For the highest etiquette in Verno's hometown, especially for women, Anglie didn't want to say much. But it's not worth it at all to make enemies with people because of this.

After repeatedly reminding Verno, who had just arrived here, to take some precautions, Angliel decided to keep a little distance from the man. lest he have any silent customs.

At this time, in the middle of the hall, the middle-aged bearded man also told everyone a little about the situation this time.

"It doesn't matter what branch you come from, and it doesn't matter how brilliant and powerful your background was. Here, in the middle! You're all just a little first-class wizard right now. The bearded gaze swept across the hall, and everyone looked up at him and lowered their heads in unison.

"Everyone knows the rules of our organization. So, let's choose your identity and sign a covenant. He made his backhand magical, and suddenly there was a stack of black leather rolls on his hand.

The paper rolls were tied with red strings, and they were constantly emitting a black mist.

"Take a look at the obligations and powers of the covenant, and if you don't want to sign it, you can go back to your own branch area. If there is a conflict in identity selection, you resolve it yourself. ”

He reached out.

With a bang, a large amount of black paper suddenly flew away, and each of them flew in front of each wizard present.

Anglie watched a rise of black vellum slowly float in front of him, and reached out to hold down the vellum that had just fallen on the table. Browse carefully.

It's all written in the Medea language.

The obligation is roughly to take on at least one organizational task every two years. The number of tasks that can be completed in advance for many years. If it's a pharmacist or an enchanter, the members of the organization come to the door to ask for a deal. It must be filled at 20% off the price of the transaction. When it comes to the vital task of the organization's survival, wizards have an obligation to maintain the stability of the organization.

The right is: to find a legitimate identity for each wizard. Publish tasks at one level above your own level in the organization, at your own expense, and the number is one. The right of organization members to seek help at different levels.

The terms are simple.

Anglie checked that there were no traps, and directly signed his secret seal.

About ten minutes later, after everyone had signed the covenant, the leather paper automatically flew back into the bearded man's hand and folded it into a stack. He checked it out a little. I put it away carefully.

"The next step is to choose your identity. The organization has arranged a distribution quota of 10 organizations for everyone. With a flick of his hand, dozens of black objects flew out of his hand, levitating over the hall.

Angray looked up. Floating in the sky were dozens of different things shrouded in black light, all of which were badge tokens and other items.

"That's a testimonial from a different organization. A wizard sitting next to Verno whispered.

"This is it!!" Angere heard Hein's cry in his ears. "One thing I asked you to do for me. In exchange for advanced meditation methods, remember?"

"Of course. Angliel glanced at the increasingly solemn atmosphere of the audience, and replied silently in his heart.

All the wizards in the hall had their eyes fixed on what was in the air. Everyone seems to have their own predetermined goals and a clear purpose.

"Join the Hand of Elemental Energy, this is my request for an exchange meditation method. Hein said calmly.

"The Hand of Yuan Neng, is that your organization?"

"It's my friend's organization, I guess no one will take care of me when I die, and it should be starting to decay, but it's still much stronger than these small organizations on the border. You won't be disappointed. Hein replied immediately.

"Really, I don't think you're a little eager to hide something?

"That little silver-white ball in the shape of a ball is it. ”

Angel looked at the pile of tokens in the air.

One of the small balls near the edge is, as Hein said, all white. It's about the size of an orange. On it, there are some patterns of flowers, birds, insects and fish engraved with fine runic characters. [~]

There is not just one such token, there are three.

There is also more than one token of other organizations, more or less, there are more than three.

The middle-aged bearded man in the hall looked at all the wizards with satisfaction. Everyone focused on the token in the air.

"Then, I will leave here for twenty minutes, and during this time, you will decide for yourself the ownership of the token. ”

"Didn't most of it be assigned by ability before?" asked a wizard standing up. He wears a green cloak and hides his whole body under it. Not a bit of bare skin can be seen. It's just that the voice is very pleasant, it should be a woman. "If you don't distribute according to your abilities and rely purely on force, wouldn't the members of special organizations like enchanters suffer a lot?"

"This time it's me as the home team, my decision is everything, there is no so-called fairness in this world, only strength decides everything. If you can kill me, then the token is naturally up to you. The beard squinted and said with a calm face.

"You!" the witch was about to say something, but was pulled down by her companion.

