Chapter 518: Far Away

The west coast of the Miracle Continent, the capital of the Ulanlis Federation, the headquarters of the Wizards Association, and the City of Phantoms.

In the most central part of the city, all the buildings are shrouded in a thin mist.

Unlike the Sky City in the capital of the empire, the Phantom City of the Wizarding Association is said to have been transferred to a different space. Although it can be seen and heard, it can never be entered without permission.

And the tallest tower in the center of the Phantom City, this tower with a height of a thousand meters, is the magic tower of the Dark Witch King, the most powerful member of the Wizard Association.

At this moment, Fang Xingchen, who belonged to the third generation of the Fang family, was kneeling on the ground. This person who tested to have the talent of a red-robed wizard joined the sect of the Dark Witch King. He has been practicing in the City of Illusions for the past two years.

Then he saw that Fang Xingchen, who was only six years old, was already about the size of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child, 1.5 meters tall, and his whole body was covered with tendons.

Especially the mature and resolute face, it can't be seen that he is only six years old.

Moreover, there are two small meat bumps on his forehead, as if something is brewing in them, obviously he has made great progress in practicing the black magic of the red robe lineage in the past two years.

Then I saw him kneeling on the ground at this moment, with deep hatred shining in his eyes: "Master, my parents and grandma were all forced to death by that bastard Fang Xingjian. Please take a shot and kill Fang Xingjian to avenge me."

In front of Fang Xingchen was an old man with a withered body who looked like a skeleton. The old man was sitting on a rocking chair, swaying back and forth with the shaking of the chair.

Hearing what Fang Xingchen said, the old man said slowly: "Xingchen, I won't do anything about this kind of thing.

It's just a Fang Xingjian, and Pu Jiezi, who hasn't even reached the god level, wants me to make a move? It's really crazy, people will laugh when it spreads.

When you come out to play, the most important thing is to have a face. If you lose face, lack of energy, lack of will, you will not even be able to practice as a ghost. "

Fang Xingchen raised his head a little unconvinced, and said, "But..."

The Black Witch King frowned, patted the chair and said, "Isn't it just dead parents? When I was ten years old and came out to play, my whole family was fed fish by my enemy Chen Jiang. Isn't it good now?

If you want to take revenge, you can cultivate yourself, and after a few years, you will eat shit like that punk, that's called the rules. "

Fang Xingchen lowered his head and his face was gloomy, obviously very dissatisfied with the result.

At this moment, a cloud of gray mist slowly floated in from the window, forming a vaguely human shape.

The Black Witch King's eyes slanted slightly, and a centipede-like scar on his face became more ferocious: "Grey Worm? You're not dead yet? Dare to come to me, aren't you afraid that the silver lunatic will hack you to death?"

The person who came was one of the top figures of the gray-robed wizard, the high-level behind-the-scenes of the Earth Temple, the gray-robed wizard, the insect king.

Hearing what the Dark Witch King said, the gray mist shook slowly, and turned into an extremely ugly worm. He laughed and said, "Old ghost, I haven't seen you for many years, but you are still so ugly. The silver maniac is probably the one he wants to kill the most." The person is you, but you have no time to trouble me.

The evolution of the world is coming, the concentration of ether fans will increase by thousands of times and the speed of practice will be faster and faster, and the real path after the god level will be opened soon. I don’t know how many people from the God of Truth Sect will appear this time master. "

"You just came here to tell me this?" The Dark Witch King sneered, "When has our Wizarding Association ever been afraid of them? What are you doing here? If you don't say anything else, I'll crush you to death."

The incarnation of the insect king smiled and said, "Fang Xingjian, is this guy from Earth? He killed several of us. I came here to ask if he has anything to do with you?"

Hearing the words Fang Xingjian, Fang Xingchen's eyes flashed a light, and the Dark Witch King shook his head and said, "You want to touch him? It's not our people, he came from the earth itself, it seems to be people from the earth and The mixed blood of the Miracle Man, with the body of the Miracle Man, and also practiced the knighthood of the empire."

Gray Worm showed a satisfied smile: "Understood, then we don't have any scruples."

The Black Witch King said disdainfully: "He's in the Demon City right now. You gray robes are useless without the power of the evil god. If you go to the Demon City, be careful to be beaten to death by him."

"Hmph, you don't need to talk about it, we naturally have our way."

"Then go."

...

The Miracle Continent went north, crossed the Great Grassland Country of the Iron Lion King, passed the Maxell Papal State where the Holy See of Truth headquarters is located, and came to the northernmost tip of the Miracle Continent, and came to the frosty country Mangar.

It is different from the ruling structure from the city to the state to the royal family of the Empire, different from the federal system of the Wizards Association, different from the grassland style of the Iron Lion King's Court, different from the slavery system of the Kingdom of Sand, and even more different from the religious establishment of the Papal State.

Mangar, the country in the ice, is still a structure of primitive tribes.

And the leaders of all tribes are called barbarian kings.

The barbarian king of this generation is the ghost wolf Zack of the Frostwolf tribe.

Now, in the Frostwolf tribe, a silver-haired man was lying by the campfire, watching the barbecue on the campfire in silence.

The silver-haired man looked about thirty or forty years old, with delicate skin, a slender and powerful figure, and endless vicissitudes in his eyes.

Beside him, the strongest Mangar, the barbarian king of this generation, Nether Wolf Zacks, who has stepped into the god level for more than 20 years, is kneeling on the ground, helping the silver-haired man to barbecue, with an expression of respect that has never been seen before.

Suddenly, the tent was opened, and a young man with short silver hair walked in. Along with his entry, the smell of blood rushed to the face, as if turning into substance, it was about to penetrate into everyone's noses.

Asking about the bloody smell, Nether Wolf almost collapsed. He looked at the young man with short silver hair and said, "What did you do!"

The young man with short silver hair didn't look at him, but just looked at the middle-aged man and said, "Master, kill them all."

The middle-aged man nodded, and Zacks on the side became angry: "Who are you? Who are you? Why do you want to bloodbath my Frostwolf tribe!"

At this time, the invincible Nether Wolf, who once roamed the ice field, was completely devastated and angry.

Originally, he was happily hunting with several elders and priests, but he didn't know that the two people in front of him fell from the sky.

The middle-aged man didn't make a move, but the young man defeated all the elders and priests of the Frostwolf tribe with his continuous attacks.

And as the strongest person in the ice field, he failed to receive the opponent's punch.

Including him, a total of 3 god-level powerhouses, more than twenty 29-level warriors, can't even stop the opponent from facing each other.

Hearing the howling of Nether Wolf, the silver-haired middle-aged man gave him a sideways glance, and said, "You Frostwolf tribe is fighting with other tribes, it's the law of the jungle, I don't care.

But a month ago, after you defeated the Shadow Wolf tribe, you not only massacred the soldiers, but even raped women and children, burned pregnant women to death, tortured girls, and dug out children from people's stomachs and stabbed them to death.

I'm not happy that the whole Shadow Wolf clan has turned into a living hell.

Makes me... very unhappy.

If I don't kill you, I won't be able to sleep tonight. "

Saying that, the silver-haired middle-aged man shook his head: "You guys are too tasteless."