Super Floating City

　　 Rin Wind City.

　　 The magnificent castle was surrounded by more than a dozen soldiers patrolling, and in the dark room on the second floor, Earl Keaton sat on a soft velvet bench to listen to his reports.

He has the characteristics of a typical Norman aristocrat, aquiline nose, decree pattern, stereotyped face, tall body, cold eyes. Although he is more than 50 years old, the Earl of Keaton looks like a strong man about 40 years old. He tapped his fingers gently on the table and said with a narrow voice: "So? All the people who chased Mrs. Elijah disappeared?"

　　 A burly knight knelt in front of him on one knee, with a trace of panic: "Yes. No traces remain. It seems to have disappeared out of thin air."

　　 "I know." Earl Keaton waved his hand and said: "You go down first."

　　As the knights left the room, the dim candlelight also swayed, and a strange atmosphere enveloped it.

Count 　　Kieton immediately stood up in fear, facing the shadow under the window: "Aunt Aunt! It seems that other wizards have rescued them."

　　 Lord Keaton, the ruler of Howling City for decades, looked awkward and uneasy at this moment. I am afraid that outsiders would be surprised if they saw this scene. In the shadow of the window, a dark and tall woman appeared suddenly out of nowhere in the dark, she had striking emerald green hair, which was completely different from the gray hair of Earl Keaton. The mysterious woman wore a witch hat, wearing a black robe, with dark red tattoos on her exposed wrists, and three different rings on ten white fingers, one of which was completely carved out of bones. Made. There was an invisible shadow around her body that swallowed the light, and there was a hint of cold air all over her body.

　　 "It seems that other wizards also know about this mine." The corner of the mouth of the voluptuous woman's mouth showed a cruel smile.

　　She pondered for a while and waved: "Got it. I will deal with this in person. You have arranged to mine this mine as soon as possible. I cannot waste too long on this continent."

　　 finished, the figure of the voluptuous woman disappeared into the shadow.

　　 Under the night.

　　 A hazy figure was advancing at high speed between the roofs. She jumped a little more than ten meters away, even the first-class assassin was difficult to do.

She quickly approached the mines along the slums, and when she reached a forest, she fell directly from the canopy more than ten meters high. With the sound of a low spell, a contorted black mist emerged from behind her. Turned into a vaguely humanoid silhouette, the shadow turned around where the Countess Eliya's guards had fought, and then flew to her ears as if to tell something.

　　 "Did you find the breath of the dead?"

A light gray mist appeared in the palm of the witch, and then quickly spread out, muttering: "It looks like the wizard's handwriting, covering the traces of fighting here. But how can you cover the breath of death here."

　　 The mist spread.

　　 The witch moved quickly along the traces, and all the cover was in front of her as if she had nothing to hide. Following the breath of death, she quickly reached a flat.

　　 "The trace disappears here."

The witch's hood suddenly condensed a black air, and then turned into a weird eye, a ridiculous smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "It was hiding under the ground! But the secret imprint is cleverly arranged, it looks formal Wizard."

　　 There are only a few formal wizards stationed in this continent, and most of them are people who have no hope of promotion.

　　 As a second-order wizard from the dead slough, there are few wild wizards in this land that are her opponents, so she directly used the most violent way to solve the problem, forcibly breaking the secret seal of Stephen Week.

　　 "Clucking."

　　With a dull sound, the ground cracked a gap, and she smiled and stepped into it to play with the taste: "I hope the opponent can be stronger, so that maybe the blood can be extracted to refine my medicine."

　　………………

　　In the underground base.

　　Steven Zhou suddenly opened his eyes, and then quickly came to the room of the Countess Eliya, and said in a deep voice: "Do not move in the room, an enemy is coming."

　　 finished, his figure disappeared in place.

　　 The secret mark left at the entrance was forcibly removed by people. The energy intensity is close to 10 caster levels, and the enemy's strength is far beyond the current Stephen Week.

