Comprehensive Heroic Spirit Dominator

He gently opened the refrigerator on one side, and asked Jack, who sat on the sofa without hesitation, in that extremely amiable tone.

"So, wine is still a drink. I just found it two days ago. It's a treasure from Spain. Would you like a drink?"

Those were words with a hint of temptation, but the tone was really like that of an old professor, full of wisdom and gentleness.

(bfag) However, he is not, he is a mysterious existence called a magician who has already surpassed ordinary people.

Of course, ordinary magicians, no matter how good they are, are not full of evil, but their hands will inevitably be stained with blood.

However, he is different. He is known as the "magician of goodness", but he is a very good old man in the magician industry.

Not to mention the killing of innocent lives, this old man, as an assistant to the god-slayer John Smith, appeared in Los Angeles, and even in every corner of America, maintaining social peace and public safety.

"No, let's forget about the drink. Is there any brandy?"

Such a non-polite question, no, maybe this is what it should be.

Just because "you have the potential of a magician", you were dragged in as a partner of justice, and you were repeatedly injured, no matter what kind of complaints, it is reasonable.

"Has the gunshot wound not healed yet? It seems that my magic background is really bad."

Joe Benster filled a glass of high-strength brandy for him, and gently placed it on the solid wooden table in front of him.

"No, compared to this, what about John, and the corpse of the ancestor Anshela, have you found it?"

He asked hurriedly, with a hint of doubt in his words.

Indeed, after John defeated Anshela with the 'Magic Bullet Shooter', he did not find the slightest trace of her.

Such a god ancestor can be resurrected even after death, let alone now when the situation is unknown.

"No, no matter how hard I searched, I couldn't find her body. Even the remains of the snake didn't exist. Now all the police forces in Los Angeles have been dispatched, but it still doesn't work."

Jobenster spoke lightly, but his words were full of calmness.

"At least, this time her strength will be greatly compromised. She is definitely not John's opponent. It doesn't matter even if she doesn't die. With her wisdom as the ancestor of the gods, she will definitely not show up easily. The most important thing is to solve the so-called magicians thoroughly."

The old man said this, with a hint of coldness in his words.

Indeed, the so-called magicians are all people whose hands were stained with the blood of innocent people.

This time, there was a light knock on the door, and Qiao Bensite also got up slightly from the soft sofa.

"I guess John is here, wait a minute!"

Saying so, he opened the door.

That is, a man with a strong and handsome face, who seems to be extremely strong.

And, not Anne!

Jobenster quickly mobilized the magic power on his body, and then asked coldly.

"This is the school's professor's private office building, how did you get in here!"

However, what responded to the hostile words was that unhurried, calm and hearty tone.

"Under Paul Browntree, I came here to visit Mr. Joe Benster!"

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"Under Paul Brontree, I came here to visit Professor Joe Benster!"

It was a dull but incomparably hearty discourse.

Just the thick tone full of indescribable magnetism made people involuntarily carry a trace of kindness.

However, Jobenster is not so superficial. Those who can cross the 'repelling barrier' must have magical powers. Even if they are not those evil magicians, they are also magicians and the like.

Maybe he also possesses the talent for magic, or has some kind of powerful divine tool, but this man, just by looking at him, is definitely not an ordinary guy.

That is heroic spirit, which is only possible for those battle-tested fighters, and it symbolizes the breath of will and strength.

Coupled with his reaction, this guy is definitely not some idiot who accidentally found the wrong place.

However, even in this situation, even in this situation, Joe Benster still didn't take the lead.

"I am the Professor Joe Benster you are looking for. So, what are you here for?"

He responded with such a deep voice, and a wave of invisible magic power echoed in his body.

In terms of the amount of the mantra power, it might be only at an average level, but the quality of the mantra power is even more appalling.

However, even so, it can be regarded as a good level among ordinary magicians. In addition, he fought side by side with the godslayer and took the high god ancestor as his opponent. This old black man is also strong in strength. Definitely not an idler.

However, that doesn't make any sense.

At least, in the eyes of the heroic spirit engraved in the legend, the knight can barely see it.

"My lord, I hope you will forgive me if I want to invite Your Excellency Anne to the banquet in the secluded world."

He said it so calmly, without the slightest hint of what he was talking about.

"How do you know John's identity!"

Job Benster asked without hesitation, with beads of sweat appearing on his face.

After all, Annie's identity must not be revealed, otherwise the disaster that the magicians represent will befall her family and friends at any time.

However, what responded to him was indeed the knight's chuckle.

"Of course it is our king, His Majesty the King of Heroes."

Such words, uttered from the knight's mouth, carried a hint of arrogance.

Indeed, among the godslayers, Gilgamesh is also the top guy. He eliminated the two godslayers without any damage. Even the so-called martial arts king Luo Hao is definitely not his opponent. .

It's just that his character is too bad.

With such an orientation, Paul could not help but sigh in his heart.

You know, at this moment, even though his niece is also a subject of Gilgamesh, her status is only as a lion-like pet.

"hero King?"

Jobenster asked rhetorically, with a hint of doubt in his words.