The Wizard World: 154 on board 1

The sky is blue, and a few white clouds are slowly moving. Endless blue ocean. A blue-and-white-striped sailing ship was slowly wading along with the waves, drawing a faint white line and sailing forward.

The white sails of the sailing ship resemble three triangles, of different sizes, side by side being slightly swollen by the wind, making a hunting sound.

A man in a black robe is slowly walking on the deck, frowning casually. A long brown hair was blown to the side by the wind from time to time, becoming more messy.

Angele has been wandering on this ship for a long time.

It has been four days since the voyage, and he has almost walked all corners of the ship.

"This ship is not a Prospect." He can be sure of that. Although it was also a whale towed by black witchcraft at the bottom of the ship, the ship did not have a tall ship building. Moreover, some subtle points are also very different from the Outlook. It's not justified when the ship building is demolished.

The deck is empty and deserted. All the apprentices on the ship went down to the cabin, and the two white wizards were responsible for testing qualifications.

Angele walked on the deck alone, and the wet sea breeze hit him, and his clothes were a little wet.

Standing on the deck, he couldn't help remembering the girl who was Willett when she was there. She had disembarked herself after arriving at Maluya, and never saw her again. She was one of a group of people eliminated by the wizarding world. The area where she once lived was where the Whitefang Castle and the Sixth Ring Tower were located, and it was the area he was going to go to now.

A man holding the ship's side for a moment to think. Finally, a slight voice and footsteps came near the hatch.

Soon, more than a dozen apprentices came out of the cabin.

The first few apprentices suddenly saw Angele on the side of the ship and came quickly.

An ordinary girl with red curly hair is walking in front. Behind her are four other apprentices. It should be a local group.

The girl's eyebrows are a little charming, wearing a precious silk tight dress, a dark red, and most of the apprentices behind are good-looking boys.

"Sir, may I ask, how long are we still to reach the next port?" The girl in the red skirt gave a slight bow. The voice was deliberately sweet.

Angele frowned at her. The girl was obviously not very good, but she still had to wear a tight skirt, her face was not good, and her appearance was only inferior. The breath on his body was just the appearance of a second-class apprentice, but he actually had the breath of three demonized items, which surprised Angliel a little.

"What's your qualification?" Angelle asked without answering.

"Third class!" The girl in the red skirt raised her face slightly. A loud answer. Seems proud.

"Nice qualification, but do you know the meaning of the black robe on me?" Angle looked at her lightly.

"Here is the ship for apprenticeships. We believe in you." The girl in the red dress quickly showed a sweet smile and tried to make a cute look.

"Really?" Angle smiled indifferently. "Why don't you find another black robe?"

The red skirt girl's face was stagnant, showing a slight fear. "That lord. I don't like people to bother him."

"So do I." Angle turned and ignored her.

The girl in the red dress gritted her teeth and exchanged a look at the people around her. After all, she turned and left.

Angele knows that this girl is an aristocratic disease. She wants to see if she can pull herself in, but unfortunately she doesn't understand the rules of the wizarding world. Strength is the sole criterion for equal dialogue.

The day passed quickly.

After dinner, everyone on the boat returned to their room. The chef on board is hired in advance, and the range of activities can only be in the kitchen and a fixed area. Don't worry about leaking secrets.

The whole ship is basically a whale at the bottom of the ship. Then go straight ahead. If it is not for cover-up, sailors are basically not needed.

Somewhere on board.

Beyonce, the white robe witch, stood in the window of the room, looking through the thick glass, looking at the black sea outside, her arms around her chest.

On the bed behind him, a man in a white robe, Fesid, lay on his back, lazily. Yawning from time to time.

"I said, Beyonce, you came to me suddenly, what's the matter?"

The witch glanced at him.

"Now they're almost all in meditation, right? Let's investigate together? It takes a little time for meditation to fluctuate and you should be able to identify their origin."

"Good idea, you and I can work together to achieve complementary effects." Fisid held up his body. Get up from the bed.

"You come first or me first?" he asked.

"Let me."

Beyonce turned around and stretched out his right hand. Exposed a silver bracelet on her wrist. The densely packed bracelets are full of fine patterns and patterns, all of which are small flowers and vine leaves, giving a gorgeous and vulgar feel.

"Felie!" Beyonce whispered a phrase.

The silver bracelet on the hand suddenly blooms with a silvery white halo, no sound, no smell, but a pure silvery white halo, forming a silvery white halo.

