From Prisoner to Si Chen

"Pablo's relationship was destroyed..."

The man in sacrificial clothes wearing a skeleton mask stood on the broken wall at the top of the opera house, looking up at the "fireworks" blooming in the distance, and said lightly.

Beside him, the bearded "mason" was silent for a few seconds and said in a deep voice:

"It's going to be embarrassing now."

Five apostles teamed up to deal with a mortal, and one of them was killed. This is indeed unreasonable.

It is foreseeable that this matter will become a joke in the land of gods for a long time to come.

And Pablo's real body must be angry at this moment.

"We all underestimated the 'Red Sage'. His strength is indeed stronger than his teacher... It can even be said that, looking at the world, it is difficult to find a few mortals who are stronger than him."

Asiers said, looking back down.

The purple-eyed young man was still standing in the center of the ruins of the concert hall, holding the "Philosopher's Sword" in his hand, with a lazy expression and no intention of running away, as if he was waiting for them quietly.

Gilan's appearance even made "Dai Shensong" and "Mason" feel an inexplicable absurdity.

What kind of strength and reliance do you have to be so unscrupulous? Faced with the encirclement and suppression of several apostles, you are still confident...even arrogant? !

"Although the 'Red Sage' has not yet ascended, he has indeed stood at the pinnacle of the world... We are just like ourselves. If we want to take him down, we can't stand still."

Yahils said with a chuckle.

"Let's go down, lest the little guy thinks we are scared. Ha, interesting."

Whoosh!

He and Anthony flashed and reappeared in the ruins of the concert hall.

Almost the next second, Hellman and Avigani also reappeared, standing behind the purple-eyed young man.

The four apostles surrounded him, and their expressions changed from casual to serious.

Just now, the scene of the rift in the starry sky that Gillan slashed with his sword, and the scene of kicking Pablo Pie, made them all realize that they were in the mortal world now, and their apostles were limited by each other. If they were a little bit different, If you are careless, you may end up like "Jazz Triangle".

"Angels, please take action together."

Gilan held the "Philosopher's Sword" and lowered his eyes.

He spoke in a calm tone, as if he didn't care.

"Lest I break them down one by one, destroy each other, and lose face... Then it will become a joke in the land of gods, and it will be spread throughout the corridors by the 'Evil God' Ms. Sade."

"Heh." Avigani laughed. "Gilan Iros, among the people here, in their respective eras, none of them were like you, reaching the top ranks of the world... But there is no one as arrogant as you."

"Arrogant?"

Ji Lan raised his eyebrows and looked at the guy in a black cloak with messy black hair and whose gender could not be distinguished.

He shook his head and said:

"I'm just stating the facts."

"Before you ascended to heaven, all the angels were indeed the top warriors in the world, but who among you can do what I have done?"

"Is there any?"

"..."

Avegni's smile faded and she shut up.

What the other party said is also true.

These apostles were undoubtedly the best of their era before their ascension, but they were not as good as the "Red Sage".

Being able to fight head-on with the apostle Biwo as a mortal, and finally kill him...

It can be said that Gilan Iros's achievements are so dazzling that they can illuminate the past and present. It is difficult to find another outstanding person like this.

"Let's stop the gossip."

Hellman said coldly.

"Gillan Iros, whether you can return to the empire alive tonight depends on your ability."

"Of course I will go back alive, but for you, I'm afraid it's hard to say."

Gillan grinned.

bass--

The "Philosopher's Sword" clanged.

This was the first time he held the sword with both hands since he drew it.

One toss, one to stand.

The scarlet "Philosopher's Sword" stood straight in front of him, blocking half of his face.

At this time, the "Jacobin Grand Opera House" had been destroyed like a ruin, and the concert hall had collapsed, exposing the ceiling.

The bright moonlight illuminated the scene, reflecting the "Philosopher's Sword" scarlet red. The red light shone on the exposed half of Jilan's face, which was coquettish and mysterious.

Gilan's smile slowly disappeared and turned into solemnity.

His eyes were deep and cold.

"Wang Lin·Heavy Rain!!"

Jilan's indifferent voice echoed around.

Boom! !

Just listen to a thunder sound!

The four apostles all frowned.

They could all feel a terrifying aura emerging from the purple-eyed young man in front of them.

A radiating mysterious magnetic field that can only be seen with high spiritual vision bursts out from the surface of the young man's body and spreads around like the radiant light of the sun.

