Chapter 472: It's you
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Landing in an open space with the other party in hand, Sean began to inquire.
"name?"
"Cole Clough Harris."
The young man of the Witch tribe said dumbly.
"What level of wizard are you?"
"Level 3 wizard."
"Know this person?"
Sean took out a huge mirror from the dimension space, tapped his finger slightly, and a middle-aged figure of a wizard appeared in the mirror.
Mirror talent, the ability to reproduce what you see through a mirror, is a primary talent that Sean copied and fused in the area where the illusion talent girl was.
This talent is not only useful to oneself, but also to other people. It’s just that other people need to have physical contact with Sean and actively imagine the relevant scene before they can reproduce it on the mirror.
"This is Elder Mullen."
The young Wu tribe replied.
"His wizard level?"
"Level eight wizard."
"Where does he live?"
Shawn put his hands on the young wizard, and in the mirror, the internal structure diagram of the wizard temple appeared, and soon he noted down a route leading to the middle-aged wizard's residence.
…
After inquiring about some basic knowledge of the Witch Temple, Sean directly killed the young Witch clansman, disguised himself as the other person, and walked towards the entrance of the Witch Temple at noon the next day.
"Show your badge!"
Arriving at the entrance of the Temple of the Witch God, he was immediately stopped by a wizard in a golden robe, who scolded him coldly.
"yes!"
Imitating the voice of a young man from the Witch Clan, Xiao En took out a cyan metal plate with dark gold patterns on it, poured his mental power into it, and the metal plate suddenly lit up, and a scepter inlaid with gemstones of various colors appeared in the air. It is the symbol of the Witch Temple.
"Okay, let's go in!"
Seeing that Sean successfully activated the scepter symbol, the man in the golden black robe nodded, indicating that Sean could go in.
Each disciple of the Witch God Temple has a metal plate representing his identity. When the spiritual power is first entered into the pattern of the metal plate, the pattern will record the characteristics of the spiritual power.
When the input is next time, if the mental fluctuations are not consistent, the scepter just now cannot be aroused.
But this is naturally nothing to Xiao En. The top-level disguise talent allows him to easily imitate the opponent's mental fluctuations, which is naturally inspiring.
In fact, the Temple of War God also has a similar token. Last time, if the person in charge of guarding the entrance knew the person Xiao En disguised and didn't ask to see the token, he might have had difficulty getting in.
Entering the Temple of the Witch God, Sean followed the route he saw in the mirror and walked towards the Witch Tower where the middle-aged Witch Clan was.
As an eighth-level wizard, the middle-aged witch has his own witch tower.
In a witch tower located in the deep part of the witch temple, a middle-aged witch wearing a purple robe sat quietly on a huge seat. The middle-aged wizard Mullen.
At this moment, a man in a golden robe came in and said to him.
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"Elder Mullen, there is a disciple named Cole Clough Harris asking to see..."
"Cole Clough Harris?"
The middle-aged wizard Ma Lun raised his brows slightly. He didn't have any impression of this name. The Temple of the Witch is not big or small. With so many disciples, with his identity, it is naturally impossible to name all the disciples. Remember all.
He only knows the names of a few talented disciples, but none of these names is named Cole Clough Harris.
"What's up with him?"
"It is said that there is something very important, but when I ask him what it is, he refuses to say it!"
The golden robe wizard said respectfully.
"You let him in!"
After a little consideration, the middle-aged wizard decided to meet the disciple of the Witch God Temple. Of course, if the other party's important matter didn't make him feel important, he didn't suggest punishing the other party.
In his capacity, he wanted to punish a disciple of the Witch God Temple, but it was just a sentence.
Soon, under the leadership of the golden-robed wizard, a young wizard appeared in front of him. He did not have much impression after taking a look at it. Obviously, the other party was not a genius in the temple of witchcraft.
After the golden robe wizard brought the young wizard, he bowed respectfully and left.
"Tell me, what's your business?"
The middle-aged witch looked at Xiao En, who was disguised as a young wizard, and said lightly, with the coercion of a superior.
"If it makes me think it's just a trivial matter, I don't recommend punishing you for confinement or driving you out of the Witch Temple!"
After entering, Sean, who pretended to be cautious, finally raised his head and looked at the middle-aged wizard.
The next moment, a light came out of his eyes and entered the eyes of the middle-aged wizard.
Patter!
The middle-aged wizard paused for a moment, but soon broke free.
With Sean's king-level knight realm, coupled with top-level illusion talent, even if the eyes are directly facing, it can at most affect the realm of emperor-level knights. For eighth-level wizards whose strength is comparable to earth-level knights, the effect can be said to be negligible. .
"snort…"
The recovered middle-aged wizard snorted coldly. He naturally realized that he had just been hit by some kind of spell from Sean.
