From Prisoner to Si Chen

The three Mr. Storks were meditating when they were suddenly awakened by a burst of noisy movement.

When they opened their eyes, they saw a strange girl in a snow skirt, standing at the edge of the open-air stone palace, with a look of fear on her face, and she kept retreating.

The "Mad King" wearing stone armor walked towards the girl with that intimidating sense of oppression.

"run!"

"Must run!"

"If my conscious body is killed by the 'kingdom guard', my body in reality will become an empty shell!"

Seeing this, Dedel knew that nothing could be done, so she decisively turned around, turned around and ran away.

At the same time, she forced her "conscious body" to wake up and tried to escape from Gilan's spiritual kingdom.

However, in the outside world, the singers of the "Chorus" kept singing and the melody never stopped. So much so that no matter how hard Dedel tried, it was completely ineffective and she just couldn't wake up.

In the past, the "Chorus" was a solid ally of the "White Dove Tower", and the two sides cooperated in a tacit understanding. It is precisely because of this that every time Dedel invades the target's mind, she can rely on her singing to maintain her actions.

But now, that singing made her extremely angry!

The "Chorus", her most reliable trump card, blocked her escape route!

Didier looked back in despair.

The two-meter-tall "Crazy King" was already in front of her. Without saying a word, the other party reached out with one hand, grabbed her head and lifted her up.

"You..." Didier was about to speak.

call! !

The "Crazy King" picked her up and swung her to the ground like a rag doll!

Boom! !

Dedel's slender body drew an arc and hit the ground hard, making a loud noise.

Even the ground shook.

Dedel felt her consciousness suddenly shake, and her mind went blank. The whole body was like porcelain full of cracks, on the verge of collapse.

"How...how could this happen..."

She lay on the ground, her limbs twitching.

He murmured, his eyes empty.

As the most outstanding member of the "White Dove Tower", "Sonnet", Dedel never imagined that such a day would come to her. I have been planning carefully and secretly for many years, but I have been frustrated repeatedly by the same person.

In the end, it ended up like this.

The "Tailing Ceremony" failed...

No, it should be said that this was not true from the beginning, because Guillain Yiros cannot symbolize an "actor" at all.

He embarked on a completely new path.

And because his confident backhand underestimated Jilan's strength, he fell short and lost everything.

Especially this spiritual kingdom that is completely inconsistent with the iron laws of the mysterious realm...

A level 2 spiritual mystic actually has a "Kingdom Guard"...

Ah……

Even if the truth of this matter is known to the "White Pigeon Tower", I'm afraid no one will believe it.

Dedel's broken face was full of defeat.

She lost...

What a total loss!

"Mad King" Iros looked down at the girl on the ground.

Dedel moved her eyes with difficulty and looked at him.

Above the gray stone armor and under the crown, there is a handsome but crazy smiling face.

"die!!"

Iros stepped down.

The gray stone greaves hit like a heavy hammer, crushing Didier's consciousness.

Bang! !

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"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

Above the Imperial Plaza, Dedel's screams echoed through the night sky.

He even broke the harmonious melody of the "Chorus" and sang in unison with the hymns.

I saw the girl in the snow-white dress kneeling on the ground, vomiting blood, having a mental breakdown, and screaming like crazy.

But soon, her expression froze, and she fell straight to the ground with a plop, without any reaction.

The destruction of consciousness means that her "self" disappears, leaving only a body that can only breathe and heartbeat.

Dedel's reaction really shocked everyone present. Even the singing of the "Chorus" stopped abruptly.

The entire square fell into a brief silence.

Both sides were surrounded by figures in white cloaks. The ragged old man Manolan was using overwhelming strength to push Maiev and others to a dead end.

Three of the five committee members fell to the ground and were dying. The remaining two people only relied on their tenacious will to support their bodies and stand, their fingers trembling slightly.

As the team leader, Maiev turned pale and was panting due to excessive consumption.

The matchbox in her hand was empty.

However, as a fourth-level long-timer, Manolan is still full of energy. Apart from a pair of already tattered clothes that were burned, no trace of any injuries could be seen on the body.

"Miss Jiu Ge seems to have miscalculated..."

The old man turned his head to look at the girl lying on the ground, and shook his head regretfully.

"I have said many times that conspiracy and conspiracy need to be based on sufficient strength... Without strength, it is like a loft in the sky, which will fall down at the first touch."

He sighed and locked his gaze on the bloody-haired young man with the cane.

Manolan's eyes were deep, and his old face covered with scars showed a hint of indifference.

"Although the plan failed, I still have to do something before I can go back to work..."

Say it.

Bang! !

The old man stepped on it.

The thick stone slabs in the square immediately shattered, revealing a spiderweb-like crack two meters in diameter.

Manolan's figure flashed past in the blink of an eye!

Go straight to Gilan!

"Agent Gillan, be careful!!"

Maiev's face changed slightly and she turned her head to remind.

Everyone present saw the blood-haired young man calmly holding a bronze cane in one hand, and with the other hand, he slowly took out a small black stone...

What is he going to do?

Everyone was puzzled.

Manolan rushed to Ji Lan, but his old face suddenly froze, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes.

The scarlet inverted cross pentagram was engraved on the obsidian piece held between the blood-haired young man's fingers!

Manolan recognized at a glance that it was a mark that only the King of Hell was qualified to imprint...

How could he have such a thing? !

The next moment, Manolan's figure froze, he made a quick decision and retreated quickly.

However, it was already too late.

I saw Jilan flicking his finger.

Ding!

The pitch-black stone piece the size of a fingernail was thrown up in a swirling motion, and a dazzling red light bloomed in an instant!

Even the entire Imperial Plaza instantly turned into scarlet!

Woo! ! !

A terrifying hurricane roared out!

With Jilan as the center, it radiates to the surrounding areas.

Everyone was so blown away that they stepped back, raised their hands to cover themselves, and looked horrified.

Especially in the direction that Jilan was facing, a spiral wind pillar visible to the naked eye gathered, like a thick scarlet python, and slammed into Manolan's chest!

boom! !

"Ha--" Manolan opened his mouth wide, his eyes widened, and his facial features were distorted. Due to being blown by the evil wind of hell, his voice was swallowed up, leaving only the roar of the wind.

As a level 4 "patient", the old man's proud resilience and adaptability are difficult to achieve in the bad wind.

The wind was like densely packed invisible knives. In just one breath, Manolan's skin, hair, muscles and even bones were cut into pieces!

Despite his amazing recovery power, he could not keep up with the destructive speed of the evil wind. Just a little skin and flesh grew, and in the next moment, more was shaved off!

Three seconds!

Manolan only lasted three seconds in the "Evil Wind Curse Seal" before he was blown into pieces as big as his fingers.

"retreat!!"

A singer in a white cloak from the "Chorus" shouted.

Uh-huh!

More than a dozen figures fled in one direction, which was behind the statue of the Head of State. On the ground there, a magic circle was shining.

"Want to run?" Ji Lan smiled slightly.

He raised his hand and flicked again.

Ding!

The stone pieces suspended in front of him rotated at high speed. As Jilan pointed his hand, the spiral wind column twisted and turned, sweeping towards the people of the "Chorus"——

Boom boom boom! !

The stone slabs in the square burst and debris flew everywhere.

The singers of the "Chorus" were like waste paper rolled into a paper shredder, all turned into fragments in the wind column!