Super Dimensional Wizard

The night outside is thick with fog, and I have already entered a peaceful sleep. (Pinyin of bi qi wu) But the underground market in Yongzhou is still very popular.

Especially under the Sky Tower, a bunch of people gathered in front of the big screen at the bottom of the tower, waiting for tomorrow's battle list of the third level of death. Some of these people are low-level apprentices, and some are mortals. Mortals are purely running errands for mid-level and high-level apprentices, recording meaningful matches and recording the players that these mid-level and high-level apprentices follow.

"I don't know if Fox Shepherd will compete tomorrow. I really like his fighting style. He's handsome and low-key!"

"Still keeping a low profile? Pretending to be blind and trying to be cool is useless and meaningless. You can only hang out at the bottom of the third level of death."

"It sounds like you can defeat the fox herder. If you have the ability, go ahead."

"Anyway, I won't go to watch the matches of players like Fox Shepherd who are not on the list. It would be great if the top three players were to play tomorrow. I haven't seen the top players play for a long time."

"The top matches are promoted three days in advance. How can they suddenly appear?"

"It's hard to think about it. You are the only one who talks a lot."

As the clock tower bell rang eight times throughout the market, at 8:00 p.m., the data on the big screen at the bottom of the tower suddenly changed.

"It's out, tomorrow's battle schedule!"

The new battle list, the battle match at the top, is the match recommended by the organizer to watch: "Tearer vs. Eternal Rest, Game 5 of the Fifteenth Floor."

"Today's recommended match is still not that good. The Ripper is only a player at the bottom of the fifteenth floor ranking list. Who is Eternal Rest? I have never even heard of his name."

"It's boring. The Ripper will probably tear his opponent into pieces in less than a minute. This game is not worth watching."

It was almost impossible to watch the games recommended by the organizer. They could only look at the bottom of the screen to see if there were any games worth watching.

"You can pay attention to the King of Sighs' match, but his opponent is Mrs. Night Owl. It seems to be another one-sided match."

"You can watch the Gargoyle fight against the Vampire Queen. The Vampire Queen's strength is almost at the level of a third-level apprentice, which is several levels higher than a second-level apprentice like Gargoyle, but it is difficult for the Vampire Queen's fangs to pierce the stone statue. The ghost’s stone skin technique has both checks and balances and highlights, and is worthy of attention.”

The onlookers may not be very powerful, but when it comes to the strengths and weaknesses of the seeded players, everyone knows them very well, as if they can win as long as they know their weaknesses.

"The competition between the 14th and 15th floors is no longer exciting. Let's look at the 13th floor."

"I'm looking forward to the Fox Shepherd on the thirteenth floor. He's the most handsome. There's no way to refute him!"

"However, the Fox Shepherd will not have a game tomorrow! Alas, there are not many games worth looking forward to on the thirteenth floor, and they are not even in the top ten on the ranking list."

"The seeded players are not on the field, but you can pay attention to the newcomers. Look, this newcomer named Milk Baron still has 0 points, and he dares to face the Wasteland Warriors and Night Twilight at the same time!"

The woman who spoke pointed to the two games on the screen and said to the male companion beside her.

"Fight against the Wasteland Warriors in the morning and the Night Twilight in the afternoon? This newcomer can do it. He has some courage, but unfortunately he is too overconfident. I think the Wasteland Warriors alone can kill him. Night Twilight earned 3 points in vain. .”

"Maybe, I have a gut feeling that he might win."

"You're not from the prophecy or astrology system, so what kind of intuition are you talking about? Let me tell you, it's just an illusion!"

"Women's intuition is very accurate, you men know nothing!"

"If this Milk Baron wins, I will strip naked and run naked in Shulingting Square!"

The two people talking were obviously a couple, even if they were arguing, they were still holding arms.

At this time, a gentle voice with a smile intervened.

"The lady's instincts were right, the Milk Baron was going to win."

The young couple turned to look at the speaker. The man frowned: "Who are you? Why do you say that the Milk Baron will win? Could it be that... you are the Milk Baron himself?"

"I'm not." The voice of the speaker was still smiling, and he took out the information card from his body: "My nickname is the Bear of the Earth, you can call me White Bear."

The man wearing a white bear doll costume said with a smile.

"As for why I said Milk Baron will win." White Bear said with a thoughtful expression, "Because, fate tells me that he will not lose."

"Destiny?" the man in the young couple sneered, "Another bastard. Well, since you are so sure of fate and intuition, let's buy a ticket and see."

The young couple went to buy tickets for "Milk Baron vs. Wasteland Warriors", and White Bear also bought one. He clenched the ticket in his hand, a determined expression flashing in his eyes.

"Destiny told me that my life was full of misfortunes, and I could only escape from the sea of ​​misery by walking on the extraordinary path."

"Destiny tells me that the road to transcendence is difficult, only when I encounter..."

Bai Xiong's voice gradually faded away, but he could faintly be heard talking about someone, someone who could change his life.

"This white bear seems to be nagging. Could it really be a prophecy?" The young couple said in a low voice as they watched the white bear go away.

"A woman's intuition tells me that maybe he is really a prophecy type."

…

The month of continuous rain has passed, and the month of flowing fire has arrived.