"By the way, for some people who don't know about the token, I give a hint. The beard looked around the audience and said slowly: "The more central it is, the stronger the organization represented by the token." ”

He turned and strode out of the hall, the rhythmic sound of footsteps fading until they were gone.

"Do it!" I don't know which wizard suddenly shouted.

Suddenly, several red shadows rushed towards the group of tokens above the hall.

At the same time, on the other side, a short green arrow, a small black snake with transparent wings, and a blood-red arm that suddenly stretched out. At the same time, it crashed into the group of tokens in mid-air.

Rumble!

There was chaos in the field.

A green flame suddenly burst between the tokens.

A huge fireball exploded, causing the entire hall floor to shake violently.

The blue light in Anglie's eyes flashed wildly.

Within the field of vision, the sorcery attacks you see are all powerful at 60 degrees or more. Some even reach hundreds of degrees.

The tokens were blown up everywhere, but they were undamaged.

Anglie didn't dare to slack off, the metal talent tightened against the surface of his skin, hunched over and carefully moved around the corner, keeping his eyes on the Yuan Energy Hand Token Ball in the sky that was constantly being blown up.

This guy is like him, leaning against the corner of the wall, protected by a red tassel-like force field defense, moving slowly. His eyes were constantly aiming at the token in the air.

Boom!!

Anglie took two steps back abruptly.

A black figure was smashed from the air and flew in front of him in an instant.

In the midst of the uproar, a series of brown tables and chairs were smashed to pieces.

The black figure coughed twice, got up, grabbed it with one hand, and a cloud of black mist energy was suddenly held in his hand, and with a step on his foot, he rushed into the air again.

Rumble!!

There was another muffled sound, and dense red rune lines suddenly appeared on the walls around the hall, absorbing all the leaked rout energy.

A trace of cold sweat oozed from Anglie's forehead.

When the black figure grabbed the black mist casually just now, the energy of the mist in his field of vision was actually as high as 98 degrees.

This level of energy, with just one blow, can directly crush all of his defenses. Kill him in an instant!

"Danger! Hide to the left!" Hain suddenly prompted.

Anglie hesitated for a moment, then immediately threw himself to the left.

Ji!!

A screeching sound came from where he had just stood.

A cloud of transparent energy exploded there, the air twisted and screamed, and it took a few seconds before it turned into a vortex and slowly dissipated.

Angle's face turned slightly pale, and the analysis of the chip in his eyes quickly calculated the power of that cloud of invisible energy.

"72 degrees is dangerous. It is guaranteed to be damaged by a hit, and can also trick the chip and auto-defense talent force field into activating automatically. ”

He followed the remnants of the trail of transparent energy. It was right in the middle of the hall.

In the middle of the hall, the strength of all wizards was already visible at this time.

The warband was divided into three.

A white-haired old man in a white swordsman suit, with a cold face, was fighting with a lady in a red dress for a diamond-shaped transparent token.

The fragments of countless force field energy collisions and friction between the two of them. Both are hand-to-hand combat, and the fighting style is extremely ferocious. Each collision will bloom a white halo, like a white disc. The power is all in the hundreds.

The other warband was two black-robed men who had previously clashed with Verno, and another barbarian wizard besieging a handsome man dressed as a nobleman. The man's face was calm, and he held a white wooden staff that was high above his head, and the tip of the staff continuously released various laser-like beams to attack his opponent. The frequency is extremely high, and from time to time some black weird bat-like creatures are released, and it seems that he is alone suppressing the other three. They were fighting over a silver-colored book-style token.

The last battle group was more than a dozen groups of transparent fluctuations, constantly flying around five or six wizards to attack. Each of these wizards is trying to persevere, but it seems that they will not last long. Anglie was almost hit and injured just now, and it was the aftermath of this warband. As for the token of contention, it is completely unclear where it is.

The rest of the wizards were either injured by the battle in these three places, or they hid in the shadows, secretly preparing to snatch some inconspicuous outermost tokens.

Angre walked slowly along the wall, each wizard of the three warbands in the field was stronger than he was usual, although he had the hallucination mark as his hole card, but the others also had their own hidden abilities that were not released.

Anglie moved slowly as he watched the others fight.

Soon, after some simple and fierce battles, there were only three battle circles left in the hall that were still grabbing. The huge energy impact continued to sputter, and everything in the entire hall was easily destroyed by the aftermath. (Your support on this site is my biggest motivation.) )