Chapter 1519: Try 1

"You!" Zog jumped up from the ground, looking at the string of gems in Shivala's hand, his eyes were staring out. This is really naked theft.レm♠思♥路♣客レ
Robben really wanted to hold up a sign behind him, stating that he didn't even know the woman in front of him!
Shivala was also very surprised. Seeing Zog staring at him, his mind turned quickly, and he said directly: "This...I found a room on the first floor that was damaged by magical shocks. There are many good things in it."
"That's my basement!" Zog growled, "You thief! Give me my things!"
Shivala thought for a while, put the gems in her hands on the table and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, it's completely exposed there, I just went in and took a look curiously."
Obviously no one would believe this. Zog angrily grabbed the string of gems in his hands, "What else?"
Shivala looked at Zog strangely, "and...what else?"
Zogertons's angry face turned pale: "Don't pretend to be confused, you must have taken other things!"
"No!" Shivala shook her head honestly, "I said that I was just looking over it curiously and didn't plan to take anything at all."
"Then what is this?" Zog shook the gem string in his hand vigorously.
"Hmm..." Shivala blinked her eyes, her face full of innocence, she seemed to have no idea how the thing in Zog's hand came from, and smiled lightly, "This... is really pretty."
Zog's Hu suddenly stood up.
Robben hurriedly stepped forward to stop Zog and persuaded him: "Teacher, don't be angry. It is better not to publicize things in your basement."
Zog was taken aback for a moment, then gave Robben angrily, "Boy, what are you talking about!?"
Robben gave a dry smile. Lower his voice: "Teacher, we are all magicians, these things... don't need to be explained."
Zog's face suddenly became strange.
"Teacher, don't worry, I will get back a lot of your things. She is a soldier, and those things are not of much use to her, but it is not easy to hand them over now. "
Zog thought about it, it seems that this is indeed the case, now if the woman in front of him is asked to hand over her own things. So I'm accusing her of being a thief. I'm afraid that her face is a bit ugly. If the other party insists on it, the thing may not be taken back.
"Humph!" Zog snorted, speaking in a voice smaller than Robben. "Bring me back a lot, do you understand?"
"Definitely!" Robben repeatedly packed the tickets.
Zog was obviously a little worried. Immediately ran downstairs to his basement and counted his treasures. Soon there was Zog's angry roar from downstairs...
Robben sighed weakly, "I said...what are you going to do in the haye collection room? This is no different from being a thief."
"I'm also because this old man has already left."
"No one will reply to such a lie... If he leaves, is it just looking at the scenery if I'm on it? You go to get people's things, and then walk out swaggeringly, obviously you are making trouble!"
"I just felt something strange, so I went to look for it. I didn't take any important things."
Zog's roar continues...
Robben listened to the voice downstairs and could only sigh. I'm afraid Shivala was really looking for valuable things.
"What are you looking for? That is the haye collection room of the magician. I am afraid that there is no treasure suitable for warriors. If it is not necessary, you should return the things to the teacher. This is not a request, but what you should do. You Now it’s only one step away from the robber."
"Give it back to him?" Shivala frowned.
How fresh is this! Robben rolled his eyes, "You have robbed someone from someone, and you should return it to someone else!"
"Do you think so too?" Shivala suddenly looked at Robben with a strange look in her eyes.
Robben froze for a moment. What does Shivala mean?
With a light touch on the ring, Shivala had an extra thing in her hand.
"This is..." Robben was suddenly surprised. Shivala had a sword in his hand. It seemed to be quite a few years old. Judging from the style and pattern of the sword, it was not a decorative sword, and it was not magic. The magic sword that the division sometimes uses is definitely a long sword used by warriors.
"I found it below."
"You found it below?" Robben was a little puzzled. "How could there be such a sword in the teacher's haye collection...you are not mistaken? There is no magical atmosphere on it, why does the magician want this? ?"
"I don't know this! I just went to get this back."
"You said... take it back?" Robben drew his ears, "Hey... don't say it for granted, you're just robbing."
"This sword belongs to me." Shivala pulled slightly, and the sword's edge showed two inches, and the room was suddenly cold.
"You...your?" Robben couldn't help but open his mouth. "You...you said this is your sword?"
"That's right... this sword used to follow for a while, and then it was lost on the battlefield..." Shivala looked at the sword, and suddenly seemed to miss a little bit, "A lot of things...I still Can't remember, but I still remember this sword. It is indeed my sword."
