790 The royal family of the Iran Hill Empire
βοΌβ Hearing the formidable opponent in front of him say this, the white-robed god attendant had no room to think at all, and in an instant he turned around and took countermeasures, he felt that there was an opponent there who was too strong for him to take lightly was waiting for him.
And then...... Then he saw tents, and some human soldiers with small arms who didn't dare to open fire casually.
There was nothing but that, no powerful magicians, and no machine-clad soldiers who were difficult to get their hands on......
βοΌβ He suddenly realized something, and the next second he felt a terrifying magic strike behind him.
He didn't have time to dodge, and he didn't have time to condense the magic array, so he could only subconsciously dodge in embarrassment, but he only avoided a short distance before being hit by the magic that came from behind him.
The terrifying blade of wind pierced his dusty white robes, his body began to unsteady, restless magical energy began to boil, and his whole body began to swell.
"You ......" The white-robed man never thought that such a magician of the Dharma Saint level, a great and noble magician, would use such a trick at the moment of the duel......
Aren't they supposed to compete fairly, use superb magical skills, conquer their opponents with cool magic, and win the respect of everyone?
How to ...... now? How now even "Look! There's a flying saucer! "All this damn deception has been used?
This is nothing short of blasphemy against magic! This is simply contempt for one's own opponents! It's simply ...... Shame on the strong......
"You...... For...... Why ......" Vaguely, the white-robed man turned his head and asked Vivien in pain while suppressing the magical tender duo that was beginning to be disordered in his body.
"There's no way...... Vivien spread her hands: "I rushed all the way over, using too many magic reserves, flying at a speed close to the speed of sound, and maintaining a magic array in front of me, it consumes too much." β
She said as she cautiously stepped back, widening the distance between herself and the white-robed man: "I used the energy pouring just now, and I have no other way. Seeing you rushing over, there's only one trick I can think of. β
At this moment, she said that it was so natural, as if it was reasonable to solve the opponent in this way, and should not be questioned in any way.
"One, one...... The dignified saint, the holy demon sword is dead, ......" The white-robed man even spoke in a strange tone because of the surge of energy: "Really, what's the ...... Can...... Cover...... So shameless, despicable. You, your glory? β
"Well, I know you're right, I should have a fight with you." Vivien nodded, agreeing with the white-robed man's point of view: "But ...... It's too late to say this now, I'll pay attention next time, well, I'll pay attention next time! β
After speaking, she took a step back: "Or, why don't you try it, can you adjust it, and we will continue, continue to fight?" This time, I promise to be upright and never cheat, okay? β
The white-robed man felt that if he listened to this girl's rambling again, he might be so angry that he would explode on the spot.
Although he is also going to explode on the spot now, if the other party says a few words, he can probably hold on for a little longer.
"Shut up......" Finally, when he couldn't bear it anymore, the white-robed man let out a miserable cry before he died.
"Okay, I'll shut up." Vivien closed her mouth, then took a step backβshe had seen the white-robed man who had just been killed by the outpouring of energy explode himself, and now she was barely safe where she stood.
A magical defensive barrier was ready, ready for her to unleash at any moment to block the explosion of the white-robed man. Vivien is a smart little girl, at least a verbose smart little girl.
"......" The white-robed man felt that he really should rush over and die with this damn girl. This is an unwilling resentment, he didn't have to die here so aggrieved.
"I'll ...... Curse you......" The white-robed man finally couldn't suppress the energy surging in his body, and his consciousness began to disperse: "Serve...... The gods ......"
He muttered an inaudible word at the end, and then it exploded into a deafening roar.
The shockwave slammed into Vivien's magical defense barrier, then dispersed along with it. Vivien stood still, looking at the only white cloth left not far away, covering the shallow pit left by the explosion, gently swaying in the breeze.
"Hooray!" The surrounding soldiers let out shouts of victory, and everyone raised their arms, venting for the rest of their lives.
They didn't yet know that it was the concubines of Emperor Ellanhill who were fighting for them, and they were just celebrating, cheering for this powerful magician.
"Long live Iran Hill!" The second platoon leader lying on the stretcher shouted loudly with Burrison, who was set aside, they just thought they were completely finished, but when they realized that the white-robed man had been killed, they began to shout along.
These dozens of hours are really up and down, and they feel too exciting. Before, I had to face a strong enemy, but then I was desperate to die, and then I waited for reinforcements, and then the reinforcements were hit hard.
Anyway, a big battle broke out where they were, and in the end they were transported to the rear as wounded - and it turned out that the rear was not safe, and they had just escaped again.
The more this is the case, the more moved they are - it is really not easy for them to pick up their little life.
Just when the two of them felt that they should cry with joy, a voice rudely interrupted everyone's cheers: "What is there to celebrate? You are all going to die here today, and none of you will be spared! β
As the voice sounded, a figure appeared in front of everyone. The third man in white robes!
"I've been following them, but I didn't expect that neither of them would be able to kill you!" The white-robed man coldly pulled out the long sword at his waist and looked at Vivien, who was wearing a mask: "Now, you can't fool me, what tricks do you have?" Go ahead! β
Vivien sighed, took off the mask on her face, and her body floated into the air little by little: "I am the wife of Chris, the Emperor of the Irlanhill Empire, and a member of the royal family of the Irlanhill Empire...... Killing me is much more useful than destroying this camp...... But if you want to kill me, it's up to you to catch up with me. β