The Warlocks of the Fire Feces School had a very powerful deterrence in the group of players. This was not because they were too strong, but because these people had no bottom line.
Looking at the other players who all took a step back, the Warlock who introduced himself smiled helplessly and said, "Don't worry, my hands are very clean, and I wash them several times a day."
"I know your hands are clean, but that doesn't mean I'm not afraid," a player explained. "Brother, when we really fight later, please make sure you throw your feces a little further away, don't throw it next to me."
The other players nodded repeatedly, deeply feeling that this player was quite right.
"Of course I can be a little more careful, but there are a lot of fire feces players coming over this time, and with so many people, it's impossible for all the players to throw very accurately."
The players on the side began to shiver.
The image of the maggot Warlocks flying and firing in unison a year ago was still the top ten famous scenes in the game World of Falan.
It even far surpassed the second most popular scene with twice the number of views.
This image had even spread throughout the online world, and anyone who had seen it would express deep admiration for this scene and then offer their knees.
Just as this group of people were chatting, more and more human-powered planes fell from the sky.
More and more players walked to the coastline, wet.
They grouped freely, gathered together in twos and threes, and set off in the same direction.
About a day later, in the city of Tebesia, where the Spatial Magic Tower was located.
The black cat Maromatha came out of her little house, looked at the sun in the sky, and pulled the hooded beast over her head.
The sun in the desert was very hot, and if one didn't pay attention to defense, even a professional woman's skin would be greatly affected.
Walking down the familiar street, Maromatha sighed. She was a little worried about Roland and Marilyn, the white cat. She heard that they had something with the elders of the Spatial Magic Tower, and she didn't know what the situation was now.
Yesterday she went to ask her mentor, but her mentor wasn't willing to say anything and just told her not to worry so much.
It seemed that things weren't too good.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but sigh again.
Taking a few steps forward, she suddenly saw three professionals with very different temperaments coming out of the corner of the street.
The other party was human, but very different from the human professionals Maromatha had seen.
Generally, human professionals, especially mercenaries, had a fierce aura around them. However, these three professionals were clearly dressed as mercenaries, but they gave off a scholarly feeling.
However, there seemed to be a hidden sense of humor in this scholarly temperament, giving people a rather contradictory feeling.
Maromatha observed the three for a few seconds and then looked away, for she knew that there were good and bad human professionals, but most professionals would have some rather troublesome desires when they saw female werecats.
Just as she moved her gaze away, the other three professionals turned their gazes towards her.
They began to whisper to each other.
The werecats had very sensitive hearing and could hear sounds from far away. They also heard their conversation.
"Look, a lone Mage in a gray robe. He should be from the Spatial Magic Tower. Should we catch him?"
"Wait, there's no red mark on his head, so he shouldn't be our enemy. It's not good to capture him."
"Then we should at least get some information. He's a Space Mage. It doesn't matter if he's an enemy or not, we can still get some information out of him. "
"Makes sense. Let's go over quietly."
Hearing this, Maromatha froze. Who were these three people? This was the Spatial Magic Tower, and they were actually going to kidnap a Space Mage in such a place.
And it seemed that they wanted to harm the Spatial Magic Tower!
Maromatha's expression turned cold.
She looked around. There were pedestrians everywhere, and if they fought here, they would hurt the innocent. Let's take them to a less crowded place first.
Maromatha pretended to be unaware and turned in from a side path.
Although she didn't look back, the sensitive hearing of the werecats still allowed her to hear the footsteps of these three people, who were about fifteen meters behind her.
Sure enough, they followed her.
Maromatha quickened her pace slightly.
About five minutes later, Maromatha stopped in a barren sandy area, then she turned and looked at the three opposing professionals.
"It seems that we've been spotted by them. The enemy is very smart to have lured us to a place like this."
"Strike first and gain the upper hand, the Three Talents Formation!"
"I don't think there's any rush. Negotiate first. Communication is the foundation of everything. "
Maromatha snorted. She pulled off the hood on her head, revealing the cat ears and face to the other party. At the same time, she said coldly, "Don't think so much. I've just sent a magic message to the pickets. They'll be here soon. All you can do is surrender obediently."
As she spoke, she noticed that the other three were stunned and thought it was normal.
She thought it was a normal reaction for hunters to discover that they had become prey.
However … the next moment, the reaction of these three people refreshed her worldview.