Buzz!

Buzz! !

The night moonlight quickly disappeared.

Obscured by a thick swirling cloud.

The light was dim, leaving only scarlet.

The figure of the surrounded young man began to fluctuate and twist violently - this was due to a vague armor phantom emerging from behind him and becoming one with his body.

The mysterious magnetic field even distorted the horizon, making the four apostles present feel a strong sense of oppression.

They couldn't help but raise their heads and look suddenly at the night sky.

I saw the dense clouds with lightning and thunder, and the entire whirlpool enveloped the sky above the Grand Opera House.

"Stop him quickly!!"

Hellman snapped.

He immediately held up the jeweled cross sword and turned into a blood mist and rushed towards Jilan. He arrived in front of the opponent almost in the blink of an eye and slashed him head-on with the sword.

But Gilan didn't make any move.

Not hiding or avoiding.

He still held the sword in both hands, raised straight in front of him, his purple eyes slightly raised, watching indifferently as Heilmann struck with his sword.

Bang! !

The armored phantom behind him suddenly raised his hand, received Hellman's slash with one hand, and grabbed the gem cross sword.

The "Mad King" closed his five fingers and held the sword tightly, causing Hellman to stagnate.

"What's this……"

Hellman's pupils shrank.

Bang! ! !

Suddenly, Hellman's figure tilted, his entire head was hit by an invisible bombardment, and his twisted body flew out while hanging upside down.

The other three apostles were all shocked.

In just a blink of an eye, they saw the armored phantom's posture change, and it turned into the movement of holding a locomotive-shaped hammer and ending the swing.

"The phantom summoned by the 'Red Sage' is very powerful, and it can blind our perception, skip the coherent movement trajectory, and directly complete the attack."

"Ode to the God of Dai" Yahils quickly analyzed what was going on and said in a deep voice.

"Everyone, be careful!"

But he just finished speaking.

Wow! !

The heavy rain poured down, instantly soaking Yasiels' body.

He groaned suddenly, and felt a tearing pain all over his body, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

What fell on him was not raindrops at all!

Instead, there were streaks of silver sword light!

The body seemed to be pierced with thousands of holes, making crackling sounds.

Whoosh! !

Yahirs made a prompt decision, took out two pieces of parchment filled with dramatic stories, and threw them into the air.

The parchment was floating in the heavy rain, and immediately, a translucent black mist devil and a white-haired elf in gorgeous clothes flew out of it.

These two powerful fictional creatures are derived from the dramatic stories "Faust" and "A Midsummer Night's Dream" invented by Yahirs, the "Ode to the God".

"Devil" Mephistopheles and "Elven King" Oberon.

The devil laughed wildly, opened his mouth, and sucked the rainwater from Yasiel's head into his stomach. Its belly was bulging, like a balloon being blown up, but it was not hurt in any way.

The Elf King raised his scepter and waved it, and the rainstorm changed its trajectory and avoided Yasiels and the other apostles.

At this time, the rivalry between "Devil Dog" Avigani and "Mason" Anthony had taken the opportunity to approach the purple-eyed young man.

Each of their arms turned into huge black claws, and one of them swung his hammer like a masterpiece of sculpture. The attacks of these two seem ordinary, but in fact they are dangerous.

Any sixth level strong person in this world will surely die.

But at this moment.

Click!

A flash of white light illuminated the dim battlefield.

"Ode to the God of Dai" Yahils reacted the fastest. He seemed to have thought of something and his face changed slightly.

"That's...the sound of the shutter?"

Avigani and Anthony's joint attack was frozen in place as time stopped with the flash of the camera's fill light.

"It's Apostle February who is helping secretly!"

Yahils reminded in a deep voice.

But it's too late.

Although Avegni and Anthony's actions were only suspended for a moment, the enemy they faced was the "Red Sage" Gilan Yiros.

Moreover, the distance between the two sides is only a few meters.

It's so close!

And the timing of the shutter snap is too fatal!

Jilan looked at the motionless weirdo in black cloak and the bearded man holding a hammer in front of him, and noticed the shock flashing across their faces.

He grinned.

"Thanks, Ms. Cross."

At this moment, Gilan merged with the armor phantom behind him and completely transformed into the "Mad King".

bass! ! !

He held the "Philosopher's Sword" in both hands and slashed horizontally!

