"Wow! Dear apprentice, you have really become unrecognizable. Can you tell me what just happened inside?"

As soon as Xini left the private room of the master of the North Tower, a moon Elf Female mage with long silver waterfall hair stopped her.

It has to be said that in the evil caster organization full of sinister, cunning and egoistic ideas, it is quite puzzling to see a kind-hearted race like the moon elves.

But Xini was very clear that the beautiful and harmless Female Elf in front of her was not only extremely dangerous. In order to complete the task efficiently and quickly, she never cared to let her allies or hands die, but also often used her racial advantages to deceive unknown adventurers and make them unknowingly make irreparable mistakes.

Maybe she felt the threat, or it could be a subconscious reaction. In short, she took a step back, stared at her two dark blue eyes and replied: "sorry, Ms. valindra, I don\'t know what happened. You\'d better ask the head of the North Tower in person."

"Oh? You don\'t know what happened to you!" the moon elf called valindra showed a surprised expression.

As an arcane caster who has deep contact with the magic net and can cast five ring spells, she can detect the rich water element energy around each other\'s body almost without using any detective magic.

Usually, it is possible to achieve this level only by the blessing of God or powerful water element life.

"I really don\'t know! In addition, I have some troubles to deal with. If you don\'t have anything else, I\'ll leave first." as she said, Sydney touched her chest with one hand, leaned slightly, quickly covered her delicate face with her hood and disappeared at the end of the corridor leading to public rest.

Looking at her fading back, walindra pursed her lips, showed a playful expression, and said to himself, "interesting! It seems that the new head of the North Tower is not just an external speculator as rumored. Maybe I should try to visit..."

No hesitation!

The moon elf, who was quite different from his compatriots, went straight to the door of the private room upstairs belonging to the Lord of the North Tower and knocked gently.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

"Who?" Zhang Cheng\'s impatient voice came through the crack of the door.

"I\'m walindra, the person in charge of the operation of the northern intelligence network." the Female Elf gave the answer without panic.

Just as she was confident and ready to open the door and enter the room, Zhang Cheng, who was silent for a few seconds, suddenly refused in a deep voice: "I\'m not interested in Beidi\'s information for the time being. You can go."

"Go? Are you sure you don\'t want me to go in? You know, the interior of the arcane brotherhood is not very calm at present. Maybe a storm will sweep the whole tower in a short time. At that time, no one will want to stay away." walindra didn\'t mean to leave at all, but meant deep and constant hints.

"Hum! Be smart! Since you want to come in, come in, but please don\'t regret it."

As the last word blurted out, the closed door suddenly opened a crack with a squeak.

Because of the night, it was dark and there was no light at all.

Warindra, aware of the strange atmosphere, hesitated for a moment, and finally crossed the threshold and entered the dark room.

Just as she was about to patrol the surrounding situation with the wizard\'s unique dark vision, a huge shadow moved directly to the door and blocked the only exit to the outside world.

Followed by a bright flame emerged out of thin air and rekindled the originally extinguished candlestick.

With the help of weak candle light, walindra finally saw a picture that he would never forget!

In the spacious living room, a black dragon 18 meters long and nearly 10 meters high lowered his head, crowded on the expensive handmade carpet, staring at himself with two burning eyes.

If she wasn\'t ready to transmit such spells today, she would definitely run away without hesitation.

"Hehe, how are you? Do you regret it? I warned you just now!" Zhang Cheng in the form of dragon opened his mouth and joked with a very bad attitude.

Gudong!

Walindra swallowed his saliva subconsciously. Resisting the impulse to turn around and run away immediately, he bowed respectfully and stammered: "I\'m very sorry! I... I didn\'t expect you to be..."

"I didn\'t think I would be a dragon, did I?" Zhang Cheng asked, practicing using his wand with his little claws on his wings.

It has to be said that the dragon is worthy of being the top magical creature in many fantasy worlds. Both physical quality and magical talent are much better than human beings. Moreover, when fighting, it can stimulate magic wands and scrolls with the help of two small claws on its wings, which will not affect normal combat and spell casting.

Of course, the premise is to go through a considerable degree of contact, otherwise if the strength is not well mastered, it is easy to directly pinch the wand or tear up the fragile scroll.

"Yes! I don\'t understand why a powerful creature like you gave up the artifact - broken magic crystal." seeing that the other party had no intention to kill himself, walindra quickly calmed down and began to test carefully.

Appreciating the strong desire revealed in the moon ELF\'s eyes, Zhang Cheng suddenly moved forward without warning, stopped his huge head less than 10 cm away from the other party, and showed a ferocious smile: "it\'s very simple! I fell in love with the arcane brotherhood and luscan, and decided to turn them into my own things."

Warindra heard this answer, her pupils contracted violently, and the whole person stood rigidly in place. After a full minute, her voice trembled and asked, "you... Do you want to usurp the rule of the arcane brotherhood and luscan?!"

"That\'s right! Otherwise, what do you think I took out the broken magic crystal for? Someone taught me a long time ago that if you want to seize power from bottom to top, you must create chaos. What is more likely to cause great chaos and turbulence than an assassination of the supreme leader? I believe there are many senior mages in the organization who are ready to move and start planning to assassinate AK LEM Grice. "

After that, Zhang Cheng raised his sharp dragon claws and gently fiddled with the long silver hair of the moon elf waterfall.

This should have been a very intimate move, not only did not make valindra feel intimate, but there was a shivering feeling.

Because she knew that as long as the sharp tip of her claws used a little force, she would immediately die on the spot, so she bit her lower lip: "why do you say this to me?"

"Now you need to make a small choice! Be my confidant or my enemy." Zhang Cheng didn\'t mean to beat around the Bush and made his attitude straight.

As an outsider, he knows that he doesn\'t have much time to slowly cultivate his confidants. He can only force some people to obey his will by simple violence