The Emerald Tower

"Shut up, Harlem!"

Sder, who was completely hidden in the shadows, drank low, his voice with a vicious feeling, and said: "If you still want to stay in your place, be at ease!"

"Are you threatening me? Our previous account has been wiped out-you are going to violate the power of the contract?"

The wizard was startled, and said subconsciously.

"So what? I am the messenger of the Mobius ring, do I need to care about the eyes of others?".

In the shadow of the cloak, the corners of Sdell's mouth were upturned, full of disdain and sarcasm.

But the wizard who thought he had finished everything and could start again, but his complexion changed again and again.

"Harlem, studying alone has really made you a real wizard? Is your brain rusty? Forgot the rules of our Mobius ring? But rest assured, we are allies-I I don’t want to abandon an ally that is extremely useful to me! So... Harlem, you have to *no *wrong* to reflect your value!"

A gloomy laughter came from under Stall's hood, making the wizard's face more ugly.

"I want to bring our goal back here! A living Lord Zelgan is much better than the dead-prepare me a high-standard paralysis potion!"

When he left, Strider said as if ordering his subordinates.

The wizard stood there and did not make a sound, just watched Strider disappear.

And when Stall disappeared, the wizard suddenly clenched his fists-he felt the humiliation after being deceived, and this made him angry.

Under such anger. The wizard began to find the simplest and most effective method of revenge.

And very fortunately. Such a method. There is one in front of me.

Amid a low spell, two translucent hummingbird-like birds appeared in his hands and quickly formed entities.

The emerald green figure rose up into the sky as the wizard's palm was thrown up.

In almost an instant, it disappeared in this layer of mist.

"Sdell, you forced me first!"

The wizard said in a deep voice, the expression on his face changed again. Then, turned around and walked towards that special room that was towering like a mountain.

...

Dean let himself gasp quickly and violently.

In order to be more realistic, he even let himself kneel on the ground in an embarrassing posture, relying on the long sword in his hand to be able to support his body.

Dean's gaze swept over, these corpses in front of him--

Eleven knight-level enemies, even weaker than the previous kills, appeared in such a mighty magic circle, and they were definitely not his ultimate enemy.

but. The contribution of 260xp, plus the previous three knights and two higher knights. But the 620xp contributed by the enemies of the Silver Knights, the xp value for Dean to zero has increased again.

912xp!

This is Dean's final xp value at the moment.

The extra 32xp was the contribution of those ‘mercenaries’ in the previous rush-of course, those ‘mercenies’ were weaker than Dean had imagined.

Step, step, step...

A sound of footsteps reached Dean's ears.

The other party didn't intend to cover up, but appeared in front of Dean in an unusually open manner.

"Lord Dean Ken Zelgaon, it's really an honor to see you!"

Sder, who was completely wrapped in the cloak, pretended to bend over, and said in a joking tone: "It seems that my people are a little rude! They forgot how to entertain guests-don't worry. As their boss, I will treat you well for them!"

"You, who are you?"

With a slightly gasping voice, Dean asked ‘difficultly’.

"Tsk tusk, it seems that you are not as smart as I thought! Don’t you know how attractive you are when you did such a thing in the Emerald Capital? Introduce yourself to Mobius The envoy of the ring, the knight, and one of the leaders of the Emerald City, Sdell, has seen Lord Zelgan!

Strider leaned back again and introduced himself with his right hand gently on his chest like a nobleman.

"The Ring of Mobius!"

Dean drank low, squeezed the long sword, and was about to rush up; however, the ‘toxin’ in his body made him feel uncomfortable. He just rushed up and fell to the ground.

Dean perfectly interpreted the appearance of a normal emerald lord who was loyal to the royal family when he met someone in the Ring of Mobius.

This is not difficult for Dean.

It was as if at this moment, he had been pretending to be weak.

For this, Dean once again thanked the old thief for his training.

"You are so funny! You still want to kill me now? Hmm... It looks like you are a real noble! But I hope you can keep on!"

With a series of laughter, Stall began to approach Dean cautiously, and the long sword in his hand was tentatively tentative-Stall still remembered the recklessness of his subordinates.

And when the tip of the sword reached Dean's throat, Dean couldn't fight back either, just struggling hard, Sdell let go.

