The guard captain breathed a sigh of relief and quietly stood aside.
All the magicians also looked at the purple-robed magician at the entrance of the magic tower, and they saluted respectfully: "I have met the president."
Richard, chairman of the Mage Tower Elders Group, president of the Los Empire Magician Guild, the current owner of the Mage Tower, and one of the most powerful people in the Los Empire.
If Crassus was the founder of the Mage Tower, giving magicians all over the world a place of pilgrimage and advancement, then Richard was the one who made the Mage Tower one of the twin towers of the Los Empire, working closely with the military. Keeping pace with each other has greatly improved the magician's status.
Mag narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Richard. This man was inescapably involved in that incident. Without his order, there would never have been so many magicians in the Mage Tower.
Richard was tall, wearing a purple mage robe. His white hair was meticulously combed back, but his beard was as black as ink. He stood at the door of the mage tower and looked at Crassus with a calm face. He seemed not surprised and also There was no surprise at all, as if it had been expected.
The magicians at the entrance of the mage tower were also quiet. No one dared to make a sound, but no one left. They looked at Crassus and Richard carefully.
There have been rumors about the discord between Crassus and Richard in the Mage Tower for a long time, but Crassus has faded out of the management of the Mage Tower in recent years and is more like a spiritual existence.
But a month ago, it was reported that Crassus had withdrawn from the Mage Tower and was confirmed by the Mage Tower. While his jaw dropped, it also proved from the side that the relationship between Crassus and Richard had indeed reached an incompatible state. degree.
Just a month ago, Richard sent his proud disciple to Luodu to challenge Crassus' apprentice, but he ended up in the embarrassing situation of failure. Now, what does Crassus want to do with his apprentice to the Mage Tower?
Crassus's name as the God of Fire is not groundless. Although he looks like a kind old man, a person who can dismantle the mage tower time and time again has a hot temper that is far beyond what his appearance can measure. It's not his character to swallow his anger after being provoked.
One is the spiritual symbol of the Mage Tower, and the other is the chairman of the Elders Committee of the Mage Tower. If the two of them faced off, whose side they should side with became something that everyone present needed to seriously consider.
It is impossible to go out to help, but who you support psychologically is a very important thing.
Crassus also stopped, looked at Richard and asked with a smile: "Why, I can't come back yet?"
Richard frowned slightly, "If you want to come back, no one will stop you, and no one can stop you. But you said you wanted to sever ties with the Mage Tower, why are you here today?"
"I am a person who never owes others anything. You asked your disciple to give me a gift before. Today I brought my precious disciple here, so naturally I am here to repay the gift." Crassus walked towards Richard, The crowd subconsciously dispersed to both sides.
"Also, where is that damn fat guy Brent? I asked him to come to the City of Chaos within ten days to apologize. It seems that as soon as I left the Mage Tower, he forgot who I was." Crassus walked up to Richard. He stopped and looked around, his eyes a little unkind.
"Crasus, although you were once a veteran of the Mage Tower, you are no longer from my Mage Tower. Don't be presumptuous in front of President Richard!" Elliot, who was standing aside, shouted sharply, and the magic wand was already there. It appears in the hand, as if it will take action at any time.
Crassus turned his head, looked at Eliot with interest and said with a smile: "You dare to take action against me?"
"I...I..." Elliot subconsciously took half a step back, looked at Richard's back, regained his courage, and said calmly: "If you continue to be unreasonable, don't blame me. Nostalgic for old friendship!”
"Bang!"
Crassus, who was originally standing in front of Richard, appeared in front of Eliot almost instantly. The magic staff as tall as a person in his hand slapped Eliot hard on the face, and knocked him into the ground on his back. .
"Do I hurt you?" Crassus asked with a smile, holding the mage's staff in one hand and pointing at Eliot who was lying on the ground with a deep red mark in the middle of his face.
"Me!..." Elliot shouted angrily, grabbing the magic wand and trying to get up. Magic was condensing on the magic wand.
"Bang!"
Elliot, who was halfway up, was knocked back again with a stick, and the left half of his face suddenly swelled up.
"I feel nostalgic, right?"
Crassus continued to smile.
"I……"
Elliot still tried to struggle.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
"It hurts... it hurts... it hurts!"
Elliot's cry, which sounded a bit like crying, resounded throughout the mage tower.
"So strong! Melee magic is so terrifying!"
"Yes, I've heard that Master Crassus's melee magic is almost invincible when you get close. I didn't believe it before, but now I believe it."
"I suddenly want to learn melee magic, but there are almost no teachers in our Mage Tower to teach melee magic. Master Crassus has left the Mage Tower again. What a pity!"
The onlookers' magicians all widened their eyes. Elliot was the fifth elder of the Mage Tower and a powerful tenth-level magician. But now in front of Crassus, he didn't even have the strength to fight back. He was like a sandbag. Being slapped around by the mage's staff.
Although he was holding the magic wand in his hand, he had no chance to release magic at all. Even the magic shield he held up was easily torn by the mage's staff as if it were made of paper.
The dull sounds were painful to hear, and along with the wails, many people felt as if they were letting out a bad breath when they thought of Elder Elliott's usual chin held high.
"It turns out that you have to use a mage's staff to hit you in the face, and it turns out that it's more enjoyable this way." Amy stood aside, clapping her little hands to cheer Crassus, with an expression on her face that she had learned something.
"This old man's temper is indeed very hot." Mag was a little shocked. He beat up a tenth-level elder in the Mage Tower. Only Crassus could do such a thing, and most of the magicians present also However, there was no feeling of common hatred and hatred, it was more like watching the fun.
"Enough!" Richard shouted loudly, raised his hand, and a water mirror appeared in front of Elliot's face.
"Bang!"
The mage's staff fell and the water mirror shattered, but still fell on Elliot's face. He was knocked unconscious with a straight blow, and his pig-headed face was too miserable to look at.
"Is that enough?" Crassus glanced at Eliot on the ground and nodded slightly, "It seems to be almost enough."
The veins on Richard's forehead were pulsing faintly, and he said angrily: "Crasus, what is your intention in coming here today? Do you really want to be an enemy of my Mage Tower?"
"I said I was here to repay the gift. This greeting gift has just been given. If Elliot hadn't come forward, I would have given it to you first. The protector is so eager that I am a little touched." Crassus grinned, Then he said loudly: "I heard that you have accepted another closed disciple this year. He just broke the record for the fastest time to break into the five-story tower some time ago. My disciple is also planning to break into the tower today. Why don't we let them compete?"
