Dean held Branck in his hand as he left the manor. He followed the direction that the black mage had escaped to. They jumped over the roofs of the buildings on the street as if they were a group of assassins and thieves wandering on the edge of gray.
After a moment, Dean met the black mage on a building at the edge of the square. He had been caught and one of his arms was cut off. His whole body was bathed in blood. It seemed that he had experienced a fierce battle.
The one holding the black mage was a handsome young man with a golden spear. There were four guards beside him, all of whom had already released their demonic forms. At this moment, they were leading the black mage back the way they came, ready to hand him over to Bolenc to deal with.
The handsome youth and the others were stunned when they saw Dean and Branck. They didn't expect to see their master here.
The black mage who was pretending to be in pain stopped when he saw Dean holding Branck. His eyes were stained with sticky blood. His face was full of surprise. He didn't expect that Dean would succeed! Moreover, they found him so quickly! In this way, he was saved from the pain of being escorted back to be interrogated!
"Master?" The handsome youth looked at Branck who had a gloomy face. He saw the five people behind Branck and saw that they were carrying the lightning filter. He couldn't help but widen his eyes. They soon understood that they had fallen into the enemy's trap.
"How dare you betray the master!" The handsome youth shouted at the five people who were carrying the lightning filter.
The five people's mouths twitched but they didn't answer.
Branck sighed: "You guys, let him go."
Dean smiled: "Smart. You know what I'm going to say."
Branck didn't feel happy when he was praised by Dean. Instead, he felt insulted.
The handsome youth and the four people's faces slightly changed. The handsome youth immediately said: "Master, this person is his accomplice. We can't let him go so easily!" Then he shouted at Dudian: "You let go of my master and I'll let him go. One for one!"
Dudian smiled: "Do you think his life can be compared with your master's?"
The handsome youth sneered: "Since you have found him, it's hard to say whether he's worth the exchange or not!"
"Really?" Dean looked at Bronk: "Your slaves don't seem to care about your life and death. In that case, let them open their eyes. For example, like this …" His palm turned and Bronk's arm was twisted to a hundred and eighty degrees. Kacha! Kacha! The sound of bones breaking echoed.
Blanc screamed in pain, cold sweat dripping down his forehead. "Quick, let him go!"
The handsome youth's face changed. He was shocked. He didn't expect Dean to be so unscrupulous and not afraid to anger him. He wanted to use Dean to torture the hostage face to face and tear off Dean's indifferent mask, but he didn't dare to gamble. Moreover, the chip was his master who had saved his life.
"Get lost!" The handsome youth clenched his teeth and coldly pushed the black mage out. He believed that even if the black mage returned to Dean's side, he would still hold a grudge for today's matter. There would be a gap between the two of them.
The black mage was relieved and quickly trotted in front of Dean. His heart was filled with resentment towards the handsome youth. He was afraid that the latter's attitude would be tough. He felt that Dean would really abandon him. After all, his weight couldn't be compared to Branck's! Fortunately, Branck was afraid of death so he admitted defeat. Otherwise, he would be in real danger today.
"Let them get out of here." Dean said to Branck.
Branck slightly gritted his teeth as he endured the pain and humiliation: "You go back first."
"Master!" The handsome youth couldn't help but call out.
"Be obedient!" Branck's voice was a bit heavier.
The handsome youth slightly gritted his teeth and finally led the four guards to retreat.
"If I find out that you are secretly following me, I won't lose my life but I won't live a comfortable life." Dean carried Branck as he passed by them.
The handsome youth's eyebrows were raised as he looked at Dean's back. He clenched his fists.
"Can you walk by yourself?" Dean looked at the black sorcerer who was limping in front of him after he got rid of the handsome youth and others.
The black mage slightly grinned. There was a bit of pain on his face: "It's okay. Fortunately, you came in time. Otherwise, I would have been killed by those bastards."
