"I'm amazed by your abilities, but I still have to warn you, young man, that demons are not good at it. They are all flawed creatures, and you broke one of his fingers this time, although he temporarily gave up his revenge on you for more important things, but don't take it lightly. ”

Old Miller warned: "The power of the archdemon is very powerful, and they can find their stump by many means. He'll pull you out wherever you're hiding - and of course, if he dies tonight at the hands of those guys in the Eastern Council, you can rest easy. But there are no absolutes, are there?"

Lance smiled slightly: "Thanks for the reminder." But I think I'm prepared. ”

With that, he took out a small vial from the amber ring, which contained a pile of silvery-white liquid. He uncorked the bottle and shoved the demon's stout severed finger inside.

Some of the liquid overflowed, and drops of silvery-white liquid disappeared into the air as soon as they left the bottle.

Lance hurriedly re-plugged the bottle, a trace of blood spreading through the silver-white color, but the severed finger itself had been buried by a large amount of silver.

"This is [Demonized Mercury]? You actually have such a thing? This is a third-level alchemist who can make zuò's high-grade goods. ”

Old Miller's evaluation of Lance in his heart couldn't help but raise a notch again.

It seemed to him that, although he had tried his best to evaluate this seemingly young man—after all, he did not look more than twenty years old—he could still surprise himself repeatedly.

"There must be a third-level wizard standing behind this kid, or maybe two. No wonder he is so bold, he is still as if nothing happened when he was caught in the Black Tower. ”

Old Miller sighed in his heart that although he had some bloodline abilities, which were slightly stronger than ordinary wizards, it was difficult to leave the Black Tower.

If it weren't for this demon-planned event, he would probably have spent the rest of his life in the Black Tower.

"Found it. ”

On the pitch-black stone wall, Lance stretched out a hand and groped up and down the wall, and soon found a slightly recessed stone.

According to Trilett. The bricks near the stone were pulled out in a certain order. A semi-circular backstage appeared in front of Lance.

"It's a simple and straightforward design. ”

Lance said as he tugged on the pitch-black wrench.

In the next second, the entire Black Tower began to tremble slightly!

......

"He did it!"

When that disgusting repulsion disappeared, Toraine and the others, who had been paying attention outside the Black Tower, noticed the anomaly for the first time.

"Let's go in!"

Councillor Eagle said excitedly. He waved his staff. A simple area points to the Fossil of Mud. A dark door opened at the bottom of the Black Tower.

"Nope. We can't all go in. ”

"We can't rule out whether this is also part of the demons' plan. ”

Everyone was stunned, not understanding what the speaker meant.

Or Fermat was the quickest to react: "What do you mean?" The demons are luring us in, and then opening the Forbidden Ground again......"

As soon as his voice came out, everyone shivered.

If this really happens, then even if Aldra's body does not appear, the mountain city will be almost destroyed!

Because these third-level wizards are the highest force group in the mountain city, if they are served by the demons in the forbidden demon field using their hand-to-hand combat ability, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Torreen shook his head and said, "Not necessarily, it's just the worst-case scenario, but since we've made a serious mistake recently, we can't make a second one." Fermat and Eagle, come in with me. Three more ...... who are good at arcane"

Just when the speaker of the Eastern Council was quickly giving orders, the inside of the Black Tower was also in chaos.

In the dark underground space, those wizards who were forced to recite strange syllables were suddenly pleasantly surprised to find that the magic in their bodies had actually been restored to its original state!

"The Forbidden Ground is gone!"

I don't know who shouted such a voice, and everyone was in an uproar and dispersed in a hurry!

Although the proportion of wizards among the prisoners is not high, those who have survived until now are basically wizards. These guys may be afraid of the demon's power when they lose their magical powers, but after the disappearance of the Forbidden Ground, they immediately change their minds.

All of a sudden, the chanting sounded one after another, and a large number of spell factors instantly completed the convergence.

This sudden turn of events caught Solomon off guard. He had no idea that when his spell was almost completed, the Forbidden Demon Ground of the Black Tower would suddenly disappear!

"What's going on? How did these guys regain their magic?"

Solomon's anger was beyond words, and these damned wizards began to use witchcraft against him.

He is a dignified third-level spellcaster, and the demon's skin is naturally extremely resistant to witchcraft, and the strongest of these criminals is only a second-level wizard, how can it really hurt him?

