Chapter 705: It hurts... hurts... hurts!

The guard captain breathed a sigh of relief and quietly stood aside.
The eyes of the magicians were also the purple robe magician who looked at the gate of the Master, and respectfully said: "I have seen the president."
Richard, the chairman of the Masters of the Masters Tower, the president of the Los Angeles Imperial Wizards Guild, the current owner of the Master Tower, is also one of the most powerful people of the Los Angeles Empire.
If Krassu is the creator of the Master Tower and let the world magician have a pilgrimage and advanced place, then Richard is a ZTE person, making the Master Tower one of the twin towers of the Los Angeles Empire, and the military. Keeping pace with each other, the status of the magician has been greatly improved.
McGonagall looked at Richard with a slight blink of an eye. This one can't escape the same thing that year. Without his command, there will never be so many magicians there.
Richard is tall, wearing a purple mage robe, a white hair and a meticulously combed back, but the beard is dark as ink, standing at the door of the Master's Tower, looking calmly at Krassu, it seems not accidental, also There is no surprise, as early as expected.
The magicians at the gate of the Master are also quiet. No one dares to speak, but no one leaves. Carefully look at Krassu and Richard.
The disagreement between Krassu and Richard was also rumored in the Master Tower, but Krassu has faded out of the management of the Master Tower in recent years, more like a spiritual existence.
However, one month ago, Krassu’s exit from the Master’s Tower and its confirmation by the Master’s Tower, which surprised the underground bus, also proved that the relationship between Krassu and Richard has indeed reached the limit. degree.
Just a month ago, Richard sent a prostitute to go to Luodu to challenge the applause of Krassu, but it was a failure to return to the embarrassing situation. Now that Krassu came to the Master Tower with his apprentice, what is his intention?
The name of the of the flame of Krassu is not a hole in the head. Don't look at him as a kind old man, but a person who can split the Master Tower twice. The temper is not far from the appearance. It’s not his character to be swallowed after being provocative.
One is the spiritual symbol of the Master Tower, and the other is the chairman of the Masters of the Master Tower. If the two are right, whoever they stand on, they become things that need to be seriously considered at the place.
It is impossible to go out to help, but who is psychologically supportive is a very important thing.
Krassu also stopped and looked at Richard and asked with a smile: "Why, I can't come back yet?"
Richard brows slightly wrinkled. "If you want to come back, no one will stop you, no one can stop you. But you said that you have to sever the relationship with the Master Tower. Why is this happen today?"
"I am a person who has never owed to others. Before you let your apprentices give me a gift, today I bring my baby apprentice to come here, naturally it is to return to court." Krassu walked toward Richard. The crowd dissipated subconsciously to both sides.
"And, Brent's dead fat man? Before I let the chaos in ten days to plead guilty, it seems that when I left the Master Tower, he forgot who I am." Krassu walked to Richard. Stopped, looked around, and looked a little poor.
"Kelasu, although you used to be the veteran of the Master Tower, but now you are not the person of my Master Tower, Hugh will be in front of Richard's president!" Elliott stood aside and shouted, the magic wand is Appear in the hands, as if at any time will be shot.
Krassu turned his head and looked at Eliot with great interest: "Do you dare to shoot me?"
"I...I..." Eliot subconsciously stepped back halfway, looking at Richard's back, renewing courage, and calmly insisting: "If you continue to be unreasonable, then don't blame me." I am in love!"
"Hey!"
Krassu, who had stood in front of Richard, appeared in front of Eliot almost in an instant. The high-handed mage in his hand was shot on Elliot’s face and pushed him into the ground. .
"I don't hurt you?" Krassu held the mage in one hand and squinted on the floor, and Eliot asked with a deep red mark in the middle of his face.
"I!..." Eliot grabbed the magic wand, screamed in anger, and wanted to get up, and there was magic in the magic wand.
"Hey!"
Elliott, who had just climbed up halfway, was knocked back by a stick, and the left half of his face suddenly swelled.
"I am very old-fashioned?"
Krassu continued to smile.
"I……"
Eliot is still trying to struggle.
"Hey! Hey! Hey!"
"It hurts... hurts... hurts!"
Eliot screamed through the entire mage tower with a cry of crying.
"Good! The melee magic is so horrible!"
"Yeah, I heard that the melee magic of the Krassu adults was almost invincible after being close to me. I didn't believe it before. Now I believe."
"Suddenly I want to learn melee magic, but our Master Tower now has almost no teacher to teach melee magic, and Master Krassu has left the Master Tower. It’s a pity!"
The onlookers of the magicians shook their eyes one by one. Eliot was a five-year-old elder of the Master, a powerful ten-level magician, but now he has no power in front of Krassu, just like a sandbag. Photographed by the wizard's staff.
Although he was holding a magic wand in his hand, he did not have the slightest chance to release the magic. Even the magic shield that was propped up was like a paper paste, which was easily torn by the wizard's staff.
The sound of the dull sound was painful, accompanied by the sigh of sorrow, and the thought of Elder Elliot's chin on his back. Many people felt a bad feeling.
"The original face is to be used by the master's staff, and it is more enjoyable to play like this." Amy stood by, patted her little hand and cheered Krassu, and she looked at her expression.
"This old man's temper is really hot." McGonagall is a bit screaming, arrogant a ten-level elder in the site of the Master Tower, this kind of thing is also made out of Krassu, and most of the magicians present are still It’s more like watching the excitement of the enemy.
"Enough!" Richard shouted, his hand lifted, and a water mirror appeared in front of Eliot's face.
"Hey!"
The mage fell, the water mirror was broken, and it still fell on Eliot's face. He stunned him with a stick, and a pig's face was terrible.
"Enough?" Krassu glanced at Elliot on the ground and nodded slightly. "It seems to be almost the same."
Richard's forehead faintly trembled and angered: "Crazu, what are you going to do here today? Should you really be enemies with my Master Tower?"
"I said that I came to pay tribute, this meeting has just been sent, if Elliot got together, I will give it to you first, and the Guardian is eager to make me feel a little moved." Krassu grinned. Then loudly: "I heard that you have closed a disciple this year. Just broke the record of the fastest five-story tower some time ago. Today, my apprentice is also preparing to come to the tower. Would it be better to let them compare?"