People Are in the Kingdom of God, and They Have Just Taken Place in the Adult Room

Old wizard Heyman always feels like he forgot something?

So much so that when he was studying magic, he was a little uneasy.

"Dong dong dong..."

It wasn't until there was a knock on the door that he suddenly remembered that the blacksmith boy who had visited him a few days ago, smelled of coal and pig iron, had never been found.

Is this greedy for his emerald?

A sneer appeared on Heyman's face... A well-made body is a good material for concocting zombies!

After thinking about it, he said lazily, "Come in!"

"Squeak-"

A young man with red eyes and red hair wearing a scarlet robe pushed open the door and walked in.

Hayman only glanced out of the corner of the eye, and felt as if his eyes had been stung, stinging, dazzling, and his attention could no longer be removed.

Even the soul is drawn to it uncontrollably.

"Hyman?"

The visitor asked with a light expression on his face.

"Exactly, dare to ask your Excellency...?"

The old wizard Heyman was hunched over in humility.

The wizard's robes, covered in dust and grime, concealed the magical fluctuations.

When someone threw an object, it fell on the table and spun around, making a dull crashing and rubbing sound.

The old wizard Heyman took a closer look, his pupils shrunk.

It was an emerald.

—It is the emerald he left to the blacksmith boy to exorcise evil spirits!

The old wizard Heyman couldn't sit still anymore, the extraordinary power rose up arbitrarily, and the strange sound of claws in the hut suddenly disappeared.

"Submission or death, choose one?"

The red-eyed and red-haired man smiled and looked playful, implying a bit of inexplicable anticipation.

That neat and tidy gesture made the old wizard Heyman's heart to escape suddenly froze.

He felt the trembling spirituality and the feedback from the supernatural objects, and finally chose to follow his heart.

"It is rumored that there is a kind of magic called prolongation of life. The caster can transfer the aging to the contractor, thereby obtaining a near-eternal lifespan. When the caster dies for some reason, the contractor can pass through the barriers of time and space and replace the caster's Location!"

"I smelled an aura that didn't belong to this world on you, and the soul and body of the blacksmith boy disappeared without a trace, as if it never appeared..."

The red-eyed red-haired man crossed his arms with a playful expression: "Then what?"

"A great being from the unknown world, the gravedigger Hyman is willing to surrender at your feet and follow in your shadow."

The old wizard Heyman knelt down tremblingly, expressing his submission.

"Gravedigger? Hahaha, what a good sign."

The red-haired man raised his head and laughed.

Hyman, who was lying on the ground, was silent.

"How many times?"

The red-haired man laughed and asked casually, while strolling through the stacked and crowded cabin.

Pick up some extraordinary materials from time to time and look at them.

"Three rings!" Heyman said.

"Like maggots!" The red-haired man commented coldly: "What about the ceremony?"

"A little bit."

"Really? What kind of extraordinary characteristics does the fourth ring want?"

The pupils of the crawling old wizard trembled slightly, he was silent for a while, and said, "Dream Element."

"You want to get out of this **** place so much?"

"This is the great Mordiggian realm, the hunting ground for ghouls, and humans are only livestock here."

"Dang!"

Just as the old wizard Heyman finished speaking, he saw a sealed bottle suddenly fall in front of him, and the sound of the collision between the glass bottle and the basalt made his heart beat wildly.

In the sealed bottle, an extraordinary characteristic glowing with blue light, like a deep starry sky, rippling slightly.

- This is the extraordinary characteristic of a dreamer.

"Take it!"

The red-haired man sat across from the lab table.

Behind him, a pale-faced zombie walked out of the dark shadow, like the most loyal servant, came to the red-haired man, stooped, and gently knocked his legs for him.

That picture is of Hayman, an old wizard who has been dealing with zombies and ghouls all the year round, and he has a strange sense of harmony.

This is not the point.

The key is that the zombie was carefully raised by him.

Facing the control of the puppet being taken away, the old wizard Heyman hesitated a bit, then he gritted his teeth and wiped off the seal on the bottle, and drank it.

In an instant, an infinite illusion rushed towards his face, completely drowning his soul.

When he was sweating profusely to break free from the illusion, he saw the red-eyed red-haired man lying on the chair with a boring face, his feet resting on the corner of the table, and staring at the ceiling blankly.

"I'm going to conquer all cities except Zul Bahasar City..., Mr. Aboriginal, where do you think I should start?"

The red-haired man said casually, as if a nobleman went out to practice and casually ordered his servants to prepare to attack the cannibal tribe.

The old wizard Heyman was dumbfounded.

I knew this feature was not given for nothing.

Conquer Zosik?

This, this is simply courting death!

No no no!

This may be some unknown extraordinary ritual.

"This city in front of you may be the best target to conquer!"

The old wizard Heyman replied with a deep meaning in his thoughts.

"Yes?"

The red-eyed red-haired man put down his feet: "Lead the way!"

Heyman's expression became hesitant: "Do you want to investigate the ruler of this city - Bennett?"

"Yeah, should we investigate?" The red-eyed, red-haired man patted his forehead and suddenly realized, "How many superhumans is he? Don't tell me he's a demigod."

"It is rumored that he is an extraordinary person with the fourth ring. Of course, this information is outdated. At this time, he may have stepped into the fifth ring."

Heyman said solemnly, the exaggerated and absurd remarks of the red-haired man made him unable to tell whether the other party was a five-ring superhuman?

Or a legendary demigod?

"Huh... it scared me to death." The red-haired man exaggerated and sighed: "As long as it's not a demigod."

"Lead the way, my servant... no no, my shepherd!"

servant? Shepherd?

The old wizard Heyman's eyes flickered, and he finally got up, hunched his waist and led the way.

Just as he left the hut on his front foot, there was a crackling sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets from the rear hut.

Dozens of ghouls and zombies emerged from the nooks and crannies, scrambling to clean up their master's softness, ready to run away at any time.

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"Sir, here we are, Bennett lives in this wizard tower."

Soon, Heyman led the red-haired man out of the slum, stopped in front of a long street, and pointed forward.

Looking up, at the end of the field of vision, a majestic wizard tower stands between heaven and earth. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

Also cast a huge shadow in the city!

Zosik wizards all know that "the wizard with the wizard's tower" and the "magician" are completely two species.

Even the most basic wizard tower represents a value beyond imagination.

This is the foundation of ruling the city-state!

"How arrogant, living in such a dazzling building is just like lighting the sun in the dark and arrogant and... idiot!"

The old wizard Heyman twitched.

Heart: I would rather be so arrogant and idiot.

"Boom—"

An earth-shattering explosion sounded suddenly from the front.

The old wizard Heyman looked at the sound blankly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his mouth suddenly opened wide! !