Looking at the spells roaring towards him under his feet, Wutong smiled, and Azard also smiled. Even when they reached their level, even if they couldn't stop it, there would definitely be a way to dodge. Azard was also within the spell coverage, and he didn't see him at all worried.

The teams formed by the casters below are not members of a single force, but are formed by various forces gathered in the [Otherente] fortress. If there are fewer people, or more, dozens of people are already the limit of these forces. It is not easy to raise a mage.

Moreover, the strength of mages is almost all piled up by gold coins. The benefits that can be obtained by using a resource on one mage are completely different from those used on ten mages. Whether it is quantity or quality is a difficult thing to decide. The strength of these mages does not pose much threat to mages like Wutong and Aishad who have surpassed the general mage system.

Few players can raise mages on a large scale like "Secret Shadow". The team structure is different, so they cannot imitate the successful model of "Secret Shadow". It is obvious that "Secret Shadow", which was almost committed to the early stage, has already passed the most difficult period. Those mages who spent a lot of money to cultivate have begun to turn losses into profits for "Secret Shadow" and produce a lot of benefits.

It is not that there are no forces who want to poach mature mages from "Secret Shadow" for nothing. Although it requires a terrifying liquidated damages and compensation, it takes a lot of gold coins to cultivate a mage, but not just gold coins can be cultivated. Therefore, even if you pay the liquidated damages, it is a good deal for those forces.

But the problem is that the number of mages who were successfully poached is very rare. They are used to eating delicacies. Who can stand it if you let him eat steamed buns three times a day?

"Secret Shadow", which has mastered a large amount of resources in the aspect of secret methods, has this kind of confidence. He is not afraid that the mages under his command will betray them. "Secret Shadow" gives them even higher, and coupled with the unparalleled resources and environment, it can be said that whoever leaves will be foolish.

Other kingdoms are not without mage institutions like the Vinaen Mage Group in the Kingdom of Andele, but they are not like Andele. They are in the hands of a player's power. If players in the mage profession want to improve their strength, they can only rely on their own thinking. Without inheritance, they can at most become a wild mage with limited achievements.

The secret atmosphere and environment that has been formed in "Secret Shadow" can be regarded as the most easily accessible secret mechanism at the player level. Just imagine, that mage player would give up such a good environment and go to hang out with some small forces? Wouldn't that cut off one's future?

A large spell cluster flashed through the two of them, and they passed through them without even touching a hair. Wutong looked at the stunned mage players below with interest, raised her head and smiled, "Hey, Lao Ai, are you level 4?"

"To be precise, it should be level 5. I think if I kill you, maybe I can advance to level 6."

Players of the Elf Clan usually have a good face. Aishad smiled gracefully and waved the wooden staff in his hand that looked very special. Wutong suddenly became depressed. The stairs were always filled with Wutong's speechless pain.

It doesn't matter when it is low, and the gap will not appear very big. However, as the level increases, his advancement speed becomes slower and more difficult, far less than those single-type mages. In terms of "height" and "width", he can only choose the "width" that has achieved a little success. As for "height", he can't count on "height".

Azard was actually a high-level mage at level 5, and from what he meant, it seemed that he was in the peak state of level 5. It only takes one opportunity to advance again, and the other party obviously planned to use him as a "wistling stone".

Wutong, who finally reached level 4, had not been proud for a long time. Only when the news was blocked did he realize that among the casters at his level, he was the latest to enter level 4. For example, the "Elf Mage" in "Blue Flame", Jiang Nan Huayue, "The Paladin" in "Elf Mage", "The Elf Mage" in "The Paladin" in "The Troll Witcher", "The Three Days of Life and other magical super-plays have surpassed him early, but he, the lazy zodiac mage who has no concern for external affairs, has never known it.

But then again, the higher the rank, the more difficult it is to advance. Although he is a little slower in advance, he may have a chance to catch up. With his situation, once he catches up with them, he will be an invincible existence at the same level, and there is no need to underestimate himself.

"Okay, since that's the case, let's fight! Maybe I can borrow your light and advance to the next level!"

Wutong was excited to roll the bar and roll the robe sleeves, intending to verify the achievements he had obtained after being in seclusion for a long time. After obtaining the Dragon Treasure, he burned a lot. If the butler and the others had stopped him and strictly controlled his "pocket money" and wanted to use the funds for the comprehensive construction of Xin'an Deer, Wutong, who had spent all the "pocket money", would not have been so anxious to run out to find food.

