"Apollion?"

Monin was stunned for a moment, then quickly took out his staff from his pocket, and the pale halo formed a huge astrolabe in front of him, and he played around with it twice.

"I've consumed too much mana, and I can only determine his approximate location, which is around this one."

He scrambled to pull out the map from the side, then pointed to the southeast corner of the plaza for Oreo. "What are you going to do, go kill him, Angelo is dead, right?"

Oreo didn't answer any of his questions, he glanced at the location on the map, and then dissipated into black smoke.

The southeast corner of the square was quiet compared to the bustling astrological tower, and his instinct told him that Apollion would set up his headquarters in the most conspicuous building, where the rebellious nobles would watch the farce end, and when the farce was over, the auditorium would be transformed into a new gladiatorial arena.

He looked that way, and sure enough, he saw that the tall building had been set up with a Zelta barrier, and there were several groups of soldiers standing stupidly in the cold wind downstairs.

Oreo wanted to include these people in the Black Gospel, but when you think about it, these people are actually just soldiers who obey people's orders, maybe he is not a benevolent monarch, but there is really no point in killing innocent people.

He put down the black gospel and walked over to the other side, intending to bind the men with an earthen wall.

But strangely, when he got to him, the soldiers were still standing in place, and none of them even looked up at him.

He hesitated, then slowly stretched out his right hand and shook it in front of a soldier's eyes.

The soldier stared straight at somewhere, but his gaze didn't change.

Sure enough, as he had guessed, the soldiers had entered the illusion, and it seemed that there were other uninvited guests visiting the building besides him.

It's just strange that the three forces in the city have all been clear, who is this fourth party trying to break into the third-party command?

Oreo would have felt a chill down his spine if he had heard the news before entering the Tower, but now that Angelo had gone from a heinous boss to an amiable and handsome uncle, he didn't feel that anyone could disturb the situation in Jessel with the two shameless Pravor family members joining forces.

The fulcrum of Zelta's enchantment was quickly found, it was placed by the door, it didn't even mean to hide, and what was even more interesting was that this enchantment was actually facing inward.

Maybe his speculation is wrong, it's not that a fourth party is trying to break into here, but that the nobles have decided the overall situation and have started the next round of games in advance, and the building must be quite "lively".

Oreo waved his hand, and the Zelta slab split apart in an instant, and he continued forward with his cane, pressing the doorknob.

It was eerily quiet behind the door.

It is a Tutan-style auditorium-style building, with a spiral staircase right next to the door, and climbs to the top of the tower along the inner wall of the building, where spectators take their seats at certain festivals and then lean down to stare down at the bustling lobby.

At this moment, there were indeed many people sitting on the high platform on the first floor not far away, but none of them made a sound, some of them maintained an eerie sitting posture, and some of them curled up on the ground. Before entering the door, Oreo thought that they might roll in, but he never expected that there would be such a scene behind the door, and it looked like everyone was dead.

It shouldn't be, it stands to reason that there are one or two winners left.

He held the scheming in his hands, the Black Gospel let out a low trembling sound, and the water elemental that had been peeled from the air went up the spiral staircase like a dragon, and finally emerged through the vent at the top of the auditorium. He had confirmed that there really wasn't a single living person in the entire auditorium.

"Bang"!

A dull sound came from the north, and Oreo glanced in that direction, the enemy should have sent heavy firearms, but Hussein should be able to withstand them.

He stepped onto the high platform, on which there was only a large round table, which was different from Hussein's makeshift headquarters, which was filled with melons, fruits, and drinks, and it was not difficult to imagine them staggering here.

Apollion, Small, and Vajidi, the archdukes with heavy armies sat around the side of the table, and they had no wounds on their bodies. Apollion sat upright, staring at the window to the north, Small lying on his back in his chair, a fallen wine glass on the floor on his left, and Vajidi prostrate on the table, all three of them died suddenly, as if they had been grabbed by their souls...... This is very unscientific.

Oreo hesitated to lift the hem of Apollion's clothes, and under the clothes was a set of Venada steel armor, which had Zelta enchantment around his neck, which could block the sorcerer's soul attacks even without wearing a helmet, and I believe that Vajidi and Small were the same, and there was no reason for them to die so neatly.

Looking away, Oreo continued to look at the rest of the nobles, they died normally, either with bullet holes on their bodies, or traces of being attacked by spells, some of them died on the table, and the rest reacted, they fled from the high platform in a hurry, but in the process of escaping, they lost their lives one by one.

Oreo probably guessed the scene at that time, Apollion, Small, and Vajidi wanted to divide up the whole of Yesel, so they took action to eliminate the rest of the nobles, but for some inexplicable reason, they died one after another.

Maybe there really was a fourth force in Jessel, and those people killed the people in the building, but Oreo didn't know what they were trying to.

"Bang"!

"Bang"!

"Bang"!

The battle continued in the distance, more and more bombardment rang out, and the soldiers did not know that their allegiance was no longer breathing, and they were still unwavering in carrying out the last order they had received.

Oreo took a deep breath, he stretched out his right hand to Apollion, the transparent circle grew and rotated in his palm, the remaining dragon blood in his body boiled again, and the aura of Aberley's regression soon enveloped Apollion, and he was ready to give Apollion a day of regression, which was more than enough time for the trial.

But unfortunately, until most of the dragon's blood was consumed, Apollion still had no intention of waking up.

He remembered what Angelo had said, that Aberley could only be used once on the same person, and perhaps Apollion had already been retraced in time, so he removed his right hand and aimed the circle at Small, who did not react, not even Vajidi.

Anxiety gradually gripped Oreo's mind, and he remembered another sentence that Angelo had said, that Abelley's backtracking could only be used once on a person, and once he had retraced his life, then his life would only be left with that time of regression.

If......

Oreo turned his head and stared at the three corpses with a puzzled look.

If the three of them had been cast by the same person who had cast Aberley's Retracement, and the caster had not only anticipated what would happen to Jessel today, but even the exact time, he would have given the three of Apollion only the time of to-night, and after getting rid of these minor nobles with their hands, the three Apollion, who thought they were done, would have died violently in this building at the same time.

"No, it can't be."

Oreo muttered, such speculation was too sensational, and he didn't understand why the man standing behind the scenes would do this, knowing that if all these nobles were dead, those private soldiers would not obey a stranger's orders.

If his goal was simply to get a piece of the mess in Jessel, there was no need for this man to do so, what did he want to do?

Oreo slowly looked up, and the roar outside the window grew louder and louder, and the sound didn't look like the sound of a heavy firearm.

He walked briskly to the window and looked out at the astrological tower in the distance, where hundreds of boulders were being thrown by catapults and poured down like meteor showers. With the sound of stones colliding, patches of dust spread on the astrological tower, and the snow-white marble peeled off like skin.

Oreo seemed to hear the wails of the building's twisted and deformed, believing that it would not be long before the ancient building would break at the waist.

Oreo looked back behind him, the nobles were lying peacefully in their places, they were originally important ministers of the Venada Empire, if they really fought Angelo to the death, then they would definitely be the final victors, but they are all dead now.

The roar of catapults continued to be heard behind them, and it is believed that the last order the soldiers received was to destroy the astrological tower, which represented the old era, so as to announce the new era that was finally coming.

But all are dead, and in that man's plan, no one will take over this new era.

The tower building will fall.

The kingdom of Venada is about to be defeated.

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