He wanted to capture Sean, but at this moment, he suddenly felt a slight pain in his neck. Looking sideways, he suddenly found a black mark several meters long, right on his neck.
Because of the slight twisting of the body just now, it lightly rubbed against this mark, and a deep wound suddenly appeared on the body, with purple blood left behind.
"This is a space blade, who are you?"
His complexion changed slightly and he said loudly.
If there is such a disciple with the talent of space blood in the Temple of the Witch God, it is absolutely impossible for him to be so unknown.
The probability of a bloodline talent being born among the wizard family is extremely small, and it is a person with space bloodline talent. Once it appears, no matter how poor the aptitude is, it will definitely be focused on training.
"Elder Mullen, don't shout so loudly, you won't be able to hear it from outside!"
A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Sean restored his original face.
While doing it, he used a kind of enchantment talent, this kind of enchantment can isolate the sound of the outside world, isolate the inside from the outside, so that the sounds inside and outside cannot communicate with each other, so the other party wants to call loudly to attract the attention of other wizards. It is absolutely impossible.
"Human, is... you?!"
Looking at Xiao En's face, the middle-aged Wu Clan finally remembered.
Two years ago, a human being outside Lantan Continent was able to escape from him, even from his projection, which left a big impression on him.
Because of this, he said those threatening words. After that, he even considered going to the Sloasa Continent to kill the opponent himself, but he finally gave up after knowing that the opponent had left.
I didn't expect the opponent to appear here, and actually already had this kind of strength. Although it was a sneak attack, the reaction ability shown by the opponent means that the opponent's strength will never be lower than that of a royal knight.
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Landing in an open space with the other party in hand, Sean began to inquire.
"name?"
"Cole Clough Harris."
The young man of the Witch tribe said dumbly.
"What level of wizard are you?"
"Level 3 wizard."
"Know this person?"
Sean took out a huge mirror from the dimension space, tapped his finger slightly, and a middle-aged figure of a wizard appeared in the mirror.
Mirror talent, the ability to reproduce what you see through a mirror, is a primary talent that Sean copied and fused in the area where the illusion talent girl was.
This talent is not only useful to oneself, but also to other people. It’s just that other people need to have physical contact with Sean and actively imagine the relevant scene before they can reproduce it on the mirror.
"This is Elder Mullen."
The young Wu tribe replied.
"His wizard level?"
"Level eight wizard."
"Where does he live?"
Shawn put his hands on the young wizard, and in the mirror, the internal structure diagram of the wizard temple appeared, and soon he noted down a route leading to the middle-aged wizard's residence.
…
After inquiring about some basic knowledge of the Witch Temple, Sean directly killed the young Witch clansman, disguised himself as the other person, and walked towards the entrance of the Witch Temple at noon the next day.
"Show your badge!"
Arriving at the entrance of the Temple of the Witch God, he was immediately stopped by a wizard in a golden robe, who scolded him coldly.
"yes!"
Imitating the voice of a young man from the Witch Clan, Xiao En took out a cyan metal plate with dark gold patterns on it, poured his mental power into it, and the metal plate suddenly lit up, and a scepter inlaid with gemstones of various colors appeared in the air. It is the symbol of the Witch Temple.
"Okay, let's go in!"
Seeing that Sean successfully activated the scepter symbol, the man in the golden black robe nodded, indicating that Sean could go in.
Each disciple of the Witch God Temple has a metal plate representing his identity. When the spiritual power is first entered into the pattern of the metal plate, the pattern will record the characteristics of the spiritual power.
When the input is next time, if the mental fluctuations are not consistent, the scepter just now cannot be aroused.
But this is naturally nothing to Xiao En. The top-level disguise talent allows him to easily imitate the opponent's mental fluctuations, which is naturally inspiring.
In fact, the Temple of War God also has a similar token. Last time, if the person in charge of guarding the entrance knew the person Xiao En disguised and didn't ask to see the token, he might have had difficulty getting in.
Entering the Temple of the Witch God, Sean followed the route he saw in the mirror and walked towards the Witch Tower where the middle-aged Witch Clan was.
As an eighth-level wizard, the middle-aged witch has his own witch tower.
In a witch tower located in the deep part of the witch temple, a middle-aged witch wearing a purple robe sat quietly on a huge seat. The middle-aged wizard Mullen.
At this moment, a man in a golden robe came in and said to him.
The source of this content is no//vel//bin[./]net'
"Elder Mullen, there is a disciple named Cole Clough Harris asking to see..."
"Cole Clough Harris?"
The middle-aged wizard Ma Lun raised his brows slightly. He didn't have any impression of this name. The Temple of the Witch is not big or small. With so many disciples, with his identity, it is naturally impossible to name all the disciples. Remember all.
