Ordinary Little Golden Dragon

Olen has a magic prop that can predict Monica's life and death.

This is a gift from Adelaide when Monica was born. This small pendant is permanently solidified with an eighth-level prophecy [perceived position]. This spell can know the position of the specified target and some information. A drop of Monica's blood is stored in the pendant, so you can rely on this magic item to get various information about Monica.

Although Oren felt the throbbing on the blood, he fulfilled his job that day. The swordsman who returned home immediately took out this magic item. After a little magical aura, the swordsman Oren knew the death of his little daughter.

Olen's wife died of illness shortly after giving birth to Monica. At the time, in her fifties, Olen poured all his love on Monica. Since then, guarding Tanger City and Monica have become the backbone of the swordsman Oren's life.

However, these two pillars are now broken.

伦 Olen, who lost his treasure, knocked on the table. "Master, is there anything wrong?" The voice of the attendant came from the door.

The middle-aged male of Oren couldn't hear much fluctuation. He only paused when he wanted to say Adelaide. , And have a meeting with me in an hour. "

"Yes, sir." The servants flew out immediately after speaking, and Oren was very nervous for them.

After an hour, Oren informed the people who had come to the meeting to arrive at the residence of the legendary strong one after another.

In the high magic plane, powerful prophetic magic is more powerful than traditional intelligence systems. So the first speaker was Alex, the new president of the Tanger City Magic Society. He was previously the vice-president of the Masters Association and an eighth-level master.

Alex went to the capital of the Principality during the fall of the tower, so it was not affected. "Master Olen, this magic prop made by the old president is really powerful, and it can actually solidify the eighth-level prophetic spells."

"Speak your conclusion directly." Oren frowned, hoping to find the murderer who murdered Monica sooner.

"Yes." Alex picked up the pendant and used [Perceived Position]. Then he also frowned, "The magic works normally when the lady is on the body, but when I turn my target to the murderer, the spell will start to fluctuate, and all the news is useless.

In this way, the murderer should have a way to shield the spell of prophecy. Either a more advanced prophecy spell, or a powerful magic item. "

结论 "The conclusion is that you don't know?" Oren nodded at the armrest of the chair.

"Yes, you need a more powerful mage to predict him." Alex answered humblely.

This sentence flashed inspiration in Oren's heart. Where did he seem to have heard this sentence, he thought for a while, "How strong?"

"Nine levels and even legend." Alex replied.

"I see." Oren nodded. "You can go to rest."

There was no valuable news in the various intelligence channels behind him. Oren listened and pondered the inspiration before his heart.

"... The ruins have been explored by Adelaide Mage before, and he has obtained a lot of information about the Delta Empire ..."

"Wait!" Oren interrupted the intelligence chief, "What did you just say?"

"Mage Adelaide used to ..."

"Yes! That's it!" Oren remembered where he heard that sentence, when he went to Adelaide for the Dragon's Prophecy!

He heard the words with a ecstatic expression.

"You go down first, I need almost the same information." Oren motioned everyone to leave.

The legendary strongman didn't care that expression of the intelligence chief changed from ecstasy to resentment.

Adelaide mentioned the first time he predicted Brue, "It takes a stronger mage to predict him."

However, the old mage concluded that only legend can predict the dragon.

This gave Oren a very bad hunch ... is that dragon again?

The legendary strong man paced back and forth in the room. He had no clear evidence to prove that the dragon had done it, but he had in his heart the enlightenment of that dragon.

"Even if I try to avoid it, fate has arranged everything." The legendary swordsman walked into his bedroom and touched Monica's oil painting.

Uh ...

Bru, a dragon dragon, walked through the portal and entered the dragon's nest of his own.

Morton the Lizardman didn't enter the dragon's nest, he just poked out a head to observe, then retracted.

[Take it and go. ] Liang now has a feeling of being a thief.

[Afraid, there is magic circle protection here. Brue said this, but his claws were not slow, and he emptied the entire vault shortly.

[Where do you want to go? ] Liang was a bit puzzled about where to avoid the limelight.

[We can't be too far from Tanger City, I'm going to blow them up. Brou puts forward the first principle.

[Tangler City is located in the middle and lower reaches of the Hill River. The east is the large forest in the southeast, and the west is the non-extinguishing mountain group. ] Liang used a magical comparison to map out the nearby map. [If you want to avoid them completely, I recommend going to the volcano group to the west for a while. ]

[Then there, maybe I can bring some special products back to Octavia. ] Bruce agreed with Liang's suggestion without much thought.

Jinlong opened the portal again and left the dragon's nest.

Uh ...

After a few hours, it was still Dragon's Nest.

Olen came to the vault door with a humanoid in a black robe.

"He has been here recently." The humanoid licked his lips. "The smell of Jinlong is so strong that he must have slept here for months."

Olen's frowned eyebrows didn't go away, "So he's really the murderer who killed Monica ... but are you sure your method can really avoid the investigation of the Dragons?"

当然 "Of course, of course." The legendary caster breathed the air greedily. "I will cover everything for you. All I need is the dragon information and the dragon body studied by Adelaide."

"Do you need to go in to cast?" The swordsman asked, refusing to curse the disgusting urge.

"No, no, no, I will cause Xiaolong's vigilance to cast spells here, let alone go in. I need a place without these magic arrays." Humanoids denied this statement, "Is there any similar, he has lived For months? "

嗯 "Hmm ... there really seems to be one." Oren thought of the sheriff's office.

"So what are we waiting for?" The legendary caster ripped open the space and opened the portal to the sheriff's office.

This tightened Oren's frown, "I don't think I told you where the sheriff's office is?"

The humanoid knocked on his head. "You think about it, I know."