Doomsday magician

Chapter 12 Old Mage Aite

When Xu Bai woke up, it was already evening.

"Old man, where do you think parents are?" Xu Bai leaned on the beach chair, staring blankly at the few lonely stars in the sky.

Xu Bai has almost recovered, magicians only consume mental energy, and physical energy is just for them to maintain their bodies.

The old man was abnormally silent, and he didn't know which way to comfort Xu Bai.

"Crack." Xu Baiqi opened a can of beer and swallowed hard.

"Cough cough." Xu Bai coughed violently, "I drank too fast and choked instead." Xu Bai laughed at himself.

"Old man, tell me the story of your place." Xu Bai said softly.

The old man was silent for a while, then slowly opened the chatterbox: "Ait? Gustan."

"Aite? Gustan? Is this your name?" Xu Bai asked curiously, and took a sip. He didn't dare to drink so fast this time.

"Yes, Ait? Gustan." The old man repeated, as if it took a lot of courage to say the name.

"I'm a magician from another place, and the magic elements there are many times stronger than here." Xu Bai could feel the old man's contempt.

"What's none of my business? It's not what I want." Xu Bai also couldn't laugh or cry.

"There, magicians are also divided into grades. Magician grades are divided into: apprentice magician, junior magician, intermediate magician, advanced magician, great magician, magister, great magister, holy magister, and The strongest Demon God."

Xu Bai smacked his lips and asked, "Then what am I now? Intermediate? Advanced?"

"It's a good idea." Aite is also speechless, "The ability to release the fireball technique requires only the strength of the most ordinary magician, and you can only release the fireball, intermediate? Advanced magician? Just wait!"

"Then what year and month will I have to wait to bring you back to life?" Xu Bai was used to being hit by Aite.

Anyway, we have a thick skin, and we don't miss this time.

"It's still early! With your level, killing a ghoul would take a lot of effort." Aite prodded.

Just let this kid practice the fireball technique to save him from panic when the time comes.And his fireball... is actually just the size of a bottle cap...

"Ghouls? Zombies? That's right, there's no way, I'm cowardly." Xu Bai shrugged, then spread his hands and said indifferently.

Aite almost spat out a mouthful of old blood when he heard it.

Do you want to be so direct? Hey!Anyway, let's cover it up!

"It would be great if there were your so-called zombies at the door." Aite sneered.

"Anything you want." Xu Bai looked indifferent, "Come as soon as you come, anyway, my house is anti-theft door, let's talk about it after breaking the door."

"Boom boom boom!"

As if to respond to Aite's unconscionable curse, there was a knocking sound outside the anti-theft door.

(End of this chapter)