“—————!!”

The invisible sound wave burst out instantly, and the magicians who were the first to take the blame flew out directly.

"Master!!"

Grey grabbed Elmero II, who was almost blown down, looked up and found that Luvia, Ferga and other magicians had fallen to the ground. Although they did not lose consciousness, judging from the expressions on their faces, they were obviously not much better.

"What's going on?"

"There is no way to act...well...magic seals..."

"Ha ha ha ha!!!"

However, at this moment, the frivolous monk—or the child of Ashu Bowen, who was once a monk, stood up and raised his hands high.

"Stripping City Adra, open the door!!"

With his roar, the door opened.

It was a nightmare scene, from all the angel statues in the entire castle, one spirit after another flew out from it, screaming and roaring.

"What's this?"

Seeing this, the flowers were shocked.

"Soul, that guy named Wen must have killed a lot of people, and then sealed their souls in these angel statues... It's really disgusting to think about it."

Hearing the faint comments of the red ponytail beside him, the flowers trembled. If it was as Xiaohong said——thinking of this, the flowers couldn't help but remember the angel statues he saw when he came to this ancient castle, on the wall, on the window, on the pillar, on the door, on the chair, on the table... If every angel statue represents a dead soul, then how many people are there?

How many people did that man named Ashu Bowen kill?

"Grey..."

Seeing the large number of resentful spirits emerging and pounced on him and others, Elmero II took a breath.

"Teacher, Master……………………”

However, the girl who was standing in front of him was pale at this moment and her teeth were constantly fighting. Seeing this scene, the monk who was controlling the dead couldn't help laughing.

"It's so interesting. Miss Gray, she is obviously from a cemetery, but she is still afraid of the undead!"

“…………………”

Without saying anything, Gray silently stretched out her right hand, but at this moment, her movements suddenly stopped.

Because Gray saw that in front of the crazy surging spirits, the girl with bright red and ponytails, like a flame, took out a sword out of nowhere.

What is that?

The black hilt of the sword was like a demonic sword jaw, and the silver-white sword was engraved with a line of mysterious runes that were completely unknown. The sword shone with a light blue light, but at the moment it appeared, Gray felt as if even his soul was about to be completely frozen.

"Hey hey hey, what's that thing? It's not good, it's not good!!"

A noisy scream came from his ears, but Grey didn't even have time to respond at this moment. She just stared at the sword. Just looking, Grey had a fear of her own soul being involved, attracted, and imprisoned.

"I really didn't expect to encounter so many evil spirits, but it's good..."

The bright red ponytail girl picked up the big sword that was taller than herself in one hand and raised it high.

"Since that's the case, let her have a full meal... Frost is sad, hungry!"

“——————!!”

The next moment, the wind was howling.

It was like a huge vortex suddenly appeared at the bottom of the sea, and the wind was swirling towards the great sword, and the performance of the undead was even more surprising. They were originally trying to harvest the lives of everyone present, but at the moment the sword appeared, the undead seemed to have seen something terrible, rushing to escape.

It was like an army charging, and suddenly saw a giant dragon spitting flames in front of them. The undead turned around, screamed, waved their hands, trying to escape from this land of death. But their struggles were in vain, and the invisible chains seemed to have completely bound these crazy souls. They were swept by the strong wind, wrapped around them, and flew towards the silver-white sword, and then disappeared into the air with screams.

In just a blink of an eye, perhaps less than ten seconds, everything had completely disappeared. Thousands of undead lingering in this ancient castle disappeared and disappeared.

"Swish!"

The girl with a bright red ponytail flipped her big sword and stuck it on the ground.

"That's just... forget it, it's better than nothing, you're content."

She said to herself, and patted the hilt of the big sword. Then, she saw the silver-white big sword quietly disappear into the air.

“……………………………”

There was a dead silence around.

Everyone was stunned at this moment, as if they were not reacting at all. Even magicians like Elmero II, Luvia and Heine also had a confused expression at this moment. It was as if in the last part of the movie, everyone was waiting for the final boss to appear and the subsequent hard battle. The boss who had just appeared was slapped to death by passers-by.

