary to produce such a pervert in thousands of years, because the chance of a third-level wizard who has reached crystallization to advance to a fourth-level wizard is relatively high.

Of course, Yamadi's goal is not crystallization, he is still a little self-aware. That is, he has the ambition to achieve the consummation of gasification, and when that time comes, he will have the potential to impact the fourth-level wizard.

"Judging from the current progress of spiritual power, it will take at least eight hundred years to reach the threshold of spiritual power. Is it faster to condense mental power? This potion is not cheap......"

Yamadi thought to himself. Ban Xiang came back to his senses, only to find that this junior in the clan was still waiting for him. He waved his hand casually:

"You go down first, keep an eye on the mark for me, day and night, and report to me at the slightest change!

"Yes, Ancestor!" (To be continued.) )