Silence is like water, and the waves are not alarmed.

But in Sumeru, layers of ripples rose suddenly, spreading layer after layer, and the sneering, mocking, playful eyes and smiles were cast at a group of people.

The face of Motthill!

This 'war', regardless of the outcome, Motthill's side is out.

After all, the six spokespersons of the crown have all died!

"Heavenly?"

A thin, grim-faced man in the group muttered to himself in a low voice.

At the same time, his eyes looked at the place where Liss El's spokesperson was.

There is an aura of unknown meaning all over the body.

"Zrek, are you as undignified as Chessey?"

Among Lis-El's several spokespersons, a man walked out slowly, and the cold aura on his body burst out without retreating.

"Bruno, you'd better take back your words!"

The man in the black robe squinted and looked at each other with malice.

"Hey, hey!"

With a sneer, the followers of Lis-El, around Bruno, stepped forward in unison.

They may have contradictions between themselves, but when facing foreign enemies, they are always outward.

And not just the followers of Lis-El's crown.

The same is true of Motthill's spokespeople.

Moreover, compared to only seven spokespersons, six have already gone to the battlefield, and only one Bruno remains, and there are as many as fourteen spokespersons for Motthill.

It undoubtedly occupies an absolute advantage.

However, Bruno is not going to back down at all.

Because, at this time. He will no longer represent himself. And Lise El's crown.

Similarly. Motthill's spokespeople are not going to back down.

Between the tense swords, the battle is about to break out.

"Wait, everybody!"

Mordis sighed and stepped out into the shadows.

Although Mordis knew that it was not a very easy task to complete when he accepted the task of the crown, he definitely did not expect it to be so cumbersome.

The friction between the six spokesmen of the crown was so frequent that it was far beyond Mordis's expectations.

Except for the spokesperson of the Merdili crown, all of them entered the 'battlefield' and the spokesperson of the Lionel crown that he represented, and the spokesperson of the Quentin crown who was not present.

The remaining three spokespersons under the crown are almost non-stop 'crusade'.

Especially after Lise El's spokesperson was the first to take out Motthill's spokesperson. It's even more confusing.

And now, such chaos is obviously going to be at the holy level.

After all, Motthill's spokesperson was wiped out in this 'war'!

Moldys definitely doesn't want to be involved if they can.

However, thinking of His Majesty's task, he had to stand up.

"Mordis, are you going to stop it?"

The man named Zrek looked at Mordis, and the inexplicable pressure made Mordis's whole body tremble, but he had to grit his teeth and say, "The rules set by the crowns." Must be followed! ”

There is no way, although he was once the tower master of the Wizard's Tower. But Mordis could only stop such a fight in the name of his crown at this time.

Because, that's all he can do.

"I will naturally abide by the rules set by His Majesty, but ...... That's after settling the guy in front of him - Motthill's crown is not to be taken lightly! I don't believe a newcomer can reach that level! ”

Zrek looked at Bruno and said word by word.

"Come on!"

Bruno didn't have the slightest fear, and raised his right hand to make a move towards Zrek.

Provocation!

There is no disguised provocation.

The result is naturally an inevitable riposte.

Zrek vanished in place.

Bruno sneered, the power of the frost filling the surroundings, and the huge square seemed to be frozen.

"Under my 'absolute zero', you will die without a place to be buried!"

Bruno said as if he had pronounced a sentence.

But, the next moment.

A palm appeared in front of him like this, ignoring the cold breath at all, covering Bruno's face like this.

Snort, snort!

It was like a hot iron pot with a sound of grease being poured in.

Bruno didn't even wail and became a piece of rotten wood.

"Offender!"

With a low shout that resounded through the heavens and the earth, a huge force suddenly appeared on Zrek's body.

The spokesperson who had just killed Bruno in seconds was directly photographed into a blood mist.

"Lise El's crown!"

Mordis bowed.

The same is true of the surrounding spokespersons for the crown.

"Humph!"

An awe-inspiring snort came.

"Your Majesty!"

Motthill's spokespeople fell to one knee.

"Motthill, your spokesperson has defied the rules!"

There was still a deep anger in the deep female voice.

"So, he's dead!"

In the awe-inspiring words, there was no trace of emotional fluctuations, which made the spokespersons around him tremble.

Especially Chexi, the black-robed man who had participated in the conflict before, trembled all over.

