The hall was very dark, with candlelight flickering slightly nearby.
Fowles looked at the many dark wizards gathered below, nodded, and a hint of satisfaction appeared on his face.
The dark wizards who can stand here have at least the strength of a first-level illusion wizard. There is no doubt that they are the elite dark wizards of the entire Dark Wizard Alliance.
"Bordoin, are you feeling better?" Fowles turned his head and looked at the tall middle-aged man next to him. The middle-aged man was Bordoin, a second-level wizard and one of the pillars of the Dark Wizard Alliance.
"It's okay, nothing serious."
Bordeaux's face was a little pale, but his complexion was good and his breathing was steady, so he didn't look seriously ill.
"I'm glad you're okay." Fowles nodded. He seemed to have thought of something and laughed softly, saying, "This time, it is God who is blessing our Dark Wizard Alliance."
"In Doomsday Ridge, many wizard leaders of wizard organizations were seriously injured or even died, causing great damage to the strength of those wizard organizations. Bordoin, you only suffered a minor injury, and Lilia and I were not injured at all. Compared with other wizard organizations, this is really a kind of luck."
"In that case, we will naturally expand the power of the Dark Wizard Alliance while the high-level combat power of those wizard organizations is damaged and they are shrinking their defense."
Fowles said this, took a deep breath, sighed, and said: "All this... is really a pleasant surprise."
A black nightingale flew over, and with a puff of air and a flash of smoke, the nightingale turned into a girl in a gorgeous windbreaker.
"I'm late." Lilia wrinkled her small nose and said, "Since we have gathered all the elite wizards of the Dark Wizard Alliance, let's set off like this."
"Indeed, we should set off as well."
Fowles agreed.
Then, Fowles began to send out powerful dark wizards one after another to sweep the surrounding wizard organizations.
"Carmen..."
"Roger..."
"Babbitt..."
"Sorapit..."
As Fowles continued to send out those dark wizards, soon there were fewer wizards in the entire hall and it became empty.
Fowles then sent out the following men.
"Caimen..."
"Andrew, your mission is..."
Fowles suddenly frowned, raised his voice and said, "Andrew!"
Andrew didn't show up here?
Fowles's face looked a little ugly.
"I remember that Andrew received a mission to attack a small base of the Wizarding Academy Alliance not long ago. This mission is not difficult and he can handle it. He should be back now." Bordoin said on the side with a hint of doubt in his voice.
Squeak.
At this moment, the door of the hall suddenly opened slowly.
A figure walked in, and Fowles, Lilia and the others saw that he was Andrew.
"Andrew, don't you know that we are going to gather here today? Why are you here just now?" Bordoin's face darkened slightly.
Andrew had a strange expression on his face. He was pale, and his body was staggering as he walked slowly forward. His forehead was covered with large beads of sweat.
“Andrew, what’s wrong with you!”
Bordeaux's face looked very ugly and he started to scold loudly.
Andrew didn't say anything, but he had a strange expression on his face that seemed to be a smile but also contained deep fear.
Soon, Fowles and Bordeaux saw the scene behind Andrew.
Corpse.
Lots of dead bodies.
Blood kept flowing and the ground was covered with corpses. Those corpses were the dark wizards who had just left.
Maureen waved his hand, sending out a burst of infernal fire that burned the last struggling dark wizard to ashes.
Footsteps sounded, and Morin slowly walked into the hall.
"Let me introduce myself." Morin looked at Fowles and Lilia, who were already in a daze in the hall, as well as the other dark wizards, and said with a slight smile, "I am Morin."
"Maureen Olson."
Maureen's voice kept echoing around.
The dark wizards around finally reacted. They looked at Morin with vigilance and fear in their eyes.
"Oh? It's you, you little guy?" Lilia tilted her head with an amusement look on her face.
"Maureen..."
Fowles stared at Morin. After a moment, he suddenly laughed softly and said, "Molin, Morin, it's been a long time."
"It's been a long time, Fowles." Morin's black wizard robe fell to the ground, and a strange light appeared in his eyes. He said, "Our cooperation has not been very pleasant."
"Yes, it is indeed very unpleasant. Many of our people have died because of you."
Fowles nodded and said, "It's just that, Maureen, you are really stupid to come here alone."
"You are Morin, you killed all those black wizards outside, right?" Bordoin looked at Morin unkindly and said, "I feel the fluctuation of the shielding magic circle. It seems that you have made preparations for the action."
"But no matter how well prepared you are, it will be useless when facing a second-level wizard."
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a torrent of strange birds rushed out from Bordoin's body. The torrent of birds soon filled the entire space, and then the torrents rushed towards Morin.
