Chapter 122

Looking at the Warcraft groups in the distance, ye Chui felt that things were big. So many Warcraft were driven out of the dark forest and swept towards Stan City, which was disastrous for Stan!

"I didn't expect that the [dragon power] that broke out at the last minute of the snow dragon would have such a great impact. I must quickly report to stan city and let Stan city take precautions!"

Ye Chui hugged Debbie in his arms with one hand, and the other hand moved and took out a transmission scroll.

The scroll was torn open and the white light flashed. He disappeared from his place. The next moment he appeared 200 meters away. He shook his head. Although there were more than 70 transmission scrolls in his space ring, if each transmission was only two or three hundred meters away, he would not be able to reach Stan city.

Now time is life. He must send messages as soon as possible, so he should learn the positioning of spatial transmission scroll as soon as possible, and strive to reach the maximum distance of one kilometer of transmission scroll every time.

He took out a scroll again, pulled it apart, and the white light flickered. At the moment when the white light flickered, ye Chui also felt the operation mode of the magic matrix with his heart. This time, he walked more than 100 meters.

Without hesitation, he took out a scroll again, pulled it apart and flashed it. This time it was 300 meters.

The transmission of the transmission scroll is random and can only determine a general direction, but it can not be accurately positioned. Only magicians who are extremely proficient in space magic can achieve accurate positioning. This has always been the truth since the emergence of the transmission scroll, but ye Chui doesn't believe in evil.

Previously, he had done some research on the magic scroll. Now, as an intermediate magician, his spiritual power can be projected out of the body, which gave him a deeper understanding of the use of the transmission scroll.

"Come again!"

This time, the leaf droop advanced 500 meters.

"At the moment when the scroll is released, controlling a part of the magic matrix with mental force seems to control the distance of transmission and release..." Ye Chui feels it this time, and then he transmits it again.

For each transmission, the leaf sag can understand the principle of transmission and positioning more or less.

500 meters, 600 meters, 800 meters, 850 meters, 950 meters

Finally, in the thirteenth attempt, the transmission distance of the leaf sag reached the limit of one kilometer.

"That's it! It's still not easy to accurately locate, but I can directly drive the transmission distance to the maximum, which is much easier!" Ye Chui's eyes brightened and kept escaping from the transmission reel. The white figure of Ye Chui on the open field flickered continuously, and the distance was kilometers in an instant.

Soon, Yechui could see the wall of Stan from a distance.

It took him less than five minutes to travel more than 100 miles. At this moment, his transmission scroll has been exhausted. Fortunately, he met a mercenary who was going to skull town. Obviously, the mercenary didn't know what happened in skull town. Ye Chui spent a gold coin to buy his mount from him and advised him to return to the city as soon as possible, And then all the way back to stan city.

There are several city Lord guards guarding the wall of Stan City, but considering the time problem, ye Chui didn't say much to them. He was ready to meet the city Lord Eric directly to tell him the urgency of the situation.

Anthony's magic house is on the side of the city master's house, so ye Chui first returned to Anthony's magic house, took Debbie to his direction, and hurried out of the room. Considering that the iron swordsman didn't meet Eric directly, ye Chui also took away the iron swordsman's armor and replaced it with the magician's dress, He was just about to enter the city Lord's residence directly from the small gate connecting the courtyard. Suddenly, a voice came from the stairs on the second floor. Someone was walking down.

"The boy doesn't know where to go. Let's wait here all night for nothing."

"Busdor has always lived here. The president finally found a reason to invite him away so that we could come here when we had time, but he threw himself into the air. I don't know how to explain to the president when I go back."

Ye Chui didn't know the two voices. They came down from upstairs with a bit of yawn. Then they were stunned and contacted Ye Chui's eyes standing at the door of Debbie's room on the first floor.

"The boy is back!" the two mercenaries are tall and short. The tall one has a face full of flesh. When he saw the leaf droop, he was already happy and pulled out his long sword from his waist with a whoosh. "Hammer head, we have been waiting for you all night, and you are finally willing to come back."

"I don't know where to be happy in the evening, but I don't know if I'm dying!" the short one, who was very flexible, jumped down the stairs all his life, stood at the door of the hall, pulled out a short sword from his waist and stopped Ye Chui's escape route.

Ye Chui looked at the two people coldly. From their conversation, you can hear a lot of information. Bedwick tried to assassinate Debbie. At that time, he had said that the mastermind was op. now the two people are obviously waiting for their return to assassinate. In the eyes of outsiders, they have never left the magic house. Busdo promised to help him guard the secret, However, it seems that busdor was invited to leave by OP for some reason, so the two people waited here and just met Ye Chui who came back from the outside.

"Op..." Ye Chui gritted his teeth. He dared to buy this thing and set up Debbie. He still kept this account in mind. Now his claws and teeth were just touched by himself. Naturally, he didn't mind taking it first. As a sorcerer with deep-rooted image and thin body in the eyes of everyone, ye Chui directly rolled up the Sorcerer's long-distance running sleeve and showed a look of fighting with people. Two people, one tall and one short, were happy directly. "Hey, I heard from the president that you are good at using the magic scroll. I'm just guarding against your magic scroll, but what are you doing now?" the short man guarding the door said with a sneer, "what's the matter? He's going to fight directly with us?" he patted his chest. "Come on, you give me a few punches first. I promise not to fight back." The two of them stayed here all night and were full of resentment. At this time, they wanted to vent. Magician always feels weak. If there is no magic wand in hand, it is almost inferior to ordinary people. Therefore, as long as ye Chui takes out his magic wand or other magic items, he is safe. They think so. Seeing ye Chuzhen walking past with his fist, the tall one even showed a mocking look at the play, and the short one showed disdain and yellow teeth. Will the boy break his fist when he punched himself? Then... Ye Chui's fist swung up. Ye Chui's fist went down. Then the short man was hit by a bull and flew out of the yard with a bang... "Silly ×， This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stopped our translation