Magic Tower Starry Sky

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"What are you looking at, maybe you are falling for me." Sensing someone's 'eager' gaze, Azad folded his chest in a shy manner.

Seeing the prince's charming appearance, Lin clenched his fists tightly, wanting to punch in from the eye sockets of this guy, and then pull out the brain after mixing it into a paste! But he still took a deep breath, suppressed the anger and fists in his chest, and kept saying like self-hypnosis: "I am broad-minded and tolerant, and I am a rare good person..." At the same time, he walked away .

Realizing he was being ignored, Azad was bored following someone. He who was holding the back of his head yelled, pointed somewhere, and said, "Look, there are butterflies."

Lin subconsciously turned his head and looked in the direction Azad was pointing. Immediately, he lowered his head and lowered his body, narrowly dodging the sword that was slashing at his head. The movements are coherent and done in one go, as if Lin knew he had to dodge the blow. He still didn't forget to say: "Aha! I stopped playing this little trick after I was three years old. You still want to lie to me?"

"I didn't lie to you. I just saw that your head is growing on your neck, which is a bit of an eyesore, so I can help you fix it."

"Those who have heard of trimming hair, eyebrows, and hair, but have never heard of trimming the head. If the head is trimmed, can a person still live?"

"I have confidence in you. It's not a problem to cut off one head and grow two more." Azad clapped his thumbs and showed a bright and confident smile.

"You think I'm a hydra. Even if all the heads are chopped off, they can still grow back together." Someone couldn't help but complained again. After complaining about a certain prince, he said impatiently: "Forget it, I'm going back. I still have a lot of things to do, so I don't have time to waste time here." After speaking, he left in a flash.

Now it was the turn of the devil prince who was left in place to be dumbfounded. He waved his fist towards the empty place and said, "Hey, I'm still here. Damn guy."

His Royal Highness, who was let go, reluctantly beckoned the great demon Starina who was following from afar. This is a rare move. Most of the time it is the big demon who takes the initiative and clings tightly to this strong man who has been in the abyss for more than two years. He has never seen him take the initiative to call. It's just that it walks with a limp and a slow speed. It seems that it has not fully recovered from the severe injury hit by the emperor's personal guards before.

Azad jumped straight onto Starina's shoulder and sat down, gritted his teeth, and said viciously, "Remember the location, let's go back to Estalia. I'm going to kick that bastard's ass!"

Starina raised her head and roared, and instantly restored her tall real body. And the injuries left before also quickly recovered after the release of the power of the devil. Such a move is of course a serious provocation in the temple area surrounded by the Church of the Gods.

But there were countless dead people in front of them, but no one stepped forward to stop or punish this big demon. Just watching it helplessly, carrying the beautiful and powerful darling in a bright red robe on his back, disappeared into a cloud of black and purple stench.

As for the pairs of eyes hidden in the sky... In fact, they were just showing off at the door, and they didn't break in. Could it be that this world doesn't allow others to show their prestige in public areas? That's too bully. Besides, no one called them, and being lost in the mortal world was not a simple matter, so the gods tacitly ignored what happened in the imperial city of Nineveh.

However, there are not only the gods in the sky, or the church personnel on the ground, but also a group of emperor's personal guards, and the black veil army hiding in another place, observing the temple area. That army is composed entirely of noble women, and is dedicated to protecting the army of female dignitaries.

The guard squadrons quickly gathered around their Legion Master. They have no right to undo the armor of the legion commander, and naturally they have no way to solve the problem that the deformed armor continues to oppress the internal organs. Except for the heavy blow to the waist and abdomen, the rest of the armor was as bright as before, and it didn't look like it had experienced a battle at all.

However, the serious injury to the waist and abdomen was not light at all, and it needed to be treated as soon as possible. So a group of people rushed to help their legion commander into the temporarily requisitioned carriage and sent them to the palace. At the same time, walking with the carriage were members of the Muhashabezi family and guard knights, the tax collector family that belonged exclusively to the emperor.

In the hiding place of the Black Veil Army, there are several gaps overlooking the previous battle location. This group of women came with the most skilled martial arts. They did not forget that there was a sister of the Black Veil Army who died in that magician's house in order to protect and control the Marquis of Balan. So this time, they came for revenge.

Everyone wears the hardest crossbows, the best armor, and the best weapons. The original intention was to wait for the target to fight with the head of the emperor's personal guard army, and then rush out in one go and grab the head! And it's still an arrow that clears the way.

Anyway, they knew that with the legendary armor of the head of the personal guards, their arrow feathers could not cause fatal injuries, and flesh injuries were inevitable. As long as the legion leader survives, the emperor will be able to explain. But the magician without heavy equipment must die until he can't die anymore. This is the original plan of the sisters of the Black Veil Army.