Robben understood now, "Your sword...Uh! You can't be because the teacher stole your sword?"
"No!" Shivala smiled faintly, "He is a magician, this thing is useless, and I lost this sword a long, long time ago. At that time, he might be a child. , How could it be possible to take my sword, this sword came into his hands after changing hands several times..."
With a light sigh, Shivala shoved the blade into its sheath, "However, now this thing has to be returned to its original owner, I just don't have a weapon to take advantage of it."
Robbenton feels embarrassed. Although this thing is of no use to Zog,... the magician takes his treasure very seriously. To a certain extent, the magician is a miser, and Shivala just took things away. I'm afraid Zog won't let it go, and...
"Aren't you... hardly using weapons?" Robben smiled bitterly. "I'm afraid this weapon doesn't mean much to you, and if you take it away now, it will definitely make the teacher angry."
"But this is my thing. He kept it for me for many years. I am very grateful to him, but that's all. Besides... I don't use weapons often, but that doesn't mean I don't need it, Robben... this It is a weapon used in combat and the guarantee of the warrior’s life. Whether you use it often or not, don’t you think so? It’s like... the magician’s ring is always filled with magic spar that will never be used in a lifetime. But they Never sell those magic spars or give them to others."
Robben was speechless... Shivala was talking about the actual situation. There were still a large number of magic spars piled in his ring. Many of them were obtained from Crystal Lake. used.
"So, I'll take this sword away. The old man may not allow it, so you can help me intercede. I don't want to conflict with him. After all... he is your teacher."
Robben frowned, "Shivala, under any circumstances, you are not allowed to threaten the safety of my teacher and Wendy. What happened at the door before is not allowed!"
"If he doesn't attack me, I won't! But I won't be so stupid as to wait for others to kill me. You know that maybe my life will end next moment, so my life is quite precious."
Robben was a little helpless. It seemed that Shivala was determined to take this sword, and perhaps he could only hold Zog with a slow-down strategy for the time being. I hope he doesn't take this sword seriously.
Suddenly, Robben was stunned, because Zog's roar downstairs seemed to continue.
"Did you... also take other things?"
Shivala looked at Robben, thought about it, and nodded, "Of course."
"Of course? Of course you are tall!" Robben patted his forehead vigorously. "You can be forgiven for getting the sword, but what's the matter with you taking other things?"
"Other..." Shivala grabbed a handful of magical powder from the ring, and said helplessly: "I don't know what these things are and what's the use, but I think... …There are things that cannot be returned anyway, so it doesn’t matter if you take more!"
"It's not like that at all!!" Robben couldn't help yelling.
After a while, Zog's face was dark, his hands trembling, and he walked up from staying behind. He went to the door and saw the mountain of treasures piled up on the table. The wind rushed over. It is hard to imagine that a little old man like him would have Such a straightforward action.
Zog almost put all the treasures on the table into his ring as soon as he touched the table. What kind of crumpled magician, painted discs that can be used for group crimes, and some magical stones with strange shapes and unidentified energy fluctuations. Wait, wait, everything disappears instantly...
Putting things away, Zog's face eased slightly, but suddenly the changed, his eyes fell on Shivala's waist, Robben couldn't help groaning, he really couldn't help it.
"You..." Zog looked at the sword on Shivala's waist, his face turned red slowly, "That's my sword!"
"not mine!"
"Yours?" Zog glared his small eyes, and his anger instantly burned up. "That's something I got a long time ago! Even if you take it away, you dare to say now..."
"There is my emblem on it." Shivala saw it horizontally in front of Zog's eyes. There was indeed an emblem on the scabbard, but because of the age, this emblem had become blurred.
But even so, Zog was really taken aback, "What did you say, you...your emblem?"
Pointing to the emblem, Zog said suspiciously: "This...the legend is the emblem of a of war, you..."
"Do you remember the name of that God of War?" Shivala smiled.
"Name..." Zog took a breath, apparently thinking of something in his heart, "You? Impossible... You woman just wants to deceive my sword!"
"No, I just want to take away what belongs to me. This sword...is mine." Shivala shook his head.
Zog looked at Shivala suspiciously, and immediately turned around and asked, "Roben, what is going on? Who is this woman? Is she crazy?"
Robben knew that Shivala's identity was absolutely impossible to explain, but... now she insisted on taking the sword, which was something she couldn't persuade.
Thinking about it, Robben moved Zogra to the side and whispered: "Teacher. This sword... can you lend us first?"
