Early Access: Wizarding World

Chapter 120: The Legend of Wine Saint, Same Roots and Different Origins

"Your Majesty, what is the relationship between these people and you?"

With a crown, everyone looked at the lazy, beautiful bearded old man.

Your Majesty, the collective name for the powerful saints!

If you want to wear a crown, you must first bear its weight!

And this weight can only be called heavy with the power of the holy level!

Others can't see it, how can Raphael, a nine-star magister, fail to see how terrifying a person who can easily resist his magic strike is!

Holy level!

In his impression, all the saints in the ancient city went to the ancient battlefield of the elves to wait for the moment when the fetish was taken out.

Unexpectedly, there is a holy rank hidden in the ancient city.

"You dare to touch him, the person I approve of?"

In the seemingly casual tone, it made Rafael shudder.

The bowed body was trembling slightly.

If this offends a holy level, it will be difficult to keep him even if the city lord of Tia comes.

The holy class is moody when doing things, and acts completely as he pleases.

"I don't know, who is your majesty? Mr. Anderson doesn't seem to have mentioned 940 to me. If there is any offense, please forgive me.

Rafael put his right hand hammer in front of the chest, and tried to test the black-robed alcoholic.

"It's the first time I've come here, who is this Anderson? Can a Crown Prince be appeased?"

Among the crowd, someone who entered the city for the first time asked with doubts.

"Shh! Don't call me by that name in the future, that's the city lord of the ancient city of Tia! A holy magister! That's someone who stands at the pinnacle of the holy level!"

"Oh, thanks for reminding me, I understand..."

After hearing this, the man's face turned pale with fright.

A holy mage!

No wonder Raphael felt confident when he called out Anderson's name.

The questioner was even more grateful to the person explaining next to him, Vino.

If he accidentally offended Anderson, he would have died.

"What? You're not convinced? If that boy Anderson dares to come over, see if I don't break his legs! What the hell did he teach you!"

Contempt? Frivolous? Arrogant?

Domineering!

A character who dared to break the legs of the lord of the ancient city of Dia was born.

The onlookers were choked by this man's words, and their eyes widened.

The mouth is wide enough to spit out two eggs!

Who is the Lord of Tia City? He is a saint-level magician!

In the entire ancient city of Dia, even in the magical world, how many people can say that they can break Anderson's legs?

"Jiang Feng, this man is very powerful, even more powerful than Dean Jesse. Do you know him?"

Doris put her lips together and whispered something in Jiang Feng's ear.

In any case, the other party has not shown any malicious intent.

"I don't know, I just had a few normal conversations with him when I went to the pub just now.

Jiang Feng was also confused.

He didn't understand why such a strong man helped him for no reason.

Anyway, Jiang Feng would not be so narcissistic as to think that he could conquer such a strong man with just a bottle of wine.

"Why don't you leave, wait for me to send you away?"

The drunken old man saw several people looking at Jiang Feng and Catherine uncertainly, and casually threw a magic spell on the ground.

Let Raphael and Naxi leave in despair.

Immediately, a person took Jiang Feng and others away together.

Above the clouds, Jiang Feng and the drunkard old man ride on an elf dragon.

Doris followed with Corinne and Catherine.

"Thank you very much for your help, Your Majesty."

Jiang Feng thought about it and thanked the drunkard old man.

"My help is not unconditional, so you don't need to thank me yet."

The drunkard old man gently stroked the cute dragon next to him, making the cute dragon jump for a while. (baag)

There was no blood in the dry palms.

The dense white bones are vaguely visible!

The cute dragon under the sharp claws felt the coldness, and even with its thick skin, it had goosebumps.

"Damn old man, you won't let the male dragon go. You're such a pervert!"

The cute dragon made a surprising statement: "When I opened my mouth, I was facing a confused old man who was an alcoholic and asked me to go to the wrong hotel.

Jiang Feng held his forehead and felt embarrassed at Menglong's words.

He swore that if he had known that his pet would be like this, regardless of whether it was the first-generation elf dragon, he would never sign the contract.

"Haha... I have lived for a thousand years, and this is the first time I have seen such a little guy."

The words "a thousand years" reached everyone's ears, and they were all shocked.

As we all know, if you are not a god, even if you are only half a god, you can only live for five hundred years.

However, now there is actually a person who says that he has lived for a thousand years!

How can we not shock them!

"It's only been a thousand years. I've lived for tens of thousands of years and I haven't seen you even startled."

Menglong sat there muttering angrily while being teased by the drunkard old man.

The drunkard old man just smiled at what Menglong said about living for tens of thousands of years, and didn't care.

"Thousands of years ago, I think you should be the dark necromancer who once stirred up the situation."

Jiang Feng guessed something from the words of the alcoholic old man before and after contacting him.

It is possible to call Anderson, the descendant of Martha's blood, the current owner of the ancient city of Tia, a boy.

It's another human being who has lived for a thousand years. Other than that, I really don't know anyone else who can do this.

"Boy, I still have a bit of eyesight, everyone else is a holy man!"

It was one thing for Jiang Feng to guess, but another for the old man to admit it.

The inner peace is like throwing a stone on the lake, causing ripples.

Sinclair! A holy necromancer thousands of years ago! Because of his love of wine, he was called the wine saint!

The four holy-level magicians who once fought back and chased him down!

Now that a thousand years have passed, everything that should have returned to dust.

Descendants changed from generation to generation.

He is still alive.

The partners who once blocked the monster together, the former opponents have all disappeared, as for him, he is still alive.

Perhaps Sinclair is the longest living non-god in the wizarding world.

"Boy, how did you live for such a long time as a human being?"

Menglong is a kid, which made Sinclair's fingers tremble when he was about to drink.

A direct freezing technique sealed Menglong's mouth.

Jiang Feng couldn't help but sigh secretly when he saw this.

Who would have known that Sinclair a thousand years ago only revealed his necromancer abilities, but the ice element was hidden so deeply!

Dark Ice Dual Element Magician!

An undead controller with the same roots as Jiang Feng!.