Oripurford and Watel hid their respective aura, hiding in the dark shadows on both sides of the alley, as if waiting for something.

After a while, I saw two men wearing black cloaks and hoods quietly walking into the alley. Their whole faces were hidden under their black hoods, looking around cautiously, groping their way forward little by little.

At this time, I only heard one of them say, "Damn, I didn't keep up." Another said, "Teleportation magic is definitely used." "It's strange, how come there are only three people smelling, and they clearly have five people." "Not good! ......" saw that one of them suddenly wanted to say something, but not a word came out of his throat.

I saw Wattle suddenly appear from the darkness and quickly wave his wand: "Flying Blade Spell." A burst of cold light flew by, and in an instant one fell to the ground, and his companion immediately stretched out his wand, but he could not cast the spell at all because he could not speak. Wattel waved his wand again: "Flying Blade Charm." ”

The other man collapsed in a pool of blood.

The red light in Oripurford's hand slowly disappeared at this time, and Watel waved his wand at the corner of the alley entrance and said, "Hidden traces!" At this moment, a wall silently rises from the ground, isolating the scene from the outside world. Wattle said, "Grandpa, when will you teach me the Voice Snatching Charm?" ”

Instead of speaking, Orepelford bent down and turned over the corpse on the ground, only to see that the two of them were each wearing a white jade mask. Watel was still vigilantly staring at the fake wall with his wand in his hand, he glanced at the two people on the ground out of the corner of his eye, and then still looked at the entrance and said vigilantly, "Dark mage? Oripulf took off their masks, and two young faces no more than twenty years old appeared in front of Oripurfu.

After confirming that he was completely safe, Wattle walked over and looked at the two corpses and said, "Quite young, to be a dark mage at such a young age." Orepelford said with a serious expression: "They are not dark magicians at all. Wattle looked at Oripulf suspiciously, and asked, "Is it the search team?" Wattle's tone was as if he wanted to be confirmed.

Orepulf shook his head and said with a gloomy expression, "No." Then he stretched out his right hand and tried to open the mantra: "Asaia Orecedilfa, Vao Dio Dil Fa (Sesohc sesiavuam t

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Wattle looked at Oripurf with an indescribable expression that was both frightened and full of surprise. At this time, Wattle knew that Oripulf would only use the spell when he cast that very difficult spell, and he didn't understand why the two corpses used such a difficult spell, could it......

At this time, I saw that Orepurf's outstretched right hand suddenly emitted a dazzling white light, and Wattle was so pierced by the white light that he couldn't open his eyes.

When he came back to his senses, Wattle was completely stunned by the scene before him.

Take those two twenty-year-old boys' faces turned into ugly-looking half-orcs! Dirty, ugly, disgusting, orcs.

His ugly gray skin was like a rag, his head was hairless, his ears were pointed, his eyes were as red as blood, and his mouth full of yellow and black fangs smelled of blood.

Oripulf shook his head, and said slowly and uneasily: "I didn't expect it to be a divine messenger. In fact, it should also be thought of, after all, it has such a special magic source. ”

Wattle looked at the corpse in front of him in disbelief and asked suspiciously, "This is the oracle?" Oripulf stood up and waved at the two corpses, only to see that the two corpses disappeared in an instant.

Oripulf said with a serious expression: "It's just the lowest level of divine envoys. It's a pity that this gate doesn't work and I can't go to Disco Avenue anymore. Wattle asked, confused, "Why?" Oripurf looked at Wattel and said lightly: "There will be wolves behind the wolf, let's go." When you go back, be sure to remove the disco street. Wattle looked at the place where the two oracles had been reduced to ashes, then looked at Oripulfo and nodded, "Okay." ”

With a bang, the pointer of the turntable on the door popped back into the normal area. Oripulfo and Wattel returned to the Manor of Sandreputa.

Wattle turned and swiped his wand across the area of Disco Avenue on the turntable, only to see a visible scorch mark where the wand had crossed, and then the area was reduced to ashes and replaced by a gap.

At this time, Epuna was in her room with Sini to pack up the things she needed to bring to school, and Espurna heard a bang from downstairs. Espurna hurriedly ran out to check, only to see Wattel standing alone in the hall, Espurna leaned on the railing and asked suspiciously, "Brother, where is grandpa?" ”

Wattle looked up at Espurna and smiled, "Espuna, your grandfather has gone back to his cabin. Espena nodded and asked, "Brother, where did you go just now?" Wattle asked, "Aspna, are you ready for school?" Espurna smiled and said, "I was preparing with Sini just now. ”

Wattle smiled and asked, "By the way, did you bring the wand care tool?" Espurna shook her head. Wattel smiled and shook his head and said, "I'll go back to my room and bring you one." Espurna smiled and said, "Thank you, brother." ”

At this time, Orepulf returned to his little villa and sat on the sofa in silence, when Spotted came over with a cup of lemon black tea in his hand. Spotted placed the black tea in his hand on the coffee table in front of Oripurf, and was about to leave.

Then Oripurford said, "Spotted, I went to the study, and anyone who came said I wasn't there. Don't bother me. Banban nodded silently and said, "Okay, master." ”

Then Orepelford came to the study, he slowly came to the bookshelf and pulled a book called "The 150 Basic Laws of the Wizarding World", only to hear a snap The secret door next to the bookshelf opened.

Slowly walking through the secret door, behind the secret door is a dimly lit room, and the crystal ball in the room emits a faint blue light. When Oripulf came to the crystal ball, he saw him holding the water in the sink in front of the crystal ball with both hands and slowly pouring it on the crystal ball.

Oripulf stared at the crystal ball as he concentrated on his senses and stopped thinking rationally. His eyes catch the light reflected from the crystal ball and can't take his eyes off it. Soon, the eyes will begin to blur, the crystal ball will become blurry, and in the fog, the image will begin to form.

Oripulf found himself once again enveloped in fog, and he kept walking. The fog cleared, and Oripulf found himself in the middle of a plain, with a mountain forest to his right.

At this time, there was a sound of war drums on the left, and Orepulf looked to the left to see countless orcs and puppet-like skeletons slowly approaching with weapons in their hands. Countless huge figures followed, giants and trolls. It should be that all the dark creatures have appeared.

At this time, there was a loud horn sound on the right, and Oripulf hurriedly looked to the right, and it turned out to be skeletons. The skeleton has elves, dwarves, humans, giants and even magical creatures. The two sides got closer and closer, closer and closer, and then they rushed to the opposite side with weapons in hand.

In the midst of shouting and fighting, a downpour of blood rained down from the sky, staining the whole land red. At this moment, the blood cloud in the sky was pushed away, and a huge skeleton looked down greedily on everything, and the blood rain flowed from his mouth. At this time, eleven people suddenly appeared in the distance! They radiated an incomparably bright light, and this light was full of hope.

Seeing that the light of ten of them gradually converged in the body of one person, she raised her wand, and a bright light shot towards the huge skeleton of greed.

The painful wails of the giant skeleton slowly disappeared. Suddenly, her wand burst into a brilliant light, and everywhere it went, blood and skeletons, everything vanished. Only the green grasslands and mountains and forests remained, as if nothing had happened.

Orepulf looked at the eleven, and saw that all ten of them had lost their light and were lying quietly on the ground. And the man who gathered ten people became a statue.

Just as Oripulf was about to see the statue's face, the space around him distorted, and Oripulf suddenly escaped the illusion and returned to reality.

Oripulf returned to the living room silently, picked up the lemon tea in his hand, looked at the reflection in the cup, and said silently: "It's a pity." ”