Push forward a little in time, the city of Ilmassu, the palace of the Marquis of Gustavus. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Munn's eyes had turned pure gold, dragon-like eyes, cold, wild, and equally high.

'Dragon's Eye', this exclusive skill simply allows cultivators to have the vision of a dragon.

On the surface, this simply seems to mean being able to see farther, be clearer, and have a more terrifying dynamic vision. But only those who have cultivated to the arcane level and above will understand that what it is ultimately pursuing is the 'world in the eyes of the dragon'.

As a perfect race, dragons' eyes are far better than humans at peering into the true face of the world, whether it is the visible spectrum, or the true form of the elements, or even deeper manifestations of rules, they can use their eyes to 'see' intuitively.

This is definitely one of the most envied abilities of other races.

At this time, in Mu En's golden vertical pupils, the sky reflected a different form.

It is a picture scroll that seems to be unfolded, after taking off all colors, the black and white pictures are outlined by countless silk threads, and at a glance, the feeling of grandeur, boundlessness, order, and rigor fills the heart, like a shocking miracle, and like a gear that interlocks and bites.

However, at the moment, this picture scroll is being destroyed.

An arm, clenched into a fist, was struggling to pound into the scroll.

The surface of the fist alone was as large as a hundred meters square, and the bones on it were prominent, and the muscle lines were clearly visible, making it look thin but powerful. The fist is not a human arm, but is grayish-black in color, with fine scales on which the lines are clearly visible.

Feige's curse has been fulfilled!

His death aroused the wrath of the Devil Grand Duke, who, though at an infinite distance, sent down his own punishment.

With the impact of this fist, the silk threads in the scroll are a little bit dented, elongated, and gradually disintegrated, of course, the silk threads are a whole, as the destruction here deepens, the surrounding silk threads also begin to be agitated and surged, and the resistance on the fist is getting bigger and bigger.

But that still couldn't stop the fist from falling.

All this is so real and shocking in Mu En's eyes, and it is even more terrifying in the eyes of mortals.

The vault of heaven cracked.

Countless cracks in space like spider webs were created and repaired, and there were no lightning flashes, but bursts of thunder echoed in the sky, and terrifying sound fluctuations shook the whole world.

A fist, an unimaginably large and terrifying fist, lingering with a dark evil aura is squeezing out of the void little by little, the speed of this process is by no means fast, and it is even clearly visible, but the terrible coercion has already permeated the heavens and the earth, even the light of the sun seems dim.

"I actually shot directly, this one, this one is really ungraceful. The elemental light around Coren had already condensed into thick armor, and his figure flickered to Mu En's side, and said anxiously:

"Muen, while there is still plenty of time now, we ...... It's time to retreat!"

If the transcendent is the strongest creature in the plane, then above the transcendental, the home of His Majesty the Throne is already in the Endless Astral Boundary, and their every move in the plane with the incomparably huge true body will cause great damage, so that they are directly rejected by the rules of the plane.

Coren's 'plenty of time' is indeed not bad, even if he is as powerful as that one, even if he only reaches into an arm, it takes a lot of effort, and the time required is no less.

This time is enough for the transcendent crown to run a distance of thousands of kilometers, and for the elite army, it is also enough to evacuate to safety, but this punch can at least smash this main peak, affecting most of Ilmasu City, killing and injuring millions.

The king is angry, and millions of corpses are ambushed!

This is the consequence of the wrath of the Lord of the First Layer of Hell, the Devil Grand Duke, and the Abyss Alchemist Bail.

This also means that all the efforts, all the arrangements, and all the confidence made by Muen are all ruthlessly crushed under the absolute power!

Perhaps, retreating at this time is the best outcome!

"Retreat?" I don't know when, Mu En's eyes have returned to normal, and the black eyes behind the retreating golden vertical pupils are deep and boundless, and there is a hint of danger flashing.

He glanced at Cologne, then at the boundless sky, and said softly, "I want to give it a try." ”

"What?" Coren seemed to have heard it wrong, and after reacting urgently, his face changed greatly, and his voice said hurriedly: "Muen, don't be stupid, this is the wrath of the throne, and even the great existence above the throne, it is definitely not something you and I can stop.

We lost this game, maybe the throne is not easy to explain, but he will definitely understand, this is an irresistible existence after all. ”

"Teacher Cologne, I know what you said that this is an irresistible existence, so Teacher Lanrose will not blame, the Legion of Glory will not be decadent because of this, and even the survivors of Ilmassu City will not think that I have done anything wrong.

But I can't live my mind without doing something, so I want to try. ”

The madness on Muen's face became more and more obvious, and his voice became more and more determined.

"Sooner or later, I have to face it, and I also want to weigh how powerful the throne really is. ”

"You're crazy, I will never allow you to die like this!"

Mu En turned around, looked at Old Colon and smiled slightly, and did not answer, but said directly: "Teacher, please help me inform the other crowns, I need them to help me resist the aftermath."

Of course, if I really can't fight back, then they can just leave, and after informing the legions of the Legion of Glory and the Black and White Church to retreat, this is no longer their battlefield. ”

"You ......" Coren pointed to Mu En and was trembling:

"Mr. Cologne, help me!"

"You're going to die!" Old Coren angrily shook his sleeves and left, although he was extremely angry, but he seriously carried out Muen's plan, dozens of transcendent crowns were quickly distributed around the city, they could join forces to create elemental defense shields, or they could quickly leave the battlefield.

The elite legions have also been drawn, after all, they are only doing a mission, they can't afford to leave their lives here, of course, there are many powerful people who are unwilling to leave, they have also come to the edge of the battlefield, fanatically wanting to witness the power of the throne.

To Mu En's relief, the Legion of Glory did not leave, they gathered outside the City Lord's Mansion and set their eyes on their leader with reverence, which represented unconditional trust.

The Scarlet Rose Legion looked a little chaotic, but Eliad stood unwaveringly in place, reassuring their hearts, after all, this is their home, with their relatives and friends, it is not so easy to part.

As for ordinary people, even if they wanted to escape, they didn't have the strength anymore, and under the pressure of the throne, they couldn't walk a few steps before their legs became weak.

Mu En's mind was no longer below, he looked up at the sky, his face was serious, but it contained madness, he carefully rubbed the rose seal ring in his hand, and said directly:

"Taling, the six elemental pools are fully opened, the power of the underground magma is withdrawn, and the triple defense of the large defense position, the large deflection position, and the large rebound position is opened at the same time.

Activate the Ivory White Witch Tower's underlying spell, supply it with all your might, open the ninth-level spell, and Bigby smashes the palm!"

"Yes, your will is my goal!"

After a crisp promise like a baby, after hundreds of years, the Ivory White Witch Tower once again showed its edge.