There were rapid footsteps outside the door, and immediately, a spiky white-haired wizard rushed into the meeting hall of the Gini Wizard Group on the second floor of the Sakura Tavern.
"presumptuous!"
The sage's attendant was furious. He opened the Dharma book in his hand and put his other hand on the frog in his waist pocket, intending to teach this reckless guy a lesson.
After all, the North District wizards are just a new group. The magicians who were their predecessors have always been accustomed to freedom, and their understanding of rules is no different from that of the old-school Gypsy wizards. Even though they worship power and obey the strong, they want them to be like the moon under the parliament.
It takes a long time for wizards to master a series of complicated rules for audience visits.
The wizard who broke into the hall realized his mistake, and his face turned as pale as the color of his hair.
Korma woke up from meditation and happened to see the Dharma book opened in the waiter's hand.
"Wait," she stopped the punishment that had not yet happened, and her eyes fell on the spiky white-haired wizard: "What happened?"
Since Danhag's return, Korma has re-adjusted the tasks of the North District Wizards, breaking up the original medium-sized patrol team of about ten people into more patrol teams composed of 3-5 people, and then divided these patrols into
The team spread out over a large area to the edge of the Silent Forest to prevent possible dangers.
In addition, she also arranged for several old people who are proficient in accounting to be responsible for sorting out the recent consumption of the North District Wizard Group, and planned to apply for a generous subsidy from Su Shijun.
He had been busy from last night to morning, and even took a short trip away from home. In addition, he had not had a good rest recently. Even as a great wizard, Korma felt a little tired.
So she took advantage of the gap before the sun had fully risen to sit on the high-backed black chair that belonged to her at the end of the hall, and briefly meditated to recover from her mental fatigue.
The wizard landed on one knee, lowered his head, and his voice was trembling due to nervousness: "I'm sorry, Great Sage... But we just received an alert that a large number of Warcraft appeared near Port Old Street in the North District, which may be the prelude of the Black Tide...
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Kolma raised her head, looking past the obstacles and looking in the direction of the North District Pier.
In her sight, the place was peaceful, with no turbid magic fluctuations before the black tide came. On the contrary, in the streets and alleys near the port, there were many familiar scents running around, like sheep frightened by the howling of wolves.
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"Who raised the alarm?" The witch looked away and spoke calmly.
"Robert Lee," the wizard immediately replied: "A captain of the patrol team in Beta Town is very senior, so he was arranged by the management committee and the school to stay and be responsible for training our newly formed patrol team."
"Where are the others?"
"We are going to the school working committee to request assistance."
Kolma pondered for a moment, counting quickly with his fingers in his sleeves, and at the same time looked at his attendant: "Did our patrol team report any abnormalities?"
"Everything is fine." The waiter replied softly.
Colma's brows furrowed even more tightly.
Although her divination results have never been excellent, she still has the basic skills, and with the bonus of a great wizard's rank, theoretically, everything happening in the North District can't escape her hands.
However, the results of the calculation, the reports of her subordinates and what she saw were full of contradictions - the divination indeed showed that the danger was imminent, and the warning of fate even made her fingertips pierce the palm of her hand when calculating; but at the same time, the risk points revealed by the divination
But it is erratic, sometimes coming from the water, sometimes coming from the forest, sometimes coming from the campus.
As the saying goes, it is better to believe in all books than to have no books at all, and to believe in divination is worse than not having divination.
After realizing that divination could not provide him with any more help, Kolma gave up on calculating and decided to trust his intuition.
"Gather the scattered patrols," the sage stood up from her throne, her tall figure enveloped the entire hall and spread to the outside of Gudiao Street: "According to the plan, immediately go to the North District port to establish a forward defensive position.
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"Until Danhag's reinforcements arrive, we are the only one relying on the North District."
"Yes!" In the hall, all the wizards from the North District lowered their heads and responded uniformly and loudly.
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"This is not a drill!!"
"Everyone, leave the port area immediately and go to the shelter!!"
"Quick! Fast! Cerberus's three heads are drooling at you!"
"I repeat, this is not a drill!"
The two badges on Zhang Boren's chest shone brightly in the morning light, dazzling the eyes of every small boss in the forest commodity market. Under the roar and driving of this tall wizard, they only had time to clean up the stalls under their feet, and they were confused.
As the crowd fled outside.
Businessman is synonymous with shrewdness.
But at the same time, they are also the most risk averse.
The eye-catching alarm in mid-air, the chaotic voices outside the market, the terrifying sound coming from the river not far away, and the rumors spreading in every corner of the town recently, coupled with the 'official' wizard in front of me,
It was easy for them to accept the idea that "the black tide has arrived and they should run away quickly."
Of course, the badge on Zhang Boren's chest played a big role in this.
One of the two badges belongs to the three-pronged sword and is a gold badge representing the top registered wizards; the other badge belongs to First University and is a silver badge belonging to the intermediate deacon of the Foreign Affairs Committee of the University Working Committee.
These two identities are naturally fake, but these two badges can really no longer be real. He took them from the hands of the acting head of the assistant coaching team before leaving the black prison. It is said that each badge goes deep into the time
Hunting teams fighting online will be issued relevant identity marks to reduce the rejection of hunters in the current time and space.
After a while, the market was completely empty.
"I'm going to deal with those 'variables'. You stand here and don't move around." The captain of the Kunpeng Hunting Team told Xiaoling Wu Maidong, and pointed at the door of the market: "If there is any strange smell approaching, remember to remind me."
The little witch hugged her puppet and nodded vigorously.
Zhang Boren took a deep breath and rushed into the warehouse near the Silent River like a whirlwind. There were cages of various sizes, which contained various magical creatures that were carried by the black tide a few months ago - and got the alliance quarantine report.
, and it was confirmed that the harmless monsters had been sold out, and the remaining ones still in the warehouse had various problems.
For example, the beast has not yet gotten rid of the influence of the Wild Hunt and goes crazy every half hour on average; another example is the beast, one of its two heads is normal, while the other has a pair of scarlet eyes, and it is suspected of being possessed by a demon.
There was also a lactating chisel-tooth, which was not sold out of simple moral considerations. As if to show concern for the captives, there was also a black goat in the chisel-tooth's cage. I don't know.
Are you feeding the little Chisel Teeth?
The wizard quickly put explosive symbols on those cages, occasionally glancing at the signs hanging on the cages to see why they were left behind. It only took a short time to complete the preset task.
He clapped his hands, walked out of the warehouse with satisfaction, and ignited the explosive charms, causing wisps of green smoke to float between the cages.
Then his mind flashed to the chiseled cage.
And the black goat in the cage.
The wizard slowly stopped.
Something doesn't seem right.
Zhang Boren was not a smart wizard, but he was indeed a very intuitive hunter. He quickly captured the images that came to his mind and quickly realized where the 'violation point' was.