"What?" Zog glared, and answered very simply, "No!"
"Teacher, you are a magician, this sword is useless, and she doesn't have a good weapon right now, she just fell in love with this sword, you see..."
"No!" Zog's face sank.
This is really a standard magician's obsession... Robben sighed secretly, and had to put out another statement, "Teacher. Actually... this sword does have something to do with her."
Zog seemed to be waiting for Robben to say this, and immediately asked: "You can tell me honestly, what is the origin of this woman? I think she behaves strangely, and the breath on her body...somewhat ominous! And her name is Shivala...I remember correctly. This is indeed the name of a former war god!"
So you know... Robben's stomach was rolling again, and then he said: "Teacher. She... has a lot to do with that Shivala. I don't know if you have seen the image of the God of War, If you have seen it, don’t you think she is very similar to the of war?"
Zog glanced at Shivala in surprise, "I didn't see the image of the God of War, but when I got the sword, I heard a lot of rumors and descriptions about her. This woman... does seem to be something like her. Similar places."
"Yeah..." Robben sighed. I thought that the next words might make the great magician stunned.
However, before Robben could speak, Zog's eyes suddenly condensed, "Could it be... this woman is..."
This is obvious, right? I guessed it... Robben could only smile wryly.
Zog sighed when he saw Robben grinning bitterly, "I didn't expect it! She actually...has a daughter."
"Yeah..." Robben sighed, but suddenly he felt wrong, and he stared at Zog and couldn't speak.
Zog was already sighing for himself, "It is said that the God of War is extremely powerful, but unfortunately... Finally, I don’t know why, and suddenly disappeared. It seems that there was an accident. There is no detailed record in the God Realm, but there are scattered words of regret. It appears in some ancient books that she is said to be the only God of War. Her departure made the God Realm feel regretful, but her family was not mentioned in the record. It turns out...she also has a daughter!"
"Uh...oh! Ah yes yes yes!" Robben regained his senses abruptly, "Teacher, you are really wise and wise, you can see her identity right away!"
"It's not something to be happy about, what are you laughing at!" Zog glared at Robben seriously, and Robben quickly put away his smile, "Teacher, I want to... if you can understand this, it would be great. Up."
Zog sank into the hole, and his eyes fell on the sword on Shivala's waist, "That sword... is really useless to me, it's just a treasure. If it's the descendant of the master, then... I seem to There is no reason to keep this thing with me."
"Yes, yes!" Robben nodded quickly.
"Unexpectedly...I can see the descendants of the legendary hero here?" Zog said with emotion, "How did you find her? After the hero disappeared, it seems that she has never heard of her family."
"Uh..." Robben got stuck. In fact, what he was about to say just now was not what he said. Now following Zog's statement, there is no more words...
"This... teacher, you know, there are very complicated reasons, uh..." Robben felt anxious.
Zog glanced at Shivala, "Could it be...she has been living on the human continent? That's why she is not known to us, and she appeared immediately after you and the Protoss alliance!"
Robben simply admires Di Zog's inference ability, and there is absolutely no flaw in this statement now!
"Yes, teacher!" Robben looked helpless, "She has been living in the human continent, and I only found her by chance not long ago. This time we are allied with the Protoss, I will invite her to join us. After all, I want to return. Hometown, she readily agreed."
"Oh... it turned out to be like this!" Zog nodded. After the ancestors fell, she didn't expect to live on the human continent. I am afraid that she has been very hard for such a long time. It is really hard for her. Before I actually..." said As he spoke, Zog actually felt a little regretful, "Forget it, give her the sword, it can be regarded as a kind of memorial to the dead hero. "
"Then thank you teacher!" Robben was overjoyed.
"What are you two sneaky talking about?"
See Robben and Zog come back. Shivala couldn't help asking strangely. Just now, the two of them kept looking at her while talking quietly. Shivala was already full of doubts.
"It's nothing, it's just... the teacher discusses with me about the sword in your hand."
"My sword?" Shivala immediately revealed the who will never give in, "I must take this sword away!"
Zog took a step forward, looked at the sword, and said with emotion: "Alright, since you want to take it with you, then take it! But don't shame the wiseness of this sword. Once... that hero I don’t know how many victories have been won with it."
The Shivala was weird, and he didn't understand why Zog suddenly turned around, and his words were so strange, but after thinking about it, Shivala was also very happy. Anyway, his sword returned to his own hands, as for the reason. Probably it was Robben who made love.
