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Tucci still sneered, with a helpless and disappointed expression.

Mickey Rhoda didn't want to miss the tempting delicacy because of his recklessness, so he stepped forward to hold his younger brother, turned around and stood in front of Tucci, and said in a concentrated voice: "Tucci, I know you are good at sneak attacks, you said Talk about a plan."

"Brother? Are you crazy?" Mickey Roll was a little unreasonable, and this time his brother Mickey Rhoda ignored him.

With a bright smile on Tucci's face, he said to Mickey Roll: "Little brother, it's your elder brother who knows the general idea."

"Tucci, don't talk nonsense, tell me quickly, what are you sure about?"

Under Nuoda's urging, Tuqi smiled mysteriously, and said in a sinister way: "Those three people bought my roast duck today..."

Before the words were finished, there was silence in the sentry tower. Mickey Rolle gave Tucci a thumbs up after a while if he realized something.

Tucci, the source of the plague, has extraordinary instincts. Brother Mickey Rhoda, who has dealt with him countless times, certainly trusts his venom. The existence that can be withdrawn, Tucci's plague infection is the only magic weapon to deal with the spirits.

The three people in the sentry tower immediately clapped their hands together, and let out sinister laughter; when the tombstone outside the sentry tower shook on the ground, the squeaking soil became loose, and pairs of dry hands turned the mud; at the same time, the sentry Dozens of bats flew out of the dark cave at the top of the tower, with reddish eyes gliding through the sky, all like midnight ghosts.

"The Bond of Blood"

Mickey Roll raised a blood sphere in the palm of his hand, and the energy blood droplets on the blood sphere in the mist flowed on it. This is the secret technique of summoning the tribe in the blood clan; muffled sounds came from everywhere, and hundreds of figures crawled out of the grave Uniform vampires.

Among the people who climbed out, there were men and women, the men were slender and handsome, while the women were enchanting and beautiful.

"Tucci! I have no reservations about the title of the Duke. It's up to you to come down. I hope we can work together happily this time." The serious Mikinoda looked at his brother's blood skills with satisfaction; he turned around with a serious face He reminded Tucci that at least he must let this dirty mouse know that the three spirits must not be underestimated!

"Don't worry, Baron, we will still share it according to the agreement after it is done." Tucci hid in the black hole complacently, and the town of Heimei became swaying...

In the blacksmith's shop, four people sat around a simple and fast table. The roast duck was covered with dust, but no one tore it up in the big bowl; because Maud Caesar's dinner to welcome old friends was too rich!

"Brother, this is for you." Ashe picked up a piece of black bat meat and put it next to Wang Man. The latter only felt stagnation in his chest and his stomach was churning.

"Haha, Ai Ze, I haven't seen you for a few years. Your sister has grown so tall? She is really a cute baby!"

"Of course, she is my younger sister!" As soon as Ashe was mentioned, the older brother was very proud.

"Hey, boy, why don't you eat it? It took me a lot of effort to prepare it." Maude Caesar saw Wang Man's indifference to the bat meat on the table, and his face immediately dropped.

"It's Wang Man, aren't you hungry? Master prepared meat for you, you are disrespectful to him." Ai Ze also said in a deep voice, looking very impatient.

"I...I can't eat this." Wang Man replied in a low voice, and glanced at the roast duck in the center. Although it was dusty, he still liked the taste of the public.

Maude Caesar saw what the young man was thinking, and casually picked up the dirty roast duck and handed it to Wang Man.

"Eat? What are you doing in a daze? A worthless guy."

Listening to Maude Caesar's reprimand, Wang Man took it timidly, and the bitter taste melted into his mouth. He didn't know whether it was the discomfort in his appetite caused by the strange environment from a foreign land or the boredom caused by the continuous oppression of his mood.

"What's the origin of this kid? He looks so weak, what are you doing with such a weak person?" Maud Caesar seemed puzzled by Aize's actions.

"Caesar, don't underestimate humans, this kid's village saved our family."

"What? Oh, that's good!" Caesar saw Aize's dissatisfaction, everyone has a bottom line, as an old friend, how could he break through.

Caesar changed the subject, pouted and said, "By the way, Aize, you said you want to take them to Zhanzheng College?"

"Well, Zhanzheng College is the only way out for the children. If they stay in the village or wander around the world, they will go to hell; besides, they are still young and need to learn some skills to protect themselves; we cannot protect them all our lives when we grow up! "

"Old friend, you're right! But... I'm afraid it won't be easy to survive there." Caesar glanced at Aize slightly uneasy, and said the last half sentence slowly.

Caesar's meaning is obvious. Zhanzheng Academy is not a welfare society, but a political arbitration institute in mainland China. It is also a military training institution across the country. Magic knowledge accounts for a large proportion of Zhanzheng Academy, but these knowledge are military secrets. .

The vertical and horizontal kingdom and the other three countries tightly control the spread of magic knowledge.This knowledge is the source of hope and strength in the Shenzhou Continent. A small number of cautious spellcasters will try to bypass the permission management of the elders of the academy to seek their own way of seeking magic, but this is almost impossible. There is a chance.

