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Netheril's Glory Chapter 764

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Chapter 764: Tao is different.

"Oh, look at that beautiful small house, look at the neatly arranged tiles on the roof, look at the girl standing at the door, is she a girl selling bread? Her beautiful eyes are just like It's a flawless gem, the uncle really... seems to have smashed her and her house together..."

Crazy knights will always be mad knights, and the evil camp will always be the evil camp. Destroying, killing, torturing, bullying the weak... These extremely evil behaviors are their favorite entertainment.

But at this time, punk wouldn't allow Kane to act recklessly. He didn't want to try what it was like to clash with a thirty-fifth level spellcaster.

Therefore, when the legendary knight who stopped quarreling with the "smiling" began to look at the innocent passers-by full of smiles and sunshine working with a kind of malicious eyes, Punk warned Kane without looking back:

"Don't make trouble, Mr. Besadas, we don't have to fight an enemy who is obviously not weak. It is in our interest to walk quietly in this city, at least if we know Azt Before Lan, any substantial conflict was unnecessary."

"Anlaanla, my uncle has a good mentality, but it is very uncomfortable to watch so many exquisite things exist without wanton destruction. If there is a chance, my uncle will definitely smash every stone in this city. Okay".

Cursing his lips, the legendary knight slowly loosened his grip on the fingers of the gun?

Although being inexplicably locked in a cage made the mad knight in a bad mood, he certainly understands that conflicts should not be caused for a little emotional vent now. The "crazy words and crazy words" of the "instant killing gun" just now are more just Simply complaining.

As for the "smile" that started to become a little silent... Now even the time punk doesn't know what this guy is thinking, but it seems that with the passage of time, the "smile" character fluctuates more and more, especially After being in this magical lock and not knowing how long it will take to escape from birth, the arrogant eyes of "smiling" also showed a deep color of worry.

There is a time limit for the gods to leave the kingdom of God. The clergy does not care about the reasons why their "employees" did not return on time. If the gods do not return within the specified time, then the clergy directly consumes the divine power as punishment.

When the divine power is exhausted, this "absentee" god will also be declared dead.

So now the silence and worry of "Smile" is easy to understand-Aztlan has been locked in a magic fan lock for 200,000 years and has not been out. How long will the three of them stay here? Spellcasters and mad knights certainly don't care about the passing of hundreds of thousands of years, but their "vacations" don't have much time.

However, it is a pity that no matter whether the "smile" is anxious or not, her two teammates will only express gloat for her experience from the bottom of their hearts. Therefore, even though she is very anxious, the girl god still did not mention this from beginning to end. thing.

It's a no-brainer to mention it, and it's just a shame.

In this way, three legendary professionals with their own minds followed Aztlán all the way to the uppermost space of the White Rock City, which is the place called "the perfect magic academy" by the white-robed mage.

Aztlan’s School of Magic is very similar to the school of punk’s previous life. It also has a precise time for students to go to and from school. There are different teachers responsible for different subjects, and even male and female mages have a uniform school uniform.

The students in the school do not distinguish the grades according to their occupational levels, but according to the amount of knowledge they have mastered. Although the teachers who teach are mostly official-level mages or even master-level mages, most of the students are just apprentice-level juniors. It's just a mage.

And according to Aztlan’s introduction, punk is not without surprise to know that most students in this academy will not aim to advance to a higher level of strength. They all have excellent inheritance of the white robe mage. "Recluse thinking, many students just want to learn some magic and return to the common people to work. Only those students with excellent talents will officially embark on the path of professionalism under the advice of their instructors...

Well, in this world where everyone is aiming to advance to a higher level of life, Aztlán, who can think of teaching magic on a large scale and facilitating production and life, is also considered a great talent, especially when he is a punk. When questioning him without doubt, "What do you call the perfect college is to train professionals as skilled workers in batches?", the white-robed mage who was walking towards a clearing answered confidently:

"Of course, this is the best way I can think of to eliminate the barrier between professionals and ordinary people. Maybe higher-level spellcasters still find it difficult to integrate into the world of ordinary people, but at least the students trained in my magic academy will not If you think you have power, you are superior..."

"...It's really unreasonable, why do professionals want to be friends with ordinary people?"

In the face of Aztlán who feels good about himself, punk's questioning is as sharp and sharp as ever:

"Your so-called "cultivation" is completely meaningless, and powerful people should look down on the whole world from the peak, because spiritual pleasure and material abundance are what the strong should get!"

"..."

"Patter"!

Once again, he stopped, and Aztlan, who had already reached the edge of the clearing, looked back again with some helplessness and displeasure.

"This is the truth of the evil? Taking bullying of innocent people for granted?"

"You call this "evil"? Is there any difference between what you do and such "evil"? All the order in this Garden of Eden is actually something imposed by a legendary powerful force. If you If you think the "good guys" you cultivate are really so kind, why don't you try to find a place to sleep for hundreds of years, and then see what your Garden of Eden looks like?"

Unrelentingly holding on to Aztlan's "kind" rhetoric, punk language can already be said to expose the bottom of the people and pierce the soul.

"Destroy Whispers" is testing, he is testing whether Aztlan can tolerate the existence and rebuttal of completely different ideas, and whether he really takes "the establishment of an equal country" as his own path. After all, strictly speaking, this white-robed mage It can be said that it is the first kind-hearted legendary professional that punk has encountered.

The facts have proved that......those who are in the good camp are not all paranoid but unreasonable. For example, even if punk’s taunting skills remain undiminished, Aztlan still sighs deeply. He breathed, then shook his head and said disappointedly:

"Language can't change the difference between you and me. After all the ways are different, we don't know each other. It's better for us to keep the water from the river..."

"Master-level Plastic Energy Spell-Beautiful Residence"!

If you don’t speak too much, when you understand that the three adventurers you are facing are all first-class selfish people and have no intention to conflict with him, Aztlan is not interested in showing more, after all. It is impossible for his ideas to be recognized by these three interests.

Therefore, the last white-robed mage just put out his smile and stared at the three magic houses rising from the ground and said flatly:

"I have built a home for three friends, and someone will send you all kinds of daily necessities in a while. For a long time in the future... we will be neighbors. Of course, I also sincerely hope that you can be broad-minded. A little bit, don't make things difficult for some more curious students...okay?"

End of this Chapter

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