In the depths of Dragonland, several majestic and beautiful dragons were lying in a valley talking about something. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

At that moment, the dragon, which seemed to be the largest and had flaming red scales all over its body, raised its head and looked at the sky with its golden pupils.

"Yuria, what was that just now?" asked the dragon, whose entire body seemed to be made up of a whirlwind, as if lying next to the dragon.

The red dragon, named Yuria, shook its head, and then said with a puzzled expression, "I'm not sure, but I always feel that aura is a little too old to make people feel a little uneasy. ”

"Indeed, that breath is a little too far away, could it be ......?" the dragon with a whirlwind body replied, and then it guessed with a hint of surprise in its tone as if it remembered something.

Floating next to the two dragons, covered in a layer of metal scales, and behind them was a pair of extremely wide white wings and said in a somewhat shocked tone, "Could it be that you want to say that this is the breath of the Origin Magic Sphere? That thing was sealed early." ”

"Although there are many people who know that the Origin Magic Ball is in the Supreme Floating Island, but they don't have the courage to snatch that thing, you know, in addition to a few mythical levels who spontaneously went to protect the Origin Magic Ball, the disciples of the 'Creator' are also there, in a sense, that place may be the safest place in the entire main plane. ”

"Well...... Although Hanekelibo said so, there are actually many people who run to the Supreme Floating Island to steal or Origin Magic Orbs...... They knew who the defenders were, but they still managed to push through, which really impressed me. ”

The mythical dragons who were sitting together chatting quickly ignored the strange magic in the distance, and only Yulia looked back a few times from time to time, but after nothing happened, it turned back relaxedly.

"That's it, Ra God said that he was willing to help us catch Apophis, and he meant that the sooner this matter could be done, the better, after all, Apophis, who had just broken free from the seal, was still relatively weak. If it is allowed to recuperate for a period of time and regain its true strength, then it is difficult to say whether it will win or lose. ”

Standing in the hall of the Annu kingdom, Mithra bowed slightly and said to Anu with a little respect.

Anu nodded, and just as he opened his mouth to say something, the magical aura from the main plane penetrated the plane barrier and faintly reached Anu's divine kingdom.

Including Anu and Mithra, the faces of more than a dozen gods around him changed in unison, and Ashur took a step forward, and said with a somewhat ugly face: "Speaking of which, it shouldn't be the Origin Magic Ball, right?"

“...... I'm tempted to say that you're wrong, but for now, that one was indeed the breath of the Origin Magic Orb. Aphrodite, who looked very cute and floated in the air with a lollipop in her mouth, said indistinctly.

"Could it be that something happened to the Origin Magic Orb?" I'll go down and take a look now!" Mithra, who had just returned from the sun, didn't have time to rest, she said to a few people, and turned to leave.

After seeing Mithra's movements, Anu immediately stretched out his hand to stop him: "Wait, Mithra, you don't have to go this time!"

Turning around, Mithra looked a little puzzled and asked, "But...... If I don't go, then who's going to go?"

"Although your combat power is very strong, if you use your priesthood, you can fight even a god with powerful divine power. But you, like us, rely too much on the power of the Kingdom of God, from the Divine Realm to the main plane, with a clone that has no way to use the power of the Kingdom of God, I'm afraid you can only exert the power of the peak of the legend, and you can't even reach the weak divine power. ”

"We need a god who can exert 100% of his combat power even without the help of the power of the kingdom of God. With that, Annu turned his head and said to Ashur, who was standing with his arms crossed, "Go, Ashur, call Fentem over." ”

At the same time, many powerful organizations such as the Inquisition, the Watchman, and the Eye of Time and Space, as well as the mythical-level powerhouses hidden in the deep mountains and old forests, all discovered the breath of the Origin Magic Sphere.

Many of these veteran mythical powerhouses have survived from ancient times to the present, compared to others, they have really experienced that dark age, and some have even seen the 'Light Chaser' and the 'Creator', so compared to others, they also know better what level of power the Origin Magic Ball has.

In addition to the few ancient dragons that were still chatting together, the Divine Realm, the Abyss, and many organizations began to probe the aura of the Origin Magic Ball and what had happened before.