Apprentices have the opportunity to acquire magical abilities and become spiritual beings who control various skills and energies, but in the end they will all become part of the darkness and forget, and be managed and restricted by the college's resolutions. The only thing to meet the betrayers is death... the elder Summoners of the young recruits are quick to remind young recruits of this fact!

Now Caesar’s worry is exactly what Aize is worried about. If it weren’t for his father, Carrey Goode, who had such a little weight and slight influence in the academy, beginners like Wang Man would not even be able to enter the war. The gate of the college.

Almost all spiritual beings above the third level believe that Zhanzheng College is an elite warrior of destiny baptized in life and death, but what about Wang Man?Just a barbarian who protects his territory with all his blood, is he considered a warrior of destiny?

"Forget it, everything depends on the destiny. If you want to become a destiny warrior, it is not something you and I can easily decide." As soon as Ai Ze finished speaking, he heard the wooden door of the blacksmith's shop slam open, and the little blacksmith curled up and rolled in.

"Didn't I tell you to stay outside?" Caesar was about to get angry when he felt that the atmosphere was not right.

The little blacksmith's face was flushed, his eyes were white, his pupils disappeared, and his behavior was quite abnormal. He didn't answer Caesar's accusation, but stood up at the door, twisting his neck and making the sound of bones colliding, and suddenly yelled , opened his hand and took out Ai Ze's vest.

The little blacksmith's fingertips became extremely sharp, and his nails shone with a ghastly cold light.

"Be careful." Caesar yelled loudly, and with a flick of the silver hammer, "Death Spreading" flew out, and the metal storm was approaching with the wind, wrapping Aize tightly.

The little blacksmith reached into Caesar's energy shield with both hands, and after struggling several times, he stagnated, his Adam's apple rolled and made a dull and piercing grunt.

Wow... The little blacksmith opened his mouth, and a stream of bright yellow venom sprayed out from his mouth, shooting directly at the back of Aize's head.

Ai Ze pulled out his epee in a hurry and flew into the air, leaping over Venom, thinking something was wrong in his heart, when he looked down, Venom really directly attacked Caesar.

"You let me block the skill at the critical moment?" Caesar vented his dissatisfaction, the hammer flew up and down, the whole hammer was entwined with holy light, and the fan-shaped metal storm was guided by the shovel hammer, creating a shovel leading to the roof. Steep slope; the venom veered high in the air before Caesar's face.

The concentration of the light yellow venom was not very high, but it eroded the beams into a black hole, and the rainwater poured into the blacksmith shop along the hole.

"This kid is infected, hurry up and kill him." Caesar was agitated, and Ai Ze descended from the air, spinning and falling in a "sword-slashing style". The sword grabs.

Ai Ze's fighting spirit was majestic, and the blade was infused with spiritual energy. It was as powerful as a tiger, and it was a shocking blow. The epee cut the little blacksmith in half without any resistance.

The little blacksmith fell to the ground miserably, turned into bones, and bid farewell to this evil world; he did not feel the slightest fear of death under the infection of the venom.

Seeing that the plague body was eliminated, Caesar immediately sang the "Hymn of Death", which is a duel ceremony of the craftsmen, who borrowed the power of destruction from his ancestor Death, and the elementary "Hymn of Death" would only greatly eliminate the enemy's magic resistance At the highest level, it is the dark magic that really absorbs the soul; these spirits who use weapons to practice magic all rely on enhancing the level of weapons to gain an advantage in battle, and Caesar is a metal energy refining mage To be precise, he is a metal master who is proficient in mastering energy particles!

Aize made a defensive posture with his epee crossed across his chest. Ashe hid in the corner and bent his bow to aim at the black hole on the roof. From Caesar's expression, we can see the seriousness of the threat, so the Aize brothers and sisters watched intently. Looking at this not very spacious shop.

Five seconds of chanting is enough for the situation to undergo a huge change. Ai Ze asked himself that he had never encountered such a bizarre poisoning situation; at the moment when Caesar was about to cast his magic, energy fluctuations appeared beside the table, and the silent room Let out a smug laugh.

Wang Man was taken aback for a moment, he clearly heard the laughter coming from behind, turned his head hastily but there was no one there.

As soon as Wang Man was about to get up, he felt a sticky force from behind that sucked him out. He had seen the state of the little blacksmith before his death, and he didn't want himself to be the next one to be infected.

The desire to survive forced Wang Man to struggle desperately, but the ridiculous thing was that his struggle seemed very weak.

"Boy, come to us quickly."

"Oh, God!" Before Ai Ze could finish his sentence, he saw Wang Man being dragged out of the room. He couldn't see any enemies in his eyes, but felt the chilling crisis and the plague energy spreading everywhere.

"This... this... Caesar, what the hell is this?" Ai Ze was a little flustered, watching Wang Man leave the shop, looking a little unbelievable.