"Bang!"
The two fists collided heavily, making a dull sound of bones, skin, and flesh collision.
Allen didn't step back, but the man took four or five steps back in a row.
It seemed that he had retreated more than the Roger, but Allen's face was much more serious than when he faced the Roger.
"He actually defeated Big Knight Jett!"
The crowd exclaimed!
What!
It was Big Knight!
Although Brander was well prepared, he was more excited to hear that.
Jett was one of the Big Knight models he bought off. But obviously, he was not satisfied with the power of only Big Knight. That was why he offered an invitation to this guy who seemed to be the most powerful one. But he didn't expect that this guy was even stronger than Jett.
Thinking of the secret weapon he had prepared, Brander was even happier.
Allen's heart sank. He thought Brander was just messing around. He didn't expect that he had a Big Knight like Jett.
Although he couldn't defeat him, it was not good for him to keep pestering him. Allen planned to end the battle as soon as possible.
Jett was also shocked by Brander's fighting capacity, but when he saw him, he braced herself to fight against Allen with his rich experience.
Looking at Allen's back, Brander gave a sinister smile and winked at his subordinate.
Lackey took out the magic drug from his pocket and threw it out when Allen was fighting with Jett.
Allen felt the wind behind him and thought it was a hidden weapon. He turned over and hid. After all, the man didn't throw things too hard.
"Crack!"
Allen heard the sound of glass breaking.
Allen lowered his head and saw a bottle falling on the floor. The bottle was smashed into pieces by a hard slate. The purple liquid flowed out and evaporated at a very fast speed.
Allen raised his head and tried to avoid the mocking eyes of the crowd, but it was too late.
He had smelled a quiet fragrance.
"Despicable... How dare you use medicine!"
Allen was getting more and more confused when he heard this.
Not only did they not get close, but they also hid further.
They all knew how powerful the magic potion was.
When Allen opened his eyes again, he found himself in a magic array.
There was an old man with disheveled hair and a dirty face lying on the ground. No one knew whether he was alive or dead.
Allen tried to open the magic array, but he found that he couldn't open it from the inside because he didn't even know the basic principle of magic.
If he had known it earlier, he would have used magic talent. He wouldn't have been in such a mess now.
Allen regretted that he didn't live up to his expectations.
Suddenly, the old man moved and Allen looked at him alertly.
The man just turned over and sighed. His dull eyes lit up when he saw Allen.
"You... You just came in?"
The old woman must have been drinking water for a long time and her voice was a little dry and hoarse.
Allen nodded. Judging from the old man's words, he guessed that he had been here for a long time.
"Where are we now?"
"The prison I drew by myself..."
The old man said in despair.
"Did you draw this magic array?"
"Oh..."
Allen roughly understood what had happened.
The old man turned out to be Malcolm, level-one magic teacher, who had disappeared mysteriously many years ago. He said that he had been deceived by Brander and trapped by the magic array he had created for many years. He had been living by oral formula every day, and now he was dying. He hoped that Allen could escape and bring his bones back to his hometown.
Allen agreed without hesitation.
But he also advised the elderly not to hold too much hope.
After all, even the creator of the magic array couldn't get out. As a person who knew nothing about magic, what could he do?
"You seem to have a good time!"
A sharp and annoying voice came from outside the magic array.
Allen knew it was Brander.
But he had no interest in talking to him at all.
Brander had always been superior to others. Seeing that Allen looked down upon him, he was naturally angry and wanted to torture him.
"Although we have caught this guy, we haven't figured out his specific strength yet. If we torture him now, if he goes out, he will not die. It's not a wise choice for us to rashly make enemies."
Big Knight Jett persuaded.
Allen snorted and thought they were pretending to be kind.
Although this guy seemed to have a brain, he was still a complete idiot. It was not good to follow anyone, but to follow Brander, the rich idiot.
Brander rolled his eyes and thought about Jett's words, and found that it was true.
It would be bad for him if he survived.
But what if he was dead?
Would it be no longer a threat to him?
Brander seemed to have heard everything Jett said, but something seemed to have changed.
Seeing Brander looking at her, Jett felt a little uneasy. Did what he said upset him?
"How about this, Jett? You can go inside and fight with him. Whoever wins can survive. What do you think of my suggestion?" Brander's face flashed a morbid flush. Apparently, he was very excited about his brilliant idea.
Everyone was stunned.
Allen looked at Brander in bewilderment. He knew there might be something wrong with this guy, but he didn't expect him to be so stupid.
It was really rare...
Brander's proposal put Jett in a dilemma.
At this moment, a petite figure suddenly came out from nowhere.
He ran directly to the table full of drugs.
All of a sudden, the bottles were smashed into pieces, as if it was raining.
Then came Brander's scream.
These were all his wealth!
"Where did this thing come from? Jett, go and catch him!"
Allen saw the cute cat ears clearly. He didn't expect that it was the cat ear mother, Winnie, who had been released before. She had never left Allen.
All the reagent was knocked down to the ground.
No one knew what kind of strange combination it had made, but the magic array on the ground had no effect in a puff of green smoke.
Jett struggled to take a look at Allen and ran out without looking back.
"Bastard! How dare you betray me! Come back!"
Looking at Allen who was walking out step by step, Brander's face turned pale with fright, and his gloomy eyes were full of fear.
"What did you say before? Are you going to punish me?"
Allen rubbed her fists and approached her step by step.
Brander was so frightened that he fell to the ground and slowly crawled back.
This confirmed his identity as a prince.
Bullshit.
But Allen wouldn't let him go easily after being tortured. He punched and kicked Brander hard.
But he didn't mean to kill him. After all, he still had cooperation with Will. It was reasonable for him to have a meal. Even if Will questioned him, it was reasonable. If he killed him, it would be embarrassing.
Winnie didn't stay any longer. She took a look at Allen and jumped out of the window.
After giving vent to his anger, Allen didn't continue the fight. He also went out with Malcolm on her back. He had to find a hospital as soon as possible, or the old woman wouldn't be able to hold on for too long.
Soon, Allen found a small hospital.
The doctor shook his head.
Malcolm's physique condition was poor, and later he was tormented, so he couldn't stand it at all. If it weren't for the magic array, he wouldn't have been able to come here. Now, time was running out.
Allen felt a little depressed.
"Baby, don't be sad."
Malcolm looked greedily at the sun outside the window and said in a low voice, "Even a quarter of an hour's freedom is better than living for countless years."
"Don't regret it. I have lived long enough. I just rely on my obsession to inherit the magic array. Now I'll tell you."
Looking at the determined look in the old man's eyes, Allen didn't say anything but listened carefully.
But the man was so weak that his voice was intermittent.
Soon, the old man's voice disappeared.
Allen sighed and looked at the old man on the bed. After struggling for a while, he put his hand on the old man's forehead.
"Ding Dong, the system has detected corpses. Host, shall we start to collect corpse data?"
"Collect!"
"Ding Dong, the data has been collected successfully."
"Congratulations, host. You have obtained the premium mage talent."