"But did your subordinates follow the rules? The person he found turned out to be the same as . Evil. God. Relate! ”

The awe-inspiring voice questioned loudly.

"My subordinate is blinded, and he has told me what happened - you can go after the real murderers!"

A deep female voice replied.

"I'm going to chase it?"

The awe-inspiring voice laughed disdainfully.

"Chercy!"

"The subordinates are here!"

"Go and find a man named Dean. Willing. Zelgaon's sinner, he's heinous, and I don't want him to continue to live in the world! ”

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Fourteen of Motthill's spokesmen replied together.

"So it is with my command!"

A cold voice with a sense of death suddenly sounded.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The remaining sixteen Hokdas spokesmen immediately replied on one knee.

"Mordis!"

"Your Majesty!"

When a low, slow voice sounded. Moldis got down on one knee.

"You can help them!"

"Yes!"

Mordis was stunned. Such an approach is clearly inconsistent with Lionel's crowned style. But he reacted immediately and bowed down.

A moment later, there was no one in the vast square.

All that was left was the torch burning violently.

"Childish cover-up!"

A stream of tyrannical, destructive words vanished.

……

"You mean you've reached the level of 'domain'?"

With Jasmine's support, Takashi looked at Dean in surprise.

The same is true of Bronke on the side.

In contact with Dean and Tarumo, Bronke already knew what the 'domain' meant - although he already had the strength of the 'domain', because it was a gifted relationship, he wanted to really exert the power of the 'domain'. It must rely on the tempering of time, and it is far inferior to the person who really relies on himself to reach the 'domain'.

"Well, luck!"

Dean nodded.

Dean wasn't humble, he was telling the truth.

If it weren't for the fusion of the power of the Mobius projection, he would still be on the 'Way of Killing' now, and would not have formed a 'domain'!

It's still a very special 'domain'!

"What an enviable guy!"

Ryuro sighed.

Bronke on the side nodded seriously.

"How are you?"

Dean looked at Long Lang with a slight frown.

From the outside, Long Lang at this time seemed to be twenty and a half years old, with gray hair and crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, although his general appearance had not changed. But it's hard to associate with the previous appearance.

And in Dean's perception, Long Lang is even more unbearable.

If the original Takashi can be regarded as a torch. Then Takashi at this time is like a candle.

Moreover, it is the kind that will be extinguished by the wind at any time.

"Not bad!"

"Very bad!"

Rumlang and Bronk said almost at the same time.

The former is Takuro himself, and the latter is Bronke.

"Is there a cure?"

Dean naturally wisely looked at Bronk.

"Not here, you need to go back to the place of 'origin', with the help of the power of the 'ancient spirit', but ......"

Bronk was halfway through his words and was slightly gloomy.

The projection of Morbius was entrenched at the entrance to the Land of Origin, and there was no way for them to enter it.

"That's not a need to worry!"

Dean said very directly.

The departure of the Mobius projection was what he saw with his own eyes, although there was still a trace of the other party's breath in the bronze box in front of him, but Dean was sure that the other party had left.

Moreover, it must be a retreat.

The high crowns and the other party's hostility are like fire and water.

It is destined that the other party will not stay for long.

Even if Dean doesn't know the strength of those crowns, one thing is certain.

The projection of Morbius is absolutely unable to deal with the main body under the crown.

"Morbius is gone, we just need to ...... There are still some things to deal with! ”

Dean said, his eyes suddenly looked in one direction, and then, gesturing at Rumble and Bronke, he disappeared in place.

……

Outside the city of Kaya, in the desert.

Leto was speeding away, his face full of panic.

The reserved, proud, and lofty nature of the past has long since disappeared.

Only pale and panic remained!

"How is that possible? How can it be? How could it be that powerful? ”

As soon as he thought of the breath he had felt that made his whole body stiffen and his liver and gall were broken, Leto couldn't help but tremble all over his body as he ran.

That's a power he didn't expect at all!

In the face of such power, he did not have the slightest power to resist.

You can only choose to surrender!

However, what did he do before......

Thinking of this, Leto ran faster!

As for the people he contacted?

Contribute to his escape!

PS First Update~

Anyway, how many wedding invitations did you receive?

Decadence this took three ...... Alas, it's all drunk when you think about it, and you usually don't have any contact at all, and when you get married, you suddenly come here, and it's uncomfortable to go or not......

Alas! (To be continued......)