Chapter 327 The Fallen Mage Who Takes the Blame
Under the night sky, a ray of fire pierced the night sky.
This is Sumu flying through the air.
It took me days and nights to come, but it was different when I went back.
"At the current speed, we can return to the capital in two days and two nights!"
"This skill is really useful!"
The howling cold wind slapped his face, but Su Mu didn't feel cold at all.
Correspondingly, the temperature emitted by the wings of the flame made my whole body feel warm.
In this non-stop flying state, Su Mu gradually got used to this feeling.
The sky turned white.
Su Mu still had no intention of resting.
While flying, he was also thinking about another thing.
It's not about the "resuscitator", but about the mission of "investigating the evil god".
"We must find a reason that can convince the Speaker of the Royal Capital. It is best to allow him to give the next task."
"What should I say?"
When dealing with smart NPCs, you have to be smarter.
Su Mu was worried about this all the way.
If the evil god was to deal with the royal capital, then why did he let all the first batch of monsters retreat when attacking the first line of defense?
At the time, I didn't understand, and I was very puzzled as to why that amount of monsters disappeared out of thin air.
But after experiencing the volcano battle, Sumu figured it out.
The birth of that king-level monster must have been due to the accumulation of countless monsters!
Su Mu thought back to his dealings with the evil god.
The time to completely offend him should be when he kills Mayor Baiwu.
Opening the parcel column, Su Mu looked at the key to the Fallen Tower.
As the name suggests, this key can open a place called "Fallen Tower".
As for what this place has to offer?
The first thing Su Mu thought of was "Fallen Mage".
"I have to go to this fallen tower!"
The relationship between the fallen mage and the evil god is extraordinary. If you want to find out what the "evil god" is, you must go to this tower yourself.
It's just that I don't know where this tower is yet.
"The Speaker of the Royal Capital should know!"
As the most powerful person in the capital, the speaker's knowledge of the world of divine ways is definitely better than anyone else in the capital.
With the remaining consciousness of the evil god and the key to the fallen tower, Su Mu knew what he should say.
"This statement will definitely convince him, and 놖 has his next mission!"
Su Mu looked happy and couldn't help but smile.
As long as you push everything to the fallen mage, your troubles will be solved.
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real world.
In a Taoist temple deep in the mountains.
A young man in a white robe holds a cup of tea in his hand.
“Good tea!”
The young man took a sip and showed a faint smile on his face.
He looks very handsome, and his smile is enough to charm thousands of girls.
Sitting opposite him was an old man with a long beard.
Judging from his age, the old man can be regarded as a young grandfather, but he looks like a junior, with respect written all over his face.
"It's finally gone!"
The young man put down his tea cup and looked at the slightly dilapidated Taoist temple. There was a vicissitude in his tone that was not for his age.
"Fortunately, I still have a good disciple!" The old Taoist smiled awkwardly and followed these words.
The young man smiled lightly and tapped the tea table with his fingers.
The next second, a magical scene happened.
The water in the teapot actually flowed out on its own and poured into the teacup in front of him.
The old Taoist looked at this scene with no surprise on his face.
"Are you planning to try your hand at the game?" The young man looked at the old man.
"I'm old, it's time to be rustic!" The old Taoist smiled, feeling indescribably free and easy.
The young man didn't say much.
The atmosphere in the Taoist temple fell into silence for a while.
After a while, the old Taoist gently waved the whisk in his hand and said: "놖I know that this game is not simple, and I also know that you can't reveal too much, but can you please take care of 놖's disciples in the game? "
Young 그 nodded slightly: "놖 also needs helpers in the game, and this world also..."
Having said this, the young man did not continue.
It was a matter of "secret" and he couldn't reveal too much.
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Beautiful country.
In a very luxurious mansion.
In addition to 꺶껣, there are professional bodyguards in suits and leather shoes and tall horses 꺶 standing inside and outside the mansion.
This is Lante. Nader's residence.
At this moment, he was wearing a bathrobe, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, and leaning on a comfortable sofa.
As one of the most powerful people in the beautiful country, Lon Te. Nader is also the highest-level player in the beautiful country.
With Lante. Nader drank the red wine in his hand, and his body suddenly trembled violently.
Lonte. Nader stared and fell to the ground.
He wanted to call the bodyguards outside, but found that he could no longer make a sound.
A blood-red color spread throughout his body and soon eroded his eyeballs.
"Lunt Nader" stood up.
The difference was that his originally blue pupils now turned blood red.
He even showed a weird smile and said something to himself.
"It's about to begin!"
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outside the wall.
A beautiful mage holds a crystal ball in her hand.
It reflected a man speeding through the air.
"According to this guy's route, let's prepare this place in advance!"
The beautiful mage looked at Lev behind her.
"What do you want to do? Don't forget that he is an adventurer. Even if you can kill him once, you won't get what you want!" Lev sat on the mechanical mount with a low voice.
If he could get those parts by killing Sumu once and get the dragon pet, he wouldn't have to let Laubs trick Sumu into going to the Withered Valley.
"Don't worry, 놖 has a way to extract his soul mark!"
"Even if you are an adventurer, as long as the soul power dissipates, his fate will be eternal death!"
The beautiful mage showed a beautiful smile.
Except for Lev, everyone else was stunned.
The beautiful mage seemed to be very satisfied with the expressions of the others. The crystal ball in her hand reflected a forest.
"Let's start here!"
