Goldfinger Maker [System]

Chapter 48

The matter was over, and Spree manipulated countless groups of water polo to drop from the sky to give a memorable wake-up service to the sleeping people. Of course, the water polo was specially made to keep the low temperature of zero without freezing.

Everyone was really chilled now, Anita was dreaming that he was confessing to his beloved goddess, but in the end, the goddess poured a basin of water over him, so cold that he woke up from his dream.

"Ah-choo—" There was a sudden sneezing, and it seemed that the medicine for treating colds would sell well tomorrow.

What Fan Le enjoys is naturally different. Spree didn't intend to wake him up, but since he has felt the fluctuations of the people hidden in the dark, of course he won't "sleep" any longer.Dimona's magic Fan Le used some small means to weaken it and did not really fall into a coma, but kept a high degree of sobriety all the time. He wanted to confirm whether the person who caused Spree's failure to advance to the god level would be appear here.In the end, he did not expect that he was really made to wait. The plot did not indicate that there were other people in this battle. If it was not a foreshadowing, it must be an unexpected situation beyond the plot, which may be related to the subsequent crisis.

"Teacher...is it over?" Fan Le opened his eyes in a daze.

"Well, the teacher has already avenged you." Seeing the young man's limp appearance, Spree finally couldn't help rubbing his head hard.

"Go back all!"

All the people in the Penn Wise family mansion have been sacrificed by Copia for the blood-slaying needle of the ghost, and now there is no one alive. Frida is full of calculations and finally lures wolves into the house and joins everyone in the family.

Now that the matter is over, everyone will not wait long, and return separately.

Fan Le also returned to the magic tower, but he did not rest.After confirming that there was no one around, he took out the mask rewarded by the system. The mask was so thin that no flaws could be seen after it was covered on the face. When he thought of himself in the mirror, he became a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. , and Sang Qing's appearance is completely indistinguishable.

Sure enough!He took out another gray ring and put it on his hand, only to see a faint gray line pointing to the distance on the ring. This is a small thing made by Fan Le. It has no other purpose, but it can record people's breath And track within a certain range.

"Spirit of the Wind, please give me the power to soar in the sky!"

Fan Le performed a wind flying technique, which is a common method for magicians who have not reached the holy level when they need to fly. Intermediate magic is within the range he can cast.He opened the window and left the magic tower under the wind element package without being noticed by anyone.

Fan Le followed the guide all the way to a dilapidated hotel, where even in the middle of the night, he could still see people drinking in twos and threes, most of them were soldiers.

He walked in slowly, and the magician's attire attracted some people's attention. The innkeeper looked up at him and then lowered his head.Following the guidance, he came directly to a room on the second floor.

"Honorable Mister Magician, what do you need?" A waiter ran over and asked.

Fan Le didn't answer but glanced at him, and the Mixin Ring flickered slightly: "Can you call the people inside for me?"

The waiter's expression was confused for a moment and then became respectful in an instant: "Yes."

He came to the door and knocked twice, shouting, "Sir, your late-night snack is here."

All I could hear was an impatient voice from the room: "I didn't order supper, get out!"

"But this is indeed the supper you ordered, why don't you confirm it." The waiter knocked on the door persistently.

The people in the room finally got impatient to the extreme, he opened the door and yelled at the waiter, "I didn't order it, take it back for me."

"Bang—" the door closed again in front of the waiter, but this time he didn't knock on the door, but left quietly.

"Damn it! That old fellow Copia failed to bring five holy levels. It's really a mistake." The middle-aged soldier with a pale face slapped a palm on the table, breaking a corner of the table. , It can be seen that his anger is great.

"Why would someone knock on the door in the middle of the night." After the middle-aged soldier calmed down, he felt something was wrong. Could it be that he was being followed?He carefully searched the room and found something incongruous.

A large sword was thrust into the place close to the bed, and a figure in a magic robe slowly appeared, it was Fan Le who slipped in the moment the door opened.

"Who are you, why are you following me?" The middle-aged soldier frowned, he didn't expect that he would be followed if he was so careful.

"I just want to ask you something, don't be so nervous." Fan Le said with a smile, he carefully looked at this middle-aged man, the golden warrior, who was one level higher than him, but his pale face looked unnatural, and The expression always looks a little stiff.

"What's the relationship between you and Copia?" This sentence exploded in the middle-aged man's mind like a bolt from the blue. It really was a member of the Magician's Guild, but why didn't Spree come here?But now he didn't have time to think about it. He raised his big sword and burned the golden fighting spirit all over his body, and he was ready to kill Fan Le with one blow.

