Vol 6 Chapter 339

As a truly intelligent person, except for the lunatics above the black tower, wizards from any place will definitely not be martyrs. Under the circumstances that they know nothing to do, they will first choose Mingzhe to protect themselves.

The silver robe wizard soon wanted to understand this. He also subconsciously thought that the other party was a higher-level wizard than himself. Of course, he never believed that a warrior could take away his methods between raising his hands and raising his feet. With a respectful expression, he replied slyly: "... this lord, please believe that I have absolutely no intention to offend. If I know that your power is so powerful, I will never have any respect for you heart."

This sounds a bit ridiculous but it is the truth of the wizarding world. In this world of pursuit of magic and power, the strong is the first and the master is the first. If a powerful wizard takes a shot against a weak wizard, it is a matter of course. , But offending the majesty of the strong is one of the most foolish things.

Of course, wizards often pretend to be extraordinary, especially the craftsmen and wizards of the Silver Society often agree that they will not be shot at mortals, but such an agreement will always be kept in private, especially those mortals who do n’t have eyes. when.

Of course, the wizard would never have imagined that one day he would become that guy with short eyes.

But before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Brando: "I don't care about your nonsense, the previous sentence."

"Before ... the previous sentence?"

The wizard in the silver robe paused for a moment, but then realized something, and Rollinthe saw that the immortal man suddenly felt as if he wanted to shake.

When Brando saw this scene, he already knew something, and he said coldly, "Ivory Staff, Tallinn's Guardian of the Realm, so to speak. You have already planned to attack Eruin, why?"

If it was just panic, the silver robe wizard was about to collapse at this moment. He looked at the young man standing in front of him with a look of terrible fear, screaming: "You, who are you ? "

Brando was about to calm the guy down, but suddenly a voice came from the sky: "Tarian. Why wasted so long?"

The silver robe wizard suddenly raised his head and screamed into the air: "Be careful, there is a companion!"

His voice had not fallen, and a winding lightning had fallen in the sky, like a thousand silver snakes, opening his mouth to Brando. But Brando didn't even move the corner of his clothes, and the bright light hadn't approached him, it seemed to be a kind of illusion, which disappeared invisible automatically.

The silver robe master's eyes almost stood out in front of him. Open your mouth enough to stuff a goose egg.

"This is impossible!"

Three silver robe wizards appeared in the sky at the same time. One of them had a broken hood, which was the former shaved wizard. But immediately they raised the staff in their hands, and subconsciously wanted to cast the next spell.

Unfortunately, Brando was too lazy to waste time with these people. He only glanced in that direction and said, "Get off me."

As soon as the voice fell, as if a gust of wind was blowing, the three silver robe wizards were not stable. Like a kite with a broken line, it fell from the air and landed suddenly.

Brando flashed. The silver robe wizard leader, named Tarian, had not responded yet, and had seen his three companions held by the other, as if they had lost three dead pigs to the ground.

silence.

The scene was quiet for a while.

At this time, even Hainf could see that this young man who was traveling along with him was by no means an ordinary person. The silver wizards in front of him were not small characters at first glance. The key is. He saw silver eyes on the bald sorcerer's face.

Silver people!

This detail is like a thunderbolt that fell deep in his heart, making him unable to resist fighting in both upper and lower teeth.

There is only one wizard of the silver people in the world. They are artisan wizards of the Bugatians.

So who is this young man in front of him?

Is he actually a dragon?

Rawlint was also pale, and the count's son was full of dense sweat beads on his forehead. He understood for the first time that it turned out that the young man in front of himself was not talking big, but could really pinch him like a ant.

For a moment he didn't know if it was fortunate or fearful, at least he didn't further offend the other person.

"Although some things have gone awry, the inertia of history is still the same. It seems that the world's Sasard alliance has been established," Brando played with the ivory staff in his hand, his face was cold like ice: "I don't I need you to answer and understand your identity. You are a traitor to the secret walker, secretly betraying your leader, Archmage Roan, and throwing it into the dog-legs of His Highness. "

"Right, Mr. Tarian?"

Rawlint heard a louder voice than his teeth fighting. He turned pale, and found that the leader of the silver robe wizard rattled, and saw a ghost look alive.

"who are you!?"

The voice of a woman on the ground screamed that one of the four silver robe wizards was a woman, but Brando had no pity for compassion and jade. He waved his hand and the witch screamed and slammed into the side. On the wall.

The broken wall that was already loose could have done no harm to a silver wizard at all, but Brando suppressed all the magical protections on the witch, causing her to bump into her physical body, even though the silver body Far better than humans, but after all, the wizard was a wizard. After this collision, the witch's body suddenly left a few intact bones, and he rolled his eyes.