Shivala thanked Robben. But I don't know that this is entirely due to the result of this little old man's own guess.
Taking a closer look at Shivala's appearance, Zog saw Shivala as the image of the of war in the record, and felt a little sentimental in his heart, "Okay, just come back...just come back... …"
Shivala was inexplicably safe, wondering what this little old man kept staring at him?
Robben was afraid of revealing stuff... Now Zog's heart is good. But Shivala had no idea. If something went wrong and Shivala's identity was difficult to explain, Zog would be angry.
Came forward to hold Shivala. Robben smiled and said to her: "Well, you got your things too, um...this is something that the teacher has treasured for a long time. You should thank you."
After thinking about it, Shivala felt that it was nothing. After all, this is actually something other than someone else's. He took it back as an excuse, and it should be reasonable for others not to give it. Now he smiled and nodded to Zog, "Thank you."
Zog suddenly laughed, "It's okay, it's okay, it's better to keep this thing with you, it's useless to give me this old man, hahahaha..."
Shivala was surprised, this little old man... seemed surprisingly kind.
"Sit down, let's sit down, we have other things to discuss." Robben quickly turned the matter over, pulling Shivala to sit down, and at the same time Zog was already sitting on the side, his face looked good. Many smiles.
"Roben, this time we are going to face the Demon Race head-on. You must have some direct information. You might as well disclose it to me before we leave."
He took his baby back, and saw the "descendants of heroes", and even gave gifts to himself. Zog was in a good mood, his face glowed red, and he spoke with a smile.
"Teacher, in fact, before we set off, I would also ask you to come with me. It can be considered as an understanding of our battle plan against the demons."
"Oh?" Zog suddenly became interested, "Walking? Where to go? We are leaving tomorrow at noon. Do you want to take the old man with me to wander around elsewhere."
"It's near here, not far away. We still have time to come back for dinner now."
Zog Daqi, "Okay! Then you take me over to see!"
Robben looked at the sky outside, "Teacher, it's still early, I think you can invite a few close friends to go with you. That place will need a lot of people to look after."
Zog was even more puzzled, touching his beard and smiling: "Good boy, it's really mysterious, um... well! I'll go find that old thing! Let's start our relationship, and make the usual better , Ah... that is, the guys who planned to leave the consortium together are called..."
"Um..." Zog clicked his mouth, "I said Robben, the invitation to the consortium to play is not a fake, right? Are you trying to kill us all the magicians who run away?"
Robben couldn't help but smile upon hearing this, "I wonder if the teacher thinks I have this ability?"
"Humph! Forgive you for not dare!" Zog laughed and stood up, "Let's go! Go to Dim first!"
"I'll go too!!" A voice grunted down from upstairs. By the way... Wendy also rolled down and fell on the stairs. Wendy cried out in pain, but immediately got up and ran to Robben. In front of Zog, he tiptoed and shouted, "I'll go too, I'll go too!"
Zog looked at Wendy's appearance, and his face suddenly turned cloudy. "Wendy! What do you look like!?"
Robben couldn’t help laughing when he saw the problem. Now Wendy’s appearance is indeed a problem. Wendy has now put on a travel cloak and a large felt hat. Of course, the hat has been crooked behind his head. His back is a big backpack, his hands are big and small bags, what kettles, sleeping tents, and unidentified scrolls of drawings. And the magic experiment props sticking out of the bags, and even Wendy’s waist was hung with a small birdcage, in which a colorful bird was napping.
Wendy pouted, "Didn't Grandpa tell me to pack things? I packed up so quickly. Why did I do something wrong again..."
Seeing Wendy's aggrieved expression, Zog seemed to think of something all of a sudden. A little bit dumbfounded, he said, "Wendy. You won't... put this third floor in your storage ring, right?"
"It's not what Grandpa said, take everything you can take away!?" Wendy was very dissatisfied, "Is it going to regret it now!"
Zog suddenly shook his head, and Robben only smiled bitterly, no wonder that Emperor Wen was now carrying a lot of bags, not like a magician at all. But it turns out that the storage space is already full... I am afraid that the entire third floor is now empty...
"Okay... put things aside first, we are not yet ready to leave, now Grandpa is going to go out to the old fellow Dim. You are so good..."
"I'll go too!" Before Zog could finish her words, Wendy had thrown away the size and size of her body and hugged Robben's hand directly, "Brother Ang, can't leave me!"