Dean nodded slightly: "Since it's okay, you are responsible for carrying the thunder filter. Is there any problem?"
The black mage was stunned. He slightly opened his mouth and looked at him.
Dean didn't seem to be deliberately joking. He looked at the five guards carrying the thunder filter and suddenly realized: "It will be a bit difficult for me to carry it by myself."
"Then leave one to help you." Dean quickly made a decision and said to Branck: "Let four of them go and one will follow."
Branck's face slightly changed: "It's impossible. What if you go back on your words after taking away the filter? Either you release me with them and leave with the filter, or they have to follow! "
"You are not qualified to talk about conditions." Dean coldly said.
Branck stared at him and suddenly took a deep breath: "Really? Don't forget that the filter is in the hands of my people. Your purpose is the thunder filter, right? If something happens to me, my men will smash this Lightning Filter into pieces. You won't get anything then! "
Dean's eyes flashed slightly. He didn't expect him to think of this. Being able to become a member of the wizard council was really not a simple character. His expression was still indifferent, "The destructive thunder filter is not good for anyone …"
"If I'm going to die then why would I care about it?" Branck's expression was very straightforward. He knew that Dean cared about the thunder filter. Even if Dean deliberately tried to hide it, he would be able to see through it. After all, he had been a member of parliament for many years. This was his bargaining chip and even the hope of a comeback. "Everyone takes what they need. You need the thunder filter. I just want to save my life. You want to take me hostage so that you can leave safely. I can assure you that I won't pursue you. But you have to promise me that you won't disturb me and my family in the future."
Dean quietly looked at him for a moment: "Alright, let your people put the lightning filter next to you. Then I'll release you."
Branck frowned: "What if you don't release me after you remove the filter?"
"It's very simple. The thunder filter is such a big object. It will take two people to carry it away. How will I carry the filter if I take you?" Dean indifferently said.
Branck frowned. He pondered for a moment but eventually agreed.
The five guards immediately placed the lightning filter on a stable open space. Dudian asked the black mage to look after the filter. Then he brought Branck to the front of the five guards: "I always keep my word. Let's go."
Branck heaved a sigh of relief. The next moment, he suddenly felt a chill on his back, and a tearing pain came from his chest. He lowered his head and saw a sharp blade piercing through his chest, right where his heart was.
"You!" Branck's eyes were full of panic and despair.
Dean pulled out the Lightning Splitting Blade and pushed Branck towards the five guards. His body was covered in flames. A special blood-colored bone appeared on his forehead. The sun shined down from the sky.
"Die!" Dean's eyes were cold. His blood-colored bone shot out a few rays of light.
The five guards were stunned by the sudden turn of events. When Branck's corpse was pushed in front of them, they rushed forward to catch it in a hurry, hoping that Branck was still alive and could be resuscitated.
But they found that Branck was completely dead.
At the same time, some of them reacted quickly. They were ready to attack Dean but Dean had already entered the Demonic Body state. The rays of light from the blood-colored bone on his forehead pierced through the five guards' foreheads.
Dean felt that his heart was beating a little fiercely, and he even felt a trace of pain. He gasped and his face was pale. He put away the flames on his body, quickly turned around and flew to the front of the Thunder Filter. He said in a hoarse voice, "Let's go!"
The black mage was scared by Dean's attack. He clearly saw that the five guards were killed in an instant. All of their heads were pierced through! That was five dominators!
The black mage was shocked when he heard Dean's hoarse voice. His heart was pounding. Was this the fighting power of the abyss level? No, even in the abyss it should be a very strong existence, right?
He thought in his heart. His hands moved quickly to help Dean move the thunder filter.
Holding the filter, the two rushed forward and left the place in the blink of an eye.
It didn't take long for the two to rush out of the main city of Nile territory. The patrolling guards on the city wall desperately chased after them. But they were soon left behind by their speed. The two kept running forward and stopped after more than an hour. They came to a wilderness near the giant wall. There were low-level mutant beasts everywhere. Their genes were mutated by radiation. Their hair was rotten and their bodies were oozing pus.
