Duke of Grief

Against the black dragon or against the Principality of the Winds of Sorrow?

This choice is not difficult to make.

"Jacques, your resentment towards the black dragon is too heavy." A warm, jade-like voice rang in Jacques' ears, and then, he saw that all the orders he had given were overwritten.

Jacques' face quickly dimmed, and the voice continued: "I know Orem's death has a great impact on you, but now is not a time for self-blame, that black dragon is only part of the target, not all. Kill The black dragon is not our purpose, but a means and a process.

"It is our mission and purpose to destroy the Principality of the Winds of Sorrow, the Kingdom of Kurt and the Kingdom of Koror."

Even if the ability to provide a barrier to the outer city is lost, the outer city wall still has the function of receiving magic power and building a'bombardment'.

The three elemental furnaces roared in unison, preludes to the destruction movement, arcanists whispered in unison, activating one spell matrix after another, and the lines of magic gathered to shine in the wall, from the root system to the trunk to the leaves , As if a towering tree suddenly rose from the ground.

From the ground to the city wall, from the central tower to the outer city, the magic of the surging lightened the whole city, and Cervantes and Ziegler felt the movement of this floating city at the same time.

Legends on the battlefield frowned, and could not help staring, the "breath" of destruction and death was coming from the direction of the floating city.

Jacques' lips twitched, but eventually he closed his mouth, but his expression was more gloomy.

Ziegler tilted his head and looked at the three legends in front of him with helpless lips, and sighed: "Rena, the **** mode."

The puppet girls who are fighting with the three legends suddenly stop, their heads hang down slightly, and countless scorching steam suddenly ejected from the joint gap, and the magic power condenses into a glowing wheel behind them, even the magic power flowing under the ground Unable to resist the extraction of doll girls.

The "Magic Vacuum" appeared only after it was noticed by the arcanists, and immediately cast attention.

Because their characteristics are too obvious, the Arcanists thought of the missing "hidden project" at a glance.

"God-killing machine puppet?!"

The deity of the plague **** fell into the chest, and a virtual soul captured a divine nature from it. When the deity merged into the soul, the rank of the doll girl began to rise continuously.

The breath of the gods suddenly appeared and poured out to the entire battlefield. The fighting incarnations of the three gods looked up in amazement. "The **** of plague? Isn't he dead?"

Eyes narrowed slightly like a pair of ruby, Ziegler picked up a cigarette and grinned.

Stretching his hands to bounce the rune halo around him, several characters were ejected, turned into huge fireballs in the air, drawn a few arcs, bypassed the doll girl, and flew to the three legends.

With a little hesitation, the arcanists again evoked wind and snow, the water element condensed, the wind element swirled, and the storm and snow swept through.

The black dragon and the red dragon took a deep breath at the same time, the scorching breath circling in the lungs, the cold air beside them warmed up horribly, the two dragons were far apart, even facing each other, but they made the same choice at the same time.

The legends and transcendents of the arcane empire took their footsteps, striking clearly towards Ziegler and Cervantes.

But at this time, the two giant dragons turned back in unison, and the flames brewing in the throat suddenly spewed out. The dragon roared through the city. Two bursts of conical dragon breath covered the earth, like an hourglass. All shrouded in it.

No one expected this to happen-no one knew how they did this tacit agreement without any communication!

However, the magical cohesion did not stop, and the magical energy shelling was ready.

"Let's launch!" He slammed into the minds of dull arcanists and woke them up.

A slender finger like green onion suddenly moved the magic string, causing a moment of stagnation in the mighty tide of magic.

The operations of the arcanists then stopped because they suddenly found that their operations were confined to the inner city. Although it was only a moment, it was enough to disintegrate the magic energy.

Generally speaking, this situation is impossible, and even powerful divine power cannot affect their operations. However, when a ‘divine’ sneaks into the inner city, the situation is completely different!

The doll girl hovered quietly in the air thirty feet above the ground. After the indifferent eyes flashed divine light, a gray-green halo symbolizing the "plague" slowly turned behind him.

[God (Plague) mode, start].

The Arcanists frowned and stared at the scene on the screen. On the first day of their return, they found the research base where the "God Killer Puppet" was located, and also found some residual information, but they should have fallen into sleep. The magical machine figure disappeared.

The gods outside the Assatom sect are not so easy to talk about. If they are discovered that they are working on such things as "killing the gods", the empire may be sought after.

In addition, the research and development of the God Killer Puppet has come to an end. Before leaving, they took the heart of the God Killer Puppet and let it fall asleep to wait for the return of the empire.

This was a weapon they used to deal with the gods, but they did not want to fall into the hands of the Principality of the Winds of Mourning.

"Kill the God Machine Puppet, come back!"

Jacques made an attempt, and he has become an enemy anyway. It would be good if he could bring the God Killer back to their side. Even if he couldn't, it wouldn't be a pity.

The violent blizzard extinguished the burning fire, and Cervantes and Ziegler were again exposed to the eyes with a grinful smile, which made the arcanists couldn't help the heart beating.

They each face their enemies, most of the legends and transcendents of the arcane empire are scorched black, and the roaring wind rolls up the ashes, blowing away the stench that has left the place.

Even if it is prepared in advance, the armor and clothing on the body can resist or even absorb a certain degree of high temperature, however, the temperature of the two dragon breaths has already exceeded that upper limit.

The molten iron gradually cooled and solidified in the cold wind, and the figures of the two Yuanzhu Yuezhi stood at the limit of their sight. Even the supernatural and legendary hearts of deadly casualties jumped a trace of fear.

Rena slowly raised her right hand, and the light wheel suddenly spread out behind her, blooming in all directions, and a brilliant flower grew in the air.

When Jacques heard two sighs, the three Arcanists suddenly arranged the staff in his hand, and the magic pattern suddenly spread on the Master Tower. The Arcanists whispered ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the air before the Master Tower suddenly rumbled, The invisible forces collided with each other, and the atmosphere fluctuated instantly.

The roar flooded the auricle, and the sound wave hit the eardrum like a wave, and the plague spread quietly.

The legend is unharmed, but some extraordinary people have difficulty in protecting themselves under this conflict. They cover their heads and cry, completely unaware that the germs in the body have spread, and Cervantes also took the opportunity to act.

He pointed it as a sword, and clicked on the brains of those extraordinary people, penetrated the skull and shattered the brain.

When the black dragon passed by them, without exception, they all became corpses!

The divine power collides with the magic power, the three element furnaces are running at full speed, the element annihilation reaction continues to occur, and the magic power is continuously squeezed out of it.

The aftermath of the conflict between the gods and mortals has enveloped the entire inner city, the broken walls are blown up by the shock wave, and heavy pressure is on everyone. Only the black dragon laughs in the sky, walking one step at a time, walking among those extraordinary between.

Just then, another great arcanist Harvey suddenly frowned, looking at the black dragon, he remembered something.

If the cooperation between the black dragon and the red dragon was based on tacit agreement, then before that, is there another time?

Isn't it always possible to be "a tacit understanding"?

There must have been an exchange between them, but when did they communicate? How is the communication going on?

If he remembers correctly, the black dragon cannot use spells, and the relationship with the red dragon is not very good...

The texture of the world became magnificent data and planes, lines, and dots in one pair of eyes. When she lifted her right hand, she held a virtual grip against the floating city, as if the whole world was held in her hands.

"Edith, Latinia, get started!"

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