Wizard: Become stronger by drawing cards from the potions variety show

Stimulated by Li Daoxian's various talents, the evolver virus has undergone countless generations. After invading and absorbing the memory of Canaan, and being stimulated by strong nutrients, the virus instantly evolved into countless different versions, 90% of which The nine defective evolutions automatically dissolve, are absorbed, and become nourishment again.

The remaining viruses continued to evolve upward until the absorbed information was digested, forming the virus species now spread across three blocks.

This time the virus already has the flavor of a dream, it is illusory and absurd.

In the real world, it is impossible to observe it with the naked eye. You may feel some differences with magic power, but when the entire environment is full of differences, the wizards in the environment will naturally adapt to this difference.

Only a handful of keen wizards are lucky enough to see this enchanting black snow.

Li Daoxian raised his head and looked at the scattered black catkins, which were like black rain, falling on the streets, trees, and pedestrians. Everything was covered with viruses, and everything was twisting and exuding vitality. .

"It's so beautiful."

The large-scale spread of the virus has exposed the virus to more information and stronger stimulation.

The viruses on the Epidemic Network are iterating rapidly, and new viruses that are more suitable for the environment are being introduced every moment.

Originally, Li Daoxian thought that the virus was evolving fast enough in his body, but now, the virus is evolving far faster than Li Daoxian imagined.

Perhaps this is a more suitable way to open it.

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At the same time, in many places in these neighborhoods, some people vaguely felt something strange in the air. It was as if they had been blown by a biting cold wind, and their bodies tightened involuntarily.

Their keen intuition told them that it was best to leave here immediately, otherwise they would be in mortal danger.

As they observed their surroundings, the sense of danger soon dissipated.

From their intuitive feedback, they subjectively believe that the danger has passed... But in fact, they have been enveloped by the virus, and it makes no difference whether they can escape or not...

Wizards trusted their instincts. After the danger passed, their tense bodies relaxed slightly and continued to do their own things.

In their opinion, it is normal for their intuition to be triggered. In this place, accidents may happen at any time. It would be strange if there is no warning of danger any day.

"There is a high probability that I was affected by something else just now..."

But some people noticed something strange, and Bolton was one of them.

He is a member of the Guild of Dark Artisans and runs his own magic workshop in Mockingbird Quarter.

The Dark Craftsmen Association is also one of the twelve top forces of the Underground Council. It is an alliance of craftsmen who are good at manufacturing dark items and mysterious equipment. They operate the casting of black market weapons, armors and magic props in the Chaos Hub.

It can be said that any neighborhood in Abisovol is dotted with their shops. Almost all the weapons and equipment used by the wizards in battle here are purchased from the Dark Artisans Association.

Moreover, the Dark Artisans Association is also a partner of Hell Workshop. The magic equipment they produce is very unique, low cost, effective, and very cost-effective. Through Hell Workshop's sales network, it is very popular when sold to other places.

With this background, Bolton is not worried about the impact on his business. Anyway, there are many sales channels.

Originally, in his plan, he had no intention of leaving, no matter what the Robin Block became.

Even because of the decline of the Robin Block, Burton no longer has to pay "protection fees", which is a good thing for him.

But just now, he felt the danger keenly. Although this uneasy feeling quickly dissipated, he was still worried.

After all, there are a lot of valuable things in his store, and it is also the coveted target of all robbers and thieves.

These days, he has caught many stupid thieves who broke in without permission. Although he wasted a lot of time, it also saved him the cost of buying materials from the Dark Artisans Association, so it was a good thing.

The weird performance of my intuition today was obviously a "big rat" scurrying in. Perhaps some kind of magic was used to cover itself, or it was a prop that interfered with perception.

"It seems that I can make a good piece of equipment again."

Bolton licked his lips, picked up the hammer on the operating table, and blessed himself with heavy observation magic.

Various magic eyes and observers emerged from his head. With the help of magic and equipment, his perception was maximized and more perspectives were unlocked. No concealment magic could completely hide this. A comprehensive set of perceptions will expose some flaws.

He opened his eyes and wanted to see where the materials were delivered to his door. As a result, he saw that his shop was dark, and everything seemed to be blackened. No... to be precise, It was more like a black curtain covering it.

Even the operating table in front of him was like this, with a slippery-looking coating covering it.

"what……"

Bolton muttered to himself, and at the same time he saw something floating into the store. He turned his head and looked out the door, stunned.

Ashes fell all over the sky.

Like black snow, like black rain, falling fast and slow, covering the sky and the sun, and even the scenery in the distance can no longer be seen clearly...

Everything outside was covered with a layer of black ash. Obviously, this black snow had been falling for a long time.

More black ash is falling downward from the sky, with no intention of stopping.

The pedestrians hurried on the street turned a blind eye. They were the only colorful group in the monochromatic scene in front of them.

They can't see it.

Just like me just now, if I hadn't used so many observation equipment, I wouldn't have been able to detect this massive black snow...

Bolton looked at the scene in front of him and fell into deep thought.

It was obvious that the neighborhood in front of him was being shrouded in large-scale magic, and he couldn't tell what kind of magic or ritual it was.

"What is this... is there another great wizard doing forbidden experiments here?" Bolton murmured, "Is it done by the Robin Organization? Or some other organization?"

Mockingbird had a personnel change not long ago, and the Emerald Thieves appeared again, confirming the connection between the two, and at worst, the relationship between the two is a subordinate organization.

In this case, either the newcomers from the Robins organization are making some big moves, or other organizations are specifically picking on the current situation to give Robins and the Emerald Thieves a chance.

No matter which one it is, it means that this neighborhood will not be peaceful in the future.

As a result, while he was thinking this way, the black snowflakes gradually faded and finally disappeared from Bolton's sight.

"Stopped? No...the black surrounding it is also fading. It's because my observations are failing..."

The surrounding scene once again changed back to its original appearance, nothing had changed. Everything just now was like Bolton's hallucination.