I am the descendant of a dark wizard, and I will inherit the family fortune.

Who's in the west?

Alexander? The Witch Society?

If what Bertha said was true and the Potions Club had not moved, they would be in the north right now.

This is the same mark that Leon saw at the beginning.

Just as Leon was hiding his body and moving towards the west... Goya had already started a killing spree.

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"Hmm? There seems to be some movement over there."

There is one thing in the woods that is both an advantage and a disadvantage. There are so many flying birds in the dense forests of Burbank that a large number of birds will be scared away at any time.

You can judge the enemy's position through birds, but correspondingly, this problem will also be exposed when you move.

Leon glanced at the birds that he had just scared away. Instead of flying away, they were still hovering in the air and leaping onto another big tree. Sure enough, Leon saw a few baby birds on the tree.

The birds in the air were obviously a little nervous. They slowly lowered their flying altitude, and one of them even wanted to attack Leon.

He casually drove the bird that wanted to attack him aside. Seeing that it was about to fly out again, Leon raised his hand and used the wizard's hand to give the bird a small blow on the head.

Although the species of these birds is unclear, they are indeed quite spiritual.

Leon did not kill them or destroy their nests, but continued to move quickly.

He planned to go there and take a look, maybe he would find something new.

As Leon approached, he still disguised himself as much as possible, using the invisibility, color-changing and breath-concealing techniques to move quietly through the woods.

"Long live the Black Bone Forest!"

Leon was startled when he heard the shout.

What's going on? Is Hydra invading?

Goya pulled the knife out of the wizard's heart and sneered, "Haha, long live the Black Bone Forest?

Burbank...Buddha loves me!"

No matter how many people there are, they are almost certain to die if they encounter Goya, and they don’t even have the chance to use communication methods such as "black light".

Goya, who was familiar with war, naturally knew the role of this kind of communication, so she had been avoiding this situation.

But Goya never imagined that a person could be so miserable.

Goya casually cut off the wizard's head and put it into his space ring, then he skillfully cleaned up the battlefield.

For some reason, Goya always felt that someone was watching him.

However, no matter how she investigated, she found nothing unusual.

Goya frowned, attributing this to the fact that he had just finished a battle and was still a little sensitive...

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Leon was clinging to the tree at this time, but not directly to the tree, and he also used the flying technique to float over from a hundred meters away.

Casting three spells at the same time, Leon's magic power was rapidly depleted, but he really couldn't bear to leave.

Looking at the unfamiliar Goya and her unusual style of behavior, even though Goya had changed into clothes commonly seen in the Black Bone Forest, Leon easily concluded that this person was a native of the Burbank Jungle.

It turns out that this is the Burbank clan. They don’t have wings behind them, but their ears are really a little different.

Leon was hiding well, but suddenly, he saw a bird slowly flying over and then landing on Goya's shoulder.

Hmm? This bird...why does it look familiar?

The birds were chirping on Goya's shoulders, and Leon didn't know if they were really communicating.

Suddenly, as the bird turned its head towards him and Goya stared at him, Leon's expression finally changed drastically.

Holy shit! Are we really communicating?!

The Burbank people can speak bird language? My teacher didn't tell me!

In fact, it is not the Burbank tribe that can speak bird language, but individual Burbank people can speak bird language.

This is a talent, just like some humans have extremely high IQs and photographic memories...

"who are you?"

As Goya spoke, he gently took the bird from his shoulder into his hand.

Goya touched the bird gently and then threw it upwards, but the bird was still reluctant to leave and tried to return to Goya's shoulder.

But Goya just gave the bird a look and it flew away again.

Leon didn't answer. He continued to stay where he was, not daring to move.

Goya did not move at first, but closed his eyes.

She heard it, this person... is very strong!

Goya opened his eyes and took a deep breath. He couldn't use ordinary means, so the best thing would be... to win with one strike!

"Come out! You must have used the invisibility technique. I've already...found you!"

Before she finished speaking, Goya clasped her hands together, and the surrounding leaves quickly gathered towards her.

First came the fallen leaves under the trees, and then the green leaves on the trees. They gathered in front of Goya like flying butterflies.

The hands that were originally closed slowly opened until a green ball made of leaves appeared between the two hands.

Goya based his general direction, then reached out with both hands lightly, "Go!"

Goya's movements seemed very gentle, but the green ball seemed to be launched, and it was also accelerated by nitrogen...

The green ball shot out from Goya's hand at high speed, like a fierce cannonball...

Leon's pupils suddenly shrank. What the hell? So fierce!

Worse!

Leon didn't dare to continue to hide it, but quickly retreated...

As a result, Leon was surprised that this leaf ball could actually turn!

No, not turning, but tracking!

Leon jumps onto the tree behind and uses witchcraft to shoot the leaf balls.

The green ball was much more fragile than imagined. As soon as the first light bullet touched it, the green ball exploded rapidly!

Then, hundreds of leaves, like green flying knives, flew towards Leon with a clanging sound.

It still relied on the big tree to resist, but the leaves were incredibly sharp. Such a thick tree seemed as thin as a piece of paper in front of it.

Finally, looking at a green leaf that almost pierced his stomach, Leon couldn't help but be horrified.

Oh my god! My snake... my dragon scales!

The dragon scales that had left Leon unscathed in these battles were penetrated so easily!

run! Run quickly!

This native is at least a first-level advanced one, and is far superior to those at the same level, and can even kill those at the same level in seconds!

Leon covered his wound with one hand. He did not pull out the green leaf rashly. Instead, he took out two bottles of potion, drank half of one bottle and put it away, and then pulled out the green leaf that was like a flying knife.

Then he quickly poured the rest of the bottle of potion onto the wound.

Feeling the tingling sensation in the wound, Leon could only pray that it was not poisonous or that the poison was not strong.

Hearing footsteps behind him, Leon turned his head and saw Goya approaching him quickly.

This was the first time Leon saw a first-level wizard with a speed that surpassed his...

Are all the indigenous people so scary?!

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