Culture Conquers Foreign Worlds

The fierce prisoners approached Harvey. Every prisoner’s face was joking and cruel like playing with prey. This is a prison. The prisoners are all prisoners. They are familiar with the rules of Pokhara Prison and don’t mind. The prisoner who resisted himself beaten half to death to establish his prestige.

Harvey pursed his lips and chuckled, without any intention of hitting them personally.

"Boy, what are you laughing at? When I smash your mouth, I see you still smile!" The sturdy male Lanka headed over to Harvey, grinning with a grinning grin.

"Really?" Harvey's face condensed, his mouth accurately and quickly highlighted a few strange syllables. When his right hand stretched out, a white ball of light condensed. This process was completed in less than 0.5 seconds. Even the strong man standing in front of Harvey didn't have any room for reaction.

Harvey’s physical coordination ability is extraordinary. He chants spells much faster than the average spellcaster. In addition, Harvey uses a technique that only upper-level spellcasters can use. This technique usually requires the mental guidance of the caster in advance. It recalled the model of the spell he wanted to cast and gave the corresponding self-suggestion, and then he could finish casting the spell in a very short time.

This technique is also one of the biggest differences between the upper caster and the lower caster.

"Spellcaster!?"

When the ball of light appeared in Harvey's hand, the prisoners present were stunned, and all the prisoners passed a real and illusory term in their minds-spellcaster!

Even the Pokhara Prison built specifically to hold spellcasters has not received spellcaster prisoners for many years. In the eyes of ordinary people, spellcasters are far more noble and mysterious than the nobles. Harvey’s hand makes Lanka Blind, the yelling face was stiff and ugly, and he took a step back and fell into a bewildered situation.

Continue the provocation of a spellcaster? I don't dare to lend him a hundred courage.

Shot on Harvey? In many folklore, the caster does not have the melee ability. If Harvey was slow to cast the spell just now, Lanka would definitely choose to knock Harvey to the ground, and then completely wipe out Harvey’s threat in the name of "missing murder." , After offending a spellcaster, there are only two options, either to be killed by the caster, or only to kill the caster.

However, Harvey has already cast a spell, and no one knows what the ball of light in Harvey's hand is for.

Finally, why the proud magic circle of Pokhara Prison was not activated! ?

"Damn, get out of here, I don't want to be affected by a spellcaster's attack!"

"Lanca provokes a hard idea."

"It's no wonder that the old fritters like Crane has such an attitude. After watching the show, the position of the boss of the Pokhara prison is estimated to change. Let's go out first."

There was a commotion, and the prisoners who were going to watch the play fled the workplace in a panic. The rest of the prisoners who participated in the besieging of Kelan had intensive sweat on their foreheads, standing where they were not knowing how to respond.

"You..." Lanka swallowed.

"Could you please?" Harvey smiled politely.

The brawny man, who was a head taller than Harvey, subconsciously laughed, and moved a few steps to stand aside, and saw that the light ball in Harvey's hand sank into Crane's body lying on the ground, and the blood flowing out of his head was strange. Backflow, together with the wound healed, Klan stood up in confusion, watching his hands completely unclear what happened.

"Sir, what am I... what happened?"

Harvey pointed to Kelan and smiled at Lanka: "He hasn't lost yet. You can fight him. If you can win, I won't hold you accountable."

"Um." All the prisoners' eyes were placed on Kelan. Kelan's body was still glowing with a white light, and it was obvious that his body was fixed with a strange spell.

Without waiting for Lanka to hesitate, when she heard Harvey’s words, Crane took the first step, stepped forward, and rushed out like a cannonball, hitting the strong Han Lanka in front of Harvey, and Lanka’s body seemed to be hit by a high speed. The driving car hit it and flew upside down five or six meters to crush the tables and chairs in the workshop.

"Uh, how can my body have such a powerful force!" Crane said at a loss, his eyes cast on Harvey. It was obvious that Harvey had cast a strange spell on him.

Harvey Adrian, besides being a writer, is also the most famous spellcaster in the Kingdom of Barron. He invented and, but because Harvey’s authorship is too active, most people ignore the fact that the spellcaster is too active. .

"Crack~" A thick wooden chair was thrown out, and it slammed on Kelan without shaking his body in the slightest.

"Roar, roar~"

An angry roar came, and the brawny man who was hit by Crane let out a low roar like a beast, dull and powerful, saw dense blue-black scales appearing on his limbs, the characteristics of a lizard appeared on his head, and his pupils were also facing. The beast changes.

However, when his transformation was completed, a blue light appeared in the air. Ranka, who had become a beast, was most familiar with this blue light, the automatic defense mechanism of the magic array set up in the Pokhara prison.

He was confused again, why Harvey's spelling did not cause any fluctuations, but his ability to activate the bloodline knight was attacked.

The next moment, the high-voltage current transmitted by the void was transmitted to his body, and his body shuddered, accompanied by a white smoke, and the work room was filled with the aroma of barbecue.

"Ah ah ah ah~" Lanka uttered a horrible cry. When the high-voltage current disappeared, his body fell and lost consciousness.

Crane opened his mouth and looked at Harvey with a bewildered face: "I haven't done anything, why did he fall down."

"You have been strengthened. Come on. You can tell them how they treat you." Harvey smiled and left the work room. Then there were crackling fights and the screams of prisoners from the work room.

Because of Crane, Harvey originally expected to stay here for a week and spent one more day. Because of Crane’s explanation, the script of "Pokhara Redemption" was a bit more complete. Harvey walked out of the workplace and saw the crime outside. People are dispersing birds and beasts, and they all observe Harvey from afar with fearful eyes. At the same time, Baron Mike, the warden of Pokhara prison, has arrived with guards.

Seeing that Harvey is okay~www.wuxiaspot.com~ he trot over and asked with trepidation, "Mr. Adrian, are you okay."

"of course."

"Don't worry, I will take this matter seriously, **** it! I knew they were lawless, and shouldn't have arranged you here." Baron Mike's face was full of regret, and the fat on his face trembled. The guards looked at each other and couldn't figure out Harvey's identity. Some of them had begun to sweat. They also had some impressions of Harvey. This week, they treated Harvey as rudely and rudely to ordinary prisoners.

"No, I have solved it by myself. Of course, I didn't make a heavy move in order not to cause you troubles. Thank you very much for your cooperation during this time, Baron Mike. If you want to be transferred from the position of the warden, I will ask the queen. Please." Harvey said politely.

"Queen!? Where~where, it is my honor to be able to help you." Baron Mike's chubby face hung a smile, rubbing his hands, making no secret of his kindness.

The guards went to the workroom to clean up the mess. Harvey and Baron Mike left here. Before leaving, Harvey asked Baron Mike to give a copy of the script of "The Salvation of Pokhara" to Crane, with the last letter half a month later. "Audition" invitation.