Then the bracelet quickly disintegrated, and some small silver particles quickly dropped from the surface, falling on the floor like sand, and silently splashed to the ground. But soon, the silver sand that fell to the ground disappeared quickly and invisibly.

In just a few seconds, the entire bracelet was completely broken down into countless silver sands and disappeared on the floor.

Fishid, who was standing aside at this time, lightly rubbed a black ring on the index finger of his left hand.

In his mouth, he whispered weird syllables, as if he were recite poetry.

With his chanting, the black ring quickly burst into black smoke.

The silver sand that had disappeared on the ground quickly reappeared. Each fine sand quickly turned into a tiny silvery white ant.

Countless fine sands have turned into ants, and they are quickly invisible again. Then I heard only the creeping sound of Soso, and soon, the ants' voices became lower and lower, until there was no more noise.

"Everyone on the ship will be under our surveillance, and the effect can last for a long time. But at the place, my ring and your bracelet will be unusable for several years." Fisid calmly Say.

"It's okay, this time is the key. Invisible Silver Sand cooperates with your temporary activation. It should not be detected by those two people. We just need to keep the task safe." Beyonce didn't care.

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In another room.

Angel, who is also in a black robe, is sitting at the table with the white feather pen in his hand constantly calculating what is on a stack of parchment paper, dense symbols, formulas, data, remembering one on the paper Blockbuster.

The whistle of the whistle of the oil lamp is heard from time to time.

Angele was digging his head and calculating carefully, frowning, and stopped to look at the previous data from time to time. The blue dotted lines continued to light up in both eyes, and the chip and himself were revising the new spell model in order to reach the ideal strongest level.

Suddenly, Angele's eyes were blue.

"Who !!"

He turned his head sharply, a flick of his finger, and a thin silver needle shot instantly.

Ding.

On the floor in front of the door of the room, a small silvery white ant was nailed to the ground by a silver needle and is twisting and struggling. The tip of the needle was nailed to its abdomen. After a while, the silvery white ant no longer struggled, and soon it gave birth to dead white smoke, and then turned into a pool of silvery solution, which remained in the room.

Angele pulled back his chair and stood up and walked over.

"This metal ... is silver." He stretched out his right hand, and a small pool of silver on the ground immediately condensed into a small bead and floated. Then slowly flew into his hands.

"Is that the three wizards during the day?" He frowned and looked at the silver beads on his hand. "From the strength of the mental strength of the chip exploration, it is just two ordinary white wizards and a slightly stronger one. Black wizard. There is not much **** smell on his body, it is estimated that it is a battle between small organizations. "

After these days of exploration. Angele was gradually relieved.

If nothing happens, he won't mind dealing with these three instability if it really gets on his head.

The Academy of Ram's Answers where Anglie is located. Among the black wizards, if they are not remote, and they have remained firmly in place, the wizards have signed a left-behind agreement. Based on the strength of the college, it is estimated that it is at least the top three levels in the black wizard organization. After all, after years of constant fighting, Ram's college is compared with wizarding organizations in peaceful places elsewhere. The individual strength is obviously beyond a section.

The black wizard who came out of the black witch land is basically synonymous with negative emotions and killings for the wizards outside. Ram's answer to fighting the Northern Alliance and fighting underground races has been on the front lines for thousands of years. Because there are so many wizards who want to find the Orb of Shadows, the death rate of college wizards is much higher than elsewhere. In such an environment, any resources must be sought for by themselves, and the tasks performed are mostly related to killings.

Mutual killing, this is the characteristic of the wizards who came out of the Dark Witch.

Compared with other places, it is the gap between the special forces and the small security in the greenhouse.

Apart from organizations like Ram's answer, there are also many small wizard organizations in some places. Often a liquefied spiritual wizard is already the strongest. These small organizations are mostly wizarding organizations that have not fallen before. The three people on board are likely to be members of such an organization.

Throw away the silver beads on your hand. Angrim grunted, glanced around the room.

Suddenly he stretched out his left hand, the black bi-winged beastly pattern in the palm moved slightly, and a transparent twist emerged from the palm of the hand instantly.

The whole room suddenly shakes.

In the corner, another silver ant rolled out, rushed toward the small ant with transparent waves, and then quickly shrank into the body, disappearing completely.

Angel's mouth sneered. Peeping at other people's 60xs at will has to pay the corresponding price.

(To be continued)

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