The Strongest Deduction of the Comprehensive Comics

Even if their own side has a large advantage, the three people and one beast still choose the way of gang fights.

As for such behavior against the ethics of the strong? In this cruel world, the grass on the grave of the person who sticks to that thing is two meters high.

After coming ashore from the water, with the cold wind blowing, Smeilei, who was gradually fading from drinking, said lazily. "Sorry, we don't want to fight against you and the White Beast in your heyday."

As the voice fell, a miserable male voice suddenly exploded.

"My name is Kobak Alcatraz, compared to everyone who has heard my name. If possible, all magicians, ancestors of the dead, and members of the church, escape from this city!!"

[Inherent Barrier—The Labyrinth)! ! ! 】

Chapter 487 Respective Encounters

With a touch of sadness and helplessness, the calm male voice echoed throughout the city.

There is a hint of magic in the voice, and everyone who hears this voice can feel the strangeness in it, as if they are out of tune with the world.

Accompanied by the sound echoing in the atmosphere, the land of 600 square kilometers slowly derailed from the real space under the circumstances that only a few people could perceive it.

Immediately afterwards, like a rag being torn apart violently, a deafening hiss sounded suddenly, and the time and space with a radius of hundreds of kilometers was abruptly cut from reality, and the entire space was reduced to a magic mirror of different degrees.

The super-giant inherent barrier named The Labyrinth was thus formed.

Time and space are quietly, slowly distorting——! ! !

On the main street of Ota Ward, Tokyo.

The spacious driveway was filled with cars, and the entire street looked extremely crowded. Right above the vehicles, a dead man stepped on the roof, using the expensive cars as a passage, and headed straight towards the car. The living people in front rushed forward.

"Front right, Three Projects Magic - Whisper of the Wind." With a cold female voice.

The ferocious gale carrying the fierce wind blade appeared out of thin air, crossing a distance of tens of meters in an instant, dragging hundreds of cars and the dead disciples on them into the sky.

The extremely sharp wind blade cut through the steel without any hindrance, cut apart the limbs, and cut the car and the dead disciples into pieces.

All of a sudden, the streets rained death mixed with steel and flesh.

With the soft sound of the fine steel hitting the ground, there was a slight resounding sound.

"Straight ahead, the Four Projects—Words of the Gale Wind!!"

Lorelia waved her baton intently, as if commanding a symphony orchestra, commanding a legion of up to 500 magicians, playing the symphony of fate leading to hell in the city streets extending in all directions.

Suddenly, the baton waving in her hand paused slightly, and Loreleiah's face gradually became serious after hearing Koback's miserable declaration.

"The twenty-seventh Zukoback Alcatraz? Is the joke among the Dead Apostles coming too?"

The so-called joke naturally refers to the joke that, as the ancestor of the dead disciples transformed by magicians, Koback built a huge maze in order to protect his knowledge of magic, and as a result locked himself in it, making it impossible to enter and exit.

But in fact, only a high-level combat power like Lorelei knows that Koback is trying to reach the root with the skill of making a maze. The road to the roots.

Therefore, in the eyes of others, Kobaike is a fool who shoots himself in the foot. However, in the eyes of insiders, this guy is a tricky guy who can't fight in a tricky position.

Just when Lorelia was thinking about the impact of Koback's coming, a chill suddenly passed through her mind from the tailbone down the spine.

At this moment, Lorelia's face changed drastically, and eager shouts suddenly sounded. "All defense!!!"

The sky hanging from the vast starry sky quietly distorted, and a vortex full of infinite hatred descended on this spacious street amidst a burst of distortion.

A forest park in Suginami Ward.

In this park full of lush trees, almost virgin forest.

A group of orcs with ferocious appearances are like real beasts, moving quickly between the gaps of the big trees in the forest on all fours.

A dead apostle with a human appearance who was lured into the forest by the vanguard was in a daze, and was torn to pieces by the orcs who suddenly appeared one after another with their strong arms.

The orc let the enemy's blood and broken limbs pour over his body, facing this extremely bloody scene, enough to make any human's scalp numb.

A bloodthirsty and fanatical grin appeared on the face of a wandering sea magician who turned into a beast.

Gavira led the Wandering Sea Magician to hunt down the Dead Apostles in groups in a planned way. Suddenly, when he heard Koback's advice, the old man's expression changed drastically.

"Everyone is alert, don't act rashly, we have fallen into the maze!!!"

The Beastist magicians around stopped immediately after hearing Geweila's order, and looked around guardedly in a row.

"Even you know something about the Great Labyrinth of the 27th Patriarch. It is indeed you, Teacher Geweila." The silent middle-aged male voice slowly echoed in the forest.

Hearing this voice, Geweila's pupils shrank slightly.

rustle——

As the leaves and dead branches were trampled on, a white-haired middle-aged man in a black coat slowly entered Gawila's eyes.

Looking at the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared in front of him, Geweila's pupils suddenly narrowed, and the lion's face covered with fluffy golden hair suddenly became extremely ferocious. It's like the old lion king opened his bloodthirsty fangs again.

"Fabro Lovien, no, the Tenth Patriarch - Nero Kaos, you are a traitor!!!!" The lion's roar mingled with anger suddenly sounded.

Hearing this roar, Nero's steady voice slowly echoed.

"Long time no see, teacher."

Tap-tap--! Tap-tap--! Tap-tap--!

The brilliant sparks exploded continuously, and the instant light directly overwhelmed the stars in the sky.

Dozens of alchemists carrying Gatling machine guns, with frenzied expressions on their faces, were like fanatical arms maniacs, unleashing their terrifying firepower frantically towards the Dead Apostles in front of them.

And behind these crazy arms enthusiasts, hundreds of alchemists were expressionlessly carrying things from their carry-on tactical backpacks.

--boom! ! ! ! ! ! !

A hundred meters away, a nine-story apartment building collapsed. Huge concrete blocks buried hundreds of dead disciples in the apartment underground.

"The power of the C1 magic energy bomb deviates from the expected one by 20%, and the effective time deviates by 10%." An alchemist pushed his glasses indifferently.

The corner of Zi Wan's mouth twitched as she looked at the lunatics behind her.

The core industry of the Atlas Academy is the forging of 'weapons'. Since the Age of Gods, the Atlas Academy has influenced the development of weapons all over the world.

And at the end of the century, which is on the verge of the 21st century, in the Atlas Institute, the guys who can be called magicians on the military side are naturally all the most fanatical modern arms experts.

Modern weapons are suitable for large-scale combat, so there is nothing wrong with excluding these arms fanatics, but for Zi Wan, it is a bit embarrassing now.

'How on earth are these arms dealers who have fallen into the frenzy of "experimental weapons" drawn to fight against the night of Wallachia! ! ! ! ’ Zi Wan covered her forehead with a gloomy face.

At this moment, a suspicious voice sounded softly.