Angel's first match at the third level of death happened to be on the first day of the Moon of Flooding Fire. If we don’t measure the daily cycle and only correspond to the earth’s civilization according to the month, this day can be regarded as the Earth’s Children’s Day. But in the wizarding world, this day is no different, but for Angel, it has another meaning. Today is Leon's birthday.

Since his parents passed away, he and Leon have been dependent on each other. It can be said that the person Angel relies on and is closest to in his life is Leon. Now that it's Leon's birthday, why don't you miss him.

It has been a year and a half since I left home. I think Leon has already inherited the title and started to show his talents in Gru Town, right? Is the war with Hailan Kingdom over?

I don’t know when I will be able to return to my hometown.

With this nostalgia and a touch of longing, Angel came to the Sky Tower.

Maybe it was because he played too many games, or maybe his brother's birthday distracted him, but Angel didn't feel nervous about today's battle.

It wasn't until he stood on the ring and heard the warm cheers from the audience that he slowly came back to his senses.

The large glass screen above their heads displayed their names and countdown.

Next to the name is the player's profile picture. Angel's head was also engraved on it, but he was still wearing a hood and his true face could not be seen clearly.

As for the avatar of his opponent "Wasteland Warrior", Angel didn't pay attention. Because people are standing opposite him, looking at the profile picture is not as good as seeing the real person.

"Milk Baron, others don't know you, but I happen to know you." The Wasteland Warrior is a strong man wearing khaki armor: "You should know the 'War Horn'."

"Uh-huh." Angel actually didn't know who the "war horn" the Wasteland Warrior was talking about was, but he was the cold Milk Baron and didn't need to say too many words at all.

"He is my teammate and you have defeated him before. So I know all your tricks." Wasteland Warrior: "Your alchemical weapons are indeed very good, but that's all. You can't break me." Defensive.”

When the wasteland warrior said this, Angel also thought of the person named "War Horn". He seemed to be an eleventh-level prayer-based apprentice, someone who relied on adding various states to himself to fight in close quarters.

"I'm very grateful that you didn't kill my teammates, so I will make an exception today and won't kill you." When the Wasteland Warrior said this, it was as if he was bestowing some kind of supreme honor on Angel.

"However, I will still make you deeply remember the tragic outcome of fighting me!"

The aloof and cold-blooded Milk Baron remained silent, but little Angel in his heart was silently complaining: "Why does this guy talk so much? Instead of calling him the Wasteland Warrior, he should be called the Bullshit Warrior."

The nonsense warrior said a few more words, and the countdown to the start of the game finally reached zero.

Angel came up without saying a word, using an ice wall to protect himself, and then retreated quickly, adding various defensive tricks.

The bullshit warrior on the opposite side did not move, patting Angel's chest armor with a sense of superiority: "Come on, fire at me! If I dodge, I will lose!"

Angel's eyes lit up when he looked at the Bullshit Warrior! I wrongly blamed you, you are a true warrior!

I didn’t expect that the earth novels would not deceive me. There really is such a cannon fodder with no brains!

"Haha, I hope you keep your word." Angel's smiling eyes turned into crescent moons. He was already planning to use a secret weapon, but it seems that he won't have to.

Angel stretched out his hand, and the black robe was blown violently by the wind. The wasteland warrior faintly saw the golden reflection in Angel's sleeves.

"Is this your hand crossbow? It's a pity that it can't break my defense!" The wasteland warrior stirred, and the blood of the Earth Fire Salamander in his body was revealed. His originally strong body became even stronger, and his skin was faintly covered with red bloodshot eyes.

"One may not work, but what about ten?" Angel didn't explain. What he released was not ten ordinary small arrows, but ten magic patterned small arrows!

Angel had enough time to aim at the Wasteland Warrior. Since the opponent was a brainless target, he had enough time to allocate the landing points of each small arrow with magic patterns.

Three frost magic patterns landed on his left side in a triangular shape. Even if he dodged, he would be frozen by the frost and then slide out of the field. Three flame magic patterns landed on his right side, lined up in a row. If he hid on the right side, three consecutive shots would surely hit him. The two armor-piercing ones and the two sharp ones attacked his body separately.

Angel smiled and calculated the direction and angle in his mind. Find the bookstore www.zhaoshuyuan.com

After confirming that it was correct, Angel kindly reminded: "Oh my god!"

Wasteland Warrior: "Come on, shoot it for me!"

The audience outside the venue was originally in a lively atmosphere, but suddenly fell silent at this time: Why do they feel that something is wrong with this conversation?

The innocent Angel never thought about the dirty power in his words. After the Wasteland Warrior answered him, he nodded to the Wasteland Warrior very politely, then with a focused gaze, he fired ten small arrows with magic patterns!

The Wasteland Warriors originally planned to use the amazing defensive power of the Fire Salamander to frighten the Milk Baron who didn't know the heights of the sky. But when dealing with the hidden weapon, he suddenly felt a great sense of crisis!

wrong!

Beasts are born with extraordinary forebodings of crises, and wizards who have merged with the blood of beasts naturally inherit this innate ability. At this moment, the wasteland warrior only felt that there was a cloud full of thunder and lightning, covering him!

No matter which direction he ran, he could not avoid the lightning strike that was about to land in the clouds!