In a basement in the South District.

In the dark room, a candle next to a man emitted a faint light, illuminating the yellowed paper in his hand.

His brows were furrowed, filled with helplessness. A level seven golden corpse was even harder to kill. It seemed that the money was not easy to get.

The death of two gold medal killers is definitely a huge loss for the organization.

They also have a level 7 diamond killer, but the cost of sending it out is too high, so they won’t use it easily. Moreover, the opponent is now a level 7 wizard tower and a level 7 golden corpse. From the last news, the opponent is not completely ignorant, but is one step ahead of them in terms of intelligence. Assassination is basically impossible, and they can only kill by force, but by force!!!

"Forget it. Let's pass the message back now and see what they say. It's just that the loss this time was heavy. The other three people should be from Sand Scorpion. Dolai also captured one. With his ability, I think he can get something out of him."

He lowered his head and carefully sorted out the information in his hands.

The Sand Scorpion Adventure Group is suspected to be the product of the resurgence of the Nightmare Empire. The Dark Guild has records of this, so if the two fight, it is not certain that the Dark Guild will not gain an advantage. The only thing to be afraid of now is that the official Watsonburg will intervene.

Sand Scorpion and Dolai are at war to the death. They didn't take action before, firstly because they didn't have much chance, and secondly because both sides had thought too much and didn't dare to take action in a big way. Now that he has grown up, Sand Scorpion and the others have to take action. But once they take action, all the problems are exposed. That kid is growing too fast.

This news must be reported as soon as possible.

He quickly wrote a note, then took out a small box and put it in.

…

Two hours ago.

On the wasteland outside of Watsonburg, a wizard dressed in black sat in a covered carriage.

He closed his eyes, and the aura of death flowed through his body.

Not long after, he suddenly opened his hands, and there were three glass bottles in his hands. Two of the glass bottles had turned into pieces, and the blood inside had flowed all over the floor. The blood became corrupt, sour and smelly, and soon turned black. Although one of the glass bottles was intact, it already had a hint of decay.

"Hey, it actually failed. Three people, two died. Was this one caught?"

The wizard in black frowned and crushed the bottle in his hand without even thinking.

The bottle shattered instantly and the blood inside flowed out, but the blood was still blood, still red, without any change.

The black-robed wizard's face changed. The other party had sealed the killer, causing the curse to fail. He was in trouble now.

Thinking of this, he stood up, folded the carriage, and quickly disappeared from the spot.

On the empty wasteland, it seemed as if there had never been a carriage, nor a black-robed wizard. It was silent, dead silent, and full of desolation.

…

Summer is a season when all living things are extremely active. It is also the season when villages and towns do their best to guard against wild beasts in the wild. At this time of year every year, towns, cities, and big cities become tense.

Guards and patrols were dispatched everywhere.

Summer is also the harvest season, the busiest season everywhere.

This summer in Watsonburg seemed calm on the surface, but in fact it was turbulent. After Dole was promoted to a seventh-level pharmacist, a series of measures were taken to make the Langt family and the Marcia family surrender. All forces seemed to remain calm on the surface, but in fact there were undercurrents.

The Pharmacists Guild made great changes because of Dole's actions, and other guilds also made a series of changes accordingly, attracting many wizards to participate and compete for talent.

The disputes involved are not something that outsiders should know about.

What was Dolai doing at this time? At this time, he was waiting for news while collecting the scattered Xuan Corpse Worms.

The Sand Scorpion Adventure Group is no longer his main target, but the territory is. He now needs to scout the territory and needs enough Xuan Corpse Worms to use as eyes.

Anyway, the Sand Scorpion Adventure Group’s bases can’t escape for a while, so let them develop for a few days first.

He was determined to conquer the Albis Mountains.

This time he would really have to use Lord Bal, his level seven wizard tower, and the golden corpse. As long as he could investigate the situation clearly and kill one or two of them with lightning speed, the rest would be much easier.

Bal has been sleeping in a small room on the second floor of the wizard tower recently. In his words, he was digesting the food he had eaten some time ago. But what Dolai saw was that a certain mysterious power in this guy was rapidly expanding, and the devouring power seemed to be increasing. It seemed to be the power of other rules.

There is a strange power in the blood of the hellhound. As long as you master the power of the blood, you can control the rules. It has been here in Dolai for so long and has been eating all the time, so the power of its blood has evolved rapidly.

In addition, Ashe was also studying the blood power of the hellhound and produced a lot of blood potions, which brought many conveniences to Baal. This guy's strength was also increasing rapidly.

Dole planned to wait until the documents came down, and then he and Bal would go to the Albis Mountains to conduct reconnaissance.

He had been living a comfortable life these past few days. The two families surrendered and voluntarily gave up their share of beverages, making the business of the Azure Beverage Shop more prosperous. The pharmacist also voluntarily gave up part of his profits.

Dolai was not an unkind person. He allowed their people to join the pharmacist training, but he charged a very high price.

This may not seem like a concession, but in fact it is. You know, those pharmacists are already undergoing systematic training, and they only need an opportunity to grow. If Dolay gives them a few courses, they will probably see rapid growth. The improvement in the pharmacists' abilities is worth it no matter how much money is spent.

Duolai was content to be a stay-at-home guy, not seeing anyone. He accepted the benefits he should accept, did the things he should do, and now he just waited quietly for news.

As for the affairs of the Sand Scorpion Adventure Group, the Glory Wizard Alliance did not give him any information, and Dolai did not ask about it specifically.

It was just an attempted assassination, so Dolai didn't take it seriously.

Soon, another five days passed.

Early morning of August 1st.

When the first rays of sunlight passed through the surrounding mountains outside and entered Wassenburg, the light hit the window.

Dolai opened his eyes, a gleam of light flashing in them.

He got down from the bed and slowly came to the door.

The door opened and Ashe's figure appeared at the door. At the same time, Baal's huge human body slowly walked up from downstairs.

Although he can also use the power of teleportation, he just prefers to walk.

Bal waved at them and said with a smile, "Long time no see."

Dolai said unhappily, "If you sleep less, you can see him every day."

Bal scratched his head. "Whether it's a bloodline beast or an orthodox beast, they all need to rely on sleeping to absorb energy and improve their perception. They are nothing like you humans."

His eyes suddenly turned and he saw the body of the golden corpse. He blinked, and then opened his eyes wide in an instant.

"So this is the aura I sensed a few days ago. Where did you find this ten-thousand-year-old golden corpse? The rules of this land are quite powerful."

He moved his feet and walked over quickly, lying on the golden corpse and sniffing it like a dog.

Dolai and Bal never concealed anything. They said, "It was found in a ruin in the southwest. In addition to the golden corpse, there is also an ancient soul that turned itself into a half-human, half-insect. It is very scary. I estimate that his peak period should be the peak of level eight or level nine. It's just that it has been too long, and his soul essence is declining. Now it is only level six. I almost didn't come back."