What really hurt him was the failure of the plan - his brain was not stupid, the disappearance of the forbidden field must not be natural, someone must have been behind it.

The first face that came to his mind was Lance's.

When he was planning tonight's action, he had studied the Forbidden Demon Ground in the Black Tower. He found that there was no record of whether the Forbidden Ground could be temporarily closed in the books that recorded the Black Tower. He didn't worry about it and investigated it a few more times, and some gossip claimed that the forbidden ground of the Black Tower had a temporary switch, but it was inside the Black Tower.

This situation made Solomon put down his mind about this aspect, after all, once he infiltrated the Black Tower, the situation inside would definitely be in his hands.

It's just that he didn't expect that he would encounter such a variable.

"How did he know where the switch was?" the Great Demon didn't have time to think about it, and at this pace, the members of the Eastern Council would soon be killed.

Although he was conceited, he didn't dare to confront more than three third-level wizards head-on.

Tonight's plan is doomed to fail.

When he thought that the hard work and dedication of the past few days were destined to be in vain, he was so angry that he almost went crazy.

"Damn, I've got to find that kid first! I've got to cut him with a thousand cuts!"

"I want him to know that the fingers of the Great Demon are not something that can be taken if you want to!"

He subconsciously prepared to sense the location of his severed finger, but the result surprised him - because he couldn't sense it!

How is this possible?

Could it be that after he took his severed finger, he just ran away? Impossible, the Great Demon is very sensitive to the perception of his body, as long as it is within a range of three thousand miles, he should be able to find it.

Before he could think about it, a continuous glow suddenly illuminated the entire crater.

A powerful aura descended madly.

The luxurious third-level wizard group formed by the Eastern Council has arrived.

......

On the upper floor of the Black Tower, a blue streamer suddenly broke through the tough stone wall and flew into the distance for a distance before slowly descending.

"Congratulations, you're free. ”

Lance put Miller Sr. down, and the two walked side by side towards the north side of Nikolai's Eye. As for what happened in the Black Tower, the two were not interested.

Lance has fulfilled his promise to the Eastern Council, and the rest of the mess will be left to Torreen for a headache.

After all, after the closure of the forbidden demon field, the strength of the great demon Solomon will also soar to level three or above, and Lance has just cut off one of his severed fingers, so he doesn't dare to run in front of the other party again.

The gap between the second and third levels is still very large.

The two walked for a while, during which a group of Cheetah Squad wizards passed by and immediately tried to order them to return to their Wizard Tower.

As a result, Lance directly took the warrant that Toline had just issued to him, and immediately made these wizards of the cheetah team obediently retreat.

"Looks like you don't trust the promises of the Eastern Council. Seeing the wizards bow their heads and leave, Old Miller suddenly said with some amusement.

Lance smiled, "I just don't like any risks. ”

As they spoke, they arrived at a warehouse area.

This is the area dedicated to the storage of tubes in Nikolai's Eye.

Lance's idea was clear, after getting the warrant personally signed by the Speaker of the Eastern Council from Torrain, he had to make good use of the decree in his hand while everyone in the Eastern Council was still focused on the Great Demon.

For example, to get the Eastern Council to deliver on their promises in time.

Soon, he knocked on the door of a warehouse supervisor, and after showing Torrein's warrant and a draft contract signed by both parties, the latter had no reason to refuse.

The Speaker's decree is equivalent to absolute obedience in the mountain city.

In just twenty minutes, Lance had spent almost all of his magic stones, which he had smoothly converted into refined steel and a small portion of grain. The reason why it is said that the food is a small part, because this thing is only eaten by Lance himself, and his men don't need any food, which is also one of Lance's favorite places to construct the body.

After this qiē was settled, Lance and Old Miller hurriedly left the area of Nikolai's Eye, and then walked around the mortal quarter, and finally the two sides agreed on the contact information and separated on a street.

"What's next?"

Watching Old Miller's back gradually disappear into the crowd, Lance was a little hesitant.

Should I immediately return to the Greystone Pagoda and continue my cultivation, or should I go to the Hot Spring Valley as Mark Forty-Seven did?

Just as he was wandering, a young voice sounded behind him:

"Sir, can I have a conversation with you alone?"

Lance turned around suddenly, only to see that standing behind him was the tarantula's controller, Trillette. (To be continued......)