Lance glanced at the guy and couldn't help frowning. The image of the other party is far different from that of ordinary wizards, who are accustomed to being strict with themselves, and although their bodies are different, at least they are not very out of shape.

But this guy ...... To describe him as obese seems to be a bit too light.

Lance visually estimated that with his height of less than one meter eight, his weight should exceed three hundred catties!

With each step the fat mage takes, it looks like it's going to take a lot of effort. And his eyes are very small, squeezed between the fat, which makes people feel very obscene when they look at it.

Looking at the sweaty fat mage, Lance was secretly speechless: can such a guy even learn witchcraft?

The two glanced at each other, and in an instant, the dark curtain that surrounded the outside of the No. 49 training ground slowly rose. Two passages open to them.

Inside is an egg-like building, sealed except for the passage. The exterior looks like it's coated with a layer of honey and shimmers brightly.

"Contestant No. 1, Reims. ”

"Contestant No. 76, Salinger. ”

"Come in, your game is about to begin. ”

A calm voice came from the egg-shaped building.

The two of them stopped talking and strode into the passage.

......

"Hey...... ...... Reims"

The slow black curtain quickly fell, and a girl hurried over from afar, only to see Lance's back disappearing behind the egg-shaped building.

Training Ground 49 was immediately closed.

A look of disappointment flashed across the girl's face.

"It looks like you can only ask him about it after he's done. I finally knew that he was here. I'm still a step too late. ”

The red-haired girl pulled her sweaty hair behind her ears and muttered to herself.

"Hey, Lorel?"

A female voice rang out behind her.

"Huh, Jane, why are you here?" said Rorel, looking at the other in surprise.

Jane smiled: "I'm here to join in the fun, didn't you find the most people next to this training ground?"

Lorel stuck out his tongue and looked around. Sure enough, as Jane said, Training Ground 49 had the most onlookers. She could even see the shadows of many of the Red Robe Brotherhood in the middle of the crowd, gathering among themselves and staring at the training ground with ill intentions. They seemed to be whispering something to each other.

"So many people, are they all paying attention to the results of the game in Reims?" Rorel was still taken aback by the scene in front of him.

She was trotting all the way just now. But I didn't notice any of this.

"Do you know that gentleman?" asked Jane curiously. Her eyes were crooked like crescent moons.

"You mean Lance, of course I know him. Rorel folded his arms and sighed, "It's just that when I first met him, he wasn't as famous as he is now!"

But in the bottom of my heart. The red-haired girl secretly added: Actually, it doesn't have to be......

If he really is that person. How did he escape from the demon? And the demon. Where exactly did it go?

These are all questions that Pan Heng has had in Rorel's heart for a long time.

That side outside the canyon made her hear Lance's voice. As a descendant of the Constance family, although only an illegitimate daughter. She still has some talents that ordinary people can't master. She was extremely sensitive to human voices, and when she heard the hooded man tell them to run away immediately, she was suddenly stunned because she felt that voice was familiar.

But later, when she and her partner Tina find the law enforcement team, they find that everything in the canyon is gone. They found nothing but the traces of the fog demon haunting.

In the end, the law enforcement team had no choice but to return and listed the area as one of the castle's danger zones.

For a long time, she almost thought that Lance, the hooded man, had died at the hands of the Fog Demon. This thought saddened her for a long time.

It was only later, when the actions of the Red Robe Brotherhood in the Ace Snow Region were exposed, that she heard that Lance was not dead, and that this guy was unknowingly mixed in the Red Robe Brotherhood, completely destroying the Red Robe Brotherhood's plan to subdue the Crystal Dragon. This made her feel a little relieved, and the announcement of Lance's defection in the Ferendor Weekly made her nervous again.

Whether Lance survived or not formed a knot in her heart. After all, if it weren't for him, both she and Tina would have died at the hands of the Fog Demon. In addition, the relationship between the two is not bad, so the girl has been worried about it.

It wasn't until three days ago that she suddenly saw Lance's name on the entry sheet for the Battle of the Blood Sails.

When the indifferent head appeared in her eyes, it was as if a huge stone had suddenly fallen to the ground in her heart. The anxiety of the past few days has also become much easier.

He's alive. The girl told herself secretly. She wanted to go to Lance as soon as possible to ask about the specific situation. It's just that when the idea came to her, she hesitated. She was a very smart girl, and she knew that she seemed to be paying too much attention to Lance these days. This is not a good sign.

