The Wizard World

Angelet didn't want to say anything about the highest etiquette in Ferno's hometown, especially the highest etiquette for women. But it is completely unworthy to make enemies with others because of this.

After repeatedly reminding Fu Nuo, who had just arrived here, some precautions, Angelet decided to keep a little distance from this person. Lest he come up with any speechless habits.

At this time, the middle-aged bearded man in the middle of the hall also told everyone about the situation this time.

"It doesn't matter which branch you are from, and it doesn't matter how brilliant and powerful your background is. Here, in the middle! You are all just a little first-level wizard now." The bearded gaze Sweeping the entire hall, everyone looked at him and lowered their heads in unison.

"The rules of our organization must be known to everyone. Then, let's choose the identity and sign the covenant first." He turned his backhand like magic, and suddenly there was a stack of black leather rolls in his hand.

The paper roll was tied with a red string, and it was emitting black mist continuously.

"Look at the obligations and powers in the covenant. If you don't want to sign, you can go back to your branch area. If there is a conflict in identity selection, you can resolve it yourself."

He reached out and threw it.

With a bang, a large number of black scrolls flew away, and they flew to each wizard present with precision.

Angelet watched as a pile of black leather paper slowly floated in front of him, and stretched out his hand to hold the leather paper that had just fallen on the table. Browse carefully.

It is all written in Median.

The obligation is roughly: to take on at least one organizational task every two years. The number of tasks that can be done years in advance. If it is a pharmacist or an enchanter, etc., for the members of the organization to come to seek a deal, they must make a deal at 20% off the transaction price. When it comes to the important task of the survival of the organization, the wizard is obliged to maintain the stability of the organization.

The right is: to find a legal identity for each wizard. Publish tasks one level above your own level in the organization, the salary is at your own expense, and the number is one. Organization members have graded right to seek help.

The terms are quite simple.

Angelet checked that there were no traps, and signed his own secret seal.

About ten minutes later, after everyone signed the covenant, the parchments automatically flew back to the bearded man's hand and folded into a pile. He inspected it a bit, then carefully put it away.

"Next is the selection of identities. The organization has arranged for everyone the distribution quotas of ten organizations." He raised his hand, and dozens of black things flew out of his hand and hovered over the hall.

Angre looked up, and there were dozens of different things shrouded in black light floating in the sky, all of which were badge tokens and the like.

"That's a token recommended by different organizations." A wizard sitting next to Ferno whispered.

"That's it!!" Heine's voice came from next to Angelet's ear. "I asked you to do one thing for me in exchange for advanced meditation, remember?"

"Of course." Angelet glanced at the increasingly dignified atmosphere in the audience, and answered silently in his heart.

All the wizards in the hall had their eyes fixed on what was in the sky. Each seems to have its own predetermined goal, with a definite purpose.

"Join the hand of Yuan Neng, this is my request to exchange the meditation method." Heine said calmly.

"Hand of Yuan Neng? Was it your former organization?"

"It's my friend's organization. After I die, no one will take care of it, and it should start to decline, but it's still much stronger than these small organizations on the border. I won't let you down." Heine replied immediately.

"Really? Why do I feel that you can't wait to hide something? Which token is the hand of Yuan Neng?"

"It's a spherical silvery-white ball."

Angelet's gaze suddenly turned to the pile of tokens in the air.

One of the small balls near the edge is just like Heine said, it is silver in color, round and about the size of an orange. There are patterns of flowers, birds, insects and fish engraved with fine runes.

There is more than one such token, there are three of them.

Other organizations have more than one token, more or less, there are more than three.

The middle-aged bearded man in the hall looked at all the wizards with satisfaction, and everyone focused on the token in mid-air.

"Then, I will leave here for 20 minutes. During this time, you will decide the ownership of the token."

"Didn't most of them be assigned by abilities before?" A wizard stood up and asked. He was wearing a green cloak, his whole body was hidden under the cloak, and no skin was exposed. It's just that the voice is very pleasant, it should be a woman. "If you don't assign them according to their abilities, but rely purely on force, wouldn't members of special organizations like enchanters suffer a lot?"

"This time I am the home team, and my decision is everything. There is no so-called fairness in this world, only strength decides everything. If you can kill me, then the token is naturally up to you." The bearded man narrowed his eyes, his face calm explain.

"You!" The witch was furious and wanted to say something, but was dragged down by her companions.