"My, my, my god!" The first to shout seemed to be a Warrior. "A cat-girl, a living cat-girl, where's my comb, where's my mirror? I'm going to hit on her! "
"Her ears can move, it's a real cat-girl." The Magic-looking professional somersaulted three times in the air, then was so excited that he was incoherent. "I-I-WE're going to take down the Spatial Magic Tower and capture the beautiful cat-girl alive."
And the other rushed to Maromatha and knelt on one knee in front of her.
Maromatha was so frightened that she took a step back several steps.
Then she heard the professional who was on one knee say affectionately, "Beautiful lady, I've fallen in love with you at first sight. Can we be friends, the kind with marriage as a prerequisite?"
That was so shocking that it was even suspected of sexual harassment.
Maromatha subconsciously sent out a spatial bubble.
Spatial bubble was a low-level spell. Even with Maromatha's strength, she could easily cast it instantaneously.
And the kneeling man didn't dodge or dodge, simply letting the spatial cannon hit his face.
He flew back more than two meters, rolled three times on the ground, and passed out.
Seeing that their companion had passed out, the other two professionals rushed up, each grabbing one of the unconscious man's legs and running away, shouting at the same time, "Just you wait, we'll be back."
Then the three of them disappeared into the distance.
What the hell?
Puzzled, Maromatha froze for a moment. Then she came to the academy and met one of her mentors.
Although the Spatial Magic Tower had a sea of major schools, under normal circumstances, other schools of magic also had to be learned, so the Spatial Magic Tower also had specialists of other schools as mentors here.
The Otherworldly Master that Maromatha met now was teaching her defensive magic.
Seeing that Maromatha didn't look well, the mentor asked what was going on and if there was anything wrong with her.
Maromatha recounted what had just happened, and the mentor smiled. "There are too many of us humans, and there are always some people who are weird. There are countless simpletons like this who say they want to blow up the Magic Tower in the street. Don't worry too much about it, just study hard."
Since the mentor said so, Maromatha certainly didn't take what had just happened seriously. She finished today's lessons at school and then walked home on foot.
On her way home, she suddenly discovered that a lot of professionals had appeared around the street, and many of them were pointing at her.
"What happened?"
Maromatha felt that something wasn't quite right.
Then she realized that the group was staring at her.
All of them had strange expressions.
Maromatha felt that something wasn't right, and she was about to leave when she saw someone throw out a scroll and then throw it on the ground.
A small-scale Dimensional Anchor suddenly enveloped Maromatha, and then several female professionals rushed up. They were quite fast.
Because Maromatha was startled by the Dimensional Anchor, spatial magic couldn't be used, and other magic didn't remember to be used because she was nervous.
As a result, she was directly caught by four female Warriors, and before she could make a sound, a black sack was stuffed inside.
Her eyes suddenly went dark, and Maromatha wanted to use magic, but there were no magic elements responding to her, which made her more and more nervous.
She struggled in the sack, but how could her strength compare to that of the four Warriors?
She was tossed around in the darkness for who knew how long. After all, it was difficult to prepare time in a completely dark environment.
When the mouth of the sack was opened, Maromatha, who had been surrounded by darkness for nearly an hour, cried out.
When she called for help, her voice was low, but it was still pleasant to hear.
She called out several times but didn't hear anyone respond. Then she glanced around and found that there were at least a hundred professionals around her.
These professionals, all of them, looked at her with glowing eyes.
"What a beautiful catgirl, don't scare her."
"That's great, this catgirl isn't our enemy, so she should be valuable in instigating defection?"
"Let's not care about anything else. She doesn't have a red mark on her, so she should be well protected. This is the first catgirl we've seen."
"That pair of black cat short ears looks so beautiful, I love them."
"Brothers, how much money do you think it will take to marry this catgirl?"
"Stop dreaming, do you think she'll like you?"
These people all talked at once, saying a lot of things, and the catgirl was scared out of her wits.
Looking at her pitiful appearance, a female player next to her came up and said, "Beautiful kitty, don't be afraid, we won't hurt you. We just want to know some information about the Spatial Magic Tower."
Maromatha looked at the long whip in the female player's hand, which had a red dark mark like blood on it.
She immediately said from the bottom of her heart, "Ask away, I'll answer you all I know."
The people next to her looked at each other and smiled.
The female player from before continued, "How many Legends are there in your Spatial Magic Tower?"
"Including the Great Elder, there are now six."
The female Warrior stroked the black cat's head. "Not bad, very good. Then let me ask another question, how many official Mages are there in your Magic Tower?"
"Probably two hundred," the catgirl said in a low voice.
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