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Originally, these people were competitors.

But now the team task is triggered, and everyone's interests are the same.

Stop Fang Heng!

Many people turned their attention to one of the players.

Duan Chengbin.

Yesterday, there was a sudden barbarian invasion. Many player teams and guilds mobilized people to go to the front line to support the mission. Most of the players left behind had missions or lacked strength.

Not long ago, Duan Chengbin just made a breakthrough and was accepted as a student by another vice president of the Griffin City Mage Association, so he couldn't leave.

He is the best among all the players on the field.

Duan Chengbin thought about it in his heart, took a few steps forward, stood in front of Fang Heng, and looked at Fang Heng.

"Lord Lord, don't be in such a hurry. There are very few necromancers in the association, and there are many questions that I want to ask you for advice."

"Huh? Ask for advice?"

Fang Heng glanced at the person who came.

Under the mask, his expression became solemn.

very troublesome.

It is estimated that the task players get is to prevent him from obtaining the blueprint for the construction of the mage tower.

In a short moment, several thoughts flashed in Fang Heng's mind.

Duan Chengbin looked at President Randolph again, "President, let's apply for Lord Heng to conduct an assessment of the ability of the Mage Association to confirm whether we have the qualifications to build the Mage Tower on our own."

"Assessment? A fight?"

Fang Heng reached out his hand when he heard the words.

A dark book of the dead appeared in the palm of his hand, and he moved his gaze to Vice President Randolph, "May I ask President Randolph, do you agree with this ability assessment?"

Randolph thought for a moment.

The ability assessment of the Mages Association is generally conducted in the Mages Association.

In most cases it's just a cutscene.

He had just asked someone to confirm Fang Heng's lord identity for the first time, and was about to find a reason to hold Fang Heng.

If it is confirmed that Fang Heng really wants to build a mage tower, the mage association is naturally willing.

I'm afraid there will be a problem.

A competency assessment is a good excuse for procrastination.

Moreover, he also wanted to see the strength of the undead mage in front of him.

Necromancy is too rare in the entire empire.

Randolph said with a gentle face, "Of course, the Mages Association approves this assessment."

"Through the evaluation, can we view the blueprint of the Mage Tower?"

Randolph sensed great confidence in the other's tone.

"Yes, if there is no problem with your lord status, you can refer to the blueprint of the Mage Tower, but the allocation of the magic core needs to be decided after you provide the complete application materials and after the discussion between the Mage Association and the Empire."

Randolph said and looked around, "This is a library. In order to prevent the collection of books from being affected, we will go to the square to conduct an ability assessment. What do you think?"

"it is good."



"What? Fighting? Who's with whom?"

"And an alien necromancer, a member of our association."

"Wang Ling Department?"

"Yes, it's just over there in the square, it is said that the blueprint of the ghost tower is going to be built. I don't know how to do it, and it's a fight. Hurry up and take a look."

There are very few mages in the Master Association who study necromancy. I heard that the necromancers came to participate in the rating. After the news spread, it immediately caused a lot of trouble.

In the square outside the library, more and more melon eaters and members of the Mage Association gathered here to observe.

Fang Heng's spied on game prompts on his retina started a new round of screen refreshes.

Thanks to the fact that he obtained a special fake identity in the trial state, Fang Heng's identity could continue to be hidden.

Randolph went to the center of the square.

"There is a certain danger in the ability assessment of the Master Association. In order to ensure safety, as the referee this time, I will interrupt this trial at any time. The trial is divided into wheel battles. If you persist in ten minutes without defeat, you will pass the assessment."

Fang Heng's eyes turned to Randolph, "What about the winning and losing rules?"

"Admit defeat, lose the ability to fight, or leave the square and lose."