Chapter 146

Qingyu lake.

The disciples are setting traps at the command of the wizard king. There is a large amount of evil spirit at the bottom of the lake, which has been made clear by the wizard king who has a large amount of magic energy reserves. Of course, the disciples will not question the judgment of the wizard king, but will also obey the command of the wizard king.

Andre is watching the calm lake. Only he knows the real cause of Peter's death - the injury on Peter's shoulder has greatly affected his strength, which gives Andre and Dashan opportunities to take advantage of. As far as Andre knows, Peter's distress signal was sent from the lake. In other words, there was something hidden at the bottom of the calm jade lake that could hurt Peter.

Andre has not fully mastered Peter's ability. Even if the wizard king is in charge, he has to consider his own safety. After all, the wizard King's mind is as deep as the sea, and no one can guess what his next plan is.

But Andre has his own plan. Under his instruction, Dashan has taken people to hide in the forest outside Qingyu lake.

"Andre." A disciple in black suddenly called out behind him.

"Jacob?" Andre looked back with a twinkle in his eyes.

James is Peter's best friend among the eleven disciples. If he finds out what Andre has done, he will fight with Andre to death.

"I want to talk to you about something." Jacob came over.

"I'm busy," Andre said, turning the magic energy in his hand into a stick and burying it in the ground. "It's the teacher's account after all."

"I know," Jacob came to Andre's side, "I won't disturb you for long, please give me some time."

"All right." Andre had to agree to Jacob's request.

Jacob looked around, then put his head close to Andre and whispered, "I think there's something wrong with Peter's death."

"Yes, yes?" There was a slight tremor in Andre's voice, but he soon calmed down.

James nodded: "with Peter's strength, I don't believe anyone can kill him, but we don't know."

"Is it?" Andre said, "maybe he met a dragon and was killed by a powerful dragon." In Europe, the strength of the dragon is uneven, and there is indeed a dragon that is so powerful that human beings can't imagine.

"That's the point of the doubt!" James said, "according to Peter's character, if you meet a strong and difficult opponent, you will find a way to inform us!"

"Maybe, maybe..." Andre is working on a reason.

"Someone must have intercepted Peter's signal!" Jacob's voice didn't stop, and the volume increased a lot.

Andre's heart beat heavily, and Jacob guessed it! But he knew that Jacob would tell himself about it because he didn't doubt himself.

"Who do you suspect?" Andre asked tentatively, "can it be our own?"

"It's not just me," Jacob said in a low voice, "that's what all of our brothers think..."

"What do you mean?" Andre's eyes widened.

"Wang." James said to Andre seriously, "it must be the king who killed Peter."

Andre didn't answer. He was silent. Jacob mistakenly thought that Andre was shocked by what he said.

"Not only Peter, but Simon," James said. "There are so many mysteries about their disappearance."

"The king is pretending to be ill. He doesn't need dragon blood at all," James said to Andre. "He just made up the cover of dragon blood to let Peter die!"

"That's enough," Andre gestured to Jacob to keep quiet. It's too dangerous to talk about such things near the wizard king. "Don't say any more."

"If you don't stand up now," Jacob said to Andre gravely, "you and we will all die at the king's hands one by one."

"Don't say such crazy things." Andre understood what Jacob meant. He wanted to unite himself, even all his disciples, against the wizard king. But after the battle with Peter, Andre has understood the horror of the strong. The weak always misjudge the gap between them.

"Do you choose to be on the king's side?" Jacob looks into Andre's eyes.

Andre didn't dare look Jacob in the eye. He just said, "give me a little more time and let me think about it."

"Time will not wait." James said, "now is the best opportunity."

The servants noticed the dwarf coming out of the shadow.

"Hello." A servant with a sickle signaled to his partner, "another guy is coming."

"He's only one person." Another servant with a hammer said, "I'll deal with him."

"Be careful." The helper who spoke earlier warned.

"Just a little Oriental." The servant with the hammer obviously didn't take his opponent seriously. The hammer in his hand was several times as heavy as his opponent.

But he did not know that the small Oriental was not alone, he brought thousands of troops.The monk turned over the porcelain bottle in his hand, and the yellow liquid flowed out of the bottle, and then quickly evaporated. Soon, a strange smell filled the air nearby.

The servant who took the initiative to walk past with a hammer first smelled the smell. He rubbed his nose with his hand painfully. When he put down his arm, he suddenly saw it.

Thousands of troops!

"Jackie, what's the matter with you?" The servant with the sickle called his name from behind.

But Jackie's feet seemed to be nailed in place for a while, trembling but unable to escape, and the hammer in his hand fell to the ground with a bang. His body fell to his knees.

He saw thousands of troops coming towards him!

"Hey! Jackie The servant with the sickle was still shouting. He couldn't understand why Jackie would suddenly kneel down like the short man, but he had a bad feeling.

The short man came up to Jackie and put his hand on Jackie's head.

"Let him go! Stinky dwarf Thomas is Jackie's good friend. They both come to heita to participate in the training of becoming a wizard, but they are finally told that they have no talent to learn witchcraft and can only become the lowest level servants. They both experienced the darkest moment of their lives, but they also came out of the shadow of being denied. Even if you can't be a wizard, you can find your own life, right?

Thomas saw the short finger inserted into Jackie's skull. In his angry roar, Jackie's head was torn off - body and head separated!

"Asshole!" The angry Thomas rushed towards the short man, but then he saw what Jackie had seen.

Line after line of knights with long guns appeared in the shadow, and all he could hear was the sound of horse hooves.

He's stuck in the same place, just like his good friend Jackie.