"Jingle bells"!

The sound of knocking on ice and jade, making gold and stones, like breaking ice colliding, and like reeds and chimes, a wind chime that seemed to ripple out from the depths of the soul enveloped the entire sky in an instant.

This is an abrupt playing, but also a crisp prelude, accompanied by such a "jingle" and the coordinated tremor of law and space, the punk under the ruins of the battlefield only feels as if the world in front of him has entered a silent pause in an instant.

At this moment, as a Morning Star spellcaster, Whisper of Destruction not only found that all his perceptual abilities had been completely extinguished and dissipated into the depths of the dreamlike void, but even from a soul's point of view, he felt that his thoughts had suddenly stopped under this crisp call—the breeze had already turned into falling rain and melted into the fountain, and only the pleasant "jingle bell" like the swaying of wind chimes between heaven and earth resounded endlessly............

"It is transforming into a new "order" that redefines the boundary between the unreal and the real, and it itself may be part of the gap between the virtual and the real that never exists"!

This was later punk's reluctant guess about the "jingle" sound, which was completely incomprehensible to his current knowledge.

Of course, even a little guess has to be a matter of "after", and in the "now" in the center of the battlefield, "Whisper of Destruction", who is frozen in place for the first time in his life, obviously needs to do only one thing as soon as possible - that is, to rely entirely on instinct and quickly release the ultimate defense in his hand to ensure that his life is worry-free.

After all, the two Yao Sun powerhouses, who represent danger and disaster even in the group of legendary professionals, have obviously arrived, and now if anyone dares to be in a daze, something big will happen!

"Sun-level Advent Spell - Eternal Protection"!

"Buzz"!

Almost forcibly squeezing his soul and forcing his stagnant mind to work again, the punk who felt that his body and even his mind were suddenly full of unreality, hurriedly used the powerful spell solidified on the sun-level magic crystal ball in his hand.

Even intuitively, "Whisper of Destruction" can fully understand how great danger is contained in that seemingly simple wind chime "jingle", and he knows very well that this sound suddenly froze the whole world, and the weird sound is not a special auxiliary means released by the Yao Sun powerhouse before the official start of the war, if he stays in that state of "virtual and real" for too long at this time...... The consequences are absolutely unimaginable.

Although judging from the attack "painting style", the music of this "jingle bell" is eighty percent an attack launched by the "guilder" against Mesul, but the punk does not think that the "guild" who is the same as the "archmage" and the "sunrise level professional" will deliberately reduce his power in order to facilitate his safe evacuation during such a tense battle, so in order to avoid risks, it is a wise choice for a cautious spellcaster to give up the greedy idea of perceiving the mysterious law and run away as soon as possible.

Then, under the light of an oval crimson light, the gray fluttering crystal ball that emitted a strange humming frequency instantly released a crystal shield as thin as a cicada's wings under the control of the punk.

At this point, the "Eternal Protection" spell has been released, and the punk in it has instantly regained normal perception and thinking ability as the "President" told in advance.

“............”

"It's really worthy of the advent spell of the dawn level, this paradoxical effect that can not only shield the fluctuations of all laws, but also simulate normal laws out of thin air in places where the laws are frozen is no longer something that can be explained by the knowledge of the morning star level."

Seeing such a blind spot shield that really did not hinder his ability to use perception and release spell effects appeared in front of him, Punk, who had finally escaped from the dangerous state, couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

Although he didn't understand the specific protection mechanism of this sun-level spell that was protecting him, the excellent performance of this thing was definitely obvious to the "Whisper of Destruction".

In fact, not far from the current position of the punk, the poor "Wolf of the Astral Plane" Donilla, who did not have time to gain any defense and became a negative teaching material, was almost finished, this aristocratic mage who was exposed to the aftermath of the Dawn level magic attack fell to the ground due to the sudden loss of perception at the beginning of the outrage charge, and now "Whisper of Destruction" After completing the construction of the magic shield and hiding in it, Donilla's body, whose face was terrified but could not even make a sound, had turned as dead and gray as a stagnant mist.

If nothing else, I'm afraid it won't be long before His Excellency, such a "respectable and lamentable" "Temporary Alliance Master" will be crushed into nothingness due to the powerful power of unknown magic............

However, what kind of miserable fate the "Wolf of the Astral Boundary" ended up is obviously not a punk business, after finally gaining a short period of safety, the Morning Star Mage needs to do something is to quickly release the portal that has been built in his hand to complete this perfect evacuation.

For the "Whisper of Destruction", who has completed all the tasks of the "Executors", he is now single-handedly helping the Karams Empire to its demise, and he is only responsible for getting money to do things, and he does not need to worry about the next battle of the "Leader", so compared to the dangerous Sunrise War, Punk is obviously more willing to rush back to his magic tower as soon as possible and wait for the follow-up of this big event.

It just so happens that His Excellency the "Archmage", who can't be idle now, has not revealed the intention of noticing himself, so when will he not leave at this time?

However, it is worth mentioning that at the last moment of entering the portal, the Morning Star Mage, who made sure that his situation was completely safe, barely took a little leisure to glance at the distant sky with his spare eyes............

It's just a matter of observing the battle situation, and I don't have any other ideas.

There is no doubt that the two powerful professionals who are unabashedly exuding the aura of the dawn level and standing in the cloudless sky to engage in a serious confrontation are the "president" and Mesouel, who are inevitably fighting a war.

Punk didn't know the aura fluctuations of the "archmage", but he definitely remembered the soul aura of the "president" very clearly, so it only took a simple glance to perceive the undisturbed and extremely sharp eyes of the "Whisper of Destruction" to be able to seat the two "strong man's demeanor" who were talking to each other in a-for-tat conversation.

The middle-aged man standing on the left, dressed in a robe decorated with ornate gems, is obviously the head of the Mage Guild, "Mesul-Petnak", who at first glance knows that he belongs to the typical traditional old-fashioned mage, and he is not unusual in appearance, and he has a common face.

However, opposite him, that is, to the right of the orange sky............ the image of the "president" made the punk inevitably feel a little surprised from the bottom of his heart.

Because the one who was holding a scarlet staff, wearing a pale gray hooded robe, and his eyes were cold and resolute, under the crown of the Dawn Throne was a ............ Girl?