"Who else, isn't my boss standing in front of you?" The werewolf rolled his eyes: How could the boss be the Lord of the Abyss? I'm afraid this old man really has Alzheimer's disease.
"Ah! You?" The old president turned his head mechanically and looked at Zhang Xiao with an irrelevant face, and pointed at Zhang Xiao with trembling fingers, his old face pale.
"They provoked the incident first. Lord Vashaka sent the small ribs to the underworld when he was fighting with the boss, and the boss went crazy. He even killed 24 lords and couldn't make them compromise, let alone , The Lords of the Abyss are all hard bones, and they are not willing to send the boss to the underworld." The werewolf put the book in his hand back to its original position, and he looked for books that he was interested in everywhere on the shelf.
The werewolf's words were no less than a sap on the head of the old guild leader, and the old guild leader was completely dumbfounded. Although one less abyss lord poses a point less threat to the main material world, but it is a terrible thing to be able to kill the abyss lord and kill 24 in a row. The old veteran leader looked at Zhang Xiao blankly and said. Does not come out.
"Really?" The old president's tongue was knotted badly, and there was a trace of trembling in his speech.
"En." Zhang Xiao nodded very honestly. "I originally wanted them to send me to the underworld to find small ribs, but they would rather die. After killing 24 lords, I completely gave up. Now when I come back, I want to find the guild leader to find a way. Can the president think of a way to send me to the underworld."
Zhang Xiao's words undoubtedly knocked the old president a sap, and went to the underworld? Is that where people go? The undead in the underworld are stronger than the abyss lord, is this kid tired of living
With an uncomfortable expression on the old guild leader's expression, he said weakly: "I finally know the reason why you don't want to accept the Mage Tower. The strength like yours can't hold you here at all."
"Why are you going to the underworld? Looking for your skeleton? I don’t know how to send you to the underworld. Even if you go to the underworld, you won’t be able to find your skeleton. A golden skeleton in that place is trivial, let alone you. That black little bones." The old president felt that he should persuade this ignorant and fearless young man. No one has ever been to the underworld before, and the only way to understand is from the summoned undead creatures in the underworld. Just a few words.
"Don't worry about this. My small ribs are stronger than the golden skeletons, and will grow as strong as the Demon God in the future. The only thing I worry about is that it grows too fast, and it will be troublesome if I can't even control it. "The more Zhang Xiao said, the more worried he became. If it were what he imagined, the small ribs would undoubtedly be the most threatening existence to him.
"Then you can just leave it in the underworld. Why do you have to go and look for it?" The old president had a polite expression, but it was a pity that Zhang Xiao still had a plain face.
"One day it will come back. If even I can't control it by then, no one in this world can beat it."
"And God, God won't abandon his people." The old president felt that he couldn't help himself. Although the power of the magician was given by God, who had actually seen it? Where is God
"God?" Zhang Xiao This is the second time someone has heard about God. "I believe that there is a god, and one day I can reach the height of a god, and the small ribs will also have this ability."
The old president held his forehead painfully, as if he was getting older for a while: "When you first came, you said that your goal was very ambitious. Now I finally know it, hey! It's a pity that I can't help you!"
"Thank you, the president, then I'll find another way. I'll leave first." Zhang Xiao carefully bid farewell to the melancholy old president. The werewolf who had long felt bored raised his foot and stepped out the door.
The old guild leader held his forehead and waved his hand. Today Zhang Xiao gave him too much excitement, and it will take him a long time to digest.
Zhang Xiao and the werewolf went directly to the city of Wizz in the Principality of Pompeii through the teleportation array. This city that made Zhang Xiao both nostalgic and sad is still prosperous. He wanted to see his boudoirs. Zhang Xiao and this lovely little girl He had promised to take her away, but now Zhang Xiao still can't make up his mind. If the boudoir really wants to go with him by then, he has to fulfill his promise now even if he has a million reasons.
Zhang Xiao led the werewolf through a small square. There were a dozen young people in the square playing something like a skateboard, but it didn't have wheels, so Zhang Xiao stopped curiously.
Zhang Xiao remembered that he had never seen this thing before, so it must have appeared after Zhang Xiao went to the underground world.
Zhang Xiao noticed that there was a girl among the dozen young people. A one-meter-long metal plate led her to dance around the square like a butterfly. From time to time, the onlookers greeted her with applause and applause.
It was also the first time the werewolf saw this thing. He patted the shoulder of a young man next to him and asked, "Hey, friend, what is this thing?"
The young man looked at the werewolf with extreme contempt, but he still gave the werewolf the answer: "This is called flying board. I heard that it first became popular in the Java Empire on the continent of Seth. It has only recently become popular with us. Had it not been close to the trading corridor of Dream Forest, the city might not be sold now."
The werewolf looked at the flying flying boards all over the field with envy. He still can't fly. Zhang Xiao has always been flying with him. He also wants to taste the taste of flying alone.
"Boss, I want it too." The werewolf looked at Zhang Xiao pitifully like a child who saw his favorite toy. Zhang Xiao helplessly took out the long knife. He didn't give the werewolf before because the werewolf was fighting. He didn't need a weapon at the time, and with his weak mental power, he still didn't know if he could manipulate the long knife.
The werewolf saw Zhang Xiao take out the long knife and handed it to him. This thing can also fly, and the shape of the long knife is much cooler than the flying board.
After the werewolf took the long knife, he couldn't wait to stand up, Zhang Xiao suddenly remembered something and grabbed the handle of the long knife! If the werewolf was the same as when the small ribs first manipulated the big guillotine, then this small square will definitely leave all the broken limbs and blood.
"You manipulate, I'll show you from behind." Zhang Xiao also stood on the long knife, and the werewolf excitedly began to send his mental instructions to the long knife.
Whoosh!
Long Knife took the werewolf and Zhang Xiao and shot it out like a flying sharp arrow, and then suddenly stopped on the edge of the square! Had it not been for Zhang Xiao to take over the control right in time, this square would really cause a bloody crime as he imagined.
Even so, Zhang Xiao still ran into several kids who were playing flying boards along the way. The huge impact threw them out like sandbags and then fell heavily to the ground. The speed of magic weapons is generally very fast, and it is not easy to maneuver freely in such a small space.
Fortunately, Zhang Xiao slowed down the flying speed of the long knife in time after grabbing the control right, otherwise the impact force alone would be enough to knock these boys alive.
"Hey! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's inevitable that some problems with the first manipulation, I'm really sorry." The werewolf looked back at the boys who fell on the ground with a smirk and quickly apologized. The boys were still lying on the ground. Ouch, can't get up.
The companions of a few injured boys pulled them up and limped around Zhang Xiao and the werewolf.