The Dragon Lord of Light, Geraint, returns to the Dragon of Light Restaurant in Los Angeles. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But as soon as he entered the door, his subordinates trembled and reported that he was annoyed.

"Elsie is missing, how are you taking care of it?"

Glancing at the twenty-three restaurant guards, the invisible oppression shocked the guests and made them unable to speak.

"Give you the last two hours"

"Yes, yes......"

Needless to say, it's already clear - if you can't find it, half of the people here will be self-defeating, it's absolutely useless to escape, and Geraint's intelligence network will never let a mere Magister escape.

All his men were dispatched, leaving only the maid and waiter in the dining room, and Geraint then went to Lazer, who could tell that the other party was still alive because he had set up some kind of means on her, although it was a little difficult, but with the help of Lazer, it could be converted into a way to obtain the position.

However, when he saw the other party's face, Geraint was a little surprised.

"Why is a powerful spell chanter who can cast sixth-level magic so sad?"

"Lord Geraint, if I say I met a magician who is stronger than me......

Before he could finish speaking, Lazer shook his head.

"No, you can't call it a magician, that's not a human level, I really can't find a second one other than Lord Benedict."

"What's going on?"

Lazer's mental state was slightly problematic, and Geraint could only ask the magician on the side, and Geraint was equally shocked after learning what had happened:

"A magician who can use seventh-order magic, and he has also subdued Tiamat, the silver-white dragon?"

Increasingly, I felt that this was not real, and although it was fair to say that the seventh order of magic was not invincible in this world, it was absolutely impossible to defeat Tiamat on its own, which meant that in addition to the seventh order of magic, there were also items or powerful melee combat.

Only the seventh-order magic is not invincible, but if such power is added, it can be regarded as extremely powerful in the Central Ten Kingdoms, after all, even if the human beings in the whole world are counted, there are only a handful of masters who can defeat Tiamat.

"Where is that man now?"

"Your restaurant is not far away"

"Help me find ten magisters"

"Lord Geraint, you...... What are you going to do?"

The hesitant magician asked, it seemed that he thought that Geraint was going to take someone to deal with Voluffy, but Geraint was not stupid, the other party showed no worse strength than himself, and he didn't even have a fifty percent chance of winning if he really didn't understand the situation, not to mention that Geraint hadn't fought with other strong people for a long time.

"No, I'm asking you for a favor."

If Lazer can't move, just let the rest of the magicians replace it with mana.

"Wait for me, Elsie—"

......

Night: Inside the hotel, Waluffe notices something strange outside the window.

"Mitmines, protect Feiya"

His Royal Highness the Prince was still asleep, but Mitminees was extremely vigilant, even if Voluffi was next to him, he was only sleeping lightly, and when he was ordered by Woluffi, he immediately cheered up his spirits.

It's two o'clock now, and after midnight, the dark corridors are silent, and only the first floor is open all day, but if there are no guests, the lights in the hallways will be turned off and turned on when needed to save electricity - ordinary hotels are not qualified to install electrical appliances.

"Who are you, you should be able to hear me."

Make sure the other person can hear their mana evaporating, but they don't mean to show up.

Tiamat had already left in the evening, and Waluffi had allowed him to go back and teleport what he wanted to say to his god, and at the same time asked him to help him find out some things that Waluffi wanted to know, so that he didn't have to worry about whether he would do it, and the order of the "superior dragon" was not yet something that he, the wurm, dared to disobey.

Walking up the next floor, as always, there didn't seem to be anything unusual outside the hotel.

"But at this time, there was a sudden movement from above."

Wooluffi looked coldly at the source of this sentence - the top of the aspen outside the hotel.

"If you look closely, the magic network has also been destroyed, oh my god, who is this-"

With the recorder destroyed in a snap of his fingers, Voruffi teleported back to the room, where he found Mitmines lying on the ground and had passed out, and Feiya was unsurprisingly nowhere to be found.

Judging from the content of the voice just now, the other party seemed to have expected this, but Waluffy was a little puzzled and surprised that the magic network arranged around and outside the room earlier had really been destroyed, even if it was a great magician, Waluffy had absolute confidence to block it for more than half an hour.

It is not the sixth-order great magician of this world, but the eighth-order great magician assessed by the sect, that is, the magic god level of this world.

However, apart from Benedict, is there anyone else who is such a powerful existence? It is difficult to say whether Waluffy's strength at the moment can be dealt with, compared to the more familiar wurm, it is difficult to solve the opponent who does not know the details.

"I want the life of this prince, come to the suburbs, remember, you are alone"

Runes stuck to the walls of the room emit words, then burn and turn to ashes.

For the first order of magic, the other party is at least a master of magic—but this just exposes some information.

"It's fun in the suburbs?"

Isabella had already woken up, and when they came over next door, Volufi told them to stay here and go to find each other herself.

With an artifact like the Moon Occultation, Voruffi couldn't track down Feiya.

Although there is no designated location, the fastest way to get out from here should be the location, so simple that you don't need to think about it.

There was no sign of people in the wilderness shrouded in darkness, and when it came to the suburbs, it was actually rare for people to pass by, but Voruffi had already locked on to the enemy emitted by the magical aura thousands of meters away.

The number is one, and there are no organic organisms in ambush.

The moonlight reflected down, and there were stone pillars erected in the middle of the flat ground, and Feiya was tied to the top about twenty meters away, not unconscious but unable to speak, and his eyes showed a "relieved" glow when he saw Voruffy.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

As Voluffe approached, a voice sounded from behind, perhaps a habit of the other side: it was always the habit of hunters to attack from behind.

A young woman with black hair and black eyes, a black trench coat, a shirt, leather boots, a belt, white skin peeking out between the sunstrings and shorts, a throwing knife pinned to be unnoticeable, and black gloves on both hands, who looked no more than twenty years old, appeared in Voluffy's field of vision.

"I thought you were going to sneak attack, but I was wrong."

In response to Voruffi was a "hee-hee" laugh.

"Interesting, call me here, it looks like you didn't hurt Feiya, thank you."

"My name is Sora Makino - have fun with me, little brother."

"Should I be angry or cry when someone is called that?"

"Whatever you want!" (To be continued.) )