Journey of the Legendary Wizard

Chapter 702 of The Witcher Saga Text Volume The malicious scene is quiet.

The quiet is a little strange, a little heavy, and a little strange.

Everyone's eyes were pressed down at this time. Although these eyes did not have much power, when these eyes were pressed on people, they were not something that ordinary people could bear.

Ms. Flannery stood quietly in the middle, she didn't make any other movements, and the expression on her face was very calm.

"Flyne, dear Ms. Flyney, please, do you support our Bermuda Eye's Locke to become the inspector of the eleventh district?" There was a faint smile on his face.

"I don't support it."

Flannery didn't hesitate, just shook her head and refused.

Still very quiet.

But the surrounding scene has become very strange at this time, very strange, there is a feeling of speaking out.

As if the storm is coming.

"Flyne, dear lady, you don't support it, why don't you... why don't you support it?" The middle-aged man smiled slightly, he looked calm, but before he knew it, the middle-aged man There was a sense of coldness emanating from him.

This middle-aged man, like Ms. Flannery, is a terrifying existence at the peak of the fourth-level true meaning.

The middle-aged man spoke slowly and softly, and his voice was not heavy, and his coldness was revealed very directly.

Of course it is malicious.

"Our Gintama Hand is in charge of the Eleventh District Inspector. According to the relevant regulations set by the two thrones, we must wait until..." Ms. Flannery wanted to say something.

"Ma'am, you should die as the hands of your Gintama."

Before Ms. Flannery could finish her words, the middle-aged man interrupted her. He smiled slightly and looked very gentle.

"So, ma'am, from now on, don't think about your so-called supervisor. He is not an inspector, he will not be, and from now on, he will not be." The middle-aged man's smile was very arrogant. and arrogance.

It was still quiet all around, all the wizards and sorcerers were looking at Lady Flyni like that.

A little behind, the Yinyao Demon Race named Xia Lande watched this scene with interest. His face showed a hint of curiosity, and some surprises, but more of it was like Like a circus, next to Sharland, Un'Goro, who was wearing a black robe, looked coldly at Flayne in front of him, his eyes full of icy chills.

He has a deep hatred for Mo Lin, and now he is very happy to see Mo Lin's organization of wizards and warlocks being oppressed like this.

On the high-back chair, Locke watched this scene quietly, his fingers slid across the clean black beard he was sizing up on his lips, and there was an unintelligible smile on his face.

Gintama Hand...

Hehe, Gintama Hand.

And that Maureen, a somewhat peculiar fourth-level true meaning warlock.

Speaking of which, they have a lot of grievances between the Hand of the Silver Soul and that Maureen Olsen. Not to mention the previous incidents, let’s just say that the powerful golden lions they sent out in the Bloodline King Court were all taken by him. Killed by Maureen.

I have to say that this matter is very, very secretive, and it was only after Locke's strength was further improved that he used witchcraft to get the relevant results.

"Actually, the golden lion is really a pity. Originally, I still had some other roles, but it's a pity that he died..." Locke thought this way, a little regretful.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

That Maureen Olsen was exiled to the endless Chaos Star Realm plane, and he will never return in this life. With such an ending, it is almost the same.

From this point of view, Locke was a little regretful,

After all, he didn't kill that Morin with his own hands. That Morin had good strength, and the bloodline on his body should be very strange. It's a pity that he couldn't make some other attempts.

"Dear Locke is in charge, our arrangement is very good, but I still have a question." This is, the voice of the Yinyao Demon Clan youth rang next to Locke, saying: "The hand of the silver soul obviously will not agree, So, are we here to destroy the entire Gintama Hand?"

"No, it's fine if it's an ordinary organization of sorcerers and warlocks, but this Hand of the Gintama is the organization of sorcerers and sorcerers where the previous inspector belonged, so we can't do this."

"Whether it's superficial, or to reassure other wizards and warlock organizations, or to show the two thrones, you know, that Maureen Olsen is very liked by the two thrones, he is the junior they agree with very much. ."

