Versatile Mage: Start by Summoning Elves

Chapter 258 Surveillance!

"how is this possible?"

At this moment, the person who reacted the most was not Zhao's father who had recovered from health, nor the two healing mages who had witnessed the medical miracle, but Zhao Youqian, who had had no sense of presence since the beginning.

He was like crazy, thrashing around in Zhao Manyan's hands. He finally made up his mind to kill Zhao Manyan because this damn old man died soon.

Obviously those Parthenon mages swore to him that there was absolutely no possibility of cure except the resurrection technique, but why, a player who had just finished the national competition was cured easily.

asshole! Be it his brother Zhao Manyan or these mages from the Parthenon, they all deserve to die!

Lin Xuan glanced at Zhao Youqian, who had disheveled hair and looked like a madman, and shook his head. Seeing him like this, he felt a little sympathy for him for some reason.

Throwing away the cheap sympathy in his heart, Lin Xuan and Zhao Manyan said hello, and slowly left the room with the two medical staff, leaving space for their father and son.

"Lin Xuan, someone is spying on you."

In the front yard of Zhao's house, Lin Xuan finally got rid of the two mages who were chasing him and asking questions. When he was about to take a sip of tea, Laxi Ram in the elf world suddenly reminded him.

Lin Xuan was startled, and his mental power spread out instantly, but found nothing. The enemy was not nearby.

"It's music magic. I was in the house at the time, and there was a magic circle there to shield similar magic." Leshiram said.

"It's strange!" As one of the dimensional magics, the music system is better than pure mental power when it comes to gathering information from a distance.

According to Dean Xiao, one of his old friends is a super-level cultivator of the music system. With all his strength, he can even monitor an entire city. It would take several seconds to teleport at such a distance, not to mention pure mental power. Second-rate.

"Not many people know the news about my return. How did they know about my return to China?"

Lin Xuan was silent. Not many people knew the news. The problem was definitely not with them. It was impossible to monitor him all the time. Even if he was a super-level person, it was impossible to keep staring at him without triggering his divine sense, let alone Hidden from Leshiram.

It is very likely that when Mo Fan and the others went to Parthenon, those people realized that they and Zhao Manyan were not there and set their sights on the country.

"The Inquisition Court or the Holy Inquisition Court?"

Lin Xuan frowned. There were not many people who had the reason and strength to do this. It was impossible for the Black Vatican and the Assassin Palace. They were too weak. The few families in the country he had offended would not take action at the cusp of the storm.

Only the people in the Holy City, who were specially reminded by Shao Zheng and Han Ji some time ago, had enough courage and reason to monitor a student who had just won the World University Competition.

Thinking of this, Lin Xuan couldn't help clenching his right hand. He had never had a good impression of the Holy City. Whether it was the death of the ancient king or Feng Zhoulong, he was angry, especially the latter, who was a peerless genius who could push magic further. .

"Still not strong enough."

Lin Xuan really wanted to find that man out. He also had such strength, but once he did that, it would be equivalent to declaring a formal war with the Holy City. He was not ready for that yet.

Slowly, Lin Xuan loosened his grip on his right hand and continued to drink tea as if nothing happened. If the other party wanted to monitor him, just let him monitor him. After all, he did have the idea of ​​​​killing the other party and re-establishing order. And as long as you give him time, he will definitely have that kind of strength. He is an enemy. If the other party wants to monitor him, just monitor him. There is no need to be angry with the dying person.

On the other side, the Holy City.

"What did China say?"

"There is still no news related to Salan. You can rest assured to implement the plan. With these videos, it will be useless even if they change their story."

When Duranke heard this, he nodded with satisfaction. The plan was about to begin, and there was no room for any mistakes. For the sake of safety, China did not announce the news of Salan's death, which was exactly what he wanted.

"By the way, is there any news about the strange bird that attacked the Holy City yesterday?" Duranke seemed to have thought of something and asked his men.

The man below shook his head and said in a dry voice: "No, he was probably afraid of the Holy City and ran away."

Hearing this, Duranke waved the other party to leave. It didn't matter whether there was news or not. It didn't matter whether he was really afraid of the Holy City. The point was that an imperial monster only dared to run away in panic under the pressure of the Holy City.

As for truth and falsehood, what the Holy City says is the truth. No one will doubt it or dare to doubt it.

At the same time, Mo Fan and his team went to Greece. The original plan was to select the goddess at the Parthenon. On the day of the ceremony, they received praise from the new goddess under the sacred mountain where believers from all over the world gathered. However, there seemed to be no one in the election. A reasonable result is that it will take some time for the goddesses to be born, and their divine seals and praises will be performed by the palace mother.

Mo Fan was always a little uneasy about this matter. A few days after winning the championship, he called Ye Xinxia almost every chance he got, and even Mu Ningxue's mood was rare and he didn't care.

Originally, Lin Xuan was here, so he wasn't so nervous, but Zhao Manyan's father suddenly fell ill, catching him off guard. The two friends who could talk about anything all returned home at once, and he didn't know who to talk to about the ominous premonition in his heart. .

Near Tianshan Mountain, a huge snowstorm swept through the nearby market again. Many hunters who were preparing to set up stalls sighed when they saw this.

Starting a year ago, the weather in Tianshan Mountain didn't know what was going on, with heavy snowstorms blowing at every turn. Businessmen like them, who make a living from this, have not opened their doors for a long time because of this reason.

"Do you think it has anything to do with the mages from the Holy City? It seems that the situation in Tianshan became even worse after they came here."

"Shh, keep your voice down. If you're not afraid of death, I'm still afraid of death. But it seems that it really started from that time."

"Don't talk about it. I saw with my own eyes that those foreigners rushed towards Tianshan Mountain one by one. Several of them went away, and they were said to be super mages. But you know what happened, and they just ran back alone."

"Your news is inaccurate. Let me tell you, half a year ago, another group of foreigners rushed up to Tianshan Mountain. I only saw it because they were the last to leave."

"I seem to have had an impression that time. I heard the roar of a dragon at that time."

"Screw you. They said you were drunk that night. How could there be a dragon staying in Tianshan? If you don't have common sense, you must have read the story. Dragons hate the cold the most."

A group of people were chatting there. Because the weather in Tianshan has become worse, the number of mages traveling during this period has been greatly reduced, which directly led to a considerable decline in their income.

(End of this chapter)