The Primordial Wizard

Dickens looked at the hero Moore who was only focused on fighting Alex, and the chill in his heart became stronger and stronger. He had a hunch that this strange sarcoma tentacle monster might be more terrifying than Alex.

Having to flee immediately, Dickens' heart seemed to be caught by something, and he felt extremely worried.

"Master Moore, you should pay attention to that terrible sarcoma! It seems that something ominous is about to happen!"

Dickens hesitated, and finally reminded Moore loudly.

Moore was already immersed in the battle. He was about to defeat Alex, and he had no time to care about other things. Hearing this sentence, Moore's offensive remained the same, only more vigorous.

"As long as Alex is defeated, the rest is nothing to worry about, Frost is destined to purify these evils!"

With an angry roar, Alex's shadow body was cut in half by Moore's frost blade!

The sarcoma tentacle monsters have also reached the weirdest time. Except for the descendants of the gods, there are almost no living people in the city.

Countless tentacles with fleshy liquid stretched out, attacking the remaining god descendants, as long as they were touched by it, they would be captured instantly and quickly sucked into the sarcoma for digestion.

Eagle Ace watched the terrible sarcoma, gradually turning into a mountain of meat.

The ominousness and weirdness are spreading, and the chaotic voice similar to invisible whispers also emerges.

He patted the book elf on top of his head, and suddenly transformed the overwhelmed book elf into a fat chubby hair. This fat chubby hair seemed to burp, and then lay on his stomach , seems to be asleep.

"You can't stay for long, those who are greedy will surely die, so I ran away quickly!"

The eagle Ace flew deftly in the sky, turned a few turns, and flew in the direction of the Laer Mountains.

Dickens watched the surrounding bloodline clansmen being captured by the tentacles of the sarcoma one by one, and the fear in his heart reached the extreme. He glanced at the fighting Moore, gritted his teeth, turned around and fled.

"I'm sorry, Lord Moore! In this case, I can't die here with you. I still have my revenge and the royal family's favor. I'm afraid Alex won't die so easily. My humble life cannot be lost here!"

Dickens whispered to himself, driving the Frost Boar, gone forever.

The sarcomatous tentacles absorbed the offspring of frost,

It began to expand, contract, expand, contract, and repeat.

boom!

After shrinking to the extreme, the entire sarcoma quickly expanded into a huge mountain of rotten meat.

Rotten Roast Mountain stretched out several huge tentacles, directly attacked Moore, grabbed him from the ocean of frost, and held him up to the sky.

At this moment, the east is white, and the first ray of sunshine has already sprinkled on the world.

The northern fortress began to usher in a new day. The fortress standing on the hill has mottled walls, covered with thick snow and ice, and thick moss grows under the snow and ice.

The inside of the fortress is bright red and extremely silent. As the sun shines through, the bright red gradually dims and becomes a dark red scab. In the center of the scab is an ocean of frost. A huge mountain of meat stands on it, and a few tentacles stand tall. Lifting it up, looking from a distance, it is even with the sun.

The sun shines on Roshan, covering it with a soft golden color, and the night owl, which is transformed into a mirror image of Ace, hangs high in the air, looking at the golden Roshan in the fortress, and let out a high-pitched cry.

The black cat Bayern bit the Anazil dice and sensed the front. He followed the instructions in the magic book and followed the night owl forward, leading a group of wizard apprentices and their families, relatives and friends.

The vicissitudes knight Ansesta walked at the end, looking at the people walking forward, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Betty's mood was a little calmer, but the frowning from time to time showed that she hadn't recovered yet. The first murder had nothing to do with justice, but only about positions, which still made her hard to let go.

She put down her parents and Donna's father, held the giant sword with the mechanical arm, and drove the Apprentice Type 1 forward slowly.

Donna looked at Betty with concern, and kept talking to Betty, trying to divert Betty's attention. She looked back inadvertently, and found Ansesta, the Vicissitudes Knight.

Those melancholy eyes and wavy golden hair made Donna unforgettable. She looked at Ansesta, who was the last in the line, and showed a big smile. Under the sunshine of the first day, the girl who turned around and smiled looked like that. beauty.

Among the children in the poorhouse, the boy who had fought with A Nuo, after some hesitation, ran to A Nuo and bowed ninety degrees.

"Thank you, Arnold. It was your not giving up that saved us in the end. I apologize for saying what I said about your father. Like your father, you are a truly heroic person!"

A Nuo looked at the bowing boy, and exchanged glances with Ollie. With a sunny smile, he stretched out his hand and said, "I'm a man with true heroic qualities, and I will never give up on my companions! Xavier, let the past go to them." , in the future, I hope we will move forward together.”

Xavier looked at A Nuo in surprise, his teeth were shining brightly, making Xavier's eyes moist, he grabbed A Nuo's outstretched hand and said: "A Nuo! I want to be like you, to be a The knight who protects everyone!"

Arnold smiled and replied: "No problem, as long as you have virtue in your heart, you can become a knight. I will take you to consult Uncle Melancholy, but you can't complain!"

The night owl's mirror image of Ace continued to hover in the sky, and they were almost approaching the remaining enchanted wizard apprentices who were fighting guerrillas on the edge of the Laer Mountains.

On the edge of the Laer Mountain Range, Dana walked out of the cave where she was hiding, and stared blankly at the direction of the fortress. There seemed to be a bright light shining among the tentacles held high by the huge meat mountain, which was white and eye-catching.

Even in the far away Laer Mountains, Dana felt a little glaring, and it was dawn.

"Sister Iron Face, there seems to be a light flashing in the direction of the northern fortress."

Paulina came out of the cave, she looked young and beautiful, but the muddy body spoiled the overall beauty.

"Something must have happened in the northern fortress. Maybe the legion bastards who are biting us have to go back."

Dana looked in the direction of the northern fortress, gritted her teeth and said earnestly.

On the other side, Ace, the main body who evacuated the fortress first, came to the signal tower of Balshan.

"Stay here temporarily and wait for Mirror Image and Bayern to guide the wizard apprentices to join forces. I have to set up an ambush, maybe some enemies will come by."

Ontology Ace took out all the remaining incompletely deformed magic glycerin tubes and wailing wraith powder, and began to arrange the corresponding rune circles, magic circles and magic patterns in the depression in front of the Bar Mountain side.

Hidden magic lines formed little by little, transformed into magic glycerin tubes of trees, gravel, gravel, etc., a large amount of resentful soul powder soaked into the depression along the magic lines, the magic rhythm here began to be uneven, and the atmosphere gradually became gloomy.

"The book elf's dumb hair is still in the mirror image, so he can't use his masking ability to cover it up. It seems that the corresponding masking rune array can only be arranged after the trap is arranged."

With limited time, Ontology Ace became even busier.

He carefully repositioned the deformed magic glycerin tube, changed the magic pattern, and made room for the new shielding rune array.

In the northern fortress, Alex gasped heavily for the rest of his life. Half of his body was wriggling, reshading, and swallowing the other half of his body.

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