i have a dead world

Chapter 159 The Fear of the Old Wizard
If it was the wizard of Snow Night Castle, there would naturally be other means to confirm the location of the city of the undead.

An Baichen has never underestimated the group of wizards. Although Esk Continent belongs to the low-magic plane, the wizards themselves are wise men who have mastered the knowledge of high-level planes. When facing them, they should not be taken lightly.

"Lord Reaper, what should we do now?" Baron Edra's voice was a little nervous, this was the first time he faced visitors from Snowy Night Castle.

This is not as simple as two wizards, this is a team of wizards in Snow Night Castle!

The power they possess can be called the most powerful force in the entire Esk Continent, not one of them.

"Let the envoys get in touch and find out why they are here."

An Baichen's voice was calm.

He was just a little surprised by the wizards' visit, and he didn't feel much nervous.

According to Garcia, the wizards in Snowy Night Castle have a milder personality. They are different from wild wizards, and they value peace and knowledge more.

Even if we took ten thousand steps back, Xue Ye Castle had bad intentions for the City of the Dead, and An Baichen was not afraid. The strength of the City of the Dead is not what it used to be, and not everyone can easily control it.

"Okay." Edra nodded, and hurried to inform Yan Yumo.

After severing contact, An Baichen pondered for a while, and decided to closely observe the contact situation between the city of the dead and the wizards himself, just in case of accidents.

City of the dead.

Garcia's house.

Garcia hurriedly opened the door, and was about to go to the warehouse to get wizard materials, but he found a person standing at the door smiling at him.

An old wizard wearing a black old wizard hat and a dark gray robe stood in front of him with an old face.

"Teacher, why are you here!" Garcia said in surprise, he couldn't help rubbing his eyes to make sure that he didn't have hallucinations.

Oh my god, I saw the teacher in the city of the dead!
"The academy sent a group of wizards, and as the head of the group, I brought the wizards to visit the city of the undead."

The old wizard looked at Garcia with a smile, not hiding his love and admiration for Garcia.

Garcia is not the most powerful of all his students, but he is definitely the one with the most potential and talent.

A wizard of the divination department, Garcia is the only one in the entire wizard academy.

The Wizarding Academy is the actual controlling body of Snowy Night Castle. If Snowy Night Castle is a state institution, then the Wizarding Academy is the executive authority of Snowy Night Castle. The Wizarding Academy is not only an educational institution, but also controls everything about Snowy Night Castle.

For the wizards, they are not used to calling themselves from Snowy Night Castle, and prefer to say that they are from the Wizarding Academy.

"Has Snowy Night Castle sent a wizard group? The academy is going to attack the city of the undead!"

Garcia's complexion changed, and his expression was not very good-looking.

He didn't know why he was suddenly worried about whether Snowy Night Castle would be hostile to the city of the undead. Maybe it was because he had developed feelings for the city after staying in the city of the undead for a long time, or maybe it was because the soul fragments For the sake of the god of death.

If Snowy Night Castle really became enemies with the City of the Undead, Garcia would probably be the most uncomfortable person.

He did not doubt the strength of the Wizarding Academy. Each of the thirteen night watchmen was proficient in several wizarding disciplines, and their combat effectiveness was extremely good. Likewise, Garcia did not underestimate the strength of the City of the Undead, after all, it was a city owned by a god!

"Don't worry, we have no malice towards the city of the undead."

The old wizard explained: "I'm just curious about the appearance of the undead, but why are you in the city of the undead? Didn't you come to find the mine of the secret stone?"

"Yes, I came to the depths of the Gobi because I was looking for secret stone veins, and then I accidentally discovered the city of the dead. The process of my entering the city of the dead is a bit complicated, and I can't explain it at the moment."

Garcia hesitated for a while, then said softly: "Teacher, I have sworn allegiance to the City of the Dead."

"Oh?"

The old wizard didn't show much surprise. He paused, reached out and patted Garcia's shoulder, and then said with a smile: "You have grown up, and your decision does not need my consent."

The old wizard didn't ask why Garcia was loyal to the City of the Dead, let alone whether Garcia was under the control of others. His attitude towards students has always been a free-range policy.

Every night watchman has a different personality, and Garcia's teacher has a more Buddha-like personality. He believes that all the principles and things in the world have their own meaning.

There must be a causal connection between the occurrence of everything. Rather than forcefully changing the process of things, it is better to wait and see the changes.

"Teacher, what do the night watchmen in the academy think of the City of the Dead?"

"Each has his own opinion."

The old wizard shook his head and did not discuss this topic in depth. After chatting with Garcia for a few words, he learned of Garcia's recent breakthrough in prophecy.

The old wizard was very pleased, and continued to appreciate Garcia's breakthrough in prophecy.

"Teacher, maybe you don't know yet," Garcia said hesitantly, and he said hesitantly, "This city of the undead is very powerful, and there is a god behind this city."

"god?"

The old wizard was surprised: "You saw God?"

"No."

Garcia shook his head: "But the object of my allegiance is him. I can only confirm that he is not in this plane, but he can affect the continent of Esk through this city."

"This god calls himself the God of Death and comes from the world of the undead. He doesn't trust me, but he doesn't seem too worried that I will betray him."

"Teacher, if the academy is really hostile to the city of the undead, I hope the teacher can persuade others."

"At least in my opinion, the Wizarding Academy may not be the opponent of the City of the Dead."