The air is full of silence and embarrassment.

But no matter what, this matter... has come to an end.

The next morning, everyone said goodbye and left the Salien City.

"So, you rejected my offer?"

Fang Zheng hugged his arms with both hands and stared at Elmero II maliciously, while Elmero II lowered his head.

"Sorry, this is not something I can decide. After all, I am just an agent."

"Okay, okay, this time I'm not without gains, so I'll let you go. Since you can't make a decision, I'll find someone who can make a decision and agree to me."

Although he was unable to win over the Elmero family, Heine and Rosalind finally agreed to Fang Zheng's invitation and decided to join the Thousand Realms Tree. After all, they came here for nothing this time. Ashuberwen's secret technique was obviously just a cover and bait. I thought about it with my brain that since Ashuberwen tried to resurrect his son, he would definitely not hand over his secret technique to outsiders. Moreover, after this battle, Heine also found that magic seals were a fatal weakness for the magician. If it weren't for Fang Zheng and Hua this time, they might have been wiped out.

Therefore, in order to repay the life-saving grace and to dig out the magic seals in his body, Heine finally agreed to let the Ilista family join the Thousand Realms Tree. For Fang Zheng, this was somewhat of a gain - at least it was not in vain.

As for the monk who was resurrected by the corpse, Fang Zheng had already pulled away the soul of Ashuber Wen's son in his body, but his soul was broken and he might become a vegetable in the future.

But this has nothing to do with Fang Zheng.

"May I ask...Miss Red Ponytail."

Hearing this, Grey, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Are you going to come to the clock tower, too?"

"Hahaha, that's not the case. I'll find another place to meet."

Facing Grey's inquiry, Fang Zheng waved his hand with a smile.

"I will only appear in the clock tower in one situation, that is, when Thousand Realms Tree decides to start a complete war on the clock tower...you are looking forward to not seeing me there."

After saying this, Fang Zheng turned around proudly.

"Flowers, let's go!"

"Okay, Xiaohong."

Looking at the two of them leaving behind, Grey couldn't help swallowing a saliva. Although the red ponytail's words just now seemed like a joke, Grey could hear that... She was definitely not joking.

So…If the master does not join them, will he and Miss Red Ponytail meet in the future one day?

Thinking of this, Grey couldn't help but hold his hands tightly.

"So you see, I said, there is no need for reasoning or something."

Walking down the mountain road again, Fang Zheng yawned and said to the flowers around him.

"Look, what puzzles and legacy are all nonsense. In the end, all this is a ghost story created by the magician himself. How does it feel to run from suspense and reasoning to a horror and supernatural set?"

“To be honest… it’s really shocking…”

Faced with Fang Zheng's inquiry, Hua Hua also thought for a moment, and then gave his own answer.

"To be honest, before this, I never thought about what kind of people the magician was, but now... I may have some understanding of the existence of the magician."

"That's right, this is why Fiore will send you here this time."

Speaking of this, Fang Zheng smiled and patted the flowers on the shoulder.

"Only observe, think, and get the answer yourself. Domineering slogans and learning cannot replace the results of personal practice... Of course, the premise is that the three views must be correct, and the important thing is that the position must be correct. The so-called position determines right and wrong. If the position is lost, then the right and wrong evaluation will be meaningless."

"But, it's a little regretful..."

"Um?"

"Always feel like it's a little......"

Facing Fang Zheng's curious gaze, the flowers seemed to have no idea what to say for a moment.

“………………Anyway, something weird……”

"It's understandable. After all, it's different from an ordinary movie plot, so it's normal to have such an idea."

Speaking of this, Fang Zheng smiled and blinked at the flowers.

"But, do you want to hear my answer?"

"well?"

"To put it bluntly, it is not reasoning or suspense, it is just a third-rate emotional soap opera."

Fang Zheng closed the "Jiu Zhu Zhizhi" in his hand that he took out at some time.

“Soap opera?”

"Yes, you still remember that Sherlock Holmes once said that the second victim, the old man in a wheelchair, had done some research in this stripping city with Ashuberwin before, right?"
To be continued...