Chapter 393

Along the way, Abe found that there are few shops here, which is quite different from the imagined commercial city. How can so many different races live together without shops? Where do these residents go to buy living materials?

"Ror, how come I haven't seen many shops along the way?" Abel asked, turning around with questions.

"Master Abel, you may not walk in the dwarf city. What you see in this city is only the surface, but the real prosperity is in the mountain's hinterland. These houses on the ground are only inhabited by humans and elves. Only a few dwarfs will live on the ground, and most dwarfs will live in caves in the hinterland according to the tradition!" Raul points to the mountain road on the ground and makes an exaggerated action, indicating that the underground is very big.

"Master Abel, I have arrived at the headquarters of the blacksmith guild. Look there!" After a walk, Raul pointed to the top of the mountain.

On the top of the mountain is a huge black castle. At the top of the castle is a statue. Although Abel has never been here, he also knows that the statue is the God of glengini, the dwarf's cave and blacksmith.

It's said that grungini is "Abel, you shouldn't show up in public!" Said the Red Wizard with a sneer.

"Unbridled, how do you speak to my master!" Before Abel could speak, Bartoli could not help shouting.

As soon as the face of the wizard in red who was scolded by Bartoli changed, the blood red clothes of the intelligence office were almost reckless in the human world. They were dyed with the blood of countless nobles, knights and wizards. He had never been so rude to the face.

Although it's a forbidden city, it's not included in the mental repression among wizards. This kind of non lethal attack, which is almost difficult to detect, will embarrass the other wizards at most. Unless the level gap is greater than a large level, it's hard to cause real damage.

That's exactly what happened. As soon as the Red Wizard's momentum was mentioned, a great deal of pressure rushed to Abel and Bartoli, including the fellow ror.

Abel quickly took the black wind lightly and blocked ror behind him. You need to know that ror is not a wizard either. This power is enough to hurt his spirit. It will take at least a month or more to recover.

In Bartoli's eyes, the dark golden light flickered, and a strange sense of oppression was born, which was quite different from the sense of oppression of the wizard in the holy land. This kind of oppression was full of the air of killing, which was the dark oppression of hell she obtained in countless years of killing and being killed.

The primary wizard and the intermediate wizard fight against each other, and a wizard who can only bully some ordinary people or dare not fight back at most, and a hell boss who has been in contact with life and death all the year round, the results can be imagined.

After contacting with each other, the sorcerer in red seems to see something particularly frightening. His eyes are wide and round, and his body moves back involuntarily. He can't know that he dropped a magic wand on the ground. Then he sat on the ground and was protected by a white light shield in the middle.

The wizard in red, who was protected in the middle, soon recovered his mind. He took a look at Bartoli with fear, and then looked at Abel with a kind of hatred. It was he who made himself lose a one-time passive defense magic item that was not easy to get.

If you really use this disposable passive defense magic item between life and death, it's just a threat attack. I thought it would make him dizzy at most, but who knows how to activate this disposable passive defense magic item.

The sorcerer in red didn't know that he was just facing an intermediate sorcerer, because Bartoli's breath is very strange. This kind of breath is different from that of the sorcerer in the holy land, which makes it impossible to distinguish her specific strength. Because of the air of killing, her oppression has already had the actual attack power to the lower level sorcerer, which is also the passive defense magic item that automatically excites The reason for living.

"Abel, you will regret it. The Revenge of our intelligence department will come soon!" The sorcerer in red said to Abel viciously. When he wanted to continue, he saw a flash of fierce light in Bartoli's eyes, and he couldn't help but shut his mouth. However, his hatred for Bartoli was all concentrated on Abel, and he looked at him viciously all the time.

"Thank you, master Abel!" At this time, ror, who had returned to God, was grateful to Abel, who protected him.

"Ror, you don't have to thank me. I've got you!" Abel smiled and waved to Raul.

Then he turned his head and looked at the wizard in red. He was full of killing opportunities for the wizard in red. If this is not a forbidden city, he is willing to kill him directly. A junior wizard is no match for him now, even if he doesn't need to summon things, he can kill him directly.

This kind of person is also a curse. Abel thought of pointing to the wizard in red here and turning to Raul and asked, "can his act just drive him out of quena city?"

"Master Abel, my position is low, but I can report it to the higher level of the guild for decision!" Roer was also angry. He attacked the staff in the headquarters of the blacksmith guild in the city of kina. This kind of behavior was absolutely an insult to the blacksmith guild. He said that he had reported to his superiors through his identity card.

Just after Roer's report, a dwarf in black appeared beside Roer in a white light. He first bowed to Abel, then looked at Roer, and quickly asked what had just happened."Please leave Chinatown immediately and never come here again. You are not welcome!" The black dwarf wizard said to the Red Wizard in a deep voice.

As soon as the face of the wizard in red changed, he didn't come to Chinatown to play. He came to invite the master blacksmith to make a magic wand with the materials of the magic wand made by senior wizard collifer. The meeting of the master blacksmith organized by the blacksmith guild was a rare opportunity, and many Masters could not be seen, especially those who could make the magic wand.

"No, I am the representative of Lord Oliver, and no one can expel me!" Cried the wizard in red.

"Do you mean that we need to make Oliver the unwelcome?" The black dwarf wizard asked with a sneer, at this time the senior wizard badge on his chest was particularly prominent.