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Chapter 965: prey..
"The weather in the Grey Rain Country is still too gloomy. It rains continuously no matter what the season. Only after leaving this cloudy cloud will the sky become clearer. Such a climate is not suitable for the fermentation of distiller’s grains at all. There is no need for a little "little spell" to help produce alcohol... I don't know if Bill's "senior drunk" will find this unnatural taste."
While flying fast in the clouds, the fiery red beard of the serious mage sighed to himself that these things had nothing to do with magic.
Ankazan, who was carrying a good wine, went to visit an old friend. Although the middle-aged mage flying through the clouds did not show any changes, in fact, the mood of the "burner" is obviously not bad now, because Meswu Er's orders, the unlucky caster can only stay in a magic tower with no magic resources for most of the time, and only have time to leave the gray sky and relax every ten to twenty thousand years.
So for Ankazan, every detail of the short "holiday" is worthy of my heart.
During the short trip, he will carefully feel the sun shining on his robe, feel the magical shield of the breeze blowing over the outer layer of the body, and watch the scenery along the way. What new things have been gained in this tens of thousands of years Change...Abandoning the rigid and rigorous disguise of the ancient spellcaster, Ankazan is actually a person who loves life very much. It is estimated that no one has ever known that he has transformed the laboratory in his magic tower into winemaking. In the workshop, although the stale personality developed for a long time made the middle-aged mage unable to change the seriousness of his expression even when he was relaxing and entertaining, in fact, Ankazan's serious expression is more just to cover up his boredom. And helpless.
The helplessness is because there is really no way to further improve the strength, and the boredom is because there is nothing worthy of attention in life. In terms of boredom and helplessness, the "Burner" is no different from many legendary professionals of the reclusive faction... …
"Recent time has been fairly quiet. Those red robes suddenly became silent, and there were no other accidents on the plane of Faerun. This kind of calmness can be used to tease Bill, although Messoul has still been There is still no news so far, but... this kind of calm is better than annoying battles. It's just a pity, I don't know how poor old Owen is now."
Thinking about the joy of discussing topics after seeing a friend, carrying the anxiety caused by the sudden disappearance of the immediate boss, and feeling ashamed of being unable to save the "colleagues" who do not know the life or death... Suddenly, Anka Zan found that he was a little sentimental today.
In the memory of the "burner", when I visited my friends in the past, I could abandon all the unpleasant troubles and enjoy the wine, but today...
This feeling of being unable to calm down is not known for how long it has not appeared in Ankazan's impression.
"I should be thinking too much. Isn't the peace on the plane of Faerun very good? Messul did not give any new orders. After a great battle tens of thousands of years ago, why did I become so neurotic." ?
Shaking his head to abandon the awkward feeling in his heart, Ankazan silently resumed a smooth flight.
The entertainment time is hard-won, and he doesn't want any miscellaneous feelings to interfere with his only fun.
So in this way, the "burner", who did not raise his vigilance but deliberately relaxed his mind, not only did not increase the flight speed, but also deliberately slowed down his progress. He began to focus on the soft white clouds. In the mirror-like lake, placed in the crystal clear sunlight.
until…………
An extremely inconspicuous spot of dirty energy suddenly enveloped the entire field of vision with lightning speed.
"Alchemy Legendary Spells-The Twisted World of Muse"!
"..."
"Papacha".
The fragile earthenware pot containing the fine wine was torn apart in mid-air, and the light cyan wine with diffused aroma quickly dissipated without a trace in the obliteration of the distortion of the law............
Just when Ankazan flew to the sky above the continuous mountain range between the Muse Empire and the Grey Rain, a light curtain of mixed colors and twists spread out without warning, and the spread of legendary spells was too fast and too fast. The "burner" who reacted immediately and entered the state of battle has no time to respond effectively. With the vast sky being shattered and deformed in the fierce distortion of the law, the level has not been improved since the last battle. Ankazan was almost completely stunned
Because just on this mountain peak that has been distorted, collapsed and shattered by the power of the legendary spell, the "prey" who has entered the effective range of the legendary spell has to be surprised to feel the sense of incongruity as if carrying a heavy burden on the body. I was shocked to see a completely unexpected enemy-it was a terrifying figure wearing a robe like the night sky, half of his face hidden under the shadow of a hood, and it was also completely impossible for Ankazan to forget, his face in his lifetime. The strongest opponent I have ever faced............
"Destroy Whispers" Punk-Sean"!
"Oh? It seems that you still remember me, Mr. "Burner", then... I think you should also remember that our last "duel" is not over yet, and now I think it's time to let it go on." .
Hearing Ankazan's horrified words, the expressionless "Destroy Whisper" also raised his head and looked towards the sky indifferently.
At this moment, the powerful aura of the thirty-ninth-level legendary professional danced freely in the space shrouded in color, and the gaze of a spellcaster looking at another spellcaster was more like a calm hunter seeing a panicked prey—— Yes, the hunter who arranged traps to ambush according to the information displayed by the magical spells of the Bright Moon class finally faced the prey that fell into the trap, and then, a grand hunt was about to begin!
"Run! Must run, must run back to the magic tower"!
Ankazan deserves to be a veteran legendary professional. His ability to judge is by no means comparable to that of the fledgling stunner. After detecting the scary 39th level of punk, the "burner" He was soberly aware that he could never win at all. He didn't know and couldn't understand why the legendary mage, who was only level 30 last time, was able to rise to such a level in such a short period of time, but it was so much higher. The gap between his six professional levels cannot be faked.
Although Ankazan, who is not bad in strength, is convinced that he still has the power to fight against ordinary legends that are two professional levels higher, but he is six levels higher in the face, and at the same time he can ignore his strongest trump card "Huiyue." The terrifying and powerful enemy of "Eye Pupils"............
In any case, I can't fight, two of them are not enough to fight! Escape to the magic tower is your only chance to survive!
End of this Chapter
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