The Lord's World Tour

And in situ,

The remaining mages looked at each other in blank dismay, puzzled.

In the end, a blond female mage wearing an emerald green mage robe stepped forward and said, "Teacher, that person just now...... your identity, even if he solved the troubles of Mount Fuji, you don't have to be so humble, right?" What's more, we haven't asked about the situation of Mount Fuji, so you let him go, this..."

The archmage glanced at the female mage who spoke, and then turned his eyes around the others, keeping their expressions in his eyes.There was a touch of disappointment in my heart, and I quickly said: "I know what you are thinking, put away all your small thoughts for me. If you are incompetent, don't be jealous of the excellence of others. Whatever your identity, blood, are all Shit, no matter how noble you are, can you compare to demons, or gods?"

"At the beginning, the ancestors who founded your family didn't have these bad habits. On the contrary, you have never failed to learn, and your eyes are higher than the top? Humph, you have to have the qualifications, too, without talent, you only rely on time and resources to pile up The mediocre people who come here don't have any vision and heart, but I think highly of you!"

“…”

Speechless!

silence!

Quiet!

Most of all the mages present are students of this student, and the rest also have some understanding of this strict and poisonous character.Besides, those who are clear are self-clearing. They make it clear that they are training students, so don't bump into people who have nothing to do with it.

"Also, although the young man just now didn't know his identity, the suit of armor on his body is at least the legacy of a certain ancient mage, or even a saint!"

It is possible that there is no such thing as a god armor, but this idea only appeared in his mind for a short moment, and then disappeared.As early as more than thirteen hundred years ago, after the gods defeated the evil for the last time, they suddenly disappeared.It's not that the latecomers haven't found their traces, but for more than a thousand years, these great existences seem to have left this world as a whole. Except for the records in books and some ancient stories, there is no trace of them. Find any real thing related to them.

No matter how stupid the magistrates are, they can't even find a spoon to eat, right?

Something that has disappeared for more than a thousand years, how could Sang appear as soon as it appeared.

The archmage said with a little emotion: "That child, the talent is really good, but, with a high probability, it has nothing to do with me!"

"Today's matter, everyone's best to be conservative. I know some of you can't help but spread the word, but I hope you don't get involved in the vortex. Otherwise, even I will save you when the time comes." Not you!"

After hearing this, someone was silent.Some people were frightened, and some people quietly put away the little thoughts that had just emerged in their hearts.

Although judged by the great mage as having no talent, since they were able to get the qualification to come to Nihong with the group, it was enough to prove that there was no such pure and simple among them, otherwise they would not be able to pass through their own country.

The underlying meaning of this sentence couldn't be clearer, don't make trouble, there is a backstage, and the archmage starts.If you provoke me, I can wipe your ass for you.

Archmage!

These three words are simple, but they represent the ultimate that human beings can go on the road of magic.Of course, there are follow-up paths, but that is beyond the reach of ordinary people.After all, just being an archmage is one in a million, or if only alchemists are not ordinary people, there may be one archmage out of ten thousand mages, of course, it is also possible that everyone is an idiot, and they will not be able to reach it until they die.

What's more, for normal promotion, as long as the archmage is not too old, he will have the power to wipe out a city after a little time.

This goes one step further, and that is the realm of the gods!

Saint fighters don't think about it for now,

That was the choice of heaven and earth, the most beloved young son of fate.According to the records in ancient books, there is a powerful existence that can harden steel demons!Even counting up from modern times, the older the saint warrior is, the more terrifying his power is.The one thousands of years ago, the saint fighter from the Lin Dynasty, even possessed the power of a god.

"Archmage?"

Someone asked, but the archmage didn't answer.Instead, he turned his head and looked at the gradually cooling magma under his feet: "Stop talking nonsense, finish the things here earlier, so that you can go back and help. Windsor, Lu Ausel, distribute the materials, according to the spell I taught you before, Cool down the magma to disperse the poisonous gas!"

"..."

Driven by the archmage, the topic was suspended.Dozens of mages present took out the materials for casting magic from their pockets one after another, chanted and released the spell, and streaks of blue light fell on the magma below.Extremely cold and extremely hot intertwined, crisp, as if the sound of glass shattering continued to resound.

The fiery red Mount Fuji is like steel that has left the forge.

From a distance, it can be seen that the crimson color on the surface is rapidly reducing, and the toxic smoke that is constantly growing and spreading upwards from the cracks in the mountain is also gradually decreasing.

Among the serial disasters, the most terrifying one,

Now it looks like it is under control?

.......

Chenlong was not clear about the scene that happened on the top of Mount Fuji.

But he does know that he himself is now a foreign gun wax head.The battle armor doesn't matter, and even this thing is the chief culprit of his pale complexion, blue lips, perennial handicraft, and big deficit in his body.

He didn't regret it, after all, the disaster that was enough to destroy the entire neon, and even caused great harm to human civilization, was weakened, and even had to be completely disposed of.As for the "Chenlong" full armor, the matter of using divine power excessively for a long time to squeeze oneself out is really insignificant compared to the former.

But again, there was nothing he could do about what happened in Tokyo.

Whether it's Bogang, or the monster summoned by the Holy Lord!

Chenlong can only pin his hopes on his father,

But in the two consecutive phone calls, both Xiaoyu and Tru were all turned off.

Completely beyond his expectations,

Helpless, I can only try to call the [-]th district, hoping that the new police chief will have some news, or call my new friend to ask?Of course, he knew that the possibility of getting the news he wanted was very slim.But who ever thought of this distraction, the phone number subconsciously pressed into the landline of the antique shop and dialed out.

"Beep, beep, beep..."

???

If I remember correctly, before they left, the phone lines of the antique shop, including all the power switches in the shop, were unplugged, but what happened to the phone being able to get through?With some doubts and perplexity, Chen Long continued to wait.

After a while:

"Hello? Papa's Antique Shop, please leave a message if you have anything to do, you need to make an appointment..."

"True?"

"Chenlong?"