Nightmare's Call

This girl in a white cloak is definitely not an ordinary person, no matter in terms of temperament or beauty.

Only those higher races, or the orthodox successors of the top powers, will have this indescribable special temperament.

"Really?" The girl's calm and curious gaze swept across Fan Bo, but she didn't find anything, and then looked at Lin Sheng who was beside him.

Suddenly, she seemed to be vaguely aware of something, and her originally calm gaze suddenly became a little turbulent.

"Master Fan Bo, I remember you. An elite spellcaster with a comprehensive ranking of 100 in the Northland. But what about this one? Shall I introduce you?"

The girl smiled and said, "By the way, let me introduce myself, my name is Oshashilo."

Oshashiro? ?

Fan Bo seemed to feel that he had heard of this name somewhere.

Before he could recall it, the noise of the crowd not far away was getting closer and closer.

He noticed in astonishment that the golden dragon prince who was regarded as the center by the crowd was slowly moving towards them.

The Golden Dragon Prince Ailand Ofaya glanced at his younger sister who stood up voluntarily.

In terms of space talent, although he also has a good sense, but it is still far from being as powerful and precise as his younger sister.

Just now, he and his younger sister sensed that strange spatial fluctuation at the same time, but now, his younger sister actually walked directly in front of the two human mages.

"Could it be that she thought it was the spatial fluctuation caused by these two human mages?"

With a hint of scrutiny in his golden vertical pupils, he looked Fan Bo and Lin Sheng over thoroughly.

No matter how he looked at it, he didn't think that these two people had the ability to cause such delicate space ripples.

In fact, he didn't want to participate in this welcome banquet.

Compared with the capital, the banquet in this small place looks vulgar and without style.

Those so-called human mid-level mages kept getting closer to him with salivating faces, without the restraint and bearing of being a mid-level elite at all.

Although he also knows that the comprehensive strength of the middle-level mages in such a small place is several grades weaker than that of Wangdu. The academic level is quite backward.

In actual combat, it is generally necessary to reduce the level by two levels to be comparable.

So, if it wasn't for his father's instructions, he wouldn't want to succumb to these weak human races at all.

"What? Do you think they caused the fluctuation just now?" He used his exclusive communication technique to ask his sister Oshashiro from afar.

"It's possible." Oshashiro responded with a smile.

"Ridiculous! That level of precise spatial fluctuations is definitely the fluctuations produced by a strong man of a higher race. How could these weak human races achieve that step?"

The Golden Dragon Prince's eyes showed disdain.

He does not deny that the powerful group power of human beings is enough to awe the strong of any ethnic group.

But that's the whole group.

In his opinion, creatures like humans can only burst out with great power when they gather together. A single individual is as fragile as an ant.

They are like sand castles on the beach, no matter how tall they are built, they will be washed away by the waves of time.

"How is it impossible?" Oshashiluo's smiling eyes fell on Lin Sheng. She seemed to feel something.

"You don't think it's him, do you?" The Golden Dragon Prince paid attention to his sister's situation out of the corner of his eye while dealing with the mages beside him.

Oshashiluo smiled and stopped answering, but chatted carefully with Fan Bo and Lin Sheng.

For beauties, there are still beauties who are gracious and self-cultivated. When they make a small request that is harmless and sit aside, men often cannot refuse.

Master Fan Bo is like this. He who was sour towards the core figures of the crowd just now has chatted with Oshashilo easily and happily.

Lin Sheng also noticed that it seemed that a little space fluctuation generated by the connection between himself and the main body caused such attention.

With awe in his heart, he is also more cautious about the future connection with the main body.

Sitting in the corner, chatted with Fan Bo and this Oshashi for a while.

Lin Sheng had already noticed that the other party's attention was on him.

'It seems that the spatial fluctuation is still attracting attention. I'll have to find a place where no one is around next time. '

With vigilance in mind, he chatted for a while, then got up and planned to use the toilet as an excuse, and then left.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he got up, a middle-aged female mage on the right seemed to be drunk, shaking slightly, and walked in the direction of Oshashiro.

This female mage was wearing a ring of a seventh-level mage, her face was flushed, and there was a strong smell of alcohol on her body. When she passed by Lin Sheng, Lin Sheng also saw that a little bit below her neck was gradually Emerging black tattoos.

That seems to be a black sacrificial kettle wrapped in a gauze? ?

Black yarn pot?

Suddenly Lin Sheng stopped abruptly, turned around, and looked at the man.

The female mage suddenly stopped, and then her body swelled strangely and rapidly, her skin turned black and purple.

Then there was a loud bang.

Boom! !

Her whole body exploded.

A large amount of purple-black flesh and blood splashed in all directions like raindrops.

Naturally, Oshashilo, who was the closest, was the first to be recruited.

Fortunately, the various magic auras lit up on her body showed that the high-level magic items she was carrying were not vegetarian.

After the other mages around also exclaimed, they quickly deployed their own protective measures.

So even though the flesh and blood that exploded was highly poisonous, it didn't cause any harm to many people.

That is, several waiters were injured by the explosion and were taken down for treatment.

Only Fan Bo, who was addicted to the enjoyment of chatting with Oshashiro, had a slow reaction, and he was the second closest to the explosion point. Then the ending is tragic.

He may be the only injured mage in the audience.

At this time, he was leaning against the corner with a weak face of poisoning, and was supported by Oshashilo to check the injury.

Lin Sheng withdrew quietly, winked at his friend, and signaled him to work hard.

Just kidding, looking at Fan Bo's reaction, he knew that there was a high probability that he was not unable to dodge, but was deliberately blocking in front of Oshashiluo and getting injured.

Oshashiluo was still trying to test Lin Sheng, but now she was shocked by Fan Bo's routine. She is kind-hearted by nature, so she can only treat Fan Bo's injury first.

Such a big event happened at the banquet, and soon the person in charge, the high-ranking mage who organized the banquet, stood up, appeased everyone, and then checked the explosion.

The organizer himself is one of the leaders of the patrol team in Baiyan Woodland, so he is familiar with these procedures.

"It's a black yarn pot!"

Someone picked up a black and gold metal letter from the bloody carpet.

Embroidered on the letter is a lifelike black sacrificial jug covered with tulle.

"This is a demonstration! It's a return to the previous mage who hunted down the black yarn pot!" Someone reacted.

The organizer of this banquet had hunted down and killed an official member of Heishahu not long ago.

Now immediately encounter the black yarn pot to fight back.

Lin Sheng didn't bother to pay attention to so many things. After going to make sure that Fan Bo's life was not in danger, he deliberately pulled Oshashiluo with a weak face to prevent him from leaving.

He decided to retreat bravely and create opportunities for his friends.

As for the human explosion at the banquet, it didn't matter to him.

The black yarn pot is obviously targeting the Oshashiro. At best, they can be regarded as a disaster for the fish in the pond.