The Brokenhead Valley on the sea under the night sky seems quiet and hideous... The ignition lights are flashing, and all kinds of lighting tools are flashing all over the mountains and fields.

Wizard's Fire, Glowing Ladybug, Giant Fireflies, Pumpkin Lanterns...

Accompanied by these lighting tools, a large number of second-level wizards poured into the island.

While Lance and others were still bargaining with Black Hat in the laboratory, Verne's manor was surrounded by more than a dozen second-level wizards.

On a small hill in the manor, several people stood solemnly.

Greg squatted down slightly, digging out a small piece of glass from the fine soil, and some strange ashes.

He placed these things under his nose and sniffed them gently, revealing a trace of solemnity: "They are dead, very domineering flame witchcraft."

"How is this possible?" said a wizard beside him in surprise. "The combination of Thompson and Watt was killed without even sending a signal?"

"If the opponents were those three, it might not be impossible." Greg said with a gloomy face: "Damn, these two guys must have not done what we planned. They wanted to show off their might, but they were silently done."

"Now, Thompson is dead, and there aren't anyone else who is as good at stalking witchcraft as he does."

The vice president of the Leonard League immediately looked at the dark outfield with some headaches and said with a wry smile: "This island is so big, God knows if they have already got what they want and then evacuated."

The other few people looked at each other and kept silent.

The man had reminded him before: "Mr. Russell is not here..."

"If you even have to trouble Lord Russell like this, then is there any need for us to exist?" Greg said bluntly: "What's more, Lord Russell has his own things to do. If you order it, all those who are good at reconnaissance will frequently use life reconnaissance. I don't care how many people there are on this island, we must catch Lance... and the little girl next to him."

"yes!"

...

"Okay, I can take you to get Aiken Whale Oil, but..." Black Hat said hesitantly.

"Just do what you should do," Jamieri sneered, "I don't want to hear the following sentence, do you understand?"

After saying that, he took a step forward and took away the Black Hat's life box without hesitation.

For the semi-lich, although there is a soul bead that holds his soul, his real fatal hole is still above this life box. If the life box is destroyed, it means that he will never be able to leave any marks in this world.

This time, the black hat was completely depressed: "I'll take you there!"

The group of three left the undead witchcraft laboratory filled with various human specimens. Then they returned along the same path.

However, when they arrived outside the manor, they unexpectedly found more figures.

"Haha. It seems that there are more than one person following us this time." Beijieka laughed dryly: "I regret it a little. I should leave those two guys to ask clearly what happened."

"I know what they want to do." The black hat jumped out quickly and said enthusiastically: "I have sneaked close to these people before and heard their talk."

"Oh? Then let's talk about it." Beijieka said with a smile: "If I think you are of some use, maybe I will surround you."

At this time, Black Hat said everything to survive.

"What I heard at that time was that a considerable number of these wizards belonged to an organization... The organization seemed to be called, what was it..."

Black Hat tries to recall the conversation you heard by chance.

"Leonard's alliance." Lance reminded decisively.

"Yes! That's the name. Leonard's alliance!" said Black Hat: "They all took the orders from the upper class to come to this island to find a man and a woman."

"One man and one woman?" Jamieri was stunned for a moment: "That's you two, don't include me?"

"At this time, you know very well that your gender is the third sex." Bejeka mocked: "How do you know that they must be looking for me and Lance?"

"It's obviously that." Jamieri smiled: "Don't forget the two unlucky guys who just died at your hands."

Beijieka frowned immediately and fell silent.

Lance's heart twitched slightly, and instinctively felt something was wrong.

"One man and one woman? One man and one woman? Wait... That man might be me, but the woman is very likely not Bejeka! But... Mia!"

This idea suddenly popped up in his mind, but chose to remain silent.

Bejeka looked at Lance with some surprise and couldn't help but say, "Do you have any guesses? What nerves did Leonard's League come to us?"

"Look for us? I don't think so." Lance chuckled softly: "They are clearly chasing us."

"I agree with you." Jamieri agreed: "So many wizards are dispatched, many of them are external wizards like us. If you just come to find you, the cost will be too high."

