"How could I lie to Young Master Gosto? If Young Master Gosto goes and finds out that I lied to you, you can slap me to death…"
Uncle Zoverl hurriedly shook his head.
This time, Gramina's heart was moved. 1 hour of practice in the tower was equivalent to 1 day of practice outside. He had never heard of such a thing, and Joe Jethro had never told him.
In this way, Joe Jethro still had reservations about him, and did not tell him all his secrets.
"Okay, I believe you once…"
Gramina nodded, and then led someone to follow Uncle Zoverl to the Joe Family Manor.
Soon, when several people arrived, they were stunned by the sight in front of them.
They saw the manor of thousands of acres, which has long been in ruins at this moment, and there is no complete building, and there are broken walls and deep pits everywhere.
On the northernmost side of the manor, a tall tower stands, and the old tower exudes a quaint atmosphere.
"Homeowner…"
Uncle Zoverl looked at the pile of human-shaped ashes on the ground and immediately realized that it was Joe Jethro.
After all, after being with Joe Jethro for so many years, he can recognize it even if it turns into ashes.
"It seems that we are late, then Abel killed your master and escaped…"
Gramina said, but his eyes were constantly scanning on the Demon Suppression Tower.
At the first sight of the town magic tower, Gramina was attracted by the quaint atmosphere of the town magic tower.
"Young Master Gosto, you have to avenge our Patriarch…"
Uncle Zoverl was in tears, and no 1 would have thought that when he left Joe Jethro and fled just now, he didn't hesitate.
"Don't worry, I want to see if what you said is true first."
Gramina said it, and walked directly into the town magic tower.
Inside the tower, the rich aura was constantly invading Gramina's body, causing Gramina's blood to boil.
Unconsciously, Gramina sat cross-legged, and the energy in his body began to run fast.
It also felt that after an hour, Gramina felt that his whole body was full of power.
"Hahaha, it really is a pagoda. Joe Jethro, this guy, has such a good thing? He even hid it by himself…"
Gramina walked out of the tower, but found that it was already dark.
Gramina was stunned for a moment, then looked at his subordinate and said, "How long have I been in?"
"Master, you've been in for a day!"
The next man said.
"1 day?" Gramina was shocked, he didn't expect this to be true.
No wonder his body is full of strength. It turns out that he practiced for a day, not an hour, but he clearly felt that it passed quickly, and the time in the tower was very short.
"Young Master Gosto, I lied to you beautifully. After seeing our Patriarch's death, there is no need to activate the Magic Tower, it has already started by itself."
Uncle Zoverl said quickly.
"Hahaha…hahaha…"
Gramina frantically raised his head and laughed, his eyes exuding frenzy.
"You did a good job. Since Joe Jethro is dead, then this place has become a land without owners. I will invest in you, and you can rebuild this place. In the future, this place will be the affiliated family of my Gosto family…"
Gramina said to Uncle Zoverl.
When Uncle Zoverl heard this, he hurriedly knelt down, and repeatedly bowed his thanks: "This old man is willing to go through fire and water for Gosto Stevenzi…"
"You guys keep me outside, I'm going to retreat, I believe it won't be long before I can reach the peak of a Votu, and even reach the strength of half-step Votu-high, and when I truly break through the realm of Votu-high, the entire Katro The younger generation, I am the only 1, Fugee is still a piece of sh!t…"
Gramina's face was full of excitement and grimness. He was looking forward to the near future, standing at the highest point of the younger generation in Katro, enjoying the praise from all directions.
Soon, Gramina began to retreat, and breaths surrounded Gramina, and bursts of red light flashed on Gramina's forehead…
To be continued........
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