Between his words, he thrust his fire staff violently downward, and a burst of flame exploded onto the ground like a missile, creating another deep crater.
"Come out right now!"
"Don't you dare tarnish my treasure!"
His nostrils flared rapidly, catching certain scents in the air, his expression becoming even more anxious. Suddenly, he thought of Owen Bertram and hurriedly waved him over: "Young friend, quickly come and assist me!"
Anyway, the predecessor already had no face left, so asking for help had no burden on him. Owen was pretty speechless. When the predecessor needed help, he was a "young friend", and when he didn't, he was just a "lad".
But Owen still stepped forward. He was quite confused. I only tricked you over here, but now it has something to do with the Four Extremes of Eastern Land?
"Predecessor, have you located the Four Extremes of Eastern Land?"