"What a ridiculous and ignorant wizard." Bordoin stretched out his hand and gently shook it in the direction of Morin.
With a bang, a burst of red flames exploded and suddenly burned fiercely.
It's over.
Bordoin thought so.
Suddenly, the expression on his face froze, and he immediately felt something was wrong.
Only then did Bordoin realize that his body was extremely weak and he had been cursed and poisoned by a strange poison without knowing it.
"Damn it!" Bordeaux cursed loudly. With the corner of his eye, he saw the alchemical puppet's body move and then disappear into the void silently.
Bordeaux was about to take out the curse and poison, but he suddenly felt a pain in his chest.
He lowered his head and saw that a strong arm had penetrated his body, and in the palm of the hand was holding his heart that was beating with blood.
Bordeaux stared at the scene blankly, making a hoarse sound from his mouth and could no longer utter a complete syllable.
Morin had appeared not far from him at some point, one hand sank into the void, and grabbed Bordoin's heart from a distance.
Phew.
Morin exerted a little force with his palm and crushed the heart directly.
Bordeaux's body stiffened and he fell straight to the ground, becoming a corpse.
With the death of Bordoin, the torrent of witchcraft birds and the ball of red flame in the hall were swallowed up completely by the sudden appearance of black and red flames.
Morin slowly withdrew his hand, his expression was very indifferent. What Morin showed just now was the witchcraft characteristics he mastered after gradually becoming familiar with his second-level wizard power, which came from the Mirage of the Void.
It seems that the effect is still good now.
There was silence all around. The dark wizards looked at Morin quietly, completely speechless.
"Second-level wizard."
"You are actually a second-level wizard."
Lilia no longer had the relaxed look she had just now. Fowles had a grim look on his face as he slowly uttered these words.
"Yes, I am already a second-level wizard."
Morin shrugged, laughed, and said, "Fowles, Lilia, it's time to settle the accounts between us."
Maureen's low laughter echoed throughout the hall.
An alchemical puppet emerged beside him. Its body seemed to be looming and it emitted an ominous aura. Blood was slowly dripping from the alchemical puppet's arm, which had turned into a sharp sword.
Looking at Morin and the alchemical puppet, Lilia and Fowles looked at each other and saw a deep solemnity in each other's eyes.
Huh~~~ "Maureen, Maureen Olsen." Lilia whispered Maureen's name.
Fowles moved his body, and instantly burst out with powerful wizard energy, casting a powerful spell! "Maureen Olsen!"
…………
The door of the hall was closed, and faintly, there were the screams of many wizards and the hissing of a giant snake.
The smell of blood in the air became stronger and stronger, and finally, with a loud bang, the entire headquarters of the Dark Wizards Union collapsed to the ground.
All the buildings burned in flames, then turned into ruins and ashes.
…………
The wizards gradually learned the news.
No one knew what had happened, but the entire Dark Wizard Alliance suddenly suffered a fatal blow. Not only did all the elite dark wizards die, but even the three powerful second-level wizards could not escape and died.
This was undoubtedly earth-shattering news. You know, he was a level two wizard, the most top wizard in the entire Parsis subcontinent.
The wizards were speculating on the reasons for the deaths of those second-level wizards, but they had no clues and could only make random guesses.
However, what is certain is that with the death of three second-level wizards and many members of the Dark Wizard Alliance, the Dark Wizard Alliance will no longer exist. It will disintegrate into countless dark wizard organizations, or produce countless lone dark wizards in the western part of the Parsis subcontinent.
The wizard organizations next to the dark wizard breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the high-level and elite members of the Black Wizard Alliance were all dead. Otherwise, according to the recent actions of the Black Wizard Alliance, it would not be long before they would have to endure the crazy attacks of the Black Wizard Alliance. After all, everyone knew that the strength of the Black Wizard Alliance had not been damaged much.
Wizards have different thoughts about the demise of the Dark Wizards Union. Some even want to go to the headquarters of the Dark Wizards Union to see if there are any precious witchcraft materials or advanced paid subject knowledge. Unfortunately, there is nothing.
The other wizards were discussing this matter enthusiastically, but it had little to do with Morin.
In a small town.
Maureen was walking down the stairs slowly. He looked calm and had a faint smile on his face.
After killing Fowles, Lilia, and all the dark wizards, Morin collected all the valuable and precious things in the entire Dark Wizard Alliance and put them into the Void Pocket. Then he left the headquarters of the Dark Wizard Alliance and settled down in this small town.
He suffered a minor injury but is all right now.
Maureen's appetite was whetted. He tapped the counter with his fingers and said, "Bring up the best food. I want two servings."
"Dear guest, OK, OK."
The hotel owner was stunned for a moment, then smiled and nodded quickly.