"It's going to be troublesome to do that."

Locke's hand was gently placed on the armrest next to him, a smile appeared on his face, he smiled slightly, and said, "Don't worry, I have thought of it, I will deal with the hand of Gintama."

Well……

Charland shrugged slightly, the expression in his eyes was unclear, but he was not talking anymore.

The matter has come here, so let's continue to see the next thing.

"Ms. Flannery, you don't agree that Locke of the Eye of Bermuse is in charge of becoming an Inspector. Could it be that you want to play against him... Well, are you worthy of playing against my mentor?" The middle-aged man smiled , He spoke very lightly, as if the spring breeze was blowing his face, giving people a warm feeling, but under his gentle face, there was sarcasm and contempt that could not be concealed.

"I can't fight against the powerful fifth-level Linghuan Mr. Locke."

Flannery sighed in her heart. Although she realized something was wrong when she came, she didn't expect that things had reached this level. Now the entire Gintama Hand is bearing all the pressure. .

There is not much she can do now, that is, to persevere and hold on a little more.

Wait until Maureen arrives.

Mo Lin is also a spirit ring. It is estimated that if Mo Lin arrives... the situation may improve. After all, he is the real Ombudsman in name.

"No matter what, our Gintama Hand will not agree." Ms. Flyney thought to herself, her mind was a lot more at ease, she raised her eyes and looked at the middle-aged Warlock in front of her, even looking directly behind her. Locke them.

"Ma'am, do you think you alone can represent the entire Hand of Gintama?" The middle-aged warlock did not speak, and the smile on his face suddenly became strange.

What?

Ms. Flannery suddenly felt bad.

"Respected Locke, our Gintama Hand is willing to support you to become the new inspector of the eleventh district." At this moment, behind Ms. Flannery, an old and hoarse voice suddenly came over.

Ms. Flannery was familiar with the voice.

Martha?

It's Martha!

Flannery turned her head suddenly, and the many Gintama Warlocks she saw had already stood behind Martha at some point. At this time, Martha was bowing to Locke, very respectful.

At this time, the aura on Martha's body was surging, and it was already the peak of the third level.

"Martha, you..." Flyni looked at this good sister she had known for many years in disbelief.

"Martha, you're crazy!"

Flynn yelled angrily.

"Fleinie, you're crazy." Martha raised her head, she looked at Fleinney coldly, her eyes didn't have the slightest warmth, they were all cold and cold, and said, "You can't see the situation clearly now. , you're a lunatic."

"You are dragging our entire Gintama hand to death."

"Flyne, damn you!!"

"Damn you!!!!"

Listening to Martha's words full of murderous intent, in an instant, Ms. Flyney stood in place as if struck by lightning.

…………

Maureen walked ahead.

dark.

total darkness.

After entering the palace, what Mo Lin saw was a void and empty darkness.

The surrounding seems to be a ghost, there is no upper, no lower, no direction, it has become a place of chaos.

After being in a trance, a hazy light finally appeared in front of him.

Light fell from the sky.

Little by little, as if it were an illusion.

A thick black drag chain dropped from the air, tying a young man with tattered clothes and bruises in mid-air.

The young man seemed to be seriously injured. There were bloodstains all over his head, body, and clothes, and dim golden lights flashed from time to time on the man's body.

Mo Lin felt the man's breath, and after a moment of silence, he walked over slowly.

The breath on his body slowly changed.

"Hello, respected god." Mo Lin walked step by step in the dark and dim sky, he came to the young man's side, and said softly.

After a little quiet, the young man's body suddenly trembled violently.

"This kind of breath, this kind of breath... God, yes, it's the real God."

"I didn't expect, I really didn't expect that in the endless years, I... I can still feel the breath of the gods, and I can still see a god."

"Respected God, you... hello, I'm Sotas, Sotas Rollsjord..."

A faint voice came over, and the young man slowly raised his head, revealing a face full of blood, extremely tired and painful.

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