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The instructor's voice sounded gentle, but it had a faint unquestionable meaning.

Lance took a deep breath and narrowed his eyes. This time, he was probably in real danger.

He never expected that Wesley had such ability - a first-level wizard that alone restrained the crystal dragon was almost unimaginable.

This made him raise the evaluation of the Forbidden Spell Mage in his heart one level, which is almost the most powerful advanced magic category he has ever seen so far. Lance doesn't know much about the Mirsilian dungeon, but he also knows that this thing cannot be released even an ordinary second-level wizard! Only a second-level wizard who masters something called [Secretory] can release special spells such as the Ice Snow Sword and the Mirsilian dungeon.

Lance realized that he had underestimated the strength of the Red Robe Brotherhood.

He subconsciously felt that the only ones that threaten him and the crystal dragon were the second-level wizard metal masked man and the two mechanical titans. The smooth journey since entering the Ace Snowland made him feel a little too confident, and he fell into the current predicament. He felt a little regretful. He thought that with the crystal dragon and with him, he could easily deal with the Red Robe Brotherhood, was this kind of thought a little sloppy and reckless?

Lance knew that there was no medicine for regret in the world, so he could only force this feeling of annoyance. He had to force himself to quickly figure out a way to break the deadlock.

Losing the restraint of the Crystal Dragon, facing the mentor alone, he had almost no chance of survival.

The second-level wizard is condescending to the first-level wizard.

In the freezing, the mechanical Titan stood up with difficulty. Lance didn't say much. He knew that even if he wanted to delay time, the other party would definitely pull himself out of the mechanical Titan first.

"What should I do?" A big question mark emerged in Lance's mind.

"Lei, how are you there?" He tried to communicate with the crystal dragon in his heart. Who knew that this time, the other party did not respond to him. He looked at the crystal dragon who was struggling angrily in the Mithril dungeon, and his face became extremely serious.

The Mithril dungeon actually has the ability to cut off the mind language between two people?

This is a real life and death crisis!

Lance gritted his teeth. Since he could not rely on the crystal dragon, he could only try his best.

Only in the chaos can one find a possibility of survival.

He controlled the mechanical Titan and suddenly chased Mason and the black veil woman Elena.

"Mason, this woman, and Wesley." A sharp look flashed in Lance's eyes: "These three people are not ordinary members. They are of great significance to the Red Robe Brotherhood. I believe that the mentor will not easily ignore their lives."

Now that things have come to this point, he can only choose this method to protect himself.

However, the mechanical Titan did not run a few steps away, and the instructor's fierce attacks followed one after another!

The powerful second-level spell is not only activated very quickly, but the key is that it is also silent.

"My grass! Sword of Glory!" Looking at the golden light sword that was slashing down on his head, Lance was so scared that his face turned green. This mentor was simply an offensive madman.

Whether it is the Amanda Sword or the Sword of Glory, they are powerful attack spells with both physical and spell attributes among the second-level spells.

Lance suddenly raised the mechanical Titan's arm and pressed it hard.

"Bang!" The Sword of Light slashed hard on the mechanical Titan's arm. Although it did not break the mechanical Titan's defense, the huge force immediately sank the mechanical Titan down.

A huge pit immediately appeared on the already soft ground.

Lance sat in the operating room, trembling with shock, and failed to recover for a long time.

"It's ridiculous..." The instructor whispered: "The reason why mortals are ignorant is because they don't understand what power we have. It's ridiculous that a small high school apprentice is so bold that he intervenes in the affairs of our Red Robe Brotherhood."

His eyes passed through the cockpit of the mechanical Titan and clearly saw Lance's face.

"What's your name?" The instructor raised his tone.

Lance held his head and took a deep breath: "Lance."

This time, he did not hide anything, because it was meaningless to conceal his name in front of such a strong man. Even if he was wearing a human skin mask, in such a situation, the other party would definitely remember his own mental fluctuations and magic aura... If a second-level wizard deliberately perceived it, it would be difficult for him to avoid the other party's powerful mental perception without a special way of hiding it.

Meanwhile, his left hand silently pressed on a red button.

He held his breath. He did not try to catch Wesley or Mason anymore, but focused on observing the mentor's movements.

"Lance... you are honest and didn't lie to me." The instructor said coldly: "So I'll give you a death."

His tone was extremely arrogant, as if he had given Lance to death, which was also a great honor for the latter.

"Wait!" Lance said hurriedly: "Don't you have any questions to ask me?"

A cold and arrogant smile appeared on the mentor's face: "Very good. I'll give you ten seconds to answer my two questions."

"Did you kill Pansas? Where is that ancient mist dragon?"

"The first question, the answer is - yes! I killed Pansas." Lance rolled his eyes and replied quickly: "That damn vulture has some personal grudges with me."

"As for the second question, I have to think about it..." He tried to delay the time.

No matter how powerful the Mithril dungeon is, it will not be able to control the crystal dragon all the time, right? At least Lance doesn't believe it.

