How do I break the team invitation from my old enemy?

Lin Wei leaned against the head of the bed, watched Duanyu come to the other side of the bed, and gently pressed his right hand on the dark brown eggshell.

Centered on the joint between Juanyu's right hand and the eggshell, there are elemental ripples, which are purer and more powerful than all the magic elements of all schools filling the room at this time, so that they are all suppressed, even The light of the transparent magic spar under the eggshell dimmed slightly. Even if Lin Wei didn't release his mental power, he could clearly feel this change.

Juanyu, he has not yet grown into what he was then, but his strength has already begun to appear—Lin Wei involuntarily looked at the white box that was placed on the table next to the bed by Juanyu.

"This box...can I see it?"

Juan Yu answered him without any hesitation, almost as a matter of course: "Yes."

Lin Wei heard his own heartbeat.

One moment, one moment.

The long, pure white box, moist in texture, was foreclosed—the enemy who had entangled him for half his life in his previous life, handed it to him lightly, with a natural attitude, no different from when the two of them shared an ordinary thing with each other many times before .

But for Lin Wei, it was unusual - this thing, in his last life, which was still vividly remembered, had been pointed at his throat many times.

Touch the smooth body of the box lightly with your fingers, and immediately there is a familiar cold air that is close to death, spreading from the fingertips to the whole body.

Lin Wei took a deep breath, pulled the box away from the bottom, and what slowly emerged from inside was indeed his familiar breath and shape.

On the battlefield in his last life, he had seen countless and various magical weapons—such as staffs with crystal balls or magic crystals inlaid on the top, which gave each spell a powerful blessing; for example, there were endless magic weapons made by alchemists The small scrolls and magic potions are always thrown out at unexpected times; another example is the magic bow made of mithril and inlaid with sun stones. The illusory bow string is pulled by spells, sending powerful high-level magic like meteors into the dense in the army.

But none of these can compare to the one in Lin Wei's hands at this time.

The dark silver metal of unknown material is wrapped in clear crystals, winding with mysterious patterns—it stands tall as a person.Slender, sharp, and impeccably exquisite and gorgeous, when it is held in the hand of Juan Yu, it will appear as if it has been truly given life, with a dark and cold glow, with a cold breath that can cut everything.

Lin Wei said its name silently in his heart.

"The Spear of Kungunir..."

He fixedly looked at the ancient ornamentation on the long handle, from which era he did not know, and went back in time until he met the person next to him on the battlefield for the first time.

At that time, the scale of the war had not yet reached its peak. The Fifth Army of the Empire with a total of 2 people—the Violet Legion, and Lin Wei, who was accompanied by several members of the Magician Legion, faced off against a dozen or so people from the magical world suspended in midair. One party magician.

The two sides faced each other quietly, each waiting for the order to start the attack, neither of them moved first.

Beside Lin Wei, the water mage, who was on the battlefield for the first time, clenched his staff tightly and said, "Why don't they move? Your Excellency, let's go first—the Fifth Legion is not only well-equipped, but also has three Thousands of warriors, no matter how powerful they are, what can they do to us?"

"We have never fought against the wizarding world... Igor, do you want our warriors to die?"

The words of the Duke in black fell softly, his voice was not loud, but just a slight reproach in these words was enough to make Igor admit his mistake in fear: "I'm sorry, my lord Duke, I thought too much about it." few."

"Igor, those magicians are obviously not as impetuous as you, look..." The Duke pulled back his wide hood, revealing a pale and handsome young face, and raised his head to look into the sky: " He's waiting for me too."

"Waiting for you?"

A rare look of anticipation appeared on the Duke's face, and he met the emotionless gaze of the leading white-robed magician.

Suddenly, there was a long and deep roar from behind the black army. A huge creature spread its wings, cast a shocking black shadow on the ground, and swooped towards the Duke at high speed—this was the giant dragon summoned by the Duke. , everyone in the Magician Legion recognizes it.

The giant dragon flew lower and lower, bringing with it a hurricane-like violent air flow, which caused the soldiers to half-close their eyes.

The giant dragon breathed out a powerful breath, helping the young Duke leap lightly and land on its broad back—then flapped its wings suddenly, and flew high towards the opposite side.

On the other side, the great magician in white robes——his face was also young, and his facial features could even be called exquisite and perfect. Unfortunately, his cold breath and cold eyes made people ignore his appearance.

The magician held his right hand, and a dark silver spear condensed out of the void, holding it in his hand, and the sharp cold air swept across at that moment.

The giant dragon breathed out again, this time it was no longer the strong but gentle power just now, but the scorching and violent magical power, almost creating an elemental storm here.

But the magician didn't change his face, and he didn't see him making any movements of chanting spells. A pale golden barrier unfolded in front of him, collided with the scorching dragon's breath, and even pushed forward slowly. In this first confrontation, or Said that the temptation had a slight upper hand.

However, his intention was not to isolate himself a safe distance, but to be able to approach the Duke on the dragon's back as the barrier moved forward.

Unwillingly, the giant dragon strengthened the breathing of the dragon, but it still couldn't stop it, only the long hair of the great magician's dark gold was slightly brushed in the violent airflow.

The great magician looked down at the duke in black and black hair.

"Summoner... the mainland is not where you should live."

"My lord leader," the Duke looked at him without hesitation, and the smile on his lips was full of mischievous evil: "Then you can only regret that I was not born in the magical world!"

Under the control of his contract, the giant dragon flew high, with rhythmic sounds in its chest, and a vortex of elements gradually formed around it—breathing dragon's breath is only the most common attack method of a giant dragon, other than that, This unique race also has a powerful dragon language magic ability.

The magician finally launched his attack. The dark silver spear buzzed, with a sharp cold light that seemed to be able to pierce everything, and powerful gold element fluctuations, piercing the sky like a shining meteor, reflected in the duke's deep in the pupil of the eye.

——This is the self and the oracle at that time.

Lin Wei stretched out his hand to caress the cold handle of the gun, remembering that at that time, they had actually spoken a few words to each other, but unfortunately this rare conversation was not pleasant.

That's all for now...don't think about it anymore.

Lin Wei shook his head, trying to expel the lingering past from his mind—the guy who almost pierced his dragon's heart with his shot was hatching an egg for himself at this time!

That damned Kungunir gun, no matter how mysterious and powerful it is, isn't just lying obediently in front of him...

Lin Wei stretched out his hand and flicked the handle of the gun hard, and Kungunil, made of unique material, let out a long and clear cry.

Juanyu heard the voice and asked, "What are you doing?"

"I knocked on it," Lin Weili said confidently, "It's too cold, I just shook it, and my hands were going to freeze!"

His weapon was disliked by others, and he might have been treated badly, but Juan Yu didn't show any signs of anger, and just smiled lightly: "Be careful."

Be careful?

Do you have to be careful with Kungunir and not break it, or do you have to be careful not to be cold by Kungunir?

Lin Wei felt that his heart, which had been hardened just now, had softened again due to the messy memories of his previous life.

He looked at the judgment beside him, and remembered that there were many life-and-death moments in his previous life, but he had survived all of them without any risk—was it luck, or did this person not really kill?

The words of the first meeting, now that I think about it, I actually hope that I, as a summoner, can return to the magical world that I belong to - that's right, it is back, not going.

After all, the place where a magician really belongs is that world after all, not a continent that is incompatible no matter what he does.Moreover, although this leader is always expressionless, he is indeed not a cold and heartless person...