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We only met for the second time
The emerald wings, like butterfly wings, stretched out with the strong wind. On the golden Ark King’s Table, Gilgamesh dragged his chin and looked indifferently at the magicians who were fighting fiercely with the dead disciples below.
“It’s just some bastards, are you worthy of asking me to take action?” Gilgamesh’s red eyes gleamed with displeasure when he saw those low-level dead disciples with ferocious faces and bloodthirsty like mad dogs.
Suddenly, the ancient queen raised her head slightly, and her onyx-like eyes flashed a hint of surprise. In her eyes, the crimson cherry blossoms with blood-colored lines formed a blood-colored forest, quietly surrounding an ancient building, as if guarding what.
“Constructing the inherent barrier repeatedly in this labyrinth-like inherent barrier?” Gilgamesh tilted his head slightly, a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes, like a hunter seeing a prey.
Gently patted the golden throne under him, the emerald wings suddenly expanded, and the golden ark pierced the night sky, drawing beautiful curves in the sky, avoiding the twisted space around, and quickly approaching the bloody cherry.
In the commercial street on the ground, the sturdy divine bull compared each other and kicked away the dead disciples who were trying to get close.
The thunder surrounding the muscular forefoot directly shocked the dead disciples who dared to offend the king in front of them.coke.
Iskandar shook his red shirt and looked enviously at Vimalakirti who was far away. “Oh, can that ark escape those twisted spaces? It’s really enviable?”
“I can’t get it! My king, it’s useless for you to be envious here. Think about how to get rid of the entanglement of the dead on the ground.” Weber, who was wrapped in the quilt, sniffed and muttered silently.
Iskander’s thoughts are probably the most clear to Webber. This guy’s problem of robbing good things can’t be changed.
“Haha, that’s what I said.” Hearing Weber’s complaints, Iskandar laughed, touched his head, smoothed the messy red hair on his head, and scanned the surrounding people with incomparable sharpness. Dead Apostles.
“Is there about 30,000 people? Is the purpose to hold me down as a Heroic Spirit?” Iskandar pulled out his beloved sword Cyprus from his waist, grinning, revealing a mouth full of white teeth.
“No matter who is the mastermind behind the scenes, it is your biggest mistake to compete with me Iskandar in numbers!!!”
[Inherent enchantment – the army of the king! ! ! ! ! 】
With the heroic roar of Iskandar, the yellow sand that covered the sky covered the city with a radius of 1,000 meters! ! ! ! !
clack! despair! despair! despair! despair!
The sound of the leather boots colliding with the ground quickly sounded, and a purple figure ran fast on the spacious sidewalk.
It’s not so much a run, but from Zi Wan’s delicate face covered in sweat and her anxious purple eyes, she can see that she is—running for her life.
At an altitude of less than 30 meters behind Zi Wan, a group of bats with red eyes formed a pitch-black sky, guarding a blond man in a black cape with makeup that resembled the Count Vampire in the movie.
The Thirteenth Patriarch of the Dead Apostles – The Night of Wallachia.
The great alchemist from the Atlas Academy went mad because he couldn’t figure out a way to avoid the demise of mankind, and degenerated into the ancestor of the Dead Apostles.
However, now under the control of the Six Dark Kings, he has briefly recovered his due sanity.
“What a bad joke, as a sinner of the family, I was forced to kill the younger generation of the ZTE family…”
“Run away, try to escape as far as possible.”
Wallachia Night looked at Zi Wan who was running for her life on the ground with a little sadness, and the bat swarm under her feet suddenly ejected thousands of magic bullets.
The purple magic bullet slid through perfect arcs in the night sky, forming an airtight barrage net covering the sky and covering the sky towards Zi Wangai.
“Damn inherent enchantment, damn Kalbek, isn’t it good to be your laughing dead apostle?!!!” Zi Wan pursed her lips, and her sweaty face was full of aggrieved expressions.
Even the ancestors of the Dead Apostles could not match the terrifying power of the Atlas Academy, one of the three giants of the Magician Association.
Originally, many of his comrades were by his side. Under the bombardment of various magic equipment, he paid the price of dozens of casualties. The night of Wallachia was on the verge of desperation several times. If it wasn’t for his conceptualized body, he would have died tragically on the spot.
However, under the influence of Kalbek’s big labyrinth, a large number of alchemists were transferred to a dangerous place in the fierce battle, leaving only Ziwan to face the night of Wallachia alone.
“Being in a desperate situation when you are about to win, this situation is really bad!!!” Zi Wan cursed angrily.
The powerful magic props that came with him were all used up in the night of the siege of Wallachia, and now the props on his body are enough to deal with some dead apostles…
Ancestor of the Dead Apostles? Wash and sleep, remember to customize the mortuary!
Suddenly, the tingling sensation in the back of the back made Zi Wan’s heart tighten. The girl turned her head quickly, and a red light flashed in her eyes.
Under the effect of magic, Zi Wan can see the directions of thousands of magic bullets behind her with only the corner of her eyes.
The brain, which is born with the ability to think sevenfold at the same time, is running fast, like a computer, calculating the best position to avoid.
“Ether Line” Zi Wan whispered a magic incantation, the amber bracelets on her hands suddenly disintegrated, and threads of silk suddenly poured into Zi Wan’s body.
As the silk thread sank into the body, Zi Wan’s movements slammed aside, like an incomparably precise machine, and began a gymnastics performance that made gymnastics champions feel ashamed and reached the limits of the human body.
The ether beam of the magic silk thread in nanometers can control the composition of the simulated nerve, and Ziwan is forcing the ether beam to take over his motor nerve, directly synchronizing his nerve with the brain operation.
It can be said that once the brain’s evasion calculation is wrong, Zi Wan will die tragically under the bombardment of the magic bullet.
This is a terrifying technique that only a lunatic who believes in his own computing power can use.
——Bang bang bang bang! !!!!!!
The dense explosion sounded in a hurry, and thousands of deep pits were blasted out of the gray-brown asphalt road itself, setting off a huge gray fog.
Wallachia stood silently in the sky at night, observing the dust and fog on the ground, praying for his descendants.
Suddenly, a figure emerged from the dust mist and fell into the middle of the road with a bang, and then struggled several times, trying to get up and escape.
“Cough, are you going to die?” Zi Wan spat out two mouthfuls of blood with internal organs, and her face covered with black and gray was full of unwillingness.
The girl’s light purple beret had long since disappeared from the previous scene, and the long ponytail at the back of her head was cut in half by a magic bullet, and there was an unpleasant smell of burnt odor, and her body and body were all densely packed. Potholes, burst out a great scenery.”We’re just meeting for the second time, Miss Ziwan? Are you ragged, are you inviting me to have a haircut?”