The sorcerer's speech did not exclude those clichés, and there was nothing worth writing about, but fortunately, most of the sorcerers were unworldly, and many people knew this.

He didn't expect Penn Diesel to say anything amazing, and the wizard didn't want to attract more attention because of his big mouth, so he spoke very low-key, but the atmosphere didn't need any more spices.

Del Songpaya stared at the wizard surrounded by nobles in the corner, and suddenly realized that whether this man was his enemy or not, if he wanted to defeat Simon, it would undoubtedly be a very difficult task.

What's more, there are still a lot of troubles in front of him.

A puff of fireworks burst into the sky, and the people of Simon in the streets fell into an even more frantic fever, and two huge lights and shadows appeared in the sky at this moment, and all the fireworks were eclipsed when the two dragon-like brilliance appeared.

"Long live the Seven Fasetterinas, look, what is that?" the frenzied Simon let out an even louder cheer.

"New styles of fireworks, they're like dragons!" a couple of drunks blushed and looked at the sky, "Ah, they're falling." ”

"Is this a dragon?" Several people who were still a little awake became stunned when these two huge lights and shadows appeared, and as the two dragons completely descended from the sky, turning their hideous faces towards the Ximen people, there was a rapid soul scream, which suddenly plunged the originally celebratory crowd into chaos.

"It's the undead dragon!" several adventurers let out a desperate roar.

These two giant dragons surrounded by the aura of death fell to the top of the White House, and immediately let out a silent long howl, and countless people fainted in this shock that went straight to the soul, and more well-informed people also recognized what these two dragons were.

"Yes...... It's a dragon lich!"

More shrill screams turned the celebratory scene into hell, and the dragon lich naturally disdained to slaughter ordinary people, but hundreds of people dressed in different costumes caused even more shocking bloodshed in the crowd, brandishing all kinds of weapons, splitting the brave who tried to stop the dragon lich, and even rushed directly into the White House.

The two dragon lichs let out a roar, shrunk a few times, and turned into gray mist shrouded human form, following the mob into the building.

"The dead dragon will punish heresy for my lord. ”

A large number of such armed thugs entered the hall, and all of them consciously dispersed.

Those two humanoid creatures covered in gray mist made everyone who wanted to do it lose their ability to do it the moment they saw them.

This is an undead dragon, and it's not an ordinary undead dragon.

And these thugs, although they were dressed in different colors, all had fanatical expressions, and the two old men in cloak in the center also surprised some well-informed people.

Seeing the purple robes under the gray cloak, many people had a guess about their identity.

Del Songpaja's eyes lit up, and he quietly flashed into the corner, watching these people go toe-to-toe with the wizard in the central seat.

"Uninvited guests. In the eyes of the guests, Pan Diesel reacted unhurriedly, he still held the ghostly little girl, and Vika had already hid behind him: "Why do you come with malice? Even if you are a follower of Mr. Samast, if you are a kind visit, you will not be turned away here." ”

Hearing the wizard personally tell the identity of the thugs, more nobles became pale, what is the Dragon Witch Cult, that is what most people know, this terrorist organization has always been unreasonable, for some inexplicable purposes, it will provoke bloodshed, it is a famous madman organization of Faerun.

Many of the guards drew their weapons.

More people looked at Pan Diesel with even more horror, not knowing when this guy had fallen into trouble with the Dragon Witch Cult.

The purple-robed man lifted his cloak, revealing an old face with chapped eye sockets below, and the pair of eyeballs, like two blood-stained orbs, were deeply embedded in the depths of his eye sockets.

"Holder of the Staff of the Seven Laws, my master asks you, where did this scepter appear before the third day, and where were you?"

"The Staff of the Seven Spells?, Mr. Samast is actually interested in it?" the wizard frowned in surprise, "Three days ago, he was naturally in my hands, and as for me, I don't think I need to inform Mr. Samast of my whereabouts." ”

"You have to. Another purple-robed man muttered, "If you can't give Master Samast a satisfactory explanation, this place will be bleeding today." ”

"A river of blood?" the wizard chuckled, "Weigh your strength, you two, Lord Samast is provoking all the magnates of the Dragon Coast. ”

"Yes, the madmen of the Dragon Witch Cult. The one who spoke was a guild leader from Bosku, who had been battling the smuggling and kidnapping of the Dragon Witch Cult in recent years: "Where did you come from, go back to where you came, this is not your dragon's den!"

"Two, don't make unwise moves. The emissary of the Wizards of the Coast, a deacon wizard of the Five Rings, coughed softly.

"Unwise?" the purple-robed man sneered: "It's unwise that you fools dare to be our enemies. ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, if you really want to come here to provoke the rulers of the Dragon Coast, you don't have enough capital. The wizard smiled, seemingly completely ignoring the hundred or so thugs blocking the entire banquet hall.

Magical light seeped out from all directions of the hall and fell around the purple-robed man, but it didn't have the slightest effect.

