The Wizard World: 282 Bengula 1
Angel does not want to say more about the highest courtesy of Ferno's hometown, especially the highest courtesy of women. But because of this, enmity with people is completely unworthy.
After repeatedly telling Ferno that he had just arrived here, after some considerations, Angele decided to keep a little distance from this person. Lest he have another speechless custom.
At the middle of the hall, the middle-aged bearded man also told everyone this time.
"No matter what branch you are from, no matter how brilliant and powerful you were. Here, in the middle! You are now just a little first-level wizard." Bearded eyes swept across the hall, everyone looked up at him, and bowed his head invariably.
"Everyone knows the rules of our organization. So, let ’s choose the identity and sign the covenant." His backhand turned into a magic, and he suddenly had a stack of black leather rolls.
The paper roll is tied with a red string, and it continues to emit a black mist.
"Look at the obligations and powers of the covenant. If you don't want to sign, you can also go back to your own branch. If the identity selection conflicts, you can resolve it yourself.
He reached out.
Wow, a lot of black rolled paper suddenly flew apart, and each of them accurately and automatically flew in front of each of the sitting wizards.
Angel watched a black piece of black paper float slowly in front of himself, reached out and held down the paper that had just landed on the table. Browse carefully.
It's all written in Medieval.
The obligation is roughly: to take at least one organizational task every two years. The number of tasks that can be done for many years in advance. If it is a pharmacist or enchanter, etc., for members of the organization to come to seek a transaction, it must be concluded at 20% of the transaction price. The wizard has an obligation to maintain the stability of the organization when it comes to the major tasks of the organization.
The right is: to find a legal and visible identity for every wizard. Post a task at one level or higher in your organization at your own expense, with a quantity of one. Members of the organization have the right to ask for help in a hierarchical manner.
The terms are simple.
Angel checked that there were no traps, and signed his secret seal directly.
About ten minutes later, after everyone signed the pact, the paper automatically flew back to the bearded man's hands and piled up. He inspected it a little and carefully closed it.
"Next is the identity selection. The organization arranges the distribution of ten organizations for everyone." He raised his hand. Dozens of dark things flew away from their hands and levitated above the hall.
Angel looked up. Floating above, there were dozens of different things shrouded in black light, such as badges and tokens.
"That's a recommendation token from a different organization," whispered a wizard sitting beside Ferno.
"That's it!" Angri's ear suddenly heard the cry of Hein. "I asked you to do something for me to exchange advanced meditation ideas, remember?"
"Of course." Angele glanced at the increasingly solemn atmosphere of the audience, and answered silently in her heart.
All the wizards in the hall stared at things in the air. Everyone seems to have their own set goals. The purpose is clear.
"Join the hands of Yuan Neng. This is my requirement for exchanging meditation thoughts." Hai Yin said calmly.
"Hand of Yuan Neng? Is it your organization?"
"It's my friend's organization. I guess nobody died and it should start to decline. But compared to these small organizations on the border, it's much stronger. It won't let you down." Hai Yin answered immediately .
"Really? How do I feel you can't wait to hide something? What is the token of Yuanneng's Hand?"
"That is the silver-white ball with a round shape."
Angele stared at the pile of letters in the air.
One of the small **** near the edge is white and silver like Hein said. The billowing is about the size of an orange. Above it are engraved patterns of flowers, birds, insects and fish with fine rune text.
There are more than one such token, there are three of them.
There are more than one token in other organizations, more or less, there are more than three.
The middle-aged bearded man in the hall looked at the sight of all the wizards with satisfaction, and everyone focused on the tokens in the air.
"Then, I'll leave here for twenty minutes, during this time. It's up to you to determine the ownership of the token."
"Isn't most of my power allocated before?" a wizard stood up and asked. He was wearing a green cloak, and his whole body was hidden under the cloak. It's just that it sounds good, it should be a woman. "If you do n’t distribute according to abilities and rely purely on force, do n’t members of special organizations such as enchanters suffer?”
"This time I am the home team, my decision is everything. There is no so-called fairness in the world, only strength determines everything. If you can kill me, then the tokens will be picked by you naturally." He said calmly.
"You!" What the witch wanted to say, was pulled by her companions.
