Magus Tech (Technological Wizard)

The night is like water.

Vasily felt that he was a fish in the water. Under the power of the spell, he quickly flew over obstacles one by one, and finally stopped in front of an ordinary courtyard.

Glancing around, finding no one, Vasily pushed the door quickly and walked into the courtyard, then walked into the room, and lifted an iron plate in the corner, revealing a downward passage.

Looking at the passage, Vasily touched the iron earrings hanging on his ears, his eyes flickered, and he took a deep breath and walked down.

...

"Da da da……"

Follow the passage to the end and enter a secret room. Walking out of the secret room, there are several passages leading to different places, and the places leading to are connected to other rooms and passages.

In short, the entire underground space is extremely complicated, like a maze.

Vasily was not very familiar with this place, but he would not get lost. According to his memory, he followed the familiar route all the way, and soon came to a hall.

In the hall, many people were busy, and occasionally someone glanced at him and said, "Vassily is back."

"Hmm." Vasily nodded in response, and looked at the corner of the hall, where a man in blue was busy sitting behind a table—Gibran, the steward of the east coast.

As if feeling Vasily's gaze, Gibran stopped what he was doing, looked over, and asked Vasily, "How is it, how is the situation?"

"It's almost exactly as you expected, the steward. The other party has gathered all the people who can be gathered. The rest of the wizarding organizations have also come to a lot of members. The time is ripe." Vasily responded quickly.

"That's good.

Gibran nodded, thought for a while, clapped his hands and said, "Okay, let's all get together and make a plan." "

"yes."

All the people in the hall immediately gathered around Gibran, including Suomen, Mukeni and others, as well as other members. After Vasily looked at it, he leaned over together, bringing a gust of wind behind him.

Gibran stood up from his seat, glanced at everyone, and said without much fuss, "You should be very clear about the matter. We have been busy all this time for one purpose. To achieve the purpose, Baishi City 1. The White Stone Tower must be taken down—this is a starting point, and only when this place is taken down can the arrangements of the rest of the wizarding organizations be better developed.

Therefore, there must be absolutely, absolutely no accidents in the White Rock Pagoda.

Now that the wizards of the White Rock Tower have gathered almost all their strength, let's help them. I decided, three days later, we're going to move. "

Gibran's bloodshot eyes were extremely sharp at this moment, "After three days, I ask everyone to participate, and then destroy them in batches to attract the attention of the White Stone Tower, let their power disperse, and then Full attack.

At that time, everyone will take the task to destroy the corresponding target and wipe out all the wizards in Baishi City. And the reason why I decided to do this instead of gathering the wizards together to deal with them is mainly to prevent the other party from breaking out. Even if most of them can be kept, but a small group of people escaped, the impact will be very bad. Understand? "

"Understood!" Everyone said in unison.

"Then..." Gibran nodded and was about to continue talking when he suddenly stopped as if stuck. The atmosphere in the hall froze, and before many people could react, the temperature began to drop sharply.

Gibran's face became extremely serious, as if he had discovered something that made him extremely angry, and he looked coldly at a place...a person.

"Gudong!"

Vasily swallowed his saliva unnaturally. Although he could easily kill the three wizards in the White Rock Tower, he was extremely nervous at the moment, and even felt like he was going to lose control - Gibran was looking at him.

"Gibran is in charge, you..." Vasily tried to calmly ask, but everyone could hear his voice trembling.

Gibran didn't answer Vasily's words at all, his eyes were fixed on Vasily all the time, and he didn't see any movement in the next moment, and went directly to Vasily's side.

Vasily's hairs stood up all over his body, and he felt a terrifying energy slowly brewing from Gibran's body. Once it burst out, it would definitely blow him to pieces.

Vasily was terrified, extremely terrified, and didn't know why, his brain was spinning, searching for what he had done wrong.

However, everything he did was in accordance with the rules. Even if he made some small mistakes, he wouldn't be killed in front of so many people, right?

It is true that for a person like him, death is not a real death at all, and he can be resurrected if he has a chance in the future.

But I'm afraid, for some reason, the organization has made some arrangements, so that he has no chance of resurrection at all.

Then death is equivalent to... complete obliteration.

Why is this happening?

Vasily tried hard, but couldn't figure it out, and then Gibran stretched out his hand to him.

"Snapped!"

Gibran's hand fell on Vasily's body.

Vasily felt that his whole body was stiff. Although Gibran hadn't attacked yet, and he also had the ability to resist, he couldn't develop any courage to resist at all. He knew very well that if Gibran really wanted to kill him, any resistance he had would be meaningless and just a ridiculous struggle.

But... why on earth is this happening?

Vasily's brain was about to explode, but he still couldn't figure it out.

At this time, Vasily felt a force from Gibran's hand, and before he could react the next moment, he was pushed aside by Gibran.

Um?

Vasily was taken aback.

Turning his head to realize something, he saw Gibran's eyes shrunk into two black spots, staring at the cloud of air behind his original position, with an extremely scary expression.

An extremely terrifying breath erupted from Gibran's body, and the power of destruction was brewing to the extreme.

This is……

Misunderstood, it turned out that Gibran didn't want to kill him at all.

Vasily thought confusedly.

But why did Gibran react so strongly? What's weird about the air behind him?

Vasily was extremely puzzled, and so were many people in the hall.

Gibran didn't give any explanation, but just stared at the invisible air for a long time...

"call--"

Suddenly, Gibran let out a sigh of relief, all the aura bursting out of his body were restrained, the brewing destructive energy completely dissipated, and he returned to his normal state. Turning his head, Gibran looked at the puzzled crowd and said, "Well, it's nothing. I suddenly remembered a small matter just now, and I lost my composure."

"Then..." Someone asked cautiously.

"The matter is settled now, let's... continue the meeting." Gibran walked back to his original position while speaking, squinted his eyes and glanced at the hall, then looked at the crowd and said slowly, "Let's revise some plans..."

"Forehead……"

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