When the underside of all the hurricanes touched the core of the first circle above the ground, almost instantly, a huge crater was drilled into the ground.

And, as the hurricane closes, those originally fragmented air currents end up forming a huge whole!

In an instant, the wind above the square reached its peak.

There were a few berserkers who didn't have time to dodge, and in the blink of an eye, they were swept into the air by the terrible hurricane, and they disappeared into the clouds, and they were never seen again.

They made hoarse noises, but in the presence of the wind, the shouts were so faint that they could not be heard clearly.

Several relatively thin magisters in the distance were also a little untenable at this time, and they involuntarily moved a few steps in the direction of the hurricane, so frightened that they hurriedly grabbed their companions around them, for fear of being swept away by the hurricane.

However, they did not dare to evacuate without permission, because His Majesty had not yet given the order.

Cjobry relied on his fat size to stand in front of King Clat, and he cried out: "Your Majesty, let's get out of here quickly, if we continue like this, I'm afraid there will be real danger!"

Klatt's gold-threaded embroidered robes, loud in the wind, looked at the hurricane in the center of the square, which was getting bigger and more destructive, and his eyes changed uncertainly, as if he was hesitating.

At this moment, only to hear a scream from beside him, one of the magisters did not stand still and fell to the ground.

The other magister beside him was just about to crouch down to save him, but he almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, leaned back, and supported Lin Mian with both hands, so as to avoid being swept away by the hurricane.

The magister, who had fallen upside down, was carried by the hurricane and rolled twice in the middle of the square. When he reacted and tried to stand up desperately, he found himself in the terrifying power of the hurricane

Feeling his body being blown and dragged forward, the magister looked desperate and shouted, "No, no, no, help me!"

He cried out as he clung desperately to the ground, but there were no cherry blossoms on the ground except for the smooth stone slabs

An earth magus reacted fairly quickly, chanting a spell in his mouth, and then hearing a "bang" sound, a huge rock appeared on the ground behind the unlucky man, blocking his path at once.

Just when the unlucky guy thought that he had finally escaped and would no longer be in danger, and was about to get up and walk back to his original position, the hurricane that continued to spread outward grabbed him at this time, and in an instant swept him into the whirlpool of the hurricane

His voice of despair had not yet dissipated, but it was long gone.

When the magisters saw Tzu's situation, they all stepped back a few steps in horror and looked at Klatt in unison.

They had made up their minds that if the mad king did not give the order to retreat, they would be ready to flee at any time.

Because if you don't run again, it is estimated that everyone will die here, and you don't have to worry about the wrath of His Majesty the King anymore!

Finally, Kratt gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go!

The dozens of Magisters were pardoned, and they immediately began to flee into the distance.

At this time, they can't manage too much, and they will protect themselves when the disaster comes, where will they take care of the safety of His Majesty the King.

But the dead fat man Jobry had been by Crat's side all the time, for fear that His Majesty would be blown away by the gale.

Could it be that Jobrie really cares so much about Crat's life and death?

In fact, this is not the case, and there are two main reasons why he does not abandon Klat.

First, he was too fat to run fast, so he had to stay by Klat's side to support him.

Second, the fat man knew very well in his heart that he was able to have his current status because of Klat's reuse.

Of course, this is not Chobley's gratitude, but in the past few years, Jobrie has offended many nobles in order to help Kratt. If it weren't for the king's existence, then he probably wouldn't have survived, because his enemies already hated him!

Not long after Klatt and the others left the square, countless cracks began to appear in the walls around the square.

At the beginning, the cracks on the walls were not big, they were all fine veins, but the bricks and tiles on the top of the walls were all carried by the strong wind and flew into the whirlpool of the hurricane

But it didn't take long for the walls to begin to crack rapidly, almost in the blink of an eye, and all four walls disappeared in an instant, all destroyed by the hurricane.

Standing on a belvedere far away, Klatt had a complicated look in his eyes.

In order to build this new capital, Klatt spent a lot of money and energy.

As a key player in the construction of the capital, it was clear to Clatt how strong every building in the city was.

However, even these buildings, which seemed to him to be strong enough, were completely devastating in the face of the terrible hurricane summoned by Simon, as if they were paper paste, and there was no way to resist them.

Of course, he knew that an archmage possessed the strength of the Land of Destruction, not to mention Simon, whose strength was far above that of the archmage.

It's just that Simon has rarely made a move over the years, which makes the king forget a little bit about the horror of this madman who once fought alone with the demon dragon.

Looking at the Garneman Palace, which was constantly being destroyed, although Klatt looked calm on the surface, his heart was actually dripping blood, and this city was pouring his heart and soul into it after all.

Jobrie looked at the restless Magisters, Berserkers, and Paladins behind him, then walked over to Klatt and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, what shall we do now?"

In fact, the fat man means that it is still unsafe here, after all, the terrible hurricane is constantly spreading outward, and this place may be affected at any time.

If he could, Job was even willing to move his fat body and run outside the city of Fulong.

Klatt turned around and gave him a cold look: "What's the matter? I'm not afraid of death, you're already worried about being like this?"

Jobrie suddenly closed his mouth, not daring to say more.

Klatt looked at the hurricane that was getting bigger and bigger in the distance, his heart was stirred, so far away, he could feel the wind blowing him a little untenable, what kind of terrible wind should Simon face in the hurricane?

In the middle of the square, Simon was suspended in the air, his face calm as the fierce hurricane blew his hair and clothes around, and his eyes were fixed on the sacrificial circle above the ground.