However, these things are still a little far away for everyone who is in the Legendary Star Tryouts, and with their level, they can't know these things yet.

"Then the two players from the second game of the semi-finals are invited. ”

Hearing the call of the silver-haired elf, Cyril, who was floating cross-legged in the air, took a deep breath, dissipated the magic that surrounded him, and slowly fell to the ground.

Twisting his neck, Cyril's tone revealed a hint of anger that could not be hidden: "Go teach that guy a lesson now." ”

"Then I'll leave it to you, but be sure to keep an eye on your own safety!" said Lisana earnestly after Harrow and Cyril had said goodbye.

Nodding, Cyril didn't say anything more, he turned and walked towards the passage into the arena.

Looking at Cyril's back, Harrow frowned slightly, and Cyril has been together for a not short time, although he doesn't know Cyril's past at all, but the two of them know each other better now, at least Harrow thinks he knows Cyril well enough.

"It feels really strange, he's never been so angry, isn't there something wrong with that Sylvia...... But he really doesn't feel like a real sage of ten thousand laws...... At least not like the one in the memory of the previous generation of virtuous wolves......"

Greeting the girls beside him, Sylvia slowly walked into the arena with that false smile in the midst of their admonitions.

Anger, hatred, disgust, that's what Cyril felt when he stared at Sylvia.

Although he was a little puzzled by the negative emotions in Cyril's exposed pupils, Sylvia didn't think much about it, in his opinion, it was a perfect opportunity to kill the suspected suspect zero in front of him.

"As long as I can kill the real Zero, then I can resume England's identity......! I am who I am, England!!"

With the referee's starting sound, England waved the staff in his hand, and dozens of fist-sized fireballs shot out from the crimson diamond-shaped magic array that appeared in the air.

It was the first time since the start of the game that England had attacked without a gentlemanly demeanor, which also surprised the surrounding spectators slightly.

Cyril leaned back and dodged the fireballs in quick succession of backflips, and as he landed on the ground, he threw his arms back and pushed forward hard.

I saw that the surging black ** force on his arms turned into a hideous black wolf beast, and after running a few times, the black wolf with only the upper body suddenly opened its big mouth and bit England's body.

"Resist the Ring of Fire!!" A flame ring magic about half a meter wide erupted from England's body, and a brilliant ruby-like ring of fire instantly shattered the black wolf.

Nikolai, who was sitting in the stands, narrowed his eyes slightly, he didn't expect that he had only used the Blood Dependents in battle two or three times, and he would be learned by Cyril.

"Terrible, this level of combat talent is really not something that normal people can have, if there is nothing strange about this guy, I definitely don't believe it...... But that's fine. In this way, his use value will be even greater!" Nicholas secretly rejoiced in his heart as he tasted the black tea in his cup.

After dodging Cyril's attack, England chanted a spell in his mouth, but Cyril didn't give him a chance to attack, and he spread his speed and rushed towards England, apparently intending to close the distance between the two.

England also showed his true strength at the right time, chanting a spell in his mouth while constantly waving his hand to summon wind blades and lightning to attack Cyril.

Although it is just a very ordinary subordinate magic, after being released from England's hands, these subordinate magics are still powerful.

After feeling the wind blade slashing across his arm and the pain of the lightning hitting his body, Cyril continued to run forward fearlessly, and with his rapid running, the black ** force surging out of his whole body gradually condensed.

The wand in his hand slammed into the ground, and a pillar of fire, about two meters thick, rose from the ground and engulfed Cyril's running figure.

Just when the surrounding audience let out a burst of exclamations, Cyril rushed out of this pillar of fire, and the black ** force covering him successfully blocked the high temperature of the flames, and did not let Cyril suffer any damage.

Seeing that the two of them were getting closer and closer, and England's obstructive magic was becoming more and more frequent, Cyril clasped his hands together as he ran, and then condensed a huge black spear about three meters thick at the wrist from his hand.

The muscles in his right hand more than doubled, Cyril stopped his steps, he pointed at England with his left hand, and pulled the spear back with his right hand, and with a high-pitched shout, Cyril threw the black spear in his hand with great force.