He only knows the names of a few talented disciples, but none of these names is named Cole Clough Harris.
"What's up with him?"
"It is said that there is something very important, but when I ask him what it is, he refuses to say it!"
The golden robe wizard said respectfully.
"You let him in!"
After a little consideration, the middle-aged wizard decided to meet the disciple of the Witch God Temple. Of course, if the other party's important matter didn't make him feel important, he didn't suggest punishing the other party.
In his capacity, he wanted to punish a disciple of the Witch God Temple, but it was just a sentence.
Soon, under the leadership of the golden-robed wizard, a young wizard appeared in front of him. He did not have much impression after taking a look at it. Obviously, the other party was not a genius in the temple of witchcraft.
After the golden robe wizard brought the young wizard, he bowed respectfully and left.
"Tell me, what's your business?"
The middle-aged witch looked at Xiao En, who was disguised as a young wizard, and said lightly, with the coercion of a superior.
"If it makes me think it's just a trivial matter, I don't recommend punishing you for confinement or driving you out of the Witch Temple!"
After entering, Sean, who pretended to be cautious, finally raised his head and looked at the middle-aged wizard.
The next moment, a light came out of his eyes and entered the eyes of the middle-aged wizard.
Patter!
The middle-aged wizard paused for a moment, but soon broke free.
With Sean's king-level knight realm, coupled with top-level illusion talent, even if the eyes are directly facing, it can at most affect the realm of emperor-level knights. For eighth-level wizards whose strength is comparable to earth-level knights, the effect can be said to be negligible. .
"snort…"
The recovered middle-aged wizard snorted coldly. He naturally realized that he had just been hit by some kind of spell from Sean.
He wanted to capture Sean, but at this moment, he suddenly felt a slight pain in his neck. Looking sideways, he suddenly found a black mark several meters long, right on his neck.
Because of the slight twisting of the body just now, it lightly rubbed against this mark, and a deep wound suddenly appeared on the body, with purple blood left behind.
"This is a space blade, who are you?"
His complexion changed slightly and he said loudly.
If there is such a disciple with the talent of space blood in the Temple of the Witch God, it is absolutely impossible for him to be so unknown.
The probability of a bloodline talent being born among the wizard family is extremely small, and it is a person with space bloodline talent. Once it appears, no matter how poor the aptitude is, it will definitely be focused on training.
"Elder Mullen, don't shout so loudly, you won't be able to hear it from outside!"
A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Sean restored his original face.
While doing it, he used a kind of enchantment talent, this kind of enchantment can isolate the sound of the outside world, isolate the inside from the outside, so that the sounds inside and outside cannot communicate with each other, so the other party wants to call loudly to attract the attention of other wizards. It is absolutely impossible.
"Human, is... you?!"
Looking at Xiao En's face, the middle-aged Wu Clan finally remembered.
Two years ago, a human being outside Lantan Continent was able to escape from him, even from his projection, which left a big impression on him.
Because of this, he said those threatening words. After that, he even considered going to the Sloasa Continent to kill the opponent himself, but he finally gave up after knowing that the opponent had left.
I didn't expect the opponent to appear here, and actually already had this kind of strength. Although it was a sneak attack, the reaction ability shown by the opponent means that the opponent's strength will never be lower than that of a royal knight.
Landing in an open space with the other party in hand, Sean began to inquire."name?""Cole Clough Harris."The young man of the Witch tribe said dumbly."What level of wizard are you?""Level 3 wizard.""Know this person?"Sean took out a huge mirror from the dimension space, tapped his finger slightly, and a middle-aged figure of a wizard appeared in the mirror.Mirror talent, the ability to reproduce what you see through a mirror, is a primary talent that Sean copied and fused in the area where the illusion talent girl was.This talent is not only useful to oneself, but also to other people. It's just that other people need to have physical contact with Sean and actively imagine the relevant scene before they can reproduce it on the mirror."This is Elder Mullen."The young Wu tribe replied."His wizard level?""Level eight wizard.""Where does he live?"Shawn put his hands on the young wizard, and in the mirror, the internal structure diagram of the wizard temple appeared, and soon he noted down a route leading to the middle-aged wizard's residence.After inquiring about some basic knowledge of the Witch Temple, Sean directly killed the young Witch clansman, disguised himself as the other person, and walked towards the entrance of the Witch Temple at noon the next day."Show your badge!"Arriving at the entrance of the Temple of the Witch God, he was immediately stopped by a wizard in a golden robe, who scolded him coldly."yes!"Imitating the voice of a young man from the Witch Clan, Xiao En took out a cyan metal plate with dark gold patterns on it, poured his mental power into it, and the metal plate suddenly lit up, and a scepter inlaid with gemstones of various colors appeared in the air. It is the symbol of