Chapter 133 Old friend!
Sith followed his teacher Orlando to the side of the Fourth Holy City, and then discovered something. The Fourth Holy Tower had no city walls at all. The flaming burning seen from a distance was actually the surrounding area of the Fourth Holy Tower. The fiery red void!
"Teacher, why does this Fourth Holy City have no walls?" Sith asked Orlando with a hint of confusion. After all, it is known as the Fourth Holy City, but it has no walls. Walking next to it is various residential areas, and It's market time.
Orlando looked at the flaming city with a hint of pride and said: "The reason why there is no need for a city wall is simple, because it is not needed!" "
This is where the Fourth Holy Tower is, and the Fourth Holy Tower is On behalf of the Fire Lord, as long as this giant tower stands here, this holy city will be safe. It can even be said that the eight holy cities of the eight holy towers are the safest places in the magician world!" "This is not
only There are eight eternal holy towers, eight immortal tower masters, as well as countless high-level beings and their families. The eight holy cities are actually the most powerful places for magicians. Therefore, there is no magic at all. There is no need to build any city walls, let alone any guards!"
"Look at the void around the holy tower. It just looks red. In fact, you can only feel its heat when you get close. If a magician below level four is not there, If you approach the Holy Tower while protected, you will be killed directly by the power of the Holy Tower. Even existences above level four must rely on the power of your true body to resist, and this is only the lowest defense of the Holy Tower!"
In this way, Orlando walked in front, introducing this holy tower and this city, while Sith followed behind. Listening, the master and the disciple walked into the fourth holy city with an inexplicable harmony!
This holy city is huge, with all kinds of buildings, spires, domes, flat roofs, and high-end villas, separated by streets.
Orlando led Siss into a small alley in a familiar manner. Looking at his posture, Siss felt that the teacher seemed to be born and raised here, not at all like an old guy who had been in a magic academy on the edge for many years.
While walking, Orlando stopped in front of a house and kicked it without even thinking about it.
Boom! ! !
The door made a loud noise when Orlando kicked it, but it did not open. Then, a human face suddenly appeared on the door, lifelike, with its mouth opening and closing while cursing.
"What bastard is kicking my door? If I find out, I will have to peel him off..." The human face stopped as he spoke, staring at Orlando with a pair of flat eyes, which even made Sith think that those eyes were real. Same!
A second later...
the mouth of the human face began to shout: "Ah, it's you old guy, you are still alive! You have come to the Fourth Holy City again!" The voice was so loud that Sistus I had to cover my ears.
Orlando smiled slightly and said with the same loud voice: "What's wrong? How could I die if you, an old guy, are not dead?" Hurry up and open the door, I'm here with my disciples! '
Cith stared at the foul-mouthed teacher dumbfounded, and was a little speechless for a moment. Is this the same teacher who always seemed calm? First, he attacked someone when they disagreed with him outside the city, and then he kicked someone's door directly. , what if I opened my mouth now? It seems that I was deceived before. This is the true face of the teacher... The
face disappeared cursing, but the two closed doors were also opened, and Orlando raised his feet unceremoniously. Just go in and take a look, it's more casual than going to your own home.
Sis followed and walked in, and found that the general appearance of the room was no different from his teacher's room. The huge fireplace, comfortable sofa, everything was very similar.
At this moment, there is an old man with gray hair sitting on the sofa in the room. There are already many wrinkles on his face, but his eyes seem to be full of endless fighting spirit. At this moment, he looks like a rooster about to fight. With Orlando!
Orlando sat on the sofa in a familiar manner, crossed one of his legs, and looked at the old man with the same look, making people very suspicious that the two old guys would fight in the next second.
The Sith stood aside and didn't dare to say a word. It would be fine if they just stared. The problem is that the magic power of the two old guys has begun to surge, and the power around them has burst out, and they are already confronting each other!
The pressure of the third-level magician made Sis, a poor first-level magician, struggle to hold on. He was in agony: "Xiao Wu, you haven't calculated it yet. If you don't spread the pressure, I will be beaten to death by the old guys." !"
"Don't worry Brother Sith, it's already done. The pressure of the third-level magician named Mans last time is far from that of your teachers and others, so I need to recalculate it.
" As soon as Wu finished speaking, the pressure that Sis felt began to weaken, and finally reached a point where he could support it.
So he looked at the two confronting old men with a look that was watching a good show.
Little did he know that the two old men were already secretly using their mental power to communicate and complain...
"Old guy, is your disciple a level one? Our pressure can even make a level two magician kneel here. How can he?" There's no movement yet!" shouted the gray-haired magician.
Orlando was also dumbfounded: "Old Milson! I'm sure this kid is the first level and grew up under my eyes, but now I don't know why!"
Milson looked at Sith with wide eyes and gave him I was shocked. This is a connection. It’s just a grudge against the teacher. This is still the fault of the students. Didn’t you see my teacher sitting there? If you want to seek revenge, go to him!
Finally, the coercion between the two disappeared, but they were still looking at each other. The room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop on the ground clearly. Sith thought he could hear his own heartbeat now.
After a long time, the two old men started laughing, laughing so wildly that they burst into tears. They didn't care about their own image at all, and didn't worry about the fact that there was a junior watching from the side.
Finally, the two of them stopped laughing after enough, with an inexplicable excitement in their eyes.
"Old guy, it must have been hundreds of years since we said goodbye." Milson sighed and finally said.
Orlando nodded: "Yes, it has been four hundred years, I can't remember clearly, but I still clearly remember the time when I was driven out of this city. I remember clearly, I can't forget it even now!"
"When you left, I tried my best to think of a way to make those bastards change their minds, but there was no way. They were all geniuses with profound backgrounds. We were no match at all. We could only watch. I watched you leave from here, Orlando, you don’t know, I didn’t dare to see you off that day, because I was afraid that I could not help but follow you, but I couldn’t, there are still some of our hard work here, Bart is dead, and so is old Bowen. If you leave, and if I leave too, all our hard work in this holy city will be lost." Milson looked at Orlando and said with a sigh on his face.
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Sith walked aside quietly and looked at the two old men who were almost a thousand years old talking, crying and laughing. This time was the teacher's time. The old man had been burying this memory in his heart. Deep down in my heart, maybe if I didn't come, the teacher would stay in the Eye of the Stars for the rest of his life.
Now it seems that it is very dangerous for the teacher to come to this holy city. After all, if he is really kicked out, those people will definitely not want the teacher to come back, but because he wants to come, the teacher comes without hesitation... …
The word friend is very common in our daily life. It is such a blessing to have an old friend who treats us with sincerity. I hope everyone will cherish their old friends.
(End of chapter)