She had some affection for Lance, and some gratitude, and these emotions were fine to put aside, but the mixing made Rorel hesitate a little.

Also, is it too hasty to make a judgment about Lance's identity based on a single voice?, the girl kept asking herself in her mind.

In addition, he couldn't find where Lance lived, so things dragged on. It wasn't until today that she saw the location of Lance's race on the entry sheet, and she made up her mind to run over to completely determine the question that had been bothering her for a long time-

Lance, is it the hooded man who kills like a murderer?

......

"Lorel, Lorel!" asked Jane, surprised. "What are you thinking?"

"Huh?" Lorel looked a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, I'm thinking a little bit about the past." What were you talking about?"

Jane playfully said, "It's nothing." I'm leaving, that of Wren has already dealt with his opponent without a hitch. ”

Rorel looked to the side blankly, only to see the muscular man Wren still standing shirtless in the distance, waving to his side.

Jane shrugged, "I have to go, you have to be careful, that friend of yours seems to have a lot of enemies." ”

With that, she glanced at the crowd, intentionally or not.

More and more members of the Red Brotherhood began to gather in this direction, and Rorel was surprised to find that there were two men in black cloaks mixed with the people of the Red Brotherhood.

"Vampire ......" the girl frowned.

"I see. Thanks for the reminder. Lorrell turned to Jane and said, "You...... Aren't you leaving?"

Jane touched her forehead helplessly: "I'm ready to go." But there's a fool who wants to join in the fun!"

In the blink of an eye, Wren appeared behind the two girls.

"Good morning, Rorel. Wren straightened his chest muscles, and his eyes were full of war: "Say so." One of the two contestants. Is that the nameless Lance?"

"Okay. Don't despise me with such looks. Wren scratched his head: "I'll admit I'm talking nonsense. ”

"After all, who else but that guy can have the aura of hatred that attracts so many members of the Red Robe Brotherhood to gather?"

......

In the background is the vast ocean, and a red sun hangs high.

A three-masted schooner. Quietly moored on the surface of the sea. The deck is littered with active mosses, demonic creatures that attack any creature that comes close.

In the center of the moss, on his stomach lay a sleepy lion, this lion had a large head, thick red hair, and two tails, one purple and one white, behind his buttocks.

Above the mainmast, a scarlet blood sail hangs.

Lance and Fat Mage Salinger stood at the bow and stern, respectively, both at about the same distance from the mainmast.

At this moment, they all have an egg-shaped silver-white mask on their bodies, but the brightness of the mask is constantly decreasing.

"Mr. Lance, and Mr. Salinger. First of all, allow me to read out the rules for the first round of the qualifiers on behalf of the Crimson Castle High Council, the referee of this tournament, the Wizard Odyssey II. ”

"You can use any means to achieve the final winning conditions. ”

"The winning conditions are as follows: first, kill all the creatures on board, including your opponents, and second, grab the Blood Sail from the mainmast and protect it for an hour. It should be noted that when either of you grabs the Blood Sail or makes a loud noise, the sleeping Purple Moon Twin-Thaunted will be awakened and attack the Blood Sail holder and the other person, and the third victory condition is to kill the Purple Moon Twin-tailed and throw the rest of the creatures into the sea. ”

"There are three conditions for victory, you can choose. ”

"Now, if you have objections to the rules, you can raise them. ”

A calm voice came from the sky. All of this in front of him, except for the demonized creatures and the Purple Moon Twin-tailed Lion, was a simulated scene from the training ground.

I have to say that the effect of this simulation system that solidifies many spells is very amazing, and Lance is in it, as if it were real.

"I have a problem!" the fat mage honestly raised his hand, like a schoolboy in class, "Why is there an unreasonable creature like the Purple Moon Twin-tailed Lion on a ship?As far as I know, this kind of powerful creature with a strength close to that of a second-level wizard will only appear in the desert area. It's unreasonable to see him here!"

Lance: "......"

Referee: "......"

It took a long time for the voice in the sky to come to its senses: "I have to say, Mr. Salinger, you have a solid knowledge of biogeography. Since you want to be reasonable, I'll put an iron cage on you. This purple moon twin-tailed lion was captured on the ship. ”

As he spoke, a huge iron cage appeared on the deck silently.

The fat mage's eyes widened, as if he wanted to ask another question. It's a pity that the referee seemed to be a little impatient, and said directly:

"Attention, it's on!"

In an instant, the silver light mask on the two of them disappeared without a trace. (To be continued......)

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