Bai Ye suddenly sympathized with that person or those, dozens of unknown orcs who were stabbed to death by Harry Potter with his wand.

May heaven be without magicians and all kinds of magicians have no best.

"Old Gan will tell me about those people, I'm very interested." Bai Ye said.

Time traveler?

But will ordinary time travelers come to fight Gandalf on their own initiative?

And he made Gandalf quite embarrassed.

This is a bit interesting.

Could it be that the big guy with his own plug-in travels through time...

"There are five people in total, in a squad form, four men and one woman." Gandalf said, "The combat methods are very diverse. One person uses weapons called arms, which are very weak. The magic used by the other four people is different from the magic that Harry and I have mastered."

"You only know the Holy Light Technique, Lao Gan?" Bai Ye unceremoniously demolished the situation.

"Just Holy Light Technique is enough." Gandalf didn't feel embarrassed.

Bai Ye said, "Yes."

He forgot that Gandalf's true identity was Maiya, a powerful existence.

The so-called gray-robed wizard Gandalf is more like his clothes and can be replaced at any time.

Now when fighting is needed, Gandalf obviously likes his berserker Gandalf's dress even more.

"The magic of those people is very special, some of them look like necromancers, but they are not exactly the same, and they are extremely strange." Gandalf said with a serious expression.

He also pointed to his ankle.

"Here, I was just scratched by the undead suddenly, leaving a palm print, which hurt like a branding iron."

"Nether Mage?"

Bai Ye said, "It doesn't sound very similar, and there are arms, I thought of it!"

"Do you know their origins, are they from the same place as you?" Gandalf asked.

"I can guess the origin, and it's almost the same as that." Bai Ye said, "It has nothing to do with my hometown. My hometown is full of honest people like me."

"..." Gandalf didn't say anything.

Although he felt that Bai Ye came with kindness, he was honest...

Don't insult honest people, okay?

What did an honest person do wrong? Do you compare yourself to an honest person?

"Those people should come from the legendary main god space." Bai Ye said.

"What is the main god space?" Gandalf expressed doubts.

"Oh, a special space is to capture people and throw them into places where they can do tasks and make them stronger." Bai Ye briefly explained, "There are various versions, categories, and the purpose is similar, but overall, it is an organization that can travel through various worlds to do things."

"So, did they accept the mission and come to Middle-earth?" Gandalf said.

"Probably, this is just my guess." Bai Ye said, "You will know if it's right after seeing you."

Gandalf nodded and asked again, "Wait, you're in the process, don't you have any money?"

"Old Gan, you're meaningless." Bai Ye felt heartbroken, "Am I the kind of person who wants money? If you don't pay, I won't help you? And I've helped you, are you embarrassed to not pay? Even if you don't pay, you must give some expression."

"..." Gandalf didn't say anything.

Nero was thinking about whether to take out a small notebook to record Bai Ye’s words and actions.

After all, he is also a surrogate, and he has always occupied a place but cannot make money.

I always feel it's a bit bad.

In other words, Nero's competitive spirit made him disobey the basic rule of "the witch hunter cannot make money."

One day, Nero, I, will make money too.

Of course, the way to make money that has hurt Bai Ye’s “Okay, I’ll add you one million” does not count.

"Look, you agree with my words too. Okay, don't say these useless things, hurry up and find those people." Bai Ye walked out of the cave with great enthusiasm and took out the fighter plane.

"Get on the car" he greeted Gandalf and the others.

Another shelter from the wind.

The four men and one woman in Gandalf's mouth were resting.

One of the men had a golden ak behind their backs. They were tall and burly, but they had a hint of flattery and restrained face, and their sitting posture was also shrunk.

Instead, it looks the weakest.

The other three men and one woman, each of them, were all pale and had slightly wide gray-white clothes.

Especially that woman, with long hair, pale face, bright red lips and dark circles, she looked like a female ghost.

In fact, she did exuded a strange dead aura, and the white clothes on her body looked like a shroud.

"Gandalff, it's harder than we thought." said a man with a stubborn face, coughing a few times, and then spitting out a few mouthfuls of dark red blood without any concern.

"yes."

Another young man who looked about twenty years old said, touching his chest, "And the little devil who doesn't know what origins, he actually punched me like this. If it weren't for the transformation of the zombie body, this punch would have killed me directly."

His chest was sunken, obviously it was no longer normal, but he could still speak freely.

The other man didn't say anything, but gestured twice, but he was a mute.

"Hehehe"

The woman didn't say anything, she just smiled.

The sound was a bit nice when I first heard it, but the more I got to the back, I felt like the laughter of a ghost, shrill and harsh.

The big man with an ak on his back became paler and he wished he could just stay away from this group of things that were not human, not ghostly.

But he can't, not only can't.

And if he wants to survive, he even wants to make himself look like this terrible.

"What are you afraid of?" Suddenly, the woman turned her head and looked at the big man.

The man's face was horrified, his lips trembled, and he couldn't speak.

"Ha, all newcomers are like this, and this quality is pretty good." said the bearded man, "I remember how scared you were to death by Hongmei last time?"

"Hehehe" Hongmei laughed again.

The young man was so, and he laughed.

The laughter of the two became louder and louder, as shrill as a night owl.

The pale look of horror on the man's face gradually turned into pain.

"Don't kill him, his marksmanship is very good." The bearded man said.

"What's the use of marksmanship?" The young man sneered disdainfully, "Don't forget that what we call the 'main god space' is a ghost land that is dead in the dark, and those enhancements are just supernatural, and the enhancements in the ghost realm. No matter how good the marksmanship is, what's the use of?"

The bearded man shrugged his shoulders and did not continue to say anything.

There is no need to offend two other "teammates" for the sake of a newcomer.

"Just let me make up for it."

The young man stood up, but his movements were extremely stiff, and a pair of long fangs gradually emerged from his mouth.

Seeing this, the man didn't care about anything and turned around and ran away.

But the movements are really embarrassing, and they can be described as rolling and crawling.

He was caught up by the young man before he ran out a few meters away and kicked to the ground.

This big man was not bad. Seeing that he had no hope of escaping, the horror in his eyes turned into a fierce look, he picked up the ak, swept towards the young man.

The bullet hit the young man, but it was like it hit the broken leather.

Bullets were slightly embedded in it, but they kept falling down as the young man approached step by step.

It just left small dents on him.

A shuttle bullet was quickly finished by a big man.

Before the man could get a new magazine, the young man reached out and grabbed the man's head.

The fingernails also became extremely sharp and black. Just by grabbing, they brought a disgusting and fishy storm.

The big man obviously could not avoid this capture, so he could only stare at his eyes and wait for death.

But at this point, a roar came from the sky.

The moment is approaching.

The young man stopped his movements and looked up at the sky, and then his movements were really stiff.

The same is true for the big man, because he also looked at the sky.
To be continued...