Robben looked at Zog and said with a smile: "Teacher, let's go together. Wendy can help with this."
"She?" Zog looked at his granddaughter suspiciously. "It's okay if you don't help."
"Then I can go!" Wendy chuckled.
Robben chuckled, "Then let's go!"
After coming out of Zog's house, Robben and the others went straight to Dim's house, and then tossed around several times, finding no less than twenty old magicians from various places in the consortium.
Robben watched these old magicians sweat in their hearts. All of these elder magicians were extremely powerful guys, and they were both at the same level as Zog. He didn’t expect that Zogping would not move. He only likes to drink tea and sleep in front of his house, but has made so many capable friends. If these magicians are planning to leave the consortium to support the army, then the cohesion of the little old man Zog is even more extraordinary Average.
After the last little old man wandered slowly and boarded his little carriage under the urging of a group of old magicians, Zog asked, "Well, now you should always tell me you want to take us. Where's the guy?"
Robben smiled, "Okay! I'll drive! Tell everyone to follow me!"
When he got into the coachman's position, Robben shook the reins, and the carriage galloped away.
"Let's go!" Wendy, who had already climbed to the top of the carriage first, was very excited. She usually only stayed in the carriage. It was the first time to climb out like this.
"Wendy, you'd better not take the reins, Wendy! Don't touch that... wait, I'm driving the carriage!!"
Shouting all the way, the long convoy began to march towards the inner city of the consortium.
When Robben drove the carriage to the inner town of the consortium and revealed the special permit that Piersis had given him in advance, the inner city gate was opened and the convoy drove in without hindrance.
In the corner of the small town, in front of the dilapidated clock tower, all the carriages stopped, and the old magicians got out of the carriage one by one. Everyone's face was blank, and they didn't know what they were taking here.
Immediately, these magicians surrounded Zog, and began to ask left and right, Zog directly blocked Robben forward, "Okay kid! Now I don't want to know why you have the right to enter and leave here, now I just want you to explain the purpose of bringing us here!"
Robben looked at the sharp gazes of dozens of old magicians staring at him and smiled, "Old gentlemen, we... take a step to speak, and then you will understand why I brought you here...
Five minutes later, all the magicians stood in the strange space at the top of the clock tower, staring at everything around them dumbfounded.
There is no sound in the empty world, and the two rows of wooden doors extending far away are like tombstones, adding a bit of uncomfortable flavor to this dead world.
"This...what is this place?" Zog kept looking around, shocked.
Robben closed the door to come in, and said loudly, "Old gentlemen, here... is a fork in the road in this world."
Suddenly everyone's eyes focused on Luo himself again.
"Fork in the road. What does that mean?" someone asked.
"This... almost leads to any place in the God Realm. Only the who created this knows how many doors there are. Of course... it is very likely that even he himself doesn't know how many doors there are."
"Any place?" The magicians were extremely surprised.
"Could it be... Behind these doors is the exit of the space?" An old magic came to a door very excited and tried to gently open a door. Behind the door... there is nothing, it is still It's this empty world-it's just a very ordinary door.
"Is this... the fork in the God Realm?" Zog couldn't help frowning when he looked at the door.
"No, no, gentlemen...it's not like this here!" Robben hurriedly stepped forward and closed the door again. "If you want to use the space to move. At least you need to prepare in advance. It's not so unconditional to start. Magic, these doors are the same, they are not opened when they want to open, if they are used incorrectly. Then..."
"Squeak..." Robben just closed the door and reopened it amid the sound of the door. A figure came out from inside.
Everyone has eaten. Seeing this man could not help but bowing, even Zog took off his hat and bowed his head slightly.
Coming out of the door, it was naturally Piersis who looked like an old man.
"Master Piersis, it's an honor to see you here." The old magician closest to Piersis looked very happy.
"Huh! I thought it was someone who got here, it turned out to be you guys!" Piersis glanced across everyone's faces. At last it fell on Robben’s face, "You really surprised me. I have been guessing what kind of guests you are going to bring over, but I didn’t expect it to be this group of unruly hard bones. It seems that you really can eat well in the consortium. what."
Zog and others were extremely surprised. The object of Piersis's words was obviously Robben. Judging from the tone of his tone, the respected Piersis teacher seemed to be very familiar with Robben.
Robben smiled and replied: "I'm so sorry, it seems that the people I brought here are a bit good, but this is no way. After all, this place is not enough even if the number of people is increased by ten times. I think we should try our best Appropriate, and... a magician who can really do something here, I think I'm not wrong on this point.
