Wizard of science

After hearing what Hale said, Fokker was obviously stunned. Then he frowned, held the sword at his waist, took a deep breath and asked, "Are you sure? Are you sure you won't cooperate?"

"You are the only one who dares to ask me to cooperate? Are you the only one who is qualified to examine me?" Hale's tone remained unchanged, his face became colder, and he looked at Fokker and said, "I don't know better than you whether there are spots in lunatic disease? Give it to me immediately. I'll get out of here, or don't blame me for taking action!"

"Swipe!"

With a sound, Fokker drew out his sword, held it tightly, pointed at Hale, and became angry: "Dismount immediately and get checked! Otherwise, don't blame me for taking action!"

"Ha!" Hale laughed, looking at Falk as if he was watching a joke.

Laughing, his eyes became cold, staring at Fokker's face, as if he wanted to remember every detail.

The next moment, Falk stepped closer and wanted to pull Hale off his horse.

Hale suddenly raised his hand, grabbed Fokker from a distance, and uttered a strange syllable: "Barking - Goode!"

As he was taking a step, Fok's expression suddenly changed. He felt his throat suddenly swelled up, blocking his trachea, his breathing was blocked, and he was suffocated.

His eyes widened and he clutched at his neck, trying to regain his breath, but he couldn't.

Finally, he took a few steps with difficulty, looked straight at Hale, and fell to the ground with a "plop", no longer breathing.

The soldiers around were shocked. Some of them didn't know what was happening. They just saw Fokker falling to the ground and quickly gathered around. Some of them drew their weapons vigilantly and alerted Hale.

Hale sneered: "I don't know whether to live or die! Since you want to die, I will help you!"

He took a deep breath and glanced at everyone around him. His eyes were as sharp as arrows, trying to remember everyone's faces. The next moment he looked back at the dead body of Fokker and shouted, it was still weird as before. syllable.

"Barking-Gude!"

The sound was so loud that it was like thunder on the ground.

The bodies of the people around him were shaken, and then they all grabbed their necks with their hands in horror, finding that their breathing was blocked and they couldn't suck in any air no matter how hard they tried.

The expression of fear spread on everyone's face, and death passed quickly among the crowd.

The soldiers and passers-by who gathered around stared wide-eyed, fell to the ground one after another, and suffocated to death.

Hale's side was instantly empty.

"Hmph." Hale curled his lips disdainfully.

At this time, several soldiers who had not gathered in the distance realized that something was wrong. Some of them had fled in fear, shouting "Wizard, it's a wizard" and ran further and further away.

But there were still a few people who showed angry expressions when they saw their dead companions. Instead of rushing forward, they took off the long bows on their backs, loaded the arrows with them, and drew them full force.

"Boohoo!"

As soon as his hand was released, several arrows flew towards Hale quickly.

Hale made a fist with his right hand, and a red light flashed. His entire arm turned red, and the skin cracked. In the cracks, thick, orange-red blood could be seen slowly flowing, like magma underground.

Spells: Burning Hands.

Hale waved his transformed right hand, and several arrows flying near him automatically burned in the air, turning into ashes in the blink of an eye.

Several attacking soldiers saw this scene and couldn't help but want to retreat, but Hale obviously had no intention of letting it go.

He clenched his right hand again and opened it to several soldiers. A few sparks flew out of his palm, like fireflies, flying unsteadily and flickering to the soldiers' side and landing on their clothes.

For a moment, the sparks that were about to extinguish at any moment suddenly surged, like spring water spurting out of the eye of a needle, and a large amount of flowing flames gush out, covering the soldiers' bodies and igniting them all.

"Ah, fire!"

"So hot!"

"Burn to death!"

The soldiers screamed and struggled wildly, but they couldn't escape the flames.

Within a few seconds, the sound disappeared and the soldier died, turning into a charred corpse on the ground.

Hale withdrew his gaze coldly, and now no one dared to stop him.

"You're asking for trouble." Hale shook his head slightly and said, and the next moment he entered White Pine City with a slap on the horse's ass. Followed closely, passing through the city and running towards the north of Baisong City.

…

In a blink of an eye, it’s afternoon.

Hale rode the modified horse and galloped in the forest north of White Pine City.

He held the horse's reins with one hand and held a crystal ball in the other.

Inside the crystal ball, light blue light emitted, flashing continuously, as if guiding the direction.

According to the guidance, Hale continued to adjust the direction of the horse and continued deeper into the forest.

One minute, two minutes, ten minutes...

After a moment, the light inside the crystal ball flashed, and the color became much darker.

Hale pulled the horse's reins hard, and the horse's front legs were raised high, kicked and stepped down hard several times, creating two shallow pits on the spot.

In the rising dust, Hale quickly put away the crystal ball, turned over and dismounted, and glanced around sharply.

He whispered to himself: "According to the instructions, it should be here... Why can't I find it..."

"Is it hidden?"

"But...can you hide it?"

The grass not far away moved slightly.

Hale sneered and stretched out his left hand. It turned purple and black to the naked eye, as if it had been severely frostbitten, and there was a faint white cold air exuding on the surface of the skin.

Spell·Hand of Frost.

With a flick of his purple-black finger, the moisture in the surrounding air quickly gathered and condensed, turning into several ice picks and shooting towards the grass quickly.

"Puff!"

The sound of piercing flesh was heard.

Hale curled up the corner of his mouth, walked closer with big steps, and pushed aside the grass, but his face turned dark.

He saw that there was no person hiding in the grass at all, only a fat and big white rabbit.

Several ice picks pierced the body of the white rabbit, leaving him dying, staring at Hale with innocent eyes.

The muscles on Hale's face twisted unnaturally. He reached out and grabbed the white rabbit's head and twisted it hard.

"Crack!"

The White Rabbit is completely dead.

Hale threw the body away as if throwing away garbage, and stood up coldly.

"What's going on? The crystal ball clearly shows that the target is here, why not? Is there something wrong?"

Frowning, Hale took out the crystal ball again, looked at it carefully, and looked further north. Compared with before, he was no longer so sure, and guessed: "Is it going to be further away, okay... …”

Taking a deep breath, Hale tried to calm down, mounted his horse again, and continued heading north.

…

As soon as Hale left, Li He and Devil Alex appeared behind a nearby tree.

A red bead was held in Li He's hand. The fluorescent red light released from the bead was like a layer of gauze covering the two of them, cutting off the breath and allowing them to blend perfectly with the surroundings.

Looking at Hale leaving, Alex blinked and said, "Master, did that person just bring trouble?"

"possible."

"But he was competing with a rabbit with a serious face. He looked more like an idiot."

"It's very possible."

"Well……"

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