When the battle officially started, there was an unexpected character, His Royal Highness the Fourteenth Prince. Although it is difficult for women in the empire to stand on the bright side of the political stage, it does not mean that they are blocked from news. On the day the crown prince was appointed as the new prime minister of the empire, the debate in the palace naturally reached the ears of these women.

However, this group of women will not be scruples because of the emperor's attitude. The enmity between the fourteenth prince and the black gauze army was earlier and more numerous. When the prince was still in the palace, countless knots had already been made. The reason why you don't move the opponent is just because you can't beat it.

There must be a victim, who will consume the prince's energy and physical strength continuously, and reduce his state to the limit, so that it is possible to kill him. But the victims could not be the sisters of the Black Veil Army, but men who thought they were in control of everything.

Today's battle was originally a rare opportunity in the eyes of the sisters of the Black Veil Army. The enemy of the dead sister, pinned down the imperial prince. And the strongest reliance by the emperor's side is also in the battle circle. His armor ensured that he would not die in the rain of arrows. As for the other two, they should report to the land of the Styx under the irresistible offensive of the army.

But the development of the battle, as well as the level of the battle, are different from what they imagined. Maybe they can't understand it, and they can't understand how terrifying it is in the battle circle. But they would count, count how many templars had forced their way in, and then, like the dolls they gave up and dismantled as children, they were dismembered and scattered without resistance.

Those Templars who joined the battle circle were not all unknown or weak, and many of them were young talents that even they admired. If it weren't for the family that needed them to marry a suitable partner to achieve a political union, those few outstanding templars were really the best candidates for their husbands. Such a person also failed.

Especially the weapons flying in the air, under the provocation of the sword tips of the two people, they obediently flew in the direction the provocateur wanted. As big as broken arms and stumps, as small as metal fragments, none of them could land safely, and they were all picked up and made into faster weapons to kill another person! Then it keeps grinding away, and finally turns into fly ash.

In this case, if the fine steel arrow feathers in his hand are shot, what different results will be achieved? A chance to shoot some unlucky guy? At this moment, all the Heisha Army sisters who came here were not so confident. They can only wait patiently, waiting for the opportunity that may not appear. Until the end of the battle, the two targets disappeared from sight, and they couldn't do anything, so they could only leave sadly.

The seemingly peaceful street was filled with the sound of whimpering, and the occasional yelling could bring a group of people together. That was when personnel from various churches began to search and rescue the wounded, and to tidy up the road that was supposed to be full of people coming and going, but was now stained red with blood.

At the beginning, no one thought that this would be such a tragic battle. The most disgusting thing is, as the magician said, it was not they who killed the temple and provoked the gods, so the templars had to launch a holy war to defend their master. It was this group of proud sons with eyes on the top of their heads who thought they could sweep everything away, so they broke out like this, and then hit their heads and broke their blood.

There were not many unlucky ghosts who really died, because the two people who fought didn't pay attention to the group of Templars who entered the battle at all. But none of them were able to get out of the body, and all of them had a certain degree of physical disability.

Those with the least injuries had at least twisted hands and feet. And the one with the most serious injury was caught between those two people competing for strength, and the internal organs were directly stirred into a ball of mud. He was still able to survive, all relying on the divine power brought by his faith, he hung his last breath.

Fortunately, the Church of the Three Holy Lights is nearby, and there are plenty of priests of life. Not to mention that people are not dead, even if they are dead, they can be rescued by using the resurrection technique, even if they are physically disabled or have serious internal injuries. Even if it costs a lot of money, every templar is worth saving~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This is the bishop-level high priest, only one person is left in the temple of the imperial city of Nineveh, and the rest are said to be dead. Went to the holy city of Estali to learn new magic of life. Otherwise, the speed of treating the wounded can be faster. Now I can only rely on the help of the young monks, do some simple treatment, and hang my breath so that people will not be called by God so quickly.

But in the eyes of the elders of various churches, the biggest loss should be that the spirit of this group of young people was broken.

Their failure cannot be described in one miserable word. If the rescued people can regain their strength, then they will be able to absorb enough nutrients from this battle that they should not be involved in to allow them to cross several realms. It can be said that even if this group of people can't reach the same height as the two who were fighting, they can at least raise their original potential upper limit by a few levels and have better prospects.

But there is probably no one in ten who can pull himself together. More people's confidence will be shattered, and they will stagnate in their current realm from then on, and they may even regress. After living such a mediocre life, they will never see the wonderful life they once were the pride of heaven.

The strength of the devil prince Azad can indeed bring despair to people, and the rumors spread by the royal family are true. What is even more frightening is that there is more than one such person. So did the magician. Living in the same era as such a person, perhaps no one is qualified to call himself a genius.