The aura of magic became more and more obvious, and the human footsteps were clearly audible, but there was a slight messiness and panic in the footsteps. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

For the first time, Tatali met Birmingham, a down-and-out nobleman who was called by the Sword Saint Simmel, a teenager who wanted to revive his family's glory but was constantly pushed into the abyss by the giant hand of fate.

is really an ordinary aristocratic boy, his appearance is not too outstanding, but it is definitely not unsightly, there are still some young people's unique childishness and innocence between his eyebrows, but he also faintly sees that adults are stable, and the clothes on his body are definitely not what a nobleman should look like, after all, a well-educated nobleman will never appear in front of a lady in embarrassment, as if he was being chased and killed.

"Yo, Lady Dark Witch, hello!"

And I won't use such an old-fashioned and impolite way of greeting.

Lilian, the black witch who tugged at the corners of her mouth, forced out a smile of entertainment.

"Hello, Lord Birmingham. ”

"Your Excellency, it's a bit abrupt to say that, but I'm in a little trouble right now. ”

Ha, I can't wait to complain to myself about the lady I met for the first time, it's really bad.

"Yes, Lord Birmingham, please speak, and I will do my best to get into trouble. ”

Before Lillian's last note fell, a blue lightning blasted in, swept past Birmingham's ears and slammed into Tatarly's side.

"Mr. Birmingham is a fast runner, like a fox. With a slightly teasing tone, the illusionist caught up with Birmingham, and at the same time saw the person he least wanted to see at the moment.

"Hey, David, I think the little trouble in the mouth of Lord Birmingham should be you, right?"

"Yo, Lillian, it's been a long time, and I'm not called David now. ”

"yes, what should I call you, John, or Chio. ”

"If I could, I would like that Miss Lillian could call me an illusionist. ”

"Yes, it's a pity, I still like to call you Little Qiao, after all, that's the name I was most familiar with when I was in the Eastern Capital Alliance. The dark witch Lilian showed a pity expression, but the magic that gradually condensed in her hand told the illusionist unmistakably that this dark witch was in such a passionate mood at this time, and yes, she met an undercover agent who leaked the secrets of the Eastern Capital Alliance, and this excitement was only the result of convergence.

"Let me think about it, Xiao Qiao won't impersonate my identity, probably not, right!"

Can he say no, especially when he feels that the condensed magic has far exceeded the limit of a mid-level magician.

"You are very discerning, Lord Lillian. Birmingham's well-timed mending knife turned the illusionist's long-brewing argument into a wordless wry smile.

"Great magic!" It was like a flying feather finally landing on the ground, splashing layers of ripples on the surface of the calm lake, but these ripples fell in the eyes of the illusionist, and they were the magic attacks that shook the earth and the mountains.

Great magic, the dark witch Lilian's own magic system, said to be a self-proclaimed lineage, but largely borrowed from some well-known magic theories, the most famous of which is critical magic, the black witch Lilian through the unrivaled perfect explosive power of critical magic, created her own big magic, also known as black magic.

Explosion is art, destruction is everything, this is the original intention of all the magic of the dark witch Lillian, and it is also the most significant feature of the great magic, as the caster finished chanting, the magic elements condensed in the slender palm have poured out, like a black spear thrown out of Lilian's hand.

"Thor!" the roaring black spear was like a thunder god in the clouds throwing out the wrath of the mortals, and the dry air gave off a scorching smell for a moment, and this smell had just entered Birmingham's nostrils, and a dark thunder movie had flashed in his eyes.

The roar of the explosion rose into the sky, the charred earth shattered, and the heat that had filled the streets vanished, replaced by a stream of thunder and lightning.

"Miss Lillian is still the same grumpy. The illusionist who soared into the air let out such an exclamation, but his hand did not dare to pause, and the holy white light reappeared, and the giant hand of judgment volleyed out in the air, and pounced on the dark witch Tatali in front of him.

"Anemo God!" the magical elements circulating around him were summoned again, but this time it was not a violent thunderbolt but a violent hurricane.

The wind god beckoned, and the howling invisible hurricane swirled up, forming a wall that was enough to isolate everything, and the holy giant hand hit the hurricane that was circling in the air, and the giant hand that could tear everything was destroyed little by little under this wind wall.

The swirling wind brought up grains of golden light, like a brilliant galaxy rising, which was breathtaking, but now was not the time for the illusionist to marvel, the attack was destroyed again, and the dark witch Lilian had already begun to prepare a third magic, and the crisis was looming, and the illusionist was not allowed to be careless.

"Ever-changing!" The trick that belongs to the illusionist finally appeared, no longer the running thunder and the holy giant hand, this time the illusionist did not have the slightest reservation, and as soon as he made a move, he was his strongest magic.

The phantom-like body followed the long shout of the volley illusionist, and the sky above the dark alley was covered with dark clouds, and there was no need to count Birmingham, as far as the eye could see, there were illusionists in strange costumes.

"Not the slightest bit of growth, little Chio. The flirtatious and casual tone represented Lilian's state of mind at this moment, and the magic condensed again, and the chanting resounded through the sky, making the little magician Ellie reveal an unbelievable expression.

"Vulcan!"

The fiery elemental followed the command, the wind dissipated, and the thunder whispered as it greeted the enthronement of the Scorching Monarch.

"Three Dharma initiates, how is it possible?"

Yes, just as little Ellie was shocked by her words, thunder, wind, and fire, the three magic elements appeared one after another in the hands of the dark witch Lilian, and each of them was a mid-level magic that was enough to be loaded into the magic hall, which simply subverted little Ellie's fundamental perception of magic, this is the magic of the dark witch, this kind of posture that is completely unreasonable, only for the pursuit of the ultimate destruction.

Shock, incomprehension, and confusion became the last sight of fire and phantom intertwined in the eyes of the little magician Ellie, and also drew a short end to the trip to Birmingham.

The smoke and dust that rushed to the sky and the deafening roar resounded in the demon-infested slums, like a grand symphony finally coming to an end, making all people and demons look up to it.