"That's right. For some people who don't know the situation of tokens, I'll give a hint." Look around at the audience. Slowly said, "The closer to the center, the stronger the organization represented by the token."
He turned and strode out of the hall. The sound of footsteps gradually weakened until he disappeared.
"Hands on!" I don't know which wizard suddenly shouted.
Suddenly, several red shadows rushed towards the token group over the hall.
At the same time, on the other side, a short green arrow, a black snake with transparent wings, and a **** arm that stretches suddenly. At the same time crashed into the mid-air token group.
Boom!
There is chaos in the field.
A burst of green flames burst suddenly between the token groups.
The huge fireball exploded, shaking the floor of the hall.
Angel's eyes flashed blue.
In the field of vision, each of the voodoo attacks seen has a power above 60 degrees. Some even reached Baidu.
The tokens were blown up everywhere, but they were all intact.
Angel didn't dare to neglect. The metal talent was tightly attached to the skin surface, and he moved carefully in the corner with his bow on his body. He kept his eyes on the token ball of Yuan Neng's hand that was constantly bombed in the sky.
Fenuo, like him, is leaning against the corner, protected by a red tassel-like force field, and slowly moving. Eyes are constantly aiming at the tokens in the air.
Oh! !!
Angele stepped back suddenly.
A black figure flew in front of him from the air.
A series of brown tables and chairs were smashed and smashed in the clamor.
The black figure coughed twice, got up, grabbed it with one hand, and a mass of black mist energy was immediately held in his hand, and when he stepped on his foot, he rushed into the air again.
Boom! !!
Another muffled sound, the dense red rune lines suddenly appeared on the walls around the hall, absorbing all the leaked energy of disintegration.
Angel's forehead exuded a little cold sweat.
When the black figure grabbed the black mist just now, the energy of the mist in his field of view was as high as 98 degrees.
This level of energy can directly defeat all his defenses with one click. Kill him in an instant!
"Danger! Hidden to the left!" Hai Yin said suddenly.
Angel hesitated for a moment, then immediately flung to the left.
Oh! !!
A harsh noise came from where he stood.
A transparent mass of energy exploded there instantly, the air twisted and screamed, and it turned into a vortex after a few seconds, slowly dissipating.
Angel's face was slightly white, and the analysis of the chip in his eyes quickly calculated the power of the invisible energy.
"72 degrees .... It's really dangerous. It will definitely hurt if you hit it. You can also deceive the chip and the auto defense talent field to prevent it from starting automatically."
He looked at the residual trajectory of transparent energy. There is exactly the middle of the hall.
In the middle of the hall, the strength of all the wizards is now revealed.
The battle group is divided into three.
A white-haired old man in a white swordsman suit with a cold face is competing with a lady in a red dress for a diamond-shaped transparent token.
Countless force field energy collided with friction fragments between two people. Both are melee hand-to-hand combats and their fierce fighting style. With each collision, a circle of white halo blooms, like white discs. The power is on Baidu.
The other battle group was two black robes who had previously conflicted with Ferno, and another witch dressed as a barbarian, besieged a handsome man dressed as a nobleman. The man looked calm, holding a white wooden staff above his head, and the top of the staff constantly released various laser beams to attack his opponent. The frequency is extremely high, and some black weird bat-like creatures are released from time to time. It seems that he is suppressing the other three alone. They were fighting for a silver-white book-like token.
The last battle group is more than ten groups of transparent waves that are constantly flying and attacking around five or six wizards. Each of these wizards was working hard to persevere, but it seemed that they could not persist for a long time. Angli was almost hit and injured just now. This was the aftermath of this battle group lasing. As for scrambled tokens, it is completely unclear where.
The rest of the wizards were either wounded and wounded in these three places, or were hiding in the dark, secretly preparing to **** some inconspicuous peripheral tokens.
Angel slowly walked along the wall. Each wizard in the three battlefields on the field was stronger than he was usually. Although he had the hallucination mark as a hole card, others also had their own hidden ability. come out.
Angele moves slowly while watching other people fight.
Soon, after some simple and fierce competition, there are still three battlefields in the middle. Enormous energy shocks continue to sputter, and everything in the entire hall is easily destroyed by the aftermath.
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