It seems that this place is going to be developed into a town.

"Quick! Send out the keys quickly!"

After catching that many people had this idea, Curtis quickly issued an order and arranged for more jailers to lurk in the crowd to start setting the pace.

"Hey, what is this?"

A jailer was pretending and seemed to have stepped on something.

He deliberately spoke in a low voice and then stepped on the thing with his feet, but the wizards around him noticed the situation.

"What are you stepping on?"

"Take your feet off!"

Many wizards gathered around and looked at the jailer with unkind expressions.

The jailer quickly shook his head and waved his hands, indicating that it was nothing.

But obviously the other wizards didn't believe any of them and took action directly. Fortunately, the jailer resisted the beating and after being attacked twice, he said a harsh word, turned around and ran away.

"You just wait and steal my creation. This hatred is irreconcilable!"

After the jailer moved his body, the group of wizards couldn't help but startled, and then started fighting, using all kinds of witchcraft to fight for the key that the jailer had stepped on before!

"There's a key!"

"The keys have been handed out!"

"There are only ten of them, hurry up and grab them!"

In the crowd, the jailers were playing crazy rhythms, which attracted many people's attention and onlookers.

Soon, the key, a best-selling product, was not only sold out, but also started a fight among wizards!

"Well, good job."

In this regard, Curtis commented, and then observed Kester's direction with all his heart.

What he needs to guard against most now is Kester and her three legendary wizards, as well as thousands of half-step gods!

At the same time, the ten people who successfully obtained the key opened the door and entered.
Chapter completed!