Count of Wizards

After taking a deep breath of the intoxicating and unique fragrance of the potion in his hand, Jiuba reluctantly took out a space ring containing five thousand magic stones from his body, and threw it to William who was standing on the auction stage. .

After paying the magic stone, Juba carefully put the third magic flower of Pinsolio back into his space ring, then stood up and glanced around coldly, full of warnings, and looked around with malicious intentions. His people, after finishing all this, Jiuba did not participate in the bluestone auction of the remaining bluestones, and without looking back, he simply walked towards the gate of the wooden building.

Although he is tall and mighty, he doesn't look very smart, but he can cultivate to the realm of senior wizard apprentice from the Odin wizard world where the weak prey on the strong and believe in power. He is naturally not a fool. Getting Pinsolio's third magic flower at the meeting does not mean that he really owns the potion. He still needs to resist the prying eyes of those with malicious intentions and protect the third magic flower.

In the five thousand magic stone auction hall, he is not the only one who can get it out of Jiuba. From Juba's own observation, he knows that there are several high-level wizard apprentices who are definitely worth more than five thousand magic stones, and Amon It's not that he, Juba, has an urgent need for the potion. If that's the case, why don't other people make a new offer and win the third magic flower of Pinsolio?

The answer is simple! Although I really want this potion, the auction price is too high, so why not give it a try and make a deal with no money? What these people were thinking, Juba couldn't be more clear, after all, he had the same idea before.

In addition, apart from more than a hundred magic stones for daily practice, Jiuba has no extra magic stones on him. He continued to stay at the blue stone auction and found a product that moved his heart. I can't do anything, since that's the case, it's better to leave now, so maybe it can reduce some resistance...

Looking at the back of Jiuba leaving, William, who stood on the auction stage and got five thousand magic stones, did not appear to prevent Jiuba from leaving, but a faint smile appeared on his rich face, this smile No matter how you look at it, there is a feeling of pride and cunning!

Jiuba walked towards the gate of the wooden building one step at a time, but when he was three steps away from the gate of the wooden building, without any warning, he suddenly felt that his head was groggy, and the magic power on his body was a little out of control... ·····

Encountering such a situation, Juba was terrified and looked back quickly, but what he never expected was that the auction hall at this time, no matter whether it was the Odin wizard camp or the Kaman wizard camp, 100% More than ninety wizards have already passed out, and only a few senior wizard apprentices can still struggle to maintain temporary sobriety like him.

Seeing such a situation, Juba immediately understood what happened. He looked up and glared at the smiling William and Castrovelli standing on the auction stage, and cursed: "You two dogs... ..."

Before the voice was finished, it was seen that he hadn't opened his mouth. Castrovelli tapped him lightly, and a dark green light shot towards Juba. Unable to control his mana and unable to make any effective defenses, Juba could only watch helplessly as the dark green light penetrated his heart.

"boom!"

With his heart destroyed, Jiuba, whose eyes were wide open, fell heavily to the ground without any struggle. After Juba's death, William and Castrovili did not hesitate, and they successively eliminated several senior wizard apprentices who were still struggling under the poison of Modos in the hall.

Solve all the troubles and see that there is no wizard standing in the hall. Finally, William didn't hide anymore, and with a proud smile on his face, he said excitedly to Castrovelli beside him: "Castrovelli, my friend, we finally did it, with the help of this group of people With flesh and blood, we can cultivate ten plants, no! At least twenty plants of Pinthorio potions, with the help of these potions, the two of us can definitely become first-level wizards, hahahahaha!"

Speaking of this, William seemed to have thought of something, and the excited expression on his face suddenly became extremely ferocious, and he said viciously: "When I become a first-level wizard, I will be the first to kill the old bastard Lorenzo, I Xin You worked so hard to organize the auction, you don't do anything, you just make a name, and you take away the big head, what an old bastard..."

William wanted to continue cursing, but before he could speak, he just felt a chill in his chest, and looked down at a dark green light passing through his heart.

No one spoke at the auction. The second elder of the Golovin tribe, Mr. Castrovelli, finally got in the way. William spoke with one hand, and said slowly in a hoarse voice:

"Thank you William for your trust, but you are worthless!"

After Castrovili finished speaking, he patted his side lightly. His vitality was very tenacious. After losing William, whose heart hadn't completely cooled down, William fell limply to the ground in the next second, dying with regret... ····

After dealing with William, Castrovelli took away all the belongings from all the wizards who were fainted and dying in the auction hall. Just when Castrovelli began to count his harvest, a man of the same body Wearing Odin's traditional attire, a young man with a high-level wizard apprenticeship walked into the wooden building, and said to Castrovelli in a deep voice, "Uncle, all the people from William's Psychic Association outside have been arrested by us." The people of the tribe are killed!"

Hearing the young man's answer, Castrovili nodded in satisfaction, then casually picked out an exquisite interspatial ring from his harvest, threw it to the young man, and said lightly, "Paster, this is You deserve the reward!"

Just when the young Pastor was very pleasantly surprised to get the space ring, and was about to say something thankful to Castrovelli, the mutation happened again. A Golovin tribe wizard with blood on his face stumbled He ran into the wooden building, and said to Castrovelli in horror, "No, Second Elder, there was a cloud of gray-white smoke floating outside the wooden village at some point. , died very miserable..."