With this sword, he used "Attribute Rebuilding" to temporarily increase the strength to 85 points. At the same time, with the blessing of "Wang Lin Heavy Rain", he broke through to the terrifying 100 points.

With such attributes, he seems to be an extraordinary person.

I am afraid that even those who have ascended to the 7th level of the body will be ashamed of themselves.

Buzz! ! !

The dazzling silver stars passed by, illuminating the surroundings of the Grand Opera House like daylight for several kilometers.

The spectacle-like brilliant light lasted for ten seconds.

Boom! ! !

Terrifying explosions continued one after another.

Jacobin seemed to have been bombed.

The ground shook and the mountains shook with great force.

The "Jacobin Grand Opera House" was razed to the ground in an instant! Even the streets, street lights, landscapes and decorative buildings in that area were all destroyed by the terrifying sword light and turned into powder.

The shock wave created a hurricane.

At this moment, countless people in the federal capital were screaming and exclaiming, looking at the lightning, thunder and starlight scene coming from the direction of the Grand Opera House from a distance.

The surrounding traffic arteries were blocked, and thousands of people stopped to watch.

There were also countless troops, armored vehicles, and tanks passing by, forcefully expelling people in the name of "emergency war orders."

There was a lot of noise and screaming.

There was chaos in the Jacobin capital of the Federation.

Wow!

A stone pier several meters high was thrown away, and a broken figure in military uniform struggled to walk out of the ruins.

It is the one-armed man "Colonel Blood" Heilman.

At this moment, his whole body was covered with cracks, like porcelain that would shatter at any time.

Heilman looked around and fell into silence.

This place has become a land of empty ruins. The original federal wonder "Jacobin Grand Opera House" has disappeared without a trace, leaving only the remains of buildings everywhere.

The torrential rain continued to pour.

The falling rain curtain blurred the vision, and the flashing thunder and lightning in the sky shuttled like silver dragons.

Boom! !

"Were the alter egos of Avegni and Anthony also completely destroyed by the sword of the 'Red Sage'..."

Hellman muttered with a look of disbelief.

At this moment, he had lost the strength to fight again, and could only try his best to emit blood mist to block the invasion of the rainstorm sword energy.

But even so, his cracked face began to break and fall off, making rustling sounds.

Not far away, a embarrassed figure also ran quickly. It was the other person of "Ode to the God" Yahirs.

"Damn it!"

The skeletal mask on Yasils' face fell off at some point, revealing the face of a handsome and pale young man underneath.

"How could Gilan Iros's sword be so destructive?!"

His expression was twisted, and his eyes showed deep confusion.

"This power clearly no longer belongs to the world! Absolutely not! But why didn't he ascend?!"

"Has the law of the world collapsed?!"

The devil and the Elf King followed closely beside him to block the heavy rain.

After the two met, they looked at each other and were speechless.

Both sides looked extremely ugly.

They know that the "Red Sage" Gilan Yiros has full wings and possesses power that is arrogant to the world.

If such a powerful person in the world, like his teacher "White Sage" Parra, chooses not to ascend but to stay in the world, it will be an extremely terrible thing for the Federation.

Because after this battle, it is 100% certain that no one can stop him except Speaker Leonidas.

The "Red Sage" will become a heavy weight that overwhelms the balance between the two countries!

Wow! Wow! Wow! !

At this time, there was a sound of heavy greaves footsteps.

Hellman and Yahils looked together.

I saw a figure covered in ferocious armor, with a scarlet cloak fluttering behind his back, holding a locomotive hammer in one hand and a philosopher's sword in the other, walking slowly.

Crack!

Crackling! !

Silver electric light flashed, and a twisting beam of light as thick as a bucket fell around the figure.

All materials struck by lightning, whether they were steel and concrete blocks or the debris of decorations flying out of the opera house, were all disintegrated into nothingness.

At this moment, the "Red Sage" seemed to be the king in the storm, patrolling his territory.

That tall body came with a terrifying sense of oppression.

Hellman and Yahils held their breath, and even had a strange illusion——

The "Red Sage" is invincible in the world.

Whether it is an ascendant or a transmutation one.

No matter if it is an apostle or even Si Chen.

If the gods are the gods of the divine land, then Jilan is the god of the earth. Even if the gods come to earth, they will lose their majesty in front of this person...