The Dean Has Arrived

"This is not Peter Jean, the leader of the windmill? I didn't expect to meet you here."

Wearing a pure black suit, a black gentleman hat with a white ribbon, and a civilized stick under his arm, the man with an unpretentious expression of surprise appeared on his face and stretched out his hand to shake hands.

If it wasn't for his figure to be blessed to a certain extent, this outfit alone would make people think that he was an old gentleman or even an old nobleman in the upper class.

But Peter Jean didn't relax at all. In fact, the guard behind him had already stretched his hand into his clothes and held the iron handle of the magic dagger.

"Put away your tricks, Howard, I don't have the confidence to survive after shaking hands with you, the current boss of Heihe."

He sarcastically said without hesitation.

Although the opponent looks innocent, both Peter Jean and the guard behind him know that the opponent is not only a hidden magic swordsman, but his personality is also elusive, let alone shaking hands with him. , Maybe he could kill himself by getting closer.

"It's a pity, but I really admire you for being able to take care of the windmill in your early twenties." Howard retracted his hand, and the expression of regret on his face didn't know whether it was from the heart or just superb. Acting: "I thought Morag was in our Heihe's pocket after the death of Old Wisely. I didn't expect that there would be a talented genius like you as a dark chess."

Wisely Jean was the last leader of the windmill during his presidency. It completely subverted the original power gap between the windmill and Heihe, and forcibly doubled the power of the windmill. If it hadn't been for Howard later assassinated the previous boss of Heihe, and fighting against him for decades with his talents, I am afraid Heihe would have long since ceased to exist.

Only when Wiseli died, the windmill plummeted, and Heihe swallowed at least half of the territory. In the end, he suddenly broke out. Peter, who claimed to be the illegitimate son of Wisely, let the windmill unify, and began to deal with Howard. Although the windmill is still at a disadvantage at present, it is at least much better than the previous time-and this is still in the case of many old people who are dissatisfied with Peter in the windmill.

"The windmill will not be submerged by the Heihe River. Moreover, it seems that the blackness in the Morag River is about to fade..."

Talking. Peter looked at the huge suspended city on the Mohs Raxi River that exuded a great sense of existence all the time.

"If the exchange between the two is enough."

Without waiting for Howard to say anything else, a slightly cold voice inserted into their conversation.

Both Morag's big brothers turned their heads and looked at the figure who did not know when.

It was a translucent figure with the appearance of a girl. At this time, the girl's pearl-colored face was a little impatient: "Then I will take you to the top."

ghost? !

Both of them (actually three of them) saw astonishment no less than their own in each other's eyes.

As the leader of the two largest forces of the Morag Aborigines. Naturally, it is impossible for them to run to such a place to meet and chat without doing anything. In fact. Called them to the bank of the Mo Shi Laxi River. It was the messenger sent by Xiwei.

Could it be that the hero who defeated the giant monster and purified the entire Morag is actually a necromancer?

They immediately habitually beat Xiao Jiujiu in their hearts: If you inform the Qi Yao Mage Tower or the Pure White Church...

But soon they put aside this unrealistic idea.

Let alone whether the Mage Association and Pure White Church will fall out with a seemingly powerful magician because of their small place. The strength of the opponent alone has already made them jealous—especially the Necromancer who is good at cursing. The ultra-long-range cursing and killing a few ordinary people is as easy as eating for those who are not human and ghost.

Seeing that the two of them stopped quarreling, Fett didn't stay much longer, and gently beckoned. The two felt that their bodies were lightened in vain, like a balloon floating up into the sky, leaving only Peter Jean. The guard.

Although they have experienced ups and downs in Molag, the two have also been fighting for many years, but it is the first time that they encounter such a fantasy as today-Molag has no magician, and they are the only one who can dispel magic. The only chances are those magical items that every time a trader comes to Morag to sell goods.

They were a little excited and somewhat frightened looking at the black cloud rings around them and the arcs pulsating among the clouds-they had no doubt that those arcs could easily turn themselves into a piece of coke.

After passing through the outer cloud ring and feeling that they seem to have broken through a thin layer of bubbles, their eyes suddenly opened up.

An extremely magnificent palace stands above the sky. Compared with looking at it from a distance, this kind of close observation can make people be amazed by its magnificent shape and amazing size.

"It's incredible!" "It's like a masterpiece of a god!"

The two people who were attracted by this extraordinary landscape admired in unison.

Even if they were the top figures of Morag, they would not have had the chance to leave this pothole city in their entire life, naturally, they would not be able to see a more magnificent building than this palace.

Fett glanced at them lightly, and then continued to lead them to approach the huge palace.

At this moment, the green eye with golden vertical pupils on the top spire of the palace suddenly moved its gaze towards them. This small action naturally scared the two ordinary people in high positions.

Fortunately, that eye soon moved away, and when they calmed down, they found that they had inadvertently been in a cold sweat.

Soon, Fett took them to the door of the main palace.

The gate of the palace is more than 30 meters high. No matter how you look at it, it is made of pure metal. While it is shining, people can't help but awe at its weight. At least this kind of iron gate in tons is not the result of the two people of Peter and Howard. Can be opened.

Fett didn’t plan to try whether the power of his mage’s hand could push the iron door. He just knocked on the one-eyed giant stone statue on the right side of the door, and the sculpture stood up by itself, the chain dinged on his body, look. I didn't even look at the two Morag bosses who had been sluggish. They walked towards the iron gate with the momentum of the earth shaking and the mountains, and then easily pushed the two doors into a gap that was large enough for a dozen people to enter.

Peter Jean couldn't help but swallowed his saliva, and gave the cyclops a lot.

I don't know the level of crusade, but it's beyond level 20... I don't know if the armed forces of my own windmill can beat this monster.

Of course, the final estimate is not very optimistic.

And Howard turned his gaze to another statue-it was an adult dragon.

Thanks to Mord, the **** of cunning, at least this thing is not true.

Howard had just murmured in his heart, he felt the stone dragon looked at him and made his scalp numb.

Forget it, don't keep thinking about this weird situation.

Not daring to stay longer, the two quickly followed Fett who was floating in front of them-the ghost girl didn't seem to be waiting for them at all, but just led the way. Fortunately, her ghostly physique with sacred magic power always emits a faint white light on her body, which is very easy to distinguish in the slightly dim palace.

There are obviously many crystal chandeliers in the palace, but they are not turned on for some reason, but Peter and Howard are not bored along the way.

Just walking from the door to the stairs~www.wuxiaspot.com~ they have seen four batches of creatures of completely different races.

And the internal space in the palace that changes all the time makes them feel a little big.

Peter, who has a little research on assassinations, can't even grasp the direction of the stairs he walked. These **** stairs will fly around in small sections, combining them into stairs leading to different places, just what they have walked. More than five paragraphs. Generally, assassins don't talk about successfully assassinating the target, they will be stunned just by encountering these inexplicable stairs.

Finally, after experiencing a series of adventures that are not good for the heart, the two of them finally came to a double-open wooden door.

"This is the end point." The ghost girl didn't open the door, but went through the door and disappeared inside, leaving only one sentence: "The person who wants to see you is here. Come in."

The two guys who didn't share the sky looked at each other and opened the door together... (To be continued...)

ps: Sorry, the update today is a bit late...