Piersis stared at the magicians in front of him and snorted, "It is not easy to want these guys to do something, these old things have never calmed me down."
What Piersis complains will naturally not make these magicians feel any special. Zog stepped forward and asked: "Master Piersis, what is going on in this place? Why are we here? Can you give Shall we explain a little bit?"
Piersis cocked his mouth, "Just leave these things to Robben. Ask him what you want. He is more familiar with this than I do."
Everyone was even more surprised. The look in Robben’s eyes had begun to change. Piersis’s words were clearly praising Robben, even if they weren’t an affirmation of Robben. Now no one knows this absolute affirmation. Why.
"Roben, what the is going on?" Zogla asked Robben in a low voice, "Could it be that the friend you were looking for here before is... is Master Piersis?"
"Ah... Almost!" Robben smiled helplessly, "Teacher, but now there seems to be nothing worth concealing. This place is now a secret base. There are only two people who know here, I and Piercy. Sir, of course...you know now too."
Zog looked around, took a deep breath and said, "Did you bring us here just to see this?"
Robben’s face was solemn, "Teacher, I do seem to show you the situation here. I want to hear your opinions more. In the coming war, this place will definitely play a very important role. ,and so……"
"So?" Zog asked very suspiciously.
"So... here we need staff, someone needs to accept and pass on outside news, we need to deliver very fast news to everyone who needs it, and we need to make specific scheduling. At that time, many of our soldiers will need to use this place to carry out. Move fast, so...um..."
Zog seemed to understand, "You mean... I hope we stay here to ensure that this place becomes an active, usable, and significant place for the war between gods and demons."
"Yes!" Robben nodded, "This may be very boring, but the teacher... this is a big deal. I have thought of many ways in the past two days, but... I never thought of a good one. The solution, and I think if it’s not someone close, I don’t feel comfortable giving this place to them."
Zog curled his beard. "Boy, your mouth is getting better and better."
Robben smiled, "No, I'm just talking about the actual situation."
Zog looked at the almost endless wooden doors in the God Realm, nodded and said: "This place is really wide enough, but it seems impossible for us old guys to re-use all the doors, um... Could it be that we Do you need more magicians?"
"No!" Robben directly denied Zog's thoughts, "Teacher...to put it bluntly, this is still a confidential area. What you see and hear today cannot be told to others, otherwise..."
"I still know about confidentiality. You don't need to introduce this!" Zog's gaze is still on the wooden door in the distance, "Then... if it's us magicians, it seems that we can only choose some more important ones. The channel is always maintained, it seems a waste of resources here, but...well, I have no good solution for a while."
Seeing Robben's disagreement with additional manpower, Zog seemed a little embarrassed.
Luo Benzheng sè said to Zog: "Teacher, we must keep this matter secret. This is a weapon against the demons, and... In fact, we don’t have to use all of them. We only need to use a few special ones. enough."
"Special, um... this idea is good, but those are more special doors. You have to point it out to us!"
Robben smiled: "Of course! Now I will choose some more important portals for everyone!"
When he walked to a door, Robben pressed one hand on the door frame, his body lit up with a golden light, and at this moment there were many exclamations among the magicians.
"It's pure magic of light. I said Zog. We got news before that he was a human being. You seem to have said something like this. What's going on?"
"Yes, and the recent rumors seem to be increasingly unreliable, and there are even claims that we are allied with humans."
These old magicians suddenly started talking.
Zog just closed his eyes, UU reading www.uukanshu.com did not speak.
Robben was doing his own thing seriously, and he didn't care about the self-talk of the old magicians. Soon the magic halo on Luo himself has become extremely bright, just like a little The sun, the golden light extended to the door panel, and the whole door exudes a sacred light.
Suddenly the surrounding portals lit up like searchlights, and the light of gold was already flowing on the door panel. The old magicians hurriedly blessed the magic with their own eyes, and the pure magic waves emitted from the surrounding door panels changed again. It surprised them for a while.
After a while, Robben finally let go of the doorknob, took a few deep breaths, and the golden halo on his body began to dim.
Looking back and smiling, Robben said: "I have completely screened it. The forty doors around here are probably the most commonly used ones. You might as well get familiar with them first."
"Hmm... these? But just now... it seems that these doors have not moved at all? Will there be changes?" Someone immediately asked questions.
Robben smiled, "Just try it and just hit it." (To be continued...)