There was another smug laugh.

Sder flew all of Dean's [Rapid Sting] [Imitation Dragon Head Sword], and then grabbed Dean's armor in one hand and two weapons in the other, and was about to drag it back.

However, the weight of [Imitation Dragon Head Great Sword] was obviously beyond his expectations.

Sder looked at the giant sword carefully, but the next moment, his eyes were completely attracted by the [Strike of Wind].

Cang!

He drew out the long sword and danced quickly.

Feeling the speed of the blade in his hand, and the sharp blade, Steer smiled with satisfaction.

"I think this is my trophy!"

Stir was very rude and hung the [Strike of the Wind] on his waist, and then he said to Dean.

And after seeing Dean's angry and feeble eyes. Strider completely let go of the last trace of worry in his heart.

The importance of side weapons to knights. It goes without saying.

The side weapon was taken away. The knight who is still unable to resist is naturally really powerless!

"Don't worry, we will have another conversation-if the result of the conversation is satisfactory, I will return your saber!"

After Stall said this, he stopped talking.

He dragged Dean towards the inside of the magic circle.

And Dean has been showing hard but useless struggles, and the sense of struggle. More and more powerless-after all, in such an environment, the toxins will not disappear over time, but will only get worse.

And Dean naturally let his performance be the same as this, at least on the surface it must be the same.

As for secretly?

Dean is silently recording everything around him.

Dean naturally didn't mind someone ‘bringing’ himself to the core of the magic circle.

Even if the opponent's actions are rude, it doesn't matter at all.

After all, he will ask to come back in the end.

And because of such a request, he needs to remember everything around him.

When the magic circle was destroyed. Most of them are like the first snow under the blazing sun, and will quickly disappear without a trace. However, some will undergo drastic changes.

The explosion is not unexpected.

There will always be one or two wizards who die from the explosion caused by the failure of the magic circle.

Having seen the appearance of those unlucky ghosts, Dean naturally dare not care.

Strider turned left and right, it took about five minutes, and he passed through the periphery full of poisonous fog and illusion, and entered the safe interior.

And almost instantly, Dean was caught all eyes by the towering mountain-like building.

The core of the magic circle!

Dean had a very clear judgment.

At the same time, it also directly overturned his previous guess.

The magic circle in front of the ring of Mobius is definitely not for assassination, but for protection!

Protect something in the core of that magic circle.

Or, to be more precise, it should be ‘made’ and ‘perfect’ something-from Dean’s perspective, some magic inscriptions on one of the towering black walls can be seen.

These inscriptions are classified in Dean's magic knowledge.

Of course, it can only be classified.

If you want to read through, Dean's magic knowledge is undoubtedly not enough.

But this has surprised Dean inexplicably.

Looking at the leopard, if there are such magical inscriptions on the four towering walls in front of you, what else can the Ring of Mobius repair?

Or not all repairs, but added to manufacturing.

So what is made by the Ring of Mobius?

Feeling that he had accidentally discovered Dean, he became more cooperative-even if the opponent pryed his teeth away and poured a high-standard paralysis potion.

As with high-standard toxins, high-standard paralysis potions are still ineffective for Dean.

However, Strider did not know this.

Studer, who thinks that the situation is set, is about to start a'talk' with Dean.

And Dean is looking at a middle-aged man dressed as a wizard not far away from the corner of his eye. Of course, what makes Dean even more noticeable is the two silver-level powerhouses hidden behind the other party~www .readwn.com~ In fact, it was precisely because of the existence of these two silver levels that Dean temporarily gave up entering the inside of the opponent's magic circle and killed the other party's plan.

After all, on the premise of ‘safety’, Dean doesn’t mind getting more useful information.

You know, in the eyes of the wizard looking at the man in front of him, Dean saw a deep hatred, and the two hidden silver rank powerhouses also carried the same, but quite secret aura.

"Internal fighting?"

Dean guessed like this.

ps first more~

The decadence of running to the toilet all night, I finally fell asleep almost at dawn, and it was noon after waking up... I didn't dare to eat anything else at noon, just drank some porridge... I felt soft and soft... (Unfinished waiting Continue...)

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