The team rushed to the center of the city quickly, and the speed was not slow, because there were several strong men making arrows in the front, and if the Dead Apostles had a trap in place, it was impossible to hide their perception, which was the confidence of being a strong man. The route of the team's advance was calculated, and in any case, as the arranger, the vice president Ahmed was an alchemist from the Atlas Academy, and the entire alchemy array retained the style of the Atlas Academy.

In the center of the alchemy array, a black castle stood abruptly, and the gray mist of the Dao Dao emanated from the castle, volatilized in the air, and mutated into a white mist that filled the entire city. This is the center of the alchemy array. The entire alchemy array is made up of thirteen different nodes, but this castle is the central point, where the white mist and life force are collected.

The castle is the most important node, and the castle has been arranged as the Dead Apostle's Sanctuary - something similar to the magician's workshop, providing protection and blocking the sun, allowing the Dead Apostles to use their full abilities during the day. Almost all the combat power of the Dead Apostles was gathered here, and the Sixteenth and Seventeenth Ancestors, who were the high-end combat power of the Dead Apostles, as well as other Dead Apostles who were more than 400 years old, appeared in the hall of the castle.

White-winged Gongte Van Mu shook the red wine in his hand, and his scarlet eyes shot a sharp gaze: "Ahmet, are you sure that they will attack this castle instead of dismantling the other nodes?" ”

A thin middle-aged man in a white Atlas Academy alchemy costume replied while fiddling with the alchemy items in his hand: "Don't worry, I know very well the style of that Hermes guy, and he will definitely get to the point, no matter what, he is an old friend who has worked together for thirty years." ”

Bai Yi Gong Tefan Mu took a sip of red wine, and his pale face became stern: "I hope so, otherwise, hum!" ”

Ahmed bowed slightly: "I promise with my life!" ”

Blackwing Annunciation, who had been silent on the side, said abruptly, "They're coming." ”

Blackwing reveals Lakmoa as a bird fanatic, and it's normal to spot enemies through the bird's eye.

"Oh?" There was no big surprise in the White Wing Gongte Fanmu: "How many people?" ”

"As expected, the Clock Tower's Chant Brigade, the Atlas Academy's Alchemist Brigade, and the Templar Church's Inquisition Knights."

"It's kind of interesting, just see how big a wave they can make!" After speaking, Bai Yi Gongte Fanmu raised his head and drank the red wine in his glass, and stood up, "Get ready to greet these uninvited 'guests'!" ”

Blackwing announced that Lakmoa did not move, looking up, his long narrow eyes staring at him: "Tefanmu Ottenroche, remember your promise. ”

The White Winged Gongte Fanmu made a slight gentlemanly salute: "Don't worry, I will give you enough pure blood." ”

"Let's go, then!" Blackwing announced that Lakmoya had shattered into dozens of crows and flew out of the hall.

Tevanmu took a deep look in the direction of Blackwing's disappearance and slowly walked towards the gate.

Under the high-speed movement, the sound of the wind whistled in his ears, and when he looked up, Zhenyu could already feel the huge magic fluctuations in front of him, and without opening his mouth, it was impossible for such violent fluctuations to hide from Loreleia and them. Running around a corner, a castle comes into view. The magic fluctuations are coming from within, so there is no cover-up.

Loreleia was the first to stop, raised his right hand to signal his subordinates, and said with disdain: "It's really arrogant!" ”

Seeing the captain's signal, the entire choral team stopped neatly. The other two teams also stopped their advance at the signal of their respective team leaders.

Probably sensing the movement here, three continuous black semi-circles emanated from the castle.

"Carving insect skills!" Narubalek was the first to strike, holding a strangely shaped sword, and with a swing of his hand, three crescent-shaped blades of light flew towards the three black half-rings.

The two meet, black and white, distinct colors, there is no stalemate at all, they are directly entangled, and then disappear.

"Bang Bang!" There was applause from the castle, and Bai Yigong's voice came: "It is worthy of being the chief of the burial agency, and he has cracked the three cursed auras so easily." ”

At this distance, the white mist could no longer block everyone's sight, and the Dead Apostles on the castle were clear at a glance. Standing at the front were naturally Whitewing Gongtevanmu and Blackwing Lakmoa, and behind them stood their respective men. Since most of the Dead Apostles under Blackwing's men are black-clad bird heads, they are also easy to recognize.

This is the first time that Zhen Yu has seen such a pompous Dead Apostle, most of whom were lone rangers or did not bring their dependents. In his perception, whether it is the White Wing Gong or the Black Wing Gong, there is no shortage of strong people behind them, and they are really worthy of being the old powerhouses among the twenty-seven ancestors, and the dependents accumulated over hundreds of years are also a force that is not weak.

In the face of Bai Yigong's appreciation, Narubalek smiled brightly, but his eyes were full of coldness: "It's really an honor to be appreciated by Bai Yigong, one of the most ancient dead apostles. ”

White-winged Gongte Vam's gaze turned to Loreleia: "You are the Wind of Barsermelo of this generation?" ”

Loreleia replied lightly: "That's right, your head will be my glory." ”

"Hehe, Barsermelo has been pestering me for so many years, and I'm not standing here." The White Winged Gong Tefanmu didn't care at all, he looked at the third person: "Asagami Maha, the one who defeated Merian Solomon?" It's as young as the legend says. ”

Ma Yu smiled: "Thank you for the compliment." ”

I don't know if it's deliberate, after these three people, Bai Yigong directly ignored the others, with one hand, a powerful magic burst out from his body, and almost substantial black magic surrounded and rose: "Since you're here, then let's stay!" ”

Zhen Yu pursed the corners of his lips, looking at Bai Yigong exuding the aura of a tyrant there, there is no way, who made the magic power of the Dead Apostle a lot higher than that of humans, and after a long period of accumulation, the stored magic power completely exploded the human magician.

"Wind!"

Loreleia was still the first to strike, and under the effect of the magic power, the pale cyan spikes made of wind whistled and flew towards the White Winged Gong.

Bai Yigong's face remained unchanged, and with a slight wave, the three wind thorns changed their trajectory and flew directly into the air.

Seeing that Loreleia had made a move, the others were not idle, and they were looking for their opponents according to the original plan. Narubalek is against the Black Wing Duke, the Dean of Atlasia is to eliminate the traitor Ahmed, and the task of True Feather is the master of the White Wing Duke, after all, if there are one or two candidates for the Twenty-Seven Ancestors, it will cause a lot of casualties.

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