All the people in the room suddenly trembled, even if it was Ling and Sister Lian, it was the first time that Brando had shown such a cold side, and he was a little subconsciously scared.

But Brando didn't touch the slightest. He knew what kind of scum it was. At this time of the season, a wizard war would never be allowed.

"I'm asking you to answer now," Brando said coldly, "isn't you guys messing around with Baishan?"

At this moment, he suddenly understood everything. In history, the good things done by the Sasard Alliance were vividly remembered. In order to compete for the slate of war, the wizards came to earth and split into two camps. Log on each other. Finally, Vladimir, the dark eye, betrayed the people of silver and turned to the arms of the Twilight Dragon. He secretly provoked the relationship between the elves of Saint Osor and the undead, which led to the Battle of the Oblique Forest. Indirectly unlocking the seal of Esis, attracted the wolf disaster.

This world history has gone awry though. However, the inertia of the world line is still there. It seems that after the slate of war was born, the Sasard alliance was established as in history, and it is impossible for the undead to attack Baishan at this time, so the only possibility left is the wizards. Provoked.

After all, this is a past record of the Sasard alliance in history.

I don't know if he was stunned by Brando ’s thunder, or because the power of the unknown prophet shown by Brando shocked these people. Talian couldn't have concealed thoughts, and had to answer honestly: "That is The good deeds of Lord Vladimir and the wizards of Lataki have nothing to do with us. Dear Lord ... "

"Then what are you doing here?"

"... We were only ordered to stop a woman. She was the confidant of Count Denel. She had a slate of war in her hand."

"What's that woman's name?"

"Her name is Akane," Tarian flew into the air before he finished speaking, and he screamed quickly: "Master, don't kill me!"

"Have you caught her?" Brando asked him, pinning him in the air.

"No. Not yet," Tarian said in a panic. "The mission was very smooth. But I didn't expect to kill a weird lizard halfway. The lizard is like a legendary travel mage. It just got overwhelmed by it. "

With a movement in his mind, Brando asked coldly, "You killed it?"

"No, no. We suspect it is a descendant of the Travelling Mage and intend to take it back to Taraki."

Brando looked back. Hainf had already ran out when he heard the previous conversation, and soon he called out, "Mr. Sophie, here!"

Brando glanced at Tarian, who was fixed in midair. He walked out of the courtyard and saw Hainf standing in a large pit that was behind a broken wall. The fireclaw lizard lord Ropal was lying with his eyes closed at the deepest part of the bottom of the pit. The silver spell was obviously sealed by the wizards.

Brando's mind was a bit strange. He tried the strengths of several craftsmen and wizards. The worst of them all had the level of the peak of the rule of law. It seems that Ropar had a battle with these people. When was it? With this ability. And yesterday evening he contacted all of his travelling mage creatures. Metisha and Hipamila may not be able to be contacted during the trial, but Sister Modefis and Ropal were not in contact. The last contact was only Shire.

He didn't know where the vampire siblings were now, but he didn't expect that Ropar could be so close to himself and could not be contacted. What was going on? In theory, as long as the plane is not crossed, the connection between the travelling mage and the travelling mage's biology should not be cut off.

"Mr. Sophie, this is ...?" Hainff looked at the robust lizard with a doubt, even if he was good-bye and knowledgeable, he would not know the aboriginal fireclaw lizard man on the elemental plane of fire.

But Brando just waved his hand and reached for the silver runes on Ropal's body, scratching them, and the seal's spells disappeared withered.

Although I have already seen Brando ’s magic, this scene still stunned the young man, thinking when the spell of the Bugatti Silver Wizard became so weak?

"Master Lord," Ropal opened his fire-red eyes, a hint of surprise in his pupils: "Miss Qian, she has run away."

"I know." Brando nodded, and Wen said, "Have a good rest. The spell has an enchantment enchantment. After you recover, slowly tell me what happened between them."

The Lizard Lord nodded slowly.

Hainff opened his mouth and said, "Mr. Sophie, you know it. It also calls you Lord Lord. So you are a nobleman?"

"Some things you will eventually understand, but it's not yet time, Mr. Hainff," Brando replied. However, although his face was calm, his mind was faint.

The appearance of the minions of the Alliance of Sasarde around Eruin is not a good sign, not to mention that Tarian had previously shown hostility to Her Royal Highness. Their goal really only appeared on the slate of war in Eruin?

Also, why is Vladimir provoking the relationship between the elves of St. Osor and the undead at this time? Doesn't Taraki City throw into the arms of the Twilight Dragon after the Year of Spark?

Puzzles took root in Brando's heart.

…… (To be continued.) Mobile users please visit http://m.piaotian.net