"This palace has just been completed, and all magical protection is as fragile as wallpaper. The purple-robed man raised a hand, and his voice showed a hint of ridicule: "It's better for you not to continue to oppose the Dragon Witch Sect, surrender now, and you can get the leniency of the sect leader." ”

Want the current heroes of the West Gate City to surrender and go with them?

Everyone almost thought that they had heard it wrong, but when they saw the undead behind the purple-robed man, their hearts jumped sharply, and they also lost the ** of ridicule.

These are two dragon lichs, appearing in any region, even if only one, is enough to cause an astonishing disaster, far beyond ordinary dragons, even a medium-sized army can hardly compete with such a monster.

Of course, Pan Diesel still has the staff of the Seven Fasetrina, but when many people notice their surroundings, they are a little desperate.

This is a closed area, a large number of people are crammed into this small hall, once the battle starts, there will inevitably be great chaos, and then summon the dragon, I don't know how many people will die in the chaos.

And if Pan Diesel chooses to transfer, most of the people here will become the target of the Dragon Witch Cult's angry attacks.

The people of the Dragon Witch Cult were obviously well aware of this, and they blocked the entrances and exits of the hall from all directions, and the terrifying aura of the two dragon witches was enough to make most of the weak people tremble on the ground.

Everyone was waiting to know how Pan Diesel would deal with such an enemy.

And Del Songpaya's energy was even more concentrated, and he knew that this was a good opportunity to get a glimpse of this wizard's power.

Through the power shown by Pan Diesel, he was able to make a good judgment about the information he had gathered.

"It's okay to go with you, but you have to show some strength enough to take me away. At this moment, the wizard raised a hand, and a silver-white beam of flame flew out of the palm of his hand, which surprised many people, this is the arcane fire that only top-level spellcasters can use.

And the few sharp-eyed ones could see that the arcane fire released by Penny was different from the arcane fire of ordinary wizards, which made them doubly suspicious.

When Penny threw out the arcane fire, Del Songpaya's face turned pale, and he could almost conclude that this person was definitely not his enemy—unless it was talked about in the Arabian Nights, how could a five-ring spellcaster master such a top-level spell technique as the arcane fire after a year? Could it be that he had been kissed by the goddess of the magic net? Even the well-known ** masters of the past generations had to go through extremely hard training to have such an ability.

However, the mutation he sensed later made him breathe a sigh of relief, which seemed to be a slight difference from the high-level arcane fire of those ** masters, and the biggest difference was that the spell energy in it was rougher, although the power was not much different.

This relieved Del Songpaya to know that this was a supernatural power that had been obtained through anomalous means.

However, the change after that made him tremble in an instant.

This arcane fire actually split into a hundred bundles in mid-air, like a silver rain of fire, falling into the crowd of rioters, a large number of rioters were caught off guard, ignited by the explosion caused by the arcane fire, and fainted to the ground with a roar.

The two purple-robed men were instantly vigilant, and when they came, they had investigated Pan Diesel's information and knew that this was a difficult opponent, but Pan Diesel's attack had far exceeded their expectations.

Archuo struck a few silent sparks on their magic shields, and the two dragon lichs were already roaring and chanting incantations, and two beams of light of different colors shot at Pan Diesel in the center, and Del Songpaya's eyes were small, knowing that these two spells were high-level spell breaking and dissociation, and if they were hit one by the other, most mages would turn into ashes.

The wizard just wanted to counter this magic, but at this moment an incredible change occurred, and the little girl in his arms suddenly opened her mouth, and these two magical rays of light turned into scattered light mist in mid-air, and she sucked it into her stomach.

This turn of events caught everyone off guard, and after a moment of silence, only Alexia could be heard burping.

Swallowing these two light mist seemed to be more satisfying than eating a lot of pastries and candies, the little girl narrowed her eyes and smiled at the wizard as if offering a treasure.

The purple-robed man of the Dragon Witch Sect narrowed his eyes and waved his palm, except for the more secret chanting of spells, the rest of the thugs had already brandished their swords and roared towards the wizard's throne.

"It's a pity, with all of you, it's not easy for me to get out of here. As the wizard raised his palm, a long series of incantations came out of his throat almost in a single breath, and a large series of tones finally formed a powerful word, condensing in the air into a powerful vibration, tearing the air and reverberating in everyone's ears, except for the dragon lich and a purple-robed man, most of them were dizzy under the shock.

This is a deterrent mantra. A horrifying discovery entered the mind of Del Songpaya, who had just woken up, and he was even more shocked.

Compared to the arcane fire that seemed a bit false just now, this move was a genuine high-level spell casting skill.

Only the powerful wizards of the Eighth Ring can use it, and this kind of mantra spell cannot be recorded on the scroll or other spell utensils at all, which is simply a naked mark of Pan Diesel's strength.

He's not Penny Sean.

Almost instantly, he was firm in his thoughts.

And what was even more shocking was the Dragon Witch Cult attackers still standing in the center of the battlefield.

(To be continued)