Throne of Magical Arcana

The explosion stopped, and the building did not tremble anymore, but many of the knight attendants and ordinary people still felt their ears buzzing, as if there were countless flies flying, and they could not hear anything.

A knight following Viscount Wright to the blast site returned and faced the adventurer's vigil humane: "Broken a wall, a few pillars, and destroyed a quarter of the wax museum. Fortunately, there are no wax figures and no People are passing. Now the Lord Viscount and the other two adults are extinguishing the attached flames. Let me remind you to be careful not to be attacked by others. He judges that it is either a medium-alchemy explosive or a four-ring magician using a fireball. Artillery bombardment. "

Although the level of each magic is fixed, the power will rapidly increase with the increase of the user's strength. The fireball of the Fourth Ring Magician and the Third Ring Magician is not a concept in terms of destructive power.

The adventurer vigil nodded: "Some adults, Mr. Brown and the other knights responded very quickly and did not give the mouse-like cowardly magicians a chance. I hope my companion has replaced the previous one. The archer grabbed it, and I was going to use magical items to summon other vigils to prevent others from rushing on the way back. "

The continuous attack but no assassin was found, really made the night watchman feel bad, and the ambush and killing can not be asked to do the bishop and the priest.

"It's best you can be so cautious, Lord Viscount has never been so angry." The knight turned and walked towards Sorg. Ready to tell Viscount Wright's words of comfort.

"Oliyev, it's better to let me go back right away, it's too dangerous here." Brown panicked and said a little wildly.

The night watchman named Oliev knew Brown ’s emotional state very well. The successive attacks were really scary and terrifying, and Brown was not a true knight, and was far worse in will: "Mr. Brown, wait for the vigil I call When people come, they will take you home. "

In his opinion, if not for the three attacks, the thunder would be a little rainy. None of the assassins appeared, and Brown wouldn't be so bad. As soon as the assassin appeared, Brown should be able to stabilize his emotions, because the unknown unknown is the most irritating. Especially when the unknown is scary.

"How long do you wait? Why not just look for the pastor and bishop of the nearby church?" Brown was urging with fear and anger.

Oliev shrugged his shoulders: "This kind of thing, how can those noble priests and bishops who bathe in the light do it? Unless we can surround those assassins, they will do their best."

Brown seemed a little restless: "Oliyev, I don't want to live like this anymore, I don't want to be a bait anymore! I want to go to the holy city soon!"

"Mr. Brown, calm, calm. If there is no real attack, it means that the Magic Council lacks more means and does not sacrifice the courage of an intermediate wizard. You will never be in danger." Oliev was comforted Two sentences. Then said.

"I immediately summoned my companions with divine items."

"Oliyev, please hurry." Brown paced anxiously, growing in fear.

"Get out of here, it's very dangerous here!"

"Hurry up, and immediately there will be a high-level magician directly destroy the wax museum!"

The fear in his mind seemed to turn into numerous urging voices, making his nerves more tense. There was a feeling of being mad by fear and depression, and the angel feather on his body disappeared as he moved.

"Come on! Come on! Come on!"

"Hmm! Hmm! Hmm!"

The shouts and heartbeat seemed to merge into one, making Brown feel that he couldn't bear it anymore. Seeing that Oliev was contacting people, his eyes flickered slightly, and then he rushed to the door without looking back.

The speed given to Brown by the Regenerate Bloodline caused him to drag a residual image and disappear at the door before everyone reacted.

The crowd outside the wax museum had escaped because of the explosion, leaving Brown empty and running without looking back, although he didn't know where he wanted to run.

In the wax museum, Oliev, who was contacting other night watchmen, did not respond until Brown rushed out the door.

"No!" He followed after him.

After running for more than ten meters, Brown suddenly felt a strong sense of danger from the bottom of his heart, which made him wake up from the state of extreme panic.

"Oops!" Brown knew it wasn't right, but there was a fire in front of him, and a skull-sized fireball hit his upper body directly.

While being hit by the fireball, Brown subconsciously looked in the direction that the fireball was flying.

His red eyes reflected the corner of the wax museum. A young man in a tall black bowler hat was pushing his monocle with his left hand, and the flames of his wrists would not fade.

Rumble, fireball exploded violently, Brown's upper body was blown apart, and the burning flame destroyed his cell's ability to regenerate and killed him completely.