Procrastinate a little more time and you can increase your chances of survival.

Who knew that the instructor's voice suddenly became extremely sharp: "Say! You have three seconds left!"

Lance was startled and gritted his teeth and said, "The Wulong was killed by Alice, and the Wulong's heart was also taken away by her. She is now undergoing a heart transplant in a corner of this dungeon!"

His words were also obviously misleading. Without thinking, it would be easy to think that after Alice killed Wulong, she not only took away Long Xin, but also other things from Wulong's corpse. As for heart transplant surgery, this was purely his own guess, used to divert the other party's attention.

Hearing Lance's answer, the instructor fell into deep thought.

His eyes looked at Mason. The latter nodded: "Alice. It is indeed the way of the Blood Mage. No wonder she has entangled Sinke... That guy Sinke is still careless."

The tutor's eyes gradually became cold: "Mason, you take a team of people to find the woman who stole the heart of the fog dragon."

"Then here..." Mason hesitated.

"I'm responsible for it here." The instructor said proudly: "They can't jump out of my palm."

...

"Lance...Lance..."

A very faint voice began to call him.

He was stunned for a moment, it was Lei's voice.

"I need your help." The effect of the heart language is sometimes strong and sometimes weak. And it is one-way. Lance can only hear Lei's voice, but cannot convey his meaning to her.

"I am alone and can't break free from this cage. I want you to destroy the scroll."

reel?

Lance forgot to pass in the direction of Wesley. He saw him hiding behind a piece of ruins with a pale face, holding the painted black scroll tightly in his hand.

It seems that this is the only opportunity. Only by releasing the crystal dragon can the pressure Lance faces be alleviated.

He controlled the mechanical Titan, took a few steps casually, and quietly approached Wesley in secret. He said mysteriously, "Actually, Master Tutor, I still have some things to tell you."

The instructor said coldly: "I'm sorry. I'm not interested in listening to your nonsense. Now, let me die!"

After saying that, he raised his hand and his five fingers turned into dark vortexes. The five vortexes were lined up together and turned into a strange spell rune.

Lance's heart was tightened. He was worthy of being a second-level wizard, extremely decisive.

His eyes immediately turned: "It's about Lord Katerina!"

This was a sudden idea that he had made a quick mistake and suddenly appeared. I don’t know if it was useful. However, Katerina is one of the rare third-level wizards in the castle after all, so she should have some effect, right? Lance was a little nervous.

Sure enough, when he heard Katerina's name, the instructor shook his body and his eyes showed an incredible look: "Master Katerina?"

Then he sternly said, "You are lying!"

Lance was delighted and immediately responded: "I didn't lie. Lord Katerina's name is not something that ordinary people can know, you and I know this."

The instructor was a little anxious. His eyes were obviously a little surprised. Although he had never met that Lord Katerina, he had heard a lot of rumors.

"Ace Snowland, it was actually Lord Katerina who asked me to come over. This is what she meant." Lance quietly turned his body and aimed the mechanical Titan at the ruins where Wesley was, while saying casually: "Of course, Lord Katerina's target is not the fog dragon, but other things."

"Other thing?" The instructor looked at Lance suspiciously.

Lance took a deep breath, pressed the beating heart, and suddenly pressed the dark red button.

"Right, other things..."

Before he finished speaking, a small window suddenly opened behind the mechanical Titan, and a figure suddenly popped up!

"Want to escape?" The instructor's five fingers together, and a light yellow light shot out.

A delicate but sharp finger suddenly pierced the black shadow.

The black shadow fell silently on the ground. When everyone looked closely, their faces changed drastically.

"This is our people..." exclaimed a member of the Red Robe Brotherhood. The blood on the body had been dry for a long time, and it was obviously the original driver who was killed by Lance.

Taking advantage of the moment when everyone's attention was diverted, Lance quickly jumped off the mechanical Titan, used several void flashes in succession, and hid in the ruins.

...

In a corner of the ruins, a ominous premonition suddenly arose in Wesley's heart. There was no one around him now. Mason protected him before, but under the order of the mentor, Mason was ordered to search for Alice, and he was alone.

He held the scroll in his hand tightly, and who knew that in an instant, a phantom suddenly appeared beside him.

After using the Void Flash three times in a row, Lance's magic was a little unsustainable. However, in order to activate the Mirschinian dungeon, Wesley almost overdrawn his magic. In this case, he was no match for Lance at all.

Lance was too lazy to say anything, so he directly turned on the Hungry Wolf, knocked down Wesley with one punch, and grabbed the scroll in his hand. The scroll was very crisp, and as soon as Lance tried hard, it was torn to pieces.

The Mithril dungeon immediately showed signs of collapse.

Lans suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Who knew that at this moment, a sudden pain behind his back.

A sharp finger appeared from nowhere and quietly penetrated his heart from his back!

Lance widened his eyes and his breathing began to stagnate.
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