Chapter 184: Night

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In the room, the lights were bright.
Morin was wearing a white loose robe, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking quietly at the gradually deep night outside the window.
After a while, Morin drew the curtains of the curtains, then turned around and read the witchcraft spell.
There was a wave of energy particles in the air, and soon, a translucent blurred image appeared in the air.
It is Falls.
"Fowles, I have collected all the information and information on the route." Morin said, looking at the translucent phantom of Fowles and said lightly.
"Oh, is it so?"
Fowles raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised.
Morin didn't explain anything. His thoughts moved slightly, and immediately, the energy particles in the air fluctuated, forming a map in the air.
Those maps are distributed in blocks, with several thin lines interlaced in the middle, and those thin lines are still glowing with shimmer, making the whole map very clear.
Beside that map, there are still some structural drawings and layouts shining constantly.
"This is all the important operating routes that I have mapped out, as well as the internal layout of those stations." Morin said lightly.
Although there are some places that are not the pharmacist's place in the medicine lamp, Mo Lin made up some excuses on the road, went to these places to take a closer look, and let the chip secretly record all relevant The image was then drawn again.
"Oh, it's very comprehensive." Fowles narrowed his eyes at the map. After a moment, he suddenly chuckled.
He held out his hand and flicked it in the air, and immediately all the images disappeared.
"It's not easy to draw so many things."
"It's really hard for you, Morin."
"Relax, our transaction has been effective, and I will send the resources you want to you."
Falls said softly, "And, after our arrangement is completed, we will give you and Wright special gifts."
Morin smiled briefly, and after a brief conversation with Fowles again, he ended the conversation.
As Fowles' virtual image disappeared into countless energy particles disappearing into the void, Morin's eyes slowly rose involuntarily.
"Chip, start testing!" Morin moved.
"Ding! The mission has been established!"
"The witchcraft circle is running!"
"The Morson Interactive Array, Ellis Mag's Array, Whigma's Ground Block Array ... run well."
"All witchcraft circles are working properly!"
"Start the Luo reaction ..."
"starting……"
"Data calculation ..."
"Conclusion is being generated ..."
The sound of the chip kept ringing.
In the room, witchcraft arrays emerged from the void, emitting shimmering light, reflecting each other, seemingly mysterious and abnormal.
At the intersection of those circles, there was a twisted energy cluster. That energy cluster was exactly what Fowles was just now, but it kept flashing and seemed very vague.
try {mad1 (gad2;} h (ex) {} Morin stood quietly, a flash of silver shining through his body, twinkling, playing a mysterious role But unaware, just looked at the central energy group of many magic circles.
"I spent a lot of effort to arrange a lot of ancient magic circles, and these ancient magic circles shielded each other. With my current strength, with such a delicate layout, I want to hide a Falls. A simple detection of mental ghosts is enough no matter what. "
"Let's see what the result is ..."
The black robe on Morin's body fluttered slowly, and a blue shimmer appeared in his eyes, constantly flashing through the dense blue data.
In an instant, the cold blue light was dazzling.
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Black Stone Hall.
Falls narrowed his eyes and raised his head slightly.
"Well, Wright also passed all the information to me, and the information is complete." Fowles turned around and looked at the tall man standing next to him. "Bordeaux, we can start."
Bordeaux is an extremely handsome middle-aged man with a wicked face and silver hair.
Listening to Fowles, Bol
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Doin nodded and said, "Yes, then let's make arrangements."
Then, Bordeaux and Fowles arranged for the actions of the many black wizards to make them responsible for the attacks in different places.
"Lilia, what do you think of our arrangement? What's your opinion?" Suddenly, Bordeaux turned his head as if thinking of something, and looked up at the Blackstone high-back chair.
There was no one on the Blackstone high-back chair, but there was a nightingale at the top of the chair.
The nightingale's feathers are as dark as ink, and it has long black tail feathers. It looks mysterious and noble.
"You can do whatever you want, as long as the black wizard is a little less dead." The nightingale's mouth made a clear woman's voice, and she turned gently, looking particularly pleasant.
"I'm tired, Falls, Bordeaux, please talk slowly."
The nightingale stretched his feathers slightly, and then the sound of Peng turned into a cloud of smoke, which disappeared on the black stone high-back chair.
"Lilia, she ..." Bordeaux was stunned.
Although this is also a second-level wizard, but in this matter, is it too casual?
"Hey, Bordeaux, that's because you still don't know Lilia. For these things, she has never been interested." Fowles smiled aside.
Immediately, Fowles and Bordeaux negotiated with each other and decided to start tomorrow night. After all, it will take a little time for the black wizards to be in place.
Try {mad1 (gad2;} h (ex) {} After the negotiation was completed, Bordeaux left the Blackstone Hall.
Fowles stood silently. As if he had thought of something, he opened his hands and showed a sighing expression on his face, saying: "Come, I am finally here again."
"Winger, Jonker, Orens, Yogg, old friends, I'm here again."
"And this time, I will give you a big surprise."
"Ha ha, ha ha ha ha!"
Fowles' slightly frantic laughter echoed in the Blackstone Hall.
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West, District 27.
The night was deep, but there were occasional roaring roars outside.
"What the are these things?" The middle-aged knight leaned on a steel spear, his body crooked, and he sighed weakly.
Finally, he couldn't help but put down the steel spear and sat down against the wall.
"Ike, please sit down now. It's too late now. There will be no other people coming, and those witchcraft creatures will not attack at night." The middle-aged knight waved his hand and greeted the young knight beside him.
Ike glanced at the middle-aged knight slightly, snorted coldly, and then looked away, looking at the deep night outside without squinting.
"Cut, don't know what's wrong." The middle-aged knight spit fiercely on the ground.
"Now you are still young, so I don't know what's the matter, wait until later, you will have more experience, you will know."
"And at night, what are you doing so seriously? No one looks at you, really ..."
The middle-aged knight muttered, holding a steel spear, and slowly squinted against the wall.
Half a dream, half awake, the middle-aged knight suddenly heard the loud sound of the steel lance falling on the ground.
"This silly boy is finally connected, and knows to rest." The middle-aged knight yelled, thinking in his heart.
But suddenly, the middle-aged knight found something wrong.
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The middle-aged knight suddenly fell asleep. He stood up with a steel spear and found that Ike had fallen to the ground. The steel spear fell to the side, and blood was flowing from Ike's body.
"What, this is ..." The middle-aged knight instantly widened his eyes.
Before waiting for the middle-aged knight to do anything, an arrow full of witchcraft waves flew from the night and shot through the middle-aged knight's throat.
"Cough ... cough ..."
The steel spear in the middle-aged knight's hand slid to the ground. He reached out and tried to pull out the arrow in his throat, only to find that he had no energy at all.
Before falling to the ground and falling into complete darkness, the middle-aged knight saw the night, countless wearing black robes, the cold-looking wizard rushed out and ran towards the twenty-seventh district.
There are countless dark wizards. 71