Mage Joan

Seeing the "Grumbling Ball" rampant in the city, many beholder compatriots, including Saoirsa, were hanging by a thread, and Inana's tears were about to shed anxiously.

"Father, you can do it! Otherwise, it will be too late!"

Qiao An smiled bitterly and nodded. He was about to cast a spell in the air. Suddenly, his heart froze. "Mythical Alert" had just caught a strong malice—the source was in the city of Udinese!

After thinking about it, Qiao An put out his right index finger and drew a line in the center of the remote-viewing mirror. The mirror surface was divided into two.

The mirror on the left still shows the melee near the council, and the mirror on the right switches to the source of the maliciousness just now, which is near Mitra's territory.

"Hey...Master Metatron, have you seen the Loth Beast Ranch opposite? It's the territory of that little **** Mitra!"

Elmati, the "whatever you want," led a group of beholders, suspended in the fungus forest near Mitra's territory, introducing the terrain to the princess in white leather dress beside him.

Behind Metatron, there was a large group of mind-seating demons wearing moisturizing leather jackets and black cloaks. There were no fewer than twenty people in sight.

"Thank you, Lord Elmati, for helping me a lot!" Metatron smiled sinisterly, "Mitra is the enemy of my good brother Nosti, and he killed me halfway twice. Good thing, I keep all these old accounts in my heart, and I will never forget them for a lifetime!"

"It turns out that Lord Metatron, you also have hatred with Mitra! Unfortunately, that little **** is said to have left the territory and doesn't know where to hide. Even if we want revenge, we don't know where to find her."

Elmatti said regretfully.

"Haha... I can't find Mitra, so we will destroy her territory first, capture her men and servants, and force them to send a letter to Mitra for help. We will set a trap here and wait for Mitra to surrender. Drag the net."

Metatron said with a sneer.

"Ah? Is this possible?" Elmetti looked disapproving, "I ignored the servant's call for help. Although the territory was destroyed, it hurts, but my life is precious, I guess Mitra thinks so too. ."

"I know a little bit about the traditions of your beholders, but there is nothing in the world. If we don't try it, how do we know if Mitra will be an exception?"

Metatron's smile was not a smile, showing his ignorant contempt for the beholder family.

"Then stop talking, let's do it now!"

Elmatti grinned and wanted to order the beholders to attack Mitra's territory.

But at this moment, time suddenly stopped flowing.

"Linta!"

Far away from Udinese, in the cloud city, Qiao Ann used the "Eye of Heaven" to cast "Mythical Time Is Still", and designated the adopted daughter beside him to stop at the time of exemption.

"Inanna, take this gem, bring the Adamantite Colossus, and send it back to Udinese, and go to the council hall to assist Saoirsa and the others in dealing with the ‘Talking Ball’."

Qiao An stuffed the sapphire inscribed with the "Summon Immediately" symbol into his daughter's hand and told her to be more careful.

"Okay, Father, won't you go back with me?" Inanna asked nervously.

"I want to return to the territory first, and get rid of the traitor Elmedie and the Mind Reaver, and then I will enter the city to join you."

After listening to her father's arrangement, Inana finally relieved her mind and hurriedly changed back to the beholder form, merged into the teleporting beam, and disappeared from the room in a blink of an eye.

Qiao An stared at Metatron in the mirror with extremely complicated eyes, and when his gaze turned to Elmedy, the emotion in his eyes turned into a strong murderous aura.

"Almati, sorry, your ambition ends here."

The young legendary mage draws two "mythical powers", first turns on "mythical radiation", and then sends out a "killing wave" through the mirror!

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In the mushroom forest on the periphery of Mitra Territory, Elmady, who was about to order an attack, suddenly froze in the air, his eyes bulging at the same time, and his mouth wailed like a pig.

"Master Elmati, what's the matter with you?"

Metatron turned his head and looked over, seeing Elmatti's abnormal expression, and could not help being confused.

Under her gaze, Elmetti's big bloodshot eyes exploded without warning, and the broken lens was sprayed directly on her face with a burst of hot blood.

Metatron couldn't help but exclaimed, staggering back, hurriedly wiped off the blood on his face, looked up again, Udinese's chief warlord Elmati was exasperated, and the body was hanging in the air slowly spinning around.

Elmedi's main eye was only a large black hole, and blood mixed with gruel-like brains gurgled out of it, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of blood.

Yes, she is dead.

Just died inexplicably.

What happened?

The Mind Reaver and the Beholder looked at each other. No one knew how Elmati died suddenly. The state of death was so strange and it was a nightmare.

The forest fell into deathly silence.

When Almedi died, the beholders controlled by her "spiritual dominance" also regained their free will. Looking at the mind-severs who had just been regarded as allies by them, their eyes showed unconcealable hatred, and they all drifted towards each other. In the depths of the dense forest, everything disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Metatron couldn't take care of the beholder ally who prevented him from fleeing, the sudden atmosphere of fear, like a pair of invisible hands tightly strangling her throat, made her unable to resist cold sweats, her heart beating violently, as if death was behind her. At any time, she may wave down the sickle that harvests life and send her on the road.

In this weird silence, beside Elmetti's corpse, there was a sudden wave of magic power, and a beam of light rose from the ground, arousing the alertness of the mind-severs.

"Brothers beware! It's likely that Mitra is back. Everyone is ready for the strongest tactics, listen to my orders, take action together, and be sure to kill her as soon as possible!"

Metatron reminded his subordinates through telepathy, and at the same time, he also extracted a piece of mythological power, preparing to use the "mythical brain wave gun" to snipe the uninvited guests who were transmitting.

Sure enough, a large group of suspended spherical creatures appeared in the luminous teleportation array, vaguely showing the appearance of a beholder.

"Hurry up!"

Metatron gave an order, and the twenty-two mind-grabbing demons clustered around her, their milky white eyes flashed with silver light at the same time, using their best psychic powers, preparing to concentrate on the fire and teleport the suspect in the formation." The uninvited guest of Mitra, the magic eye arcanist.

However, the endless stream of time came to an abrupt end at this moment.

All the mind-seating demons including Metatron, the starlight expressions solidified on their faces, and the manifestation process also stagnated in the last second when they were ready to go.