The butler and the others were used to it. Although every time they released the Wutong, they would cause trouble, they could not support him at home. They could only release him out to "find" him every time he started to cause trouble for the guild's funds.

The eldest sister has strictly formulated a "pocket money" system for Wutong. The "pocket money" he has obtained outside must be handed over 60% every time, and the rest can only be used by themselves. According to the amount of "pocket money" he has obtained, it must be increased by 20% as appropriate.

Just like this time in the Dragon Treasure, the eldest sister was very cruel to everything, and cut down 90% of the money, leaving 10% for Wutong. Although the amount was still very terrifying, it could not withstand Wutong's speed of burning money. When the management members of the family decisively bombarded him when he ran to apply for funds, otherwise how could they let him go so easily and not be beaten by the eldest sister's head with a whip and dealt with heavy affairs at home.

This made Wutong feel very depressed. It was obviously the gold coins he earned, so Mao also had to establish two parts: "guild use" and "personal use" that clearly distinguished public and private. It seems that he had to find a way to save "private money", otherwise he would be kicked out pennilessly every time, which would be too shameless.

"Are you sure you want to fight alone in such an environment?"

Azard pointed to the chaotic environment below: "Why should we find a quiet place and then fight?"

Wutong rolled her eyes: "If you want to attract hatred, just say it, you will lead me away, and my [Black Dragon Armored Guard] will belong to you, right?"

Aishad, who was seen through, was sweating. At their level, it was hard to say how big it would affect him when he fought. He was a person in his own camp and could not harm his own people. So with the idea of ​​attracting Wutong away, this monster was like a time bomb that could explode at any time.

"As for the following little wizards"

Wutong pointed at the bottom with a smile: "No need to worry, they won't interfere with us!"

Aishad looked down and immediately sweated wildly. A girl appeared from the mage group of their camp. She was waving her dagger happily and stabbing the mages. She found Wutong and the others looking at her, and there was still time to wave to them. The mages' counterattack was like setting off fireworks, and they didn't work at all.

Aishad, stunned, said in surprise: "[Mage Killer]? Mu, the monster profession you found from there?"

Wutong shrugged, it was hard to describe it! Azard didn't do anything, and he was happy to watch the fun. Anyway, he was here to make trouble. His four [Black Dragon Armored Guards] were sabotaging the ground. People were not in a hurry. He was so anxious?

He also saw that Aishad, who belonged to the other party's camp, seemed to be in Cao's camp and was somewhat indifferent to Han. He looked like he was restraining him in the sky, but in fact he was also swaying around without any effort. Judging from his appearance, he wanted the players below to die a little more.

The world of super players is very complicated. Wutong has always been too lazy to study it. While guarding against the group of underground race players below who have not been moved, he watched two [Black Dragon Armor Guards] chase the big players around like sheep, while the other two fought with the girl Flower Knight and the Dark Knight.

Zara and Wood have not made any noise, and they don’t know what information they have heard. If you can, just drag it for a while.

While talking nonsense with Azard, Wutong looked around and looked at the situation in the [Otherente] Fortress from the air. In the core, the skeleton warriors still had no movement. They were busy working on their own work step by step, turning a blind eye to the players who were fighting. Obviously, they were proclaiming themselves as the [Blood Lord] Blood Soul Destroying Spirit and did not intend to interfere.

This kind of behavior of enemies who have entered their own nests is as stable as Mount Tai. Wutong looks very strange, but he doesn't know why he did this. He shouted the slogan "Who builds it, who owns it." No matter from that perspective, he can't see what benefits he can get here.

"Hey, Lao Ai, you said we are always talking in the sky like this. It's too fake, right? Should we use a few spells to show that we exist? By the way, you are working for that force again? You can steal it so obviously, right?"

As he was talking, Wutong suddenly saw the girl from the underground race. She suddenly took out a huge black war crossbow and aimed at Xiaoxiao, who was blessing the natural magic technique of the four [Black Dragon Armor Guards] below. She couldn't help but be shocked. Although she was not worried about Xiaoxiao's safety, she couldn't watch her shoot Xiaoxiao with the crossbow arrow, right?

Wutong waved her staff, and a huge [flaming magic ball] suddenly formed in the air, expanding into a black and red sewing ball several meters in radius, emitting an astonishing high heat and smashing it to the position of the underground race players below!
Chapter completed!