The Giant God Soldiers were still wreaking havoc in the town, and the guards had already been in disarray under this sudden attack, and they would collapse immediately against such an epic monster.

In the advance boat of the necromancer Nosnoah, the black-robed apprentice looked at the huge monster that was wreaking havoc in the town, and a crying and laughing expression appeared on his face: "I can't believe it, what did I see?"

"It's really rare to be able to see such a good show. Another black-robed apprentice came out of the depths of the cabin, about the same age as the former, with handsome features, fair skin, and a pair of bronze-rimmed glasses.

He looked at the lively scene outside through the transparent glazed porthole, and gradually laughed: "The pirate group with the giant god soldier is really interesting, I'm afraid that in the center, such a good show is rare." ”

"Tangasa, that's the Titan Soldier?" the previous apprentice frowned in surprise.

"Yes, I saw it when I was working in Sanophon. The apprentice, Tangasa, held up his glasses on the bridge of his nose: "How's it going? Sivar, isn't it spectacular?"

"It was spectacular indeed. Sivalmu nodded stunned, he was stunned for a long time: "So, it's really the adults attacking each other?"

Tangassa smiled and nodded slightly.

"He's so daring. Sival exclaimed, "How can you use such an over-the-top way?!"

"Overdone?" Tangassa smiled, and the sarcasm in his smile was very prominent: "What is a way to go overboard? What do you think is not a way to go overboard? assassination? to create an experimental accident? or to collude with a large number of colleagues to frame him?"

Sival frowned, feeling that this classmate's tone was a little harsh, and it could even be said that it was too much of an apprentice's duty.

Although as the disciples of the ** master, they have a relatively high status among the apprentices, but there are some things that are always inappropriate to say too much.

After all, there is a kind of order that governs Searle, and since it is order, then everything must follow the rules.

Even if it's a superficial obedience: "If someone sues them, what are they going to do to keep the seats in the council?"

"That mouth is so plugged. Tangassa sneered: "I bet these guys dare to do this, and in two days, the truth of this matter will become like this: Saban County was attacked by pirates, and the consul died in the line of duty, and this uh...... The attackers stabilized the situation, so they were temporarily appointed as the new government. ”

He spread his hands to Sivar: "Look, it's that simple. ”

Sival was dumbfounded, and only after a long time sighed and nodded: "Oh, I think you are right, dear Tangasa, worthy of being the master's most proud new disciple." ”

Saying that, there was some sour jealousy in his heart, this person's status was far inferior to himself not long ago, and he had never even heard of this name, but recently, I don't know why, his strength has skyrocketed, and he was directly included by Master Northnoah, and his status is even far higher than that of other apprentices who have not been promoted.

This made him puzzled and very jealous.

However, he did not dare to make too many moves, and he vaguely noticed that this apprentice seemed to have a very special relationship with his mentor.

Because not long ago, an outstanding apprentice tried to quietly kill this guy who appeared out of nowhere, but before he could do it, he was killed by Nosnoah.

This made him very vigilant, and he became closer to this classmate.

His prudent and rational way of acting was also the reason why he had gained the trust and favor of Master Nosnoa less than four years after leaving the lower academy.

Hearing Tangasa's words, he also admired it a little, the other party was not older than him, but he saw things much more clearly than himself.

"But what should we do now?" He stared out the porthole at the town, where the battle had come to an end as pirates and steel giants swept it away.

"Watching a play, of course. Tangassa whistled lightly: "Is there anything more rare than this?"

"But is there really no problem? If the teacher sees ......."

"He'll support the winner. Tangassa smiled: "Antrenz is from Bouval, and this attacker ...... I don't think it will be an enemy of Dalamos. ”

Sival's expression was dazed for a while, and after a few breaths, he showed a look of enlightenment.

Indeed, if it is as Tangasa said, then all they have to do is watch the play.

This kind of thing happens every day in Serre, poisoning, interfering with magic, cursing, assassinating, framing...... The combination of such dirty deeds and the shady shell of Searle makes up the political landscape of Searle.

Most of the red-robed apprentices are probably already surprised.

If every similar conflict is like this, the visual effects will be so vibrant, I believe it will be even more enjoyable.

Of course, at the center of all this, there is only one idea:

The law of the jungle is the strongest, the victor is not condemned, and the loser is not sympathetic.

Sival frowned when he thought about it, and he suddenly thought, if the ruler of this harbor saved his life under such an attack, would the rest of the matter be more interesting?

Only a complete victory will allow the victor to taste the sweet fruit.