"Hmph! Ground thorns!" Dozens of ground thorns suddenly drilled out from the ground and stabbed at the lower body of the middle-aged soldier. He didn't expect that an ordinary-looking intermediate magician could cast magic instantly, so he could only dodge in embarrassment. Otherwise, I'm afraid it will be skewered into a barbecue.

"Wind speed!" Fan Le set himself another acceleration to calmly distance himself. He casts magic directly with the original energy, so there is no need to sing at all, and the power it uses is more powerful than intermediate magic.

"Zero Realm!" With his voice, the temperature in the room dropped rapidly, and it dropped directly below zero. The middle-aged soldier's body instantly became sluggish due to the cold, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

"Instant eight-level magic zero boundary, you are not an intermediate magician at all!" He hastily swung his sword to block the ice thorns shot by Fan Le, because he couldn't get close to these ice thorns, "Could it be a holy level!"

Although it is unbelievable, this is the only explanation. If it is not the holy level, how can it be so easy to cast advanced magic so easily.If the person in front of him was really a saint, it would be impossible for him to escape. A stern look flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man.

"Ah—" The golden fighting spirit in his body began to become violent.

"Want to blew yourself up?" Fan Le waved his hand, "Tangling!"

Thick vines rose from the ground and wrapped him tightly in an instant, but this did not stop him from exploding himself.

"Ice thorns!" The green vine disappeared in an instant and was replaced by ice crystal vines full of spikes that wrapped around his body. The long thorns pierced into the middle-aged man's body and instantly froze his flesh and blood. The grudge also dissipated.

"You...you..." He didn't expect that he would be defeated in an instant, and he didn't even have a chance to blew himself up.

"What about me?" Fan Le walked up to the man, "Tell me who is behind you!"

The middle-aged soldier snorted coldly and turned his head aside, obviously not ready to answer.

"Since you don't cooperate, there is nothing you can do." Fan Le rubbed his heart ring and activated it again. The man's eyes were momentarily confused, but in the next moment he let out a scream, bleeding from his orifices.

"This is..." Fan Le probed his mental power into his mind and found that it had been messed up, obviously the result of someone using mental power to attack.But he didn't find anyone exuding hostility nearby, or even the source of the attack.

"It seems that he is just an abandoned son controlled by others." That's why, as a golden warrior, he used superb concealment techniques in the Penwise mansion to hide from Spree's perception. Although there were also factors of Spree's carelessness, but Also very unusual.

"It should be that the spirit has been controlled in the first place. I'm afraid that if I find out the clues, I will stop doing nothing and directly destroy this chess piece." Fan Le rubbed his chin. Although the clues he finally found are gone, what is certain The other party is at least someone connected to the Dark Temple.As long as he still wants to attack Spree, he will definitely appear again, and he will not let him escape next time!

Fan Le left the dead man and cleaned up the traces in the house before leaving.

And at the headquarters of the dark temple far away, a trace of blood suddenly spilled from the corner of the mouth of a young man with black hair and black eyes.

"There is actually a holy-level magician in the dark, I miscalculated!" He said bitterly, "But this time, I will definitely let you go to the Gods Arena!"

The next day, the entire imperial capital exploded, because the superpower of the Morbit Empire, the Penwais Family, was taken over by a bunch of people, and no one noticed anything unusual until the guards came in and out to clean it up the next morning. The endgame was noticed by those who cared.

"It can't be the hands of the Elemental Law Saint, I heard that there has been disharmony between them!"

"The Warriors Guild is also very possible. The Pengweisi family strongly obstructed the establishment of the Warriors Guild!"

For a while, there were many rumors in the imperial capital, and everyone was guessing who was the one who did the cruel thing, because the royal family was finally handling this matter, so everyone thought that the royal family would give a result soon.Unexpectedly, not only did the royal family fail to track down the murderer, but instead intercepted and killed the people and materials that Frieda secretly arranged to transfer out. The news spread like wildfire. The behavior has shown that the royal family may also participate, and it can only be said that there is definitely a saint-level powerhouse.

Such a big event did not cause a bigger disturbance in the imperial capital. After a long time, everyone lamented the impermanence of the world. The power of the Pengweisi family collapsed overnight. It seems that it is their own strength. is the most important.

In such calm, the royal family suddenly sent out invitations to many forces to hold a feast in the palace, and Spree was among those invited.

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Spree held the gold-plated invitation in his hand, and Dimona stood beside him.

"I have a hunch that it may be related to the previous incident."

Dimona shook her head: "I'm not very clear, this incident was not called by the Pope, it seems... from the God of Light."

"Then you'll know when you go!" Spree stood up, looking in the direction of the palace, he felt that this event would definitely be earth-shattering.

And in a pavilion in a garden in the palace, a slender figure stood quietly, with long golden hair fluttering in the wind, behind him were five pairs of huge wings.