Beijieka couldn't help but curse, "Damn it! What do these people want to do? Did they know that there is Aiken Whale Oil on this island?"

Speaking of this, the three of them looked at the black hat with an angry look.

The latter immediately said in great fear: "No, not me! I don't!"

"I only revealed this news to Mr. Jamieri, and I had not had time to spread the news yet - after all, my power is limited, and it would be beyond my control to deceive more people on the island."

"So you think I'm a soft persimmon." Jamieri laughed.

The black hat was so scared that it was trembling all over, and the poor soul bead flew up and down, and was so anxious that it was spinning around.

Don't forget that his life box is in the hands of Jamieri.

"Okay, don't tease this guy." Bejeka reminded: "They have too many people. The worst thing is that we don't know if the third-level wizard has also joined the queue for chasing us. So I think it's better to secretly get Aiken Whale Oil and leave immediately."

"I have no objection," Lance echoed. "The question now is, according to what Mr. Black Hat just said, how should we sneak in bypass their barriers in a building on the manor?"

Bejeka was about to speak, but at this moment, Jamieri suddenly whispered:

"Be careful! There is reconnaissance witchcraft!"

Everyone was shocked and saw a second-level wizard singing loudly on a hillside not far away.

There was also a small table next to him, and hundreds of paper cranes were built on the small table!

Accompanied by the witch's chanting, the paper cranes seemed to suddenly come alive and began to spread their wings and soar.

All paper cranes have different flying areas, and each paper crane has a powerful life reconnaissance effect.

"It's just a trick of carving insects." Bei Jieka curled her lips, took out a stone tablet and inserted it in front of the three of them.

The stone tablet emits a faint light, but this kind of light cannot be seen in the eyes of others.

Two paper cranes flew over the heads of the three of them together, paused for a while, and then left after finding nothing.

The rest of the people suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's a very practical anti-reconnaissance demonized item." Jamieri tried to see the material of the stone tablet, but was coldly rejected by Beggia: "Now is not the time to talk about this."

"We need to think of a way to get in."

Lance smiled: "I don't think we need to solve this problem ourselves. What do you think? Mr. Black Hat?"

The soul bead trembled slightly: "Of course, of course..."

"I know there is a secret passage that leads from the underground to that building... In fact, it is a sewer. If the three of you don't think it's dirty, I can take you down that road."

...

In the sewer that exudes a strong smell of rotten smell, three figures slowly moved forward under the guidance of the Soul Orb.

At this time, they were not worried that Black Hat would use any conspiracy - his life box was still in Jamieri's hands.

However, the odor of this sewer is really unbearable. This place looks like connecting all the heavy pollution laboratories in Verne.

A large number of waste materials filled with chaotic magic power floated on the ditch. These waste materials are very dangerous, and a large amount of radiation was detected from the fox's perspective - which means that after staying around these materials for a long time, even an ordinary mouse may generate a terrifying monster.

"I bet that if I stay in this ditch for a while, my sense of smell will be scrapped."

Jamieri roared softly, “How far is it?”

Black Hat, who was flying slowly in front, hurriedly said: "It's soon, it's the next intersection."

Jamieri and Bejeka both breathed a sigh of relief.

The only Lance, although following them, was still vigilantly observing the routes around him.

Along the way, he not only recorded the road of the black hat in the topographic map of the main chip, but also secretly released a reconnaissance component to prepare to record the structure of the entire sewer.

This behavior is just to be prepared for any trouble. Lance also hates this ghost place very much, and of course there is no need for any place to use it next.

But there is nothing absolute in the world. When there are so many second-level wizards in the manor, it is always right to be careful and convenient.

"arrive!"

Black Hat shouted.

The three of them walked up the stone stairs, finally kicked open a lid and came to a black-blank warehouse.

"The Aiken whale oil you want is on the shelf over there." Black Hat said carefully: "But I must make it clear that there seem to be only two bottles of Aiken whale oil left on the entire shelf."

"But you have three people." (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better, and it is updated faster!
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