Shaman from Afar

"The show has already started."

Van Sterne, who was also hiding near the tavern, had a playful smile on his face-just now, the fire suddenly came from the alley next door, indicating that the wizard named Ain Rand should have sneaked into the tavern Too.

From this moment on, this guy became a rabbit who got into the cage, and no matter how much he struggled, he could n’t escape his palms—because there were dozens of barrels of fire oil buried under it, which could blow up the entire pub into the sky. !

To deal with this kind of tough guy who can easily overthrow his dozen or so thugs, it does n’t make sense to have as many people, so simply use the easiest and most direct way, even if he really has what the "old man" said It is so powerful that it is impossible to escape alive from the flames.

Only one of his own dog legs knows the whole plan. After receiving the signal, he will ignite the kerosene under the tavern, and then burn the lord wizard to coke, and the stupid people of the "copper plate group" are his burial!

The target of the assassination, the poisoned dinner ... It ’s just a blind eye. The wizard is very cunning, he can surely guess that he wants to deal with him, but he will never think of it this way, he will do so to kill him. Big movements.

Having said that, if you want to kill the enemy from behind, should n’t you be surprised?

Faustnor's expression was so proud that it made the face of the **** beneath the eagle nose even more gloomy, revealing an indescribable strangeness.

He was able to mix so well in Eboden, not only because of his own skills, but also because he was willing to help the "adults" who don't want to get their hands dirty.

As long as a name, a place, whether dead or alive, he can meet all his needs-because of this, the crutches can occupy the ditch, become the largest gangster in Ebden, but can also be patrolled in the city The guards turned a blind eye.

The right hand reached into the pocket under the smock, and after touching a gold-plated ring, Van Sternau nodded in peace, and looked back at the tavern in the distance.

The ring is his last card, the deposit that "the lord" gave him-by itself can escape a mortal attack, at that moment his body will instantly "transform" into a mouse, wait a few minutes later Will recover.

Although he is not a wizard, Van STENO knows how precious this "magic item" is. It is definitely not something that such a gangster can touch. It is completely coincidental to get it.

He is so reluctant to carry such precious things, but hides in a very secret place. The reason it will be worn on the body this time is entirely out of prudence.

It is undeniable that this wizard named Ain Rand is absolutely capable of killing himself, even if he has avoided risks as much as possible, he cannot relax his vigilance.

"His Ein Rand, although I am not hostile to you, who makes someone want your life-I am just paying for it."

Festno bended his mouth leisurely, just now he had sent a signal to his men ambushing in the tavern. All he had to do now was to wait with peace of mind and quietly appreciate the rare "fireworks" in the ditch lane.

But ... there seems to be something wrong. Van Sternau frowned slightly, waiting a quarter of an hour longer, but the tavern was still safe and quiet.

Did something happen?

If he could, he was absolutely reluctant to approach the pub, but considering the power of "the lord" ... inexplicably tense Festno tightened the gold-plated ring in his pocket and put it on his right hand, silently Left the place.

There were only a few scorched corpses outside the door, and a few drunk tramps could be seen in the distance. Basically all the thugs were lured out by the wizard's trick. Festno, who stood outside the door, hesitated for a moment and kicked the door open.

"This, this is ... where is this ?!"

It was not enough to describe Festno's surprise at this moment. He knew that he should be in Yingou Alley, the pub, but what he saw in front of him was a genuine Holy Cross Church!

To be more precise, it should be the ruins of a Holy Cross church-the collapsed walls, the tilted main altar, the broken sculpture of the Holy Cross ... but these are not the point!

Where are you now? !

"You look surprised."

An unusually "familiar" voice came, and some tense Festno widened his eyes, turning his eyes almost immediately towards the broken holy cross sculpture.

A dark-haired wizard with a black robe and a dagger in his hand was sitting there, looking at him playfully, and his eyes looked like he was jumping up and down, dancing happily ... a monkey? !

"Ain Rand, what did you do?"

"What did I do? This question is really strange. It should be what you are going to do." Loren smiled slightly and kicked the scarred face-tied man beside him, the leader of the "copper board group":

"We have an agreement, you let me catch this person, now it's time for you to fulfill the agreement."

"Yes, yes, that's it. I will tell you about the whereabouts of Isaac Grantham-I have always liked to keep my promises, as long as you ..."

Pretending to be calm, Festno said on the side that the right hand with the gold-plated ring was already behind him, ready to escape at any time, as long as he figured out what this strange church is all about ...

"But it is a pity that you actually deceived me-this so-called" copper plate leader "is actually one of your men. You use him to gather all the gangs who want to deal with the crutches, and then eliminate them one by one No need to deny that this gentleman has admitted. "

"I, I believe this matter can be explained." Festno held his hands and tried to keep calm and stable: "Please also give me an opportunity to apologize to you, I can tell you more things- Someone wants to get rid of you, and you are a big player in Ebden, you are very dangerous now! "

"And you are the beater they hired." The dark-haired wizard looked very pityfully at Festno: "Don't do any more useless work. Your gadget in this church has no meaning at all."

"I ..." Festno's eyes widened and his figure flickered slightly: "I don't know what you are talking about!"

"You don't need to know, you are going to die soon-and before that, you will tell me everything that should be told to me." Loren Turin's face was teased. Smile:

"The show has already started."

………………"what--!!!!"

The scar-faced man lying on the floor was awakened by the thick **** smell. It was still the box of the tavern, and he was still alone, covered with blood and lees.

The scar-faced man pushed a corpse away and tried to get up, but found that face was so familiar ...

"Boss Fostno ?!"

Startled by the face in front of him, the scarred man almost collapsed to the ground again-his body was still hot, but that look was undoubtedly already dead!

Neck was twisted, eyes were chopped off, there were no teeth left in the mouth, cheek bones and the tall eagle hook nose became a mess of mud ... even if it was a killer, and more than one scar Face man, was also scared to death by this "too thrilling" face!

"Enough to see?"

A cold voice came from the side, the scared man turned his gaze in horror, the black-haired wizard was still sitting there, playing with the dagger in his hand, and looked at him with a smile-just those eyes ...

Made him tremble.

"Now the beaters of the crutches are outside ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ They will come back at any time, so I will make a long story short." Loren said softly: "What's your name?"

"Lu, Luca!"

"Very good, Mr. Luca, you hit Lucky today." The dark-haired wizard threw the dagger in his right hand in front of him: "Tell me, are you willing to be the leader of the crutches?"

"If you want to, the next thing does not need my help, you must know what to do. If you don't want, I will respect your choice ..."

Loren kicked on the chest of the scar-faced man, and the strong man with no resistance was stepped on the floor by him like a reptile:

"I will send you to **** with him."

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