Thirty-eight cards fall alternately, making a neat snapping sound.

The people of Feren were very fond of divination with cards, and some wandering soothsayers believed that a deck of such cards, if used many times, would have a wonderful connection to the law of cause and effect, revealing what was to come.

Maybe it's a blessing from Safras, maybe it's a paranoid belief, but there are also many boring mages who study the truth and prove the nonsense of this statement, and of course, it also contributes to the popularity of card games.

Perhaps because he was too bored, the mage sitting behind his desk was shuffling the deck of cards over and over again, and I don't know how many times he had shrunk it. The eyelids closed slightly, as if intoxicated.

Antrentz and Marchi, who was behind him, looked at the mage's face, and the bruises in their foreheads twitched at the piercing shuffle.

The Sabanshire ruler had a far-fetched smile on his lips, and his tone seemed to be very incredulous: "How did you possibly find here?"

As the entrance to the Mage Tower, this secret room is naturally an extremely secret place, he has always paid attention to secrecy, and even the disciples of his cronies have not completely revealed, why would his enemies find here?

"When shuffling the cards, if you can accurately ensure that the left and right hands alternately drop a card, the deck of cards will be reshuffled eight times, and the original order will be restored. ”

With the sound of cards falling down, a leisurely voice came out of the mouth of the seated young mage: "Many gamblers have taken advantage of this trick to win all their battles in the casino, Lord Antrents. ”

"Oh, it's unbelievable that I'm listening to a junior talk about gambling theories. As if hearing something funny, Antrent laughed oldly, and he glared at Penny, his gaze becoming cold.

After a series of shocks, his mood has become calmer now.

The young mage's actions annoyed him.

He felt a wave of contempt again.

It seems that he, the Ring Mentor, is not an opponent at all in the eyes of the other party, but just an object to be played.

In fact, at this point, I have indeed failed.

He didn't expect that Frass would provide such a cutting-edge product of the Titan Soldier to this little person, nor did he expect that all the plans he had arranged in advance would be as fragile as the rotten planks of an old ship in front of the other party.

This frustration irritated him even more.

He glanced at Marchi behind him and began to calculate how to kill the arrogant boy sitting there in an instant.

Of course, he didn't dare to slack off.

He knew very well that for whatever reason, this mage must be ready to appear here.

And their own preparation is not sufficient.

His old eyes like night owls stared silently at the juniors in his seat, the magic bag at his waist, "I mean to say that any victory, even if it seems like luck, must have a deeper reason. Penniway smiled, opened his eyes, and placed a stack of cards on the table.

"Tansud was killed by you?!" the Mentor of the Ring immediately knew why the other party was able to find this place.

He narrowed his eyes.

"I don't want too many enemies of mine, and if anyone is against me, I want them to die as soon as possible, and I'm happy to take some action that has a facilitating effect. Penny said lightly: "Of course, this is for my own sake. ”

Antrentz sneered twice.

"No one in their right mind wants to have too many enemies, so I'm confused......" The mage's fingers tapped on the table, and the crisp voice seemed to be an emphasis, his gaze fell on Antrentz's gloomy face, showing a silent aggressiveness: "Before the first meeting, we seemed to have no grievances, why would you be my enemy?!"

"Oh, hey, hahaha......"

Antrentz let out a string of hoarse and ugly laughs, as if he had heard something funny.

Penny looked at the man in bewilderment, not thinking that there was anything strange about his problem.

"You are also qualified to wear this red robe?" the Ring Mentor laughed wildly, "You didn't really feel the blood soaked in it, so you dare to set foot on our path?!"

This hysterical rant, mixed with great anger and sarcasm, made Penny's stomach and intestines twitch suddenly.

The content of the words sounded extremely harsh to him, the path of the red-robed mage was just grabbing and fighting?

Maybe he really wasn't mentally prepared to fully integrate the two into his own philosophy of survival.

"What are you doing stupidly, rats!" shouted Antrentz, a cold light flashing through his pupils, "Anyone who stands in our way must become the dye of our robes!

The distraction of his opponent allowed him to seize a rare opportunity, and behind him, Marcchi had already pulled out his wand, and the magical power in the air immediately rippled.

"Die!" Antrentz grinned as he pulled out a staff, the head of which was a skeleton carved from a topaz, and under the surge of arcane power, the shimmer of light illuminated every depression of the skeleton, showing the delicate carving.

The pale light in the hollow eye sockets seemed to contain the power of death.

There was a loud bang in the room, as if the entire building had collapsed.

The final sonata prelude has already sounded.

(To be continued)