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As soon as Oliev ran to the gate, he heard the loud explosion, and an intuitive thought appeared in his heart.

"It's over, Brown is over ..."

"The staff of the Magic Council actually killed Brown under the protection of our night watchman and knight ?!"

Emotions such as anger, absurdity, and depression echoed in Oliev's mind, but he continued to rush out and try to grasp the faint hope.

Numerous scorched corpses fell to the ground, and only the lower part of the body was intact.

Oliev's heart sank quickly into the dark abyss, there was no hope, Brown really died!

Immediately following, the irrepressible anger rushed into his head, Oliev's eyes were slightly red to determine the direction of the attack from the position of Brown's body, and he shouted loudly to the big knights and knights who came behind: "Assassins are there ! "

Under his leadership, a group of people chased around the corner of the wax museum.

But when they reached the corner, there was no one there.

Due to the big bang on the other side, the roadway between the two buildings was empty, and the other side even treated the traces with magic, which seemed calm.

"Chasing!" How could Oliev give up and continue to chase into the lane, but there are many artistic buildings on this island, and the lanes between them are as dense as spider webs, and the night watchman who will detect and follow the magic will be attracted by the previous commotion. On, they can only keep chasing after each other by relying on a few residual traces.

Gradually, Oliev was chasing the other side of the island, and the remaining traces of it were completely disappeared. Many canoes on the canal came and went, and it was impossible to tell which ship the assassin was on.

"Asshole!"

Although only second-level, due to his special bloodline, the night watchman who can burst out of the third-level knight's strength briefly at a critical moment scolded him.

Then he refused to give up while contacting the vigil captain and the bishop looking down from the air while trying to find traces in other directions.

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In the washroom by the window of a high-end restaurant on the bank of the canal behind Oliev, Lucian ignited a flame, burned the black dress, shirt and trousers, and had a dark red shirt, Comes with trousers and leather shoes.

This is the appearance of Lucian when he came out today. The previous top hat, black dress, and monocle were hidden in this toilet hideaway before waiting for the "ferryman" last night.

However, Lucian has changed three times. Once when he arrived in the morning, he sneaked into the restaurant and changed his clothes except for hats and monocles to wait for Brown on the canal. The second time he changed the current set of clothes and waited at the entrance of the restaurant. The third was to sneak out of the bathroom after changing.

While dealing with ashes and odors, Lucian looked at the canal outside the window. There was a pointed boat hired by him in advance, but after arriving at the canal himself, he just paid for it and let him leave. Fragments of leather shoes and monocles were placed behind the boat, and when the boatman cleared them up, they would be thrown directly into the canal.

After getting out of the cubicle, tidying the lower neckline, and confirming that there is no difference from when he entered 15 minutes ago, Lucian washed his hands and face, opened the toilet door, and walked to the nearby box.

In the box, Grace paced back and forth nervously, seeing Lucian come in, and said in a hurry: "Mr. Evans, did you hear that? There seems to be a violent explosion over the island!"

Explosions and noises shifted her focus ~ www.readwn.com ~ No wonder why Lucian came out in fifteen minutes. Of course, it's not strange to come out in fifteen minutes.

"I heard it too, it was loud and terrifying. I did not expect such an explosion in Sturk!" Lucien closed the back room with his backhand. "But there is the Lord's attention, there is the Lord's shepherd and the guardian's protection. , We won't have any problems. Grace, calm down, wait for the waiter and you will know what happened. By the way, where did we talk just now? "

Grace saw that there was no danger spreading for so long, and heard Lucian's calm and gentle voice, so she followed the calm and smiled apologetically: "Mr. Evans, just now you are correcting some irregularities of my fingering."

She pressed her hands on the dining table to simulate the actions of a piano player.

"Your part of the **** does still carry the traces of the past, but piano playing must have its own style ..." Lucian has a profound knowledge and absolute authority in the field of piano playing. Ruisi nodded frequently.

After the two had exchanged music for more than half an hour, a waiter knocked gently on the door.

"What's the matter?" Grace was immersed in the study of music, a little unhappy to be interrupted.

The waiter answered politely and humbly: "Ms. Grace, there are two knight attendants in the church conducting searches."

Lucian booked this private room under Grace's name.

"Let them come in." Even though Grace already had a good status and identity, she was afraid to be arrogant when facing the church, and she did not think that she and the famous musician Mr. Lucian Evans would have what is the problem.