In the endless sky, between the clouds and secrets, a floating city is moving forward at an extremely rapid speed.

Floating in the city, in the main hall.

"Huh? There are actually two little mice mixed in, this is the murderer, right? I can actually feel the fear and wail from the dark wizard from him from such a distance?! Interesting, really interesting?" The Dark Witch King Marceau was still perched high on the throne, leaning back in his chair, his mouth was snorting, as if he was judging very casually, but his eyes were shining with a cold light.

In front of him, a huge mirror was revealed in midair, and the mirror was divided into many parts, reflecting the battle situation in various parts of the Black Sword Mountain camp, and one frame showed Meereen's tent.

At this time, the tent had burned out in the Youlan flames, and Mu En and the trio of chasing the murderer had officially formed a confrontation situation.

"But, it's really good, I thought I had done a lot of secrecy and careful, and I was able to put this murderer in, I really want to know, who did this?

Of course, hehe, when you enter here, you can't get rid of the word 'death' after all.

It is...... It's a pity, being devoured by that kind of monster, there won't even be a soul left, and it's a big trouble to pursue the black hand behind the murderer?

Well, it's a pity that the three right-hand men can't survive, forget about the bat and the little wolf, the witch of fire really makes me feel a little distressed. ”

It was said that he was distressed, but the Dark Witch King Marceau's gaze was still cold, and he only stayed on this frame for a few seconds before looking away and looking at the center of the entire mirror.

There, there is the largest reflection of the entire mirror.

There, it was aimed at the top of the Black Sword Mountain, where the old cane was.

There, the old mage retreated, and the magical lady Mystra took shape.

"Okay, okay, it's finally here, it's not in vain that I've wasted so much thought and spent so much effort. Marceau stood up straight, his waist straight, his scarlet eyes shining with the light of a predator capturing his prey, excitement, excitement, satisfaction after letting go of his apprehension, and caution about to achieve his wish.

As if aware of it, the lady in this frame suddenly stopped her movements when she was holding the cane, she frowned at her slender sword eyebrows, and looked around with a solemn expression, as if she felt a peeping, or sensed something wrong.

"Is this God's warning? Even if it is just a trace of waves and evil thoughts rising in my heart, it can be continued through the will of the plane, so that she can detect it!" ”

"Hahahaha!"

Marceau suddenly let out a crazy laugh, and the fanatical words echoed throughout the hall: "After thousands of years, I, in the name of the Dark Witch King Marceau, will finally reproduce the feat of slaughtering gods!"

In the picture, the face of the magical lady Mistra has become extremely ugly.

Seven or eight spell auras suddenly appeared around her body, and with a simple distinction, you could see that several high-level spells for defense and escape, including 'Divine Power Shield', 'Discord Escape Technique', 'Interdimensional Teleportation Technique', 'Divine Jump', etc., have already worked.

Then, in the end, the fluctuations of space were smoothed out by another, more domineering force, and the figure of the magical lady Mistra was still in place.

At this moment, a trace of vague and indescribable aura began to seep out from the bottom of the Black Sword Mountain, and the super-large witch array carved along the pattern affected this mountain, this area.

Even, it spread to this dimension, as well as to the floating city......

Bang Bang Bang!

Boom!

Standing in mid-air, the mirror seemed to bear a lot of pressure, cracks appeared quickly, and spread like a spider's web, just a few breaths, the entire mirror exploded into countless fragments, the fragments were scattered and flying, and it seemed to be burned by flames, melted into gas, and dissipated before it landed.

The Black Witch King Marceau was also stunned, and after a while, he let out a hearty laugh again: "Is this the evil of God?

Hahahaha, good, good, the stronger, the better! Even if my final opponent is not a magical lady, but a god, that's not bad. ”

"Over the years, I've studied the corpses of dragons and dissected the bodies of Titans, but this is the first time I've ever dissected a monster. ”

"It's so exciting!"

"So, my floating city, go full speed ahead......"

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Time pushed forward a little further, and the tents in the Black Sword Mountain camp had been reduced to ashes.

There were two people in the tent, but the Witch of Fire, Melisandro, held the blue flame in her hand, and the black thread of memory pointed clearly at Meereen.

"By the way, you're the murderer?" Ozma, the wolf of the moon, shook her head and stared up and down at Meereen with disbelief in her eyes.

Although Dracula did not speak, his expression was the same as that of Ozma, and he looked at Meereen, tilting his head to confirm to Melisandra, "Are you sure you are mistaken?"

Melisandra wanted to say that she was sure, sure, and that she must be right, but after hesitating for a second, she held the dark blue flame in her hand and scorched the black memory thread in it, and the flame jumped, and the black memory thread directly turned into a wisp of smoke, and quickly fell on Meereen.

Melisandra looked happy and a little strange, and said, "If Angel sees the murderer, then he is the murderer?!"

"But this is too, too young, isn't it? Moreover, his strength, hmm, at most second-order, doesn't seem to be quite like a murderer?" Ozma said the doubts in the minds of the three of them:

Indeed, until now, although they confirmed that the murderer they tracked down was a dark wizard, they never thought that the other party was just a second-order Xinnen, just kidding, killing more than four hundred dark wizards, and three third-order dark witch killers, maybe just a second-order?

"I think it's probably because of this that he has not been discovered until now, and everyone has made a mistake in the direction of the investigation, so they naturally missed him.

Think about it? Who could believe that the murderer who made the Wizarding Alliance into a big story was actually just a second-order? Including us, if it weren't for the fact that it was right in front of you, would you believe it?" Dracula said:

"I don't believe it. Ozma nodded in approval:

"That's it, catch him, and we can go back to the errand. ”

"But even if we arrest him and turn him in, do you think the others will approve of it?" Ozma asked with some hesitation, "Will the others recognize this as the murderer?"

"This?" Dracula pondered:

"Are you two stupid?" Melissandro wanted to knock open the heads of these two partners to see what was in the mess: "Arrest and torture, hypnosis, soul search, which one can't work? Even if this kid is not a murderer, he has nothing to do with the murderer."

Besides, we have to leave, we can't stay here!"

Well, to the point, whether intentionally or unintentionally, whether subjective or passive, this secret camp seems to have led to the current battle because of them, although they also have a mission, but afterwards, Bao Qi Marceau will anger them.

Now, it is better for them to complete their tasks smoothly, and then pretend not to know the belonging and importance of the camp, so that it is possible to cover up the past, well, it is possible......

But that's the only way they can go.