"You, you ......"

Goode's eyes widened in disbelief that the person in front of him was actually the legendary hero of Los Angeles, but the two magisters didn't recognize each other, because they were foreigners, and even if Goode said Geraint's name, it might not be known to a magister like them. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Young Master, who is this?"

The Magister asks his hired person for the identity of the person who came to avoid any mistakes, but Goode swallows his saliva and barely squeezes out a smile:

"Jay, Jaylan—"

"- Master Good, where is Elsie?"

"She, She, She......"

Goode's breathing was a little difficult, under the oppression of the man in front of him, it was too terrifying, as if he could be killed at any time.

"Who are you?"

Seeing that Goode's state was abnormal, the two magisters looked at the intruder in front of them vigilantly.

"Roll"

He didn't bother to look at the Magister, which was undoubtedly contemptuous, and also gave the two of them the message that he was an enemy.

Glancing at each other, the two of them launched a magic attack at the same time, and the measures had been taken just now, and the magic at this moment was launched instantly.

"Wind Flame Arrow!"

"Mystic Snake!"

Because it's indoors, they can't use high-destructive magic, but even that doesn't prevent them from expelling the intruder, blocking the opponent's spell, and then sending it out with a dexterous attack, which is the original intention of the two, even if the other party is a magus of the same level, it will inevitably be injured.

But the two attacks hit the man's body like this, and the smiles of the magisters froze and were instantly shocked.

There was no effect at all, or the man didn't even move.

The invisible but real wind blade appeared from the man's side, and then flew directly towards the two magisters who attacked the man, and in Goode's terrifying scream, the two magisters were split in two from the center of the eyebrows, and the blood splattered but did not stain the man in the slightest, and his expression did not change in the slightest.

"I want Elsie to be safe, I want her to be safe."

"Yes! I'll take you there...... Jay, Lord Geraint!"

Goode almost cried and collapsed to the ground.

......

"Eh, boy, who are you?"

Outside the door of a building in the manor, a magician and another black-clothed man who appeared to be the leader of the escort team stood up and watched vigilantly when they saw someone coming, only to find that it was just a boy who looked fourteen or fifteen years old, and although he was wearing a trench coat and looking cool, his face was really immature.

Without answering, the boy walked in this direction.

"This is a guest's child? I didn't hear anyone visiting."

The magician muttered suspiciously, and the guard came straight to him.

"Little guy, you won't use a ladder to climb over the wall to get in, are you? You dare to break into Good's house so late, you're really not afraid of being beaten, come with me, I'll send you out, next time you bet - eh"

Before he could finish speaking, he fell, and the guard didn't seem to understand what was happening.

"Demons, magicians!"

There doesn't seem to be a supernatural in this world, and what can knock people down silently is undoubtedly only a magician or a top powerhouse with magical powers, and the young man in front of him obviously only meets the first point.

"Damn, deceived—lightning strike!"

Lightning fell from the sky and slammed down on the boy's body, and even if it couldn't defeat him, it served as a warning to all the guards in the manor to come to his aid.

But......

The boy still walked, and he didn't stop from the moment he appeared, even if he was struck by the lightning, he was unscathed.

The magician attacked again, but this time the magic was reflected and knocked itself away.

"Boom-"

The gate shattered in response, and as he stepped inside, countless arrows and crossbows shot out, and then disappeared within a meter of the boy.

"Water, Fire, Wind, Earth—The Light of El"

The entire dark building is illuminated like a tower of light, which also completely attracts the eyes of several people who come from afar.

In this building, all the magic and hidden weapons were destroyed, and with the use of magic in the name of the God King, all obstacles could be removed no matter what, and the boy named Voruffi went directly to the dungeon on the lower floor of the building.

Along the way, he saw several people waving and shouting at him, apparently all of whom had been captured by Goode, covered in bruises and tattered clothes, and Voruffi had let all the cage chains crumble and let them escape to fend for themselves.

"Elsie, are you there?"

After breaking through the all-metal door at the bottom, Voruffy saw the girl who had been locked up, and it was definitely not just for one person to do this, but also for many more important people who had been imprisoned before.

Walking over and looking at the fairly clean girl, Voruffy was a little surprised by it.

The girl was indeed Elsie, and holding her face up, it was Ullufi's companion, Elsie Colmi, who had torn off the chains.

"Let her go"

When Voruffi wanted to use magic to heal the girl in front of him, this voice appeared behind him.

Ignoring it, Voruffi continued to do his own thing - two wind blades struck, crumbling when they touched Voruffy.

"Archmage?"

The middle-aged man behind him was stunned with such a tone.

Not only did he defend himself against the attack, but the oppressive power exuded by Voruffi also surprised the middle-aged man, it was not like the coercion of magic, if anything, it was more like the feeling of a beast - the feeling of being watched by predators in the wild.

"Drink!"

Of course, it is impossible to stop there, and when he rushed towards Wooluffi, the other party finally made a move, turned around far faster than the blink of an eye, and then stretched out his hand and collided with the comer's fist, and was repulsed by the middle-aged man who was the first to attack?!

"How is it possible that as a magician, you can have such terrifying powers......

"Is the person behind you Good?"

Wolufe's eyes focused on the trembling man in his mid-thirties outside the dungeon, and an inexplicable attraction dragged him in front of Volufi's eyes, despite his shouting and panic.

"I'm Jalante, the Dragon Lord of Light."

The middle-aged man reported his name and identity, expecting the boy in front of him to respond in the same way.

"Oh"

But that's all, but Geraint didn't get angry, or he didn't have the right to be angry. The confrontation of that blow just now was enough to show that the young man in front of him was stronger than himself, and not only that, but the opponent obviously used magic.

"Goode, right?"

"Rao, Rao - Spare"

Goode could do nothing at the moment, or beg for mercy on his knees, until he broke his head and got the next words from Voruffi.

"I haven't killed anyone since I came into this world."

I was overjoyed in my heart, as if I had been given life.

"So you're making an exception."

"Huh?"

Before Goode could understand what was happening, his body exploded...... (To be continued.) )