The Witcher: Elemental Lords

"Is there something I can help you with?"

Mills looked at Dole, gentlemanly yet scrutinizing. After a few seconds, he nodded slightly, glanced around, and slowly sat down opposite Dole.

Dole was puzzled.

At this moment, Mills suddenly smiled and said, "I heard that you are also from the Northern Kingdom. May I ask where your ancestral home is?"

Dole didn't hide anything, "Domon County, which belongs to the southeastern part of the Northern Kingdom."

Mills shook his head, indicating he hadn't heard of it.

Dole smiled, "That's just a small place that produces some ore. I only gradually came into contact with the path of wizards after encountering some magic crystal mines."

Mills laughed, "That's your opportunity. I heard it's related to a hellhound?"

Dole immediately became vigilant, "Yes, when I met it, that guy was almost dead. Lucky me!" This was no longer a secret. At least within the Glory Wizard Alliance, the information about Baal could fill several pages.

Mills smiled even more happily, "I heard about this. Your rise is completely related to him. I wanted to ask, would it be possible for me to meet this creature from another world?"

Dole looked at Mills, his expression gradually turning cold.

"If you have any ideas, you better kill them in your heart!"

Mills looked at Dole's expression and also retracted his smile. He lowered his voice and slowly said, "Before, no one looked for you because you hadn't entered some people's sights, not qualified enough. Now that someone is looking for you, do you think you have room to refuse?"

Dole looked at Mills, not knowing what he meant. Looking for Baal, looking for him, wasn't it all the same? Was this the beginning of threats?

Dole looked at Mills, and said with a fake smile, "If someone is looking for me for business, I personally welcome them wholeheartedly. If they are looking for trouble, then please come ahead without worrying about the Glory Wizard Alliance. I will personally handle it."

Mills looked at Dole and snorted coldly, "That's just an alien creature. Why protect it so much? Hand it over, and we will give you corresponding compensation. A level seven hellhound only has some research value."

Dole frowned, not knowing what this guy meant. Was he testing him, or was he going to attack him? His face immediately turned unfriendly.

"Mills, are you threatening me to my face?"

Mills sat up straight, expressionless, and said, "No, I just want to make a deal with you. It's just that you don't like the content of the deal. How about it? I heard you like beautiful women. Our family has plenty of women. You can pick one at will?"

Dole's mouth twitched. Did he really have such a reputation now?

He looked at Mills, his expression becoming extremely cold, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop.

"Mills, right? You have successfully provoked me. Next time I see you, if it's not in a public place, I suggest you use an avatar."

Mills was stunned, feeling the increasingly low temperature around him. He snorted coldly, "I am now speaking to you on behalf of the family. Don't be shameless..."

Before he could finish his next sentence, a fierce look flashed in Dole's eyes. He raised his hand, and a huge bolt of lightning suddenly exploded from his hand.

Mills didn't expect Dole to be so irritable. Caught off guard, the light from several alchemical equipment on his body exploded. The lightning struck him, and he felt as if he had been hit by a mountain.

Boom.

Mills flew out. He crashed into the door of the room, and in the next moment, he smashed through the door and flew out.

Dole's angry attack directly carried the rules of lightning, with great power, and was controlled in this small space, without touching anything around it.

"Damn it, did you really think I have a good temper?" His voice exploded around him, and he disappeared from the ground. In the next moment, he had already appeared in the sky.

At this time, tens of kilometers away, Mills' figure had already stabilized in a mess. He heard Dole's words and was about to retort. In the next moment, Dole's aura had already appeared around him, and an extremely sharp feeling came from behind. Even though he had already opened his full-body defense, he still felt as if he had not opened any defense.

Which wizardry can cut through space?

He hurriedly clenched his fist, and a beautiful ring on his finger suddenly exploded.

In less than a thousandth of a second, a tiny spatial fluctuation formed under his feet, and black light rolled back, engulfing Mills into it.

As soon as he disappeared, Dole's Death Scythe flashed past where he had just been.

Missing the strike, Dole didn't chase after him. He held the Death Scythe and stood quietly in the sky, looking in a certain direction.

This ring was a space teleportation ring, which could teleport people to any place within a hundred kilometers. With Dole's current ability, he could even feel the direction and landing point of the space channel, but he didn't chase after it.

Being irritable is being irritable, the other party did provoke him, but hitting someone is okay, but killing someone is too much.

Of course, the main reason was that this was the territory of the Glory Wizard Alliance, and killing someone would probably make even the Glory Wizard Alliance unable to tolerate him.

The speed of the two people's fight was extremely fast, and even the magic array of the Glory Wizard Alliance base didn't react.

Usbourne suddenly appeared not far from Dole, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong? What did that Mills say? Why did you guys start fighting?"

Dole glanced at Usbourne, "He was provoking me, and I just made my own response."

Usbourne was a little surprised. How strong did the provocation have to be to cause such a strong reaction from him? Did the people of the Witch God family want to cause trouble for Dole?

He had met Mills, who was just a little arrogant, but Dole's reaction was a bit too much, right?

He nodded, and said with some indifference, "Okay, as long as you didn't beat him to death. Now that Mills has suffered a loss, he shouldn't come to provoke you again, but you have to be careful. The Witch God family is not as easy to talk to as the Alexander family. They have a lot of say in both the East Ring Empire and the Northern Kingdom."

Dole gently raised his eyes, looked into the distance, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Then let them come."

What he was thinking in his heart was that he would go back and start promoting the Babel Tower and the Turin Bone Pagoda to level eight, and kill as many as come.

Usbourne sighed, "You should still pay attention. Let Aisy say hello to Lord Kabu. As long as it's not level eight coming, it's nothing to you."

Dole's Storm Domain could solve everything, this was the conclusion Usbourne had come to after secretly watching.

Dole nodded. He should actually go back now. Taking the materials and leaving was the planned thing. Now he had stayed for so long, which had seriously exceeded expectations.

Thinking of this, "I promised President Vasily that I would stay until the end of February, but now I have limited time here and should go back."

Usbourne nodded and said, "Okay, the situation here is like this. There shouldn't be anyone messing around. I've already said hello to Lord Fire King. In fact, it wasn't chaotic at all. It's just that the preliminary work wasn't done well, and there was no control. It's difficult to control later."