Chapter 55 (Crushing and Reforging)

Chapter 55

Vick wielded a magic that was unprecedentedly powerful, and on his own, no second person in the world of Piero could do it. And all this is to save the kingdom and the people who call themselves traitors.

As soon as Nick's magic came out, the sky above the royal city suddenly turned fiery red, as if it was purgatory on earth, but this time it was the army of alien beasts that tried to attack the Piero Kingdom, Red Lotus...... It was a fire, a fire, a fire that would never be extinguished until it was exhausted, overwhelming, as if it were the catharsis that Nick had endured for many years, and it was like the last time the magic light crucible served the kingdom.

The terrifying fires covered all the areas outside the royal city, and even the armies of the alien beasts, no matter how large, were now like firewood in the furnace, waiting to be reduced to ashes.

All the magic on his body was exhausted, and he struggled to squeeze out a smile as he looked at the army of alien beasts in the fire, and then fell into a coma and fell headlong in mid-air.

When the fleeing people saw this scene, they were stupid and stupid. It is enough to understand that it was Nick who launched the magic of Death and saved himself!

"!! Kill" Jingyu jumped out from the commanding heights, caught the falling Nick, and at the same time, used his healing magic to restore Nick's strength.

After landing, Nick could already open his eyes slightly, looking at Jingyu who had saved him, and a smile returned to Nick's face!

"What? my power...... is losing ......" There was a wail in the black hole not far away, and the black hole form of Dorke's incarnation became smaller and smaller, and after a while, two figures appeared in front of everyone with the disappearance of the black hole, one was Dolke, who was paralyzed on the ground, and the other was Miro, who had regained his human form.

"Bastard...... Suga, how dare you ...... Who the hell are you, and why can you merge into my black hole and be unscathed. Dorke, who was lying on the ground, had long since lost his mobility, and Miro in front of him, the black cloak appeared behind him again, full of state!

"I see......! Be...... Luan ...... Dorke's abrupt end, I don't know if he was in a coma or he had died of exhaustion, but a name reached Miro's ears!

"Hey!! who did you mention?!! Luan??? where is he talking to you!!" Miro lunged forward, but Dork had lost all consciousness.

The crisis inside and outside the royal city was resolved, and the price was the closure of the magic light furnace. The people in the city dragged their tired bodies to the ground one by one, but no one protested again, maybe they were already in deep thought and confusion, maybe they ...... They began to try to imagine how they would live the rest of the day!

"Now, we're going to settle the score!" Casa and Red surrounded Monet in the city, and Wesker's big gun was already aimed at Monet's head!

And the battle on Zero's side had already been interrupted at the moment when the heavenly fire burned the plain, and the ghost-faced man rushed into the city with all his strength, alienating and peeling off the skin on his body, thus extinguishing the fire on his body. At this time, the ghost-faced man looked embarrassed.

"Hmph...... We made a mistake, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, you have so much power, you can not only save a village, but also save a country, but don't forget...... The mage legion of the Piero Kingdom has entered the tribal land, and you will usher in a strong counterattack from the tribal land!" Monet said coldly, his expression slightly tired, but Casa and Red knew that he had not yet shown his true skills!

"You, don't you want to take off your mask?" Zerowave Greatsword pointed directly at the ghost-faced man in front of him.

"I'm annoyed, I've already said it, I'll tell you when you're dead. The ghost-faced man staggered to his feet, and Zero could feel that his strength was rapidly recovering. "Don't think that you can keep me now that you have more people, the Blood Word Society is not something you can despise. ”

Monet and the ghost-faced man still plan to resist stubbornly in the encirclement of the team, although the team members hate the two overseers of the Blood Word Society, but they know very well that the Monet and the ghost-faced man in front of them are fighting between trapped beasts at this time, and they are fighting against the water, which is even more dangerous!

"Enough...... You've done a good enough job...... It's my right-hand man!" a voice appeared in mid-air, everyone looked up, and a black portal appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Hello...... The soldiers of the Union Army, they are... Godhead Hunter, right...... What a nostalgic name!" A burly man dressed in a big hat appeared in front of everyone.

"Who are you, the rescuer of the Blood Word Society?" Red retorted, frowning.

"Long admired Daimyo, Brother Yan Wolf, is this how you talk to your seniors?" The man who appeared in the Otherworldly Gate slowly landed, his hands in his trouser pockets, although he spoke very politely, but what surprised everyone in the team was the so-called ...... in his mouth Predecessor!

"I don't care who you are? tell me...... Where is Luan!! "The angry Miro couldn't get any information from Dorke's mouth, and when he saw the stranger reappear in the portal, he rushed over angrily.

"Shut up!!" The burly man in the big hat threw a punch violently, knocking Miro in the black mist to the ground at the same time that Miro rushed to his side! Everyone was suddenly surprised, no one could touch Miro in the form of black mist, but how did he do it!!

"There's no reason for me to send the information to my door? I'm just here to ask my two brothers to go back! As for you...... If you continue to plan to go against the Blood Word, then ...... Remember my name and go back and think about it...... My name is Diallo. The burly man's tone returned to calm, but the punch that hit Miro was enough to shock the team.

With a wave of the man's hand, Monet and Ghost Face disappeared in an instant, and the man himself gradually rose into the air and floated towards the black hole in the air.

"Godhead hunters never fight unprepared battles, nor are they stupid enough to fight an invincible enemy. I'll be waiting for you...... The ...... who came to send him to death" Diallo's voice disappeared into the air, leaving several members of the Godhead team looking at each other.

The crisis in the Kingdom of Piero is completely resolved, and although the Bloody Whisperers' plot to steal the country has not succeeded, the Godhead team knows that they will face a stronger enemy.

Monet, the mysterious ghost-faced man, especially the man named Diaro who appeared at the end. Every opponent is unfathomable.

"Godhead Squad, Squad, reply received. This is Carlo. Mr. Carlo's voice sounded from the communicator of the seven people, "My side is on the border between the Piero Kingdom and the Barbarian Land, the battle mage legion of the Piero Kingdom has been defeated by the Alliance Army, rest assured, the Tribal Land has been persuaded by us, we will not cause casualties among the mages, they are also driven by people."

This reassuring news soon spread throughout the kingdom of Pierro. And the dedication of the Alliance Army and the Hunter Team for the Kingdom of Piero is even more obvious to all this time, perhaps, this is the opportunity that the late old king said many years ago.

Although the night's hibernation did not bring the kingdom of Piero back to life again, the people who had lost their magic began to accept the world without magic after a night of calm reflection. At the moment of dawn, they took the initiative to go out of the house, with their own hands, picked up those tools that needed to be wielded with strength, and worked hard to repair the buildings damaged by the war and rebuild their lives.

Magic is only a tool for us to drive, and it must not be relied upon. What is created with the power that will never be exhausted is unbreakable...... For example, our hands!