　　 "Interesting."

　　 A tall woman shrouded in mist followed the marble staircase into the underground base. She gazed playfully at everything around her and said, "It's a nice layout. But after all, it's a mouse hiding in the ground."

　　Stephen Zhou's figure appeared in front of him.

　　 "Wild Wizard?" The mist surrounding the body spread out, and the charming woman looked at Stephen Week in front of her, disdainful: "I don't think there is a wild wizard who can be promoted to a real wizard."

　　 Without any familiar secret breath, the body strength is a little stronger than ordinary people.

　　 This is a wild wizard without inheritance. Any inherited wizard can at least strengthen the body to the level of a knight.

　　 "I smell the goblin."

Stephen Zhou’s expression was quite calm. He stared at the voluptuous woman in front of him, with emerald green hair, abnormally fair skin, and dark red pupils, which can only be regarded as half of human beings, surrounded by rich necrotic energy, followed by Most of the casters he has seen in the past are different. The opponent uses energy in a way very similar to [Psionic Warlock]. Spreading energy around the body can attack at any time. This is a completely different way of casting. Stephen Chou even doubts that he is still in the original universe, because the other party has a strong soul-side energy, and the caster under the legend of the Stygian Contract can’t privately restrain so many souls. of.

　　 Hearing the word ‘fairy’, the voluptuous woman’s face suddenly changed, and the next strange black mist gathered, and the skull turned into a hollow eye.

　　 "Wraith?"

　　 "Actually assimilated with the body? The magic of this world is really strange!"

The invisible and unqualified wraith penetrated the material directly and rushed to Stephen Week. The faint screams rang out in his mind. At the same time, the whole body of blood boiled and the heart seemed to be held by a giant hand. , A strange chill was felt all over him.

　　 "mental attack, negative energy erosion, blood pulse attack..."

　　Steven Zhou's expression became more and more dignified. He raised his hand and stroked in front of him, and the two spell barriers opened.

　　——"Protect evil!"

　　——"Protection against negative energy attacks!"

The distorted soul phantom directly hit the invisible energy barrier, and the next moment made a scream of terrible screams, the black mist dispersed into thick smoke and fled back to the voluptuous woman’s side, inhaling from her nose, then Once again turned into a hazy phantom behind him. UU reading books www.uukananshu.com

"How can it be!?"

　　The pretty woman's pale face was astonished and murmured: "How can a wild wizard with only one order stop the attack on the soul side!"

　　 First-order wizard?

　　 It seems that the first-level wizard in this world is roughly equivalent to the fifth-level caster, then the woman in front of him has a tenth-level caster level, at least a second-level wizard.

　　 The opponent has a strong aura of necrosis.

　　 But it is not a necromancer caster in memory, it is more like the assimilation of the blood into a parasite of necromancer.

　　 "What a weird wizard civilization!"

　　 "That twisted wraith looks like her associated pet, can this wizard civilization directly use human souls to transform into pets?"

　　Steven Zhou's expression is uncertain. "Unfortunately, it is not possible to activate the No. 1 body of the Tower Spirit at present, otherwise it will be able to analyze the changes in the energy of the Necromancer on the other party!"

　　The charming woman stared at Stephen Week in front of her and whispered: "Interesting. Interesting."

　　 "Unexpectedly, I could meet such an interesting wild wizard. I am more and more curious about your bloodline ability."

　　 buzzing.

　　 The voice just fell, and under the long hair of the emerald woman's emerald green, a wound was suddenly cracked in the location of the white neck and neck, and then the dense black insects flew out of it. These insects look like swamp mosquitoes, have sharp mouthparts, and fly fast.

　　 "A parasite again!"

　　Stephen Zhou saw this dense insect suddenly felt scalp numbness, murmured: "The wizards of this world are too brave! It's too dare to parasitize everything!"

　　——"Hand of Flame!"