the Witch Temple."Okay, let's go in!"Seeing that Sean successfully activated the scepter symbol, the man in the golden black robe nodded, indicating that Sean could go in.Each disciple of the Witch God Temple has a metal plate representing his identity. When the spiritual power is first entered into the pattern of the metal plate, the pattern will record the characteristics of the spiritual power.When the input is next time, if the mental fluctuations are not consistent, the scepter just now cannot be aroused.But this is naturally nothing to Xiao En. The top-level disguise talent allows him to easily imitate the opponent's mental fluctuations, which is naturally inspiring.In fact, the Temple of War God also has a similar token. Last time, if the person in charge of guarding the entrance knew the person Xiao En disguised and didn't ask to see the token, he might have had difficulty getting in.Entering the Temple of the Witch God, Sean followed the route he saw in the mirror and walked towards the Witch Tower where the middle-aged Witch Clan was.As an eighth-level wizard, the middle-aged witch has his own witch tower.In a witch tower located in the deep part of the witch temple, a middle-aged witch wearing a purple robe sat quietly on a huge seat. The middle-aged wizard Mullen.At this moment, a man in a golden robe came in and said to him. The source of this content is no//vel//bin./net'"Elder Mullen, there is a disciple named Cole Clough Harris asking to see...""Cole Clough Harris?"The middle-aged wizard Ma Lun raised his brows slightly. He didn't have any impression of this name. The Temple of the Witch is not big or small. With so many disciples, with his identity, it is naturally impossible to name all the disciples. Remember all.He only knows the names of a few talented disciples, but none of these names is named Cole Clough Harris."What's up with him?""It is said that there is something very important, but when I ask him what it is, he refuses to say it!"The golden robe wizard said respectfully."You let him in!"After a little consideration, the middle-aged wizard decided to meet the disciple of the Witch God Temple. Of course, if the other party's important matter didn't make him feel important, he didn't suggest punishing the other party.In his capacity, he wanted to punish a disciple of the Witch God Temple, but it was just a sentence.Soon, under the leadership of the golden-robed wizard, a young wizard appeared in front of him. He did not have much impression after taking a look at it. Obviously, the other party was not a genius in the temple of witchcraft.After the golden robe wizard brought the young wizard, he bowed respectfully and left."Tell me, what's your business?"The middle-aged witch looked at Xiao En, who was disguised as a young wizard, and said lightly, with the coercion of a superior."If it makes me think it's just a trivial matter, I don't recommend punishing you for confinement or driving you out of the Witch Temple!"After entering, Sean, who pretended to be cautious, finally raised his head and looked at the middle-aged wizard.The next moment, a light came out of his eyes and entered the eyes of the middle-aged wizard.Patter!The middle-aged wizard paused for a moment, but soon broke free.With Sean's king-level knight realm, coupled with top-level illusion talent, even if the eyes are directly facing, it can at most affect the realm of emperor-level knights. For eighth-level wizards whose strength is comparable to earth-level knights, the effect can be said to be negligible. ."snort"The recovered middle-aged wizard snorted coldly. He naturally realized that he had just been hit by some kind of spell from Sean.He wanted to capture Sean, but at this moment, he suddenly felt a slight pain in his neck. Looking sideways, he suddenly found a black mark several meters long, right on his neck.Because of the slight twisting of the body just now, it lightly rubbed against this mark, and a deep wound suddenly appeared on the body, with purple blood left behind."This is a space blade, who are you?"His complexion changed slightly and he said loudly.If there is such a disciple with the talent of space blood in the Temple of the Witch God, it is absolutely impossible for him to be so unknown.The probability of a bloodline talent being born among the wizard family is extremely small, and it is a person with space bloodline talent. Once it appears, no matter how poor the aptitude is, it will definitely be focused on training."Elder Mullen, don't shout so loudly, you won't be able to hear it from outside!"A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Sean restored his original face.While doing it, he used a kind of enchantment talent, this kind of enchantment can isolate the sound of the outside world, isolate the inside from the outside, so that the sounds inside and outside cannot communicate with each other, so the other party wants to call loudly to attract the attention of other wizards. It is absolutely impossible."Human, is... you?!"Looking at Xiao En's face, the middle-aged Wu Clan finally remembered.Two years ago, a human being outside Lantan Continent was able to escape from him, even from his projection, which left a big impression on him.Because of this, he said those threatening words. After that, he even considered going to the Sloasa Continent to kill the opponent himself, but he finally gave up after knowing that the opponent had left.I didn't expect the opponent to appear here, and actually already had this kind of strength. Although it was a sneak attack, the reaction ability shown by the opponent means that the opponent's strength will never be lower than that of a royal knight.