"By the way, for those who don't know about the token, I'll give you a hint." The bearded man looked around the audience and said slowly, "The more central it is, the stronger the organization represented by the token."

He turned around and strode out of the hall, the sound of footsteps gradually weakened rhythmically until they disappeared.

"Do it!" an unknown wizard suddenly shouted.

Immediately, several red shadows rushed towards the group of tokens above the hall.

At the same time, on the other side, there was a short green arrow, a small black snake with transparent wings, and a blood-red arm that suddenly stretched out. At the same time, it crashed into the token group in mid-air.

boom!

There was chaos.

A group of green flames suddenly burst out between the tokens.

The huge fireball exploded, causing the ground of the entire hall to shake violently.

Blue light flashed wildly in Angelet's eyes.

Within the field of vision, all the sorcery attacks seen have a power of more than 60 degrees. Some even reached Baidu.

The keepsakes were blown up everywhere, but they were all intact.

Angelet didn't dare to neglect, the metal talent was tightly attached to the surface of the skin, hunched over and moved carefully around the corner, keeping his eyes on the token ball of Yuan Neng's hand that was constantly bombarded in the sky.

This fellow, Ferno, was the same as him, moving slowly against the corner of the wall, protected by a red tassel-like force field defense. The eyes are also constantly aiming at the token in the air.

Boom! !

Angelet took two steps back abruptly.

A black figure was smashed from the air and flew in front of him in an instant.

In the clattering sound, a series of brown tables and chairs were smashed to pieces.

The black figure coughed twice, got up, grabbed it with one hand, and immediately held a ball of black mist energy in his hand, stepped on his foot, and rushed into the air again.

boom! !

There was another muffled sound, and dense lines of red runes appeared on the walls around the hall, absorbing all the leaked energy.

There was a slight trace of cold sweat on Angelet's forehead.

When the black figure grabbed the black mist just now, the energy of the mist in his field of vision was as high as 98 degrees.

This level of energy, just one click, can directly defeat all his defenses. Instantly kill him!

"Dangerous! Hide to the left!" Heine suddenly reminded.

Angelet hesitated for a moment, then immediately swooped to the left.

grumble! !

A piercing sound came from where he was standing just now.

A mass of transparent energy exploded there instantly, the air twisted and screamed, and it took a few seconds before it turned into a vortex and dissipated slowly.

Angelet's face turned slightly pale, and the analysis of the chip in his eyes quickly calculated the power of the invisible energy.

"72 degrees is really dangerous. If you get hit, you will definitely be injured, and you can also deceive the chip and the automatic defense talent field to prevent it from being activated automatically."

He looked along the residual trajectory of transparent energy. That's right in the middle of the hall.

In the middle of the hall, the strength of all the wizards has been shown at this time.

The battle group was divided into three.

A white-haired old man in a white swordsman uniform with a cold face was competing with a lady in a red dress for a rhombus-shaped transparent token.

Fragments of countless force field energies colliding and rubbing between the two. Both of them were fighting in close combat, and the fighting style was extremely fierce. Every time they collide, a circle of white light will bloom, like white discs. The power is all on Baidu.

The other battle group was the two black robes who had previously clashed with Ferno, and another wizard dressed as a barbarian, besieging a handsome man dressed as an aristocrat. The man's face was calm, and he was holding a white wooden staff that was higher than his head. The top of the staff continuously released various laser-like beams to attack the opponent. The frequency is extremely high, and some black weird bat-like creatures are released from time to time. It seems that he alone is suppressing the other three. What they competed for was a silver book-like token.

The last battle group consisted of more than a dozen groups of transparent waves constantly flying around five or six wizards to attack. Each of these wizards is trying to persevere, but it seems that they will not last long. Angelet was almost shot and injured just now, which was the aftermath of this battle group's spurt. As for the token of the competition, it is completely unclear where it is.

The rest of the wizards were either injured and injured by the aftermath of the three battles, or they were hiding in the dark, secretly preparing to snatch some inconspicuous outer tokens.

Angelet walked slowly along the wall. Every wizard in the three battle groups in the field was stronger than he was usually. Although he had the hallucination mark as his hole card, the others also had their own hidden abilities that had not been released.

Angelet moved slowly while observing other people's battles.

Soon, after some simple and fierce competition, there were only three battle circles in the middle of the hall still fighting. The huge energy impact continuously sputtered, and everything in the entire hall was easily destroyed by the aftermath.