The black mage gasped for breath. After putting the thunder filter on the ground, he didn't care about his image. He sat on the ground. One of his arms was cut off. He only had one arm to hold the thunder filter. It was even more strenuous.
"Huff, huff, why didn't you agree with him? If we took the thunder filter, they would leave obediently. They wouldn't dare to offend us. So we wouldn't have to suffer. I guess the lord of Nile has been alarmed. We are definitely wanted criminals in his territory. "The black mage said while gasping for breath.
Dean sat next to him. His chest was slightly heaving up and down. There was some sweat sliding down his cheeks. He wiped it and said in a bad mood, "Of course it would be the best. But how could Branco be willing to let us take the thunder filter? Once I release him, all he has to do is coordinate with his five guards to attack the Thunder Filter, and we will have no choice but to protect the Thunder Filter. At that time, the initiative will be in their hands. Once we are in a stalemate, the other guards and the Lord of Nile will arrive, and even more powerful figures will be alerted. Our plan will fall short of success, and we will also be exposed! "
The black mage was stunned. After listening to Dean's words, he realized that it was indeed a very dangerous thing. It was difficult to guarantee that Branco wouldn't go crazy and attack the thunder filter to pin them down.
"You are very thoughtful." The black mage took a deep breath and said with a trace of admiration.
The more contact he had with Dean, in addition to the initial fear and anger, he now had more admiration and awe for Dean. Dean made him deeply understand what it meant by 'the younger generation will surpass the older'!
Strong fighting power wasn't terrible. What was terrible was the mind and the ruthlessness!
At this time, Dean's breathing gradually stabilized. He stood up and took off his black robe, including his boots. Then a magical flame appeared between his palms. It looked very magical. Like a magician, he burned the black robe and boots in his hands. Then he looked at the black mage and said, "Take off your clothes and eliminate the smell. Get ready to go."
The black mage saw Dean's magical flame ability. He couldn't help but think of the scene where Dean shot down the five rulers in one breath. His eyelids twitched slightly. It was the first time he had seen such a magical ability. He had never heard of it before.
Suddenly, his heart shivered.
Dean noticed the change in the black mage's eyes. He said indifferently, "It seems that you have guessed it."
The black mage was stunned. "What?"
"My identity." Dean looked at him with a smile that wasn't a smile.
The black mage's whole body was covered in cold sweat, but his face changed from a daze to a confused one. "What identity?"
"You don't need to act. Your body has made an honest response." Dean smiled. "Since you have guessed it, then you should know that I can do anything here."
The black mage reluctantly smiled. "Elder, you must be joking."
"Let's go." Dean grabbed the lightning filter and stretched out the Split Wing on his back. He carried the lightning filter on his back and flew forward.
The black mage looked at Dean's back and quickly followed. His heart was filled with other thoughts. The more he thought about it, the more his blood surged.
That night.
There was a small town on the outer edge of the Phoenix Lord. The town wasn't big. There were only three or four rich families in it. They had a huge manor. The land in the town was cheap, so several families had built their manors. In terms of land area, they were not inferior to the Bourne family in the Phoenix Lord City.
At this moment, in one of the manors, the dim yellow light illuminated the wallpapered hall, making it look somewhat old. A few servants, as well as a few well-dressed women and young men, cowered in the corner of the hall, shivering.
The black mage sat on the sofa and let a young maid peel an apple for him. The maid's hand that was holding the knife kept shaking. The apple was almost peeled to the core.
"Stupid girl, you're courting death!" The black mage was very thirsty. He looked at the apple that was peeled to the size of an orange. He couldn't help but roll his eyes. He raised his hand and was ready to slap the maid. If he really got it, with the maid's physique, her entire jaw would probably be dislocated.
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