About the same time.
In the night sky, the bright moon hung high, illuminating the earth brightly.
"Da da da… "
The rapid sound of horse hooves sounded, and three people were seen riding a horse, galloping quickly from a distance, approaching a valley. The three people on horseback are Macbeth, Nancy and Green. Macbeth leads the way, followed by Nancy and Green.
The surrounding vegetation was swaying gently, and the dust was flying like mist under the moonlight. The whole scene looked quite artistic.
But suddenly, Macbeth, who was riding in the front, shouted "Stop" and pulled the horse's reins suddenly, causing the horse's front hooves to leap high and land heavily, making two heavy depressions and abrupt Stop moving forward.
Nancy and Gero didn't know what was going on, but when they saw Macbeth stop, they immediately pulled the horse's reins to stop.
Gro's eyes flickered and he was a little confused. He was about to ask, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Nancy had already asked for him: "Teacher Macbeth, what's the matter? We are not going to the valley to look for the Church of the Crow." Human, why did you stop?"
"Yeah, it's not here yet, right?" Groh added.
Macbeth, dressed in snow-white, was riding on a horse, looking around at the surrounding vegetation, and said softly: "It's true that they haven't arrived, but we don't have to go into the valley to look for them. They have already taken the initiative to welcome them out."
"Huh?" Grotto was stunned, unable to react.
After hearing this, Nancy raised her eyebrows and immediately grasped the long sword hanging by her side.
Macbeth shouted loudly to the surroundings: "Okay, everyone of the Church of the Crow, come out. There is no point in hiding."
After Macbeth finished speaking, there was a whistle, and suddenly people poured out from all directions, hundreds of them, looking at the three Macbeths slightly unkindly.
After looking at it, Grotto became nervous as usual and his face turned pale. But he quickly calmed down, and like Nancy, he held the sword at his waist, ready to fight at any time.
On the other side, Nancy looked at the people pouring out without much fluctuation in her expression. After glancing over a few teenage apprentices who were just first-level wizard apprentices or even apprentices who had not yet started, Nancy looked with a little contempt. She saw a few dressed in The wizard in black robe looked a little dignified.
Macbeth's face was as usual, and no change could be seen on his pale face. He glanced at a few wizards in black robes, and proactively greeted him: "Hello, everyone from the Church of the Divine Crow. This should be the first time we meet. , do you want to introduce each other?"
"Don't talk nonsense." Several wizards in black robes had a very bad attitude towards Macbeth, and could even be said to be a bit hostile. Among them, the tall and thin man standing in the middle said fiercely to Macbeth, "Don't say useless things. , I only want to ask you one thing, are you from the White Stone Tower?"
"right."
"Then what are you here for?"
"Well, this is the second thing, right? Didn't you only ask one thing?"
"You!" The tall and thin wizard was speechless for a while and said angrily, "Will you tell me or not?"
"Yes, of course." Macbeth said, "Actually, the purpose of our coming here is very simple, that is, to discuss something with you. If possible, it is best to cooperate."
"Cooperation?" The tall and thin wizard snorted coldly, "I'm afraid you are using the guise of cooperation to detect our strength. After you find out the situation of our station, tell your companions to catch us all, and you will be successful. Take over our territory.
Humph, people of White Rock Tower, don’t think that we don’t know about you. Your White Rock City was destroyed, and now you come to us just to bring people to grab the place, right? ! "
After hearing this, both Nancy and Gro were a little angry.
Macbeth, however, was not angry. He looked at the tall and thin wizard with calm eyes, even with a bit of a smile, and said slowly: "If I really want to steal your place, why should I bring people with me, and why should I tell my companions? Isn’t it enough for me alone?”
"Huh?" The tall and thin wizard was stunned. The next moment, he and the people around him looked at Macbeth, and his expression suddenly changed.
They felt that a powerful momentum burst out from Macbeth's body, rising steadily, first reaching the peak of the first-level wizard, and then breaking through the peak to reach the second-level wizard.
The second level wizard is low level!
Intermediate level two wizard!
Advanced Level 2 Wizard!
The pinnacle of level two wizards!
In the end, the powerful momentum almost solidified, covering everything, making them completely unable to resist.
this!
The tall and thin wizard was shocked. The next moment he felt that the powerful momentum Macbeth had burst out suddenly converged into his body like a giant whale swallowing water, and disappeared without a trace in an instant. He didn't know what to say for a while.
Macbeth spoke up, and asked the tall and thin wizard somewhat narrowly: "What, do you really want to insist on fighting me?"
"I...I..." The tall and thin wizard hesitated.
"Hale!" At this time, an old voice sounded from behind, "You guys, please step back."
"Master Crow!" After hearing this, the tall and thin wizard and the people around him immediately looked behind him and saw a skinny old man holding a wooden staff more than one meter long, walking over. He is the leader of the Church of the Divine Crow.
Seeing the old man approaching, everyone quickly moved out of the way to allow the old man to reach Macbeth's immediate vicinity.
Macbeth, Gero and Nancy all jumped off their horses. Macbeth looked at the old man and said slowly: "Master Crow, I am Macbeth from the White Stone Tower. We finally meet. Have I heard of your name?" Many times."
"Oh, it's just a false name. I don't dare to take it seriously. If you can, just call me Corso."
"May I?"
"Of course." The old man said, "By the way, you said you wanted to talk to us about something?"
"Yes." Macbeth nodded.
"Can you tell me in general what it is?"
"Of course. It's related to the power to destroy our White Stone Tower. We guess that their destruction of our White Stone Tower is just the beginning. They may also destroy other wizard organizations, or even all wizard organizations."
"This..." The old man named Corso frowned, looking a little unconvinced. After all, what Macbeth said was too unbelievable, but he didn't show it clearly. He looked at Macbeth and said, "We can indeed talk about it. . By the way, you guys probably haven’t eaten yet, I’ve set up a dinner party in the valley, let’s talk while eating.”
"Is there any marmalade?" asked Macbeth.
"Huh?" The old man was slightly stunned, "What marmalade?"
"Well, it's the kind where oranges are peeled, cooked, and added with salt and spices. It's delicious."
"Uh-" the old man protracted his tone, with a rare expression of indifference, and smiled twice at Macbeth, "I have never heard of this before, because oranges are not grown here..."
"So, no, right?"
"Uh, no."
"Forget about the dinner party, let's just talk about business. Business is important. After talking, we have to rush to the next wizard organization."
"Uh, okay," the old man said, making a gesture of invitation to Macbeth, "Please."
Immediately Macbeth, Gero and Nancy followed the old man and walked towards the valley.
Gro and Nancy walked behind. Gro could not help but asked Nancy quietly: "By the way, do you think Teacher Macbeth would stay if there was really marmalade here?"
Nancy glanced at Gro with some disgust, and said loudly: "What do you think? Huh, for Teacher Macbeth, it is always important."
"real?"
"But if the big thing conflicts with the marmalade, then the previous words are meaningless."
Gro: "..." Can you stop being so pretentious? !