Garcia's words made the old wizard bow his head in thought.

He knew the character of his student, and Garcia would never joke about this kind of thing. Since he dared to say that the real master behind the city of the undead was a god of death, there must be a powerful existence.

"The god of death from the world of the undead, that is a mysterious and weird world." The old wizard muttered to himself, and wizards have some understanding of the world of higher planes.

In the concept of many wizards, gods are just wizards with higher knowledge.

But even if they think that there is no difference in the essence of life, no wizard is stupid enough to think that he can defeat the gods, at least the wizards in Esk continent think that they do not have this ability.

If there really is a god of death in the city of the undead, I am afraid that this time the wizard group will have to change their attitude when visiting Snow Night Castle, at least they can no longer maintain their identity.

After the two chatted a few more words, they saw Edra coming from a distance, followed by a beautiful woman.

"Dear night watchman, this is our envoy Yan Yumo." Baron Edra laughed, hugged the old wizard, and introduced enthusiastically: "Master envoy never meets outsiders easily, this time he specially received members of the wizard group .”

"Thanks to the city of the undead, thank you to the god of death."

The old wizard grinned, raised his hand and flicked his wizard hat, and saluted politely.

Thank death?

The words of the old wizard made Edra frowned, and then glanced at Garcia.

This kid's mouth really can't hide anything.

However, Lord Reaper did not say that Garcia would be prohibited from publicizing the existence of Reaper. Although Edra felt a little displeased, he couldn't say anything.

"Dear night watchman, I have already arranged a sumptuous banquet in the city lord's mansion. I hope you can bring your members and come on time, so that I can entertain guests from afar."

"must."

Baron Edra didn't stay for long, he just gave Garcia a warning look, and then left.

Yan Yumo did not speak from the beginning to the end, she just stared at the old wizard curiously, and then left silently.

"You have a bad relationship with him?" The old wizard looked at Garcia with a smile.

"Edra, this guy, always looks down on my prophecy!"

"He's just an ordinary person, so naturally he doesn't understand the knowledge of wizards." The old wizard comforted Garcia. He looked at the back of Edra and the two of them leaving, and his cloudy eyes fell on Yan Yumo's back.

"This woman is a bit strange. She gives me a very dangerous feeling."

"What's so strange?"

Garcia hurriedly said good things: "Master God Envoy is very good. Although she is a woman, she has always taken good care of me."

Garcia didn't think Yan Yumo was dangerous, at least he had never seen the envoy make a move.

"Are you sure she's a human being? Well, I'm going back, otherwise those kids won't be able to stay, and there might be some joke in the city of the undead."

The old wizard smiled and left, leaving Garcia standing there alone, confused.

The envoy is not a human being, is he an undead?
Strange, she is obviously human.

Garcia shook his head, and he continued to rush to the warehouse, his experiment was not finished yet.

No one can interrupt a wizard's enthusiasm for experiments. In a way, every good wizard is an excellent scientist.

An Baichen was holding the phone, and he saw the old wizard walking away from Garcia's perspective.

"Night watchman, it's interesting."

An Baichen grumbled, and slid his finger on the phone screen to link to Yan Yumo's perspective.

"Yumo, have you seen the old wizard?"

An Baichen's voice sounded in Yan Yumo's mind: "How do you feel about his strength?"

"Hard to say."

Yan Yumo said hesitantly in her mind: "It's a bit mysterious, but it doesn't give me too much sense of danger."

Yan Yumo is a special ghost. Although she looks the same as a human being, she still has the powerful perception of the soul that ghosts have.

She can perceive the general strength of a creature through its soul.

Unless the old wizard is a wizard subject like Garcia who is studying wizard pharmacy, which does not require soul, mental power, or magic power, his general strength cannot escape Yan Yumo's perception.

There is also a possibility that the old wizard may have been so powerful that Yan Yumo could not perceive any depth.

"Can't you feel the danger?"

An Baichen pondered, this matter is a bit difficult to handle, if Yan Yumo perceives that the old wizard is dangerous, then at least it is a rough assessment of his strength.

If it is completely unperceivable, it may be that the strength of the old wizard is not very good, or the strength of the old wizard is too strong.These two possibilities each have a probability of half.

According to An Baichen's estimation and calculation of the strength of the undead all the time, the strength of the three undead, Yan Yumo, Gu Aotian, and Gu Liangchen, is considered to be the pinnacle of the second-level world power system.

An Baichen doesn't believe that there is a stronger existence than Yan Yumo in a level 1 world, but he can't help but guard against it.

"I see, you should pay close attention to this old wizard at the banquet at night, and test him more."

"it is good."

Yan Yumo nodded. After An Baichen cut off the contact, he plunged into the world of the undead, and put his will into the Treasure House of the God of Death in the world of the undead.

No matter what the reason for Xue Ye Castle's visit, and no matter whether the old wizard's strength is strong or weak, An Baichen feels that he should be prepared for the fall.

"Let me see if there is anything that can deal with a powerful wizard."

An Baichen didn't know that after he left Garcia's perspective, the old wizard walking on the street trembled.

The feeling of being watched inexplicably disappeared.

The old wizard took out a broken gold nugget from his pocket. The gold nugget was boiling hot, so high that the nugget became soft and bent.

"This city is really dangerous."

The old wizard sighed, and there was a rare look of dread and fear in his calm eyes.

(End of this chapter)