Morgries's office had become a mess, the original well-placed, rich collection of books had been ruined by the staggered sword light and flames, the delicate carpet had burned out, the only remaining piece was frozen together by the ice, and the desk made of solid wood that Morgrith was very accustomed to had a large hole burned in the middle, and the dark ashes were scattered everywhere, through the big hole, I could just see Eliven lying miserably on the ground, and in front of him was a shocking large pool of blood, this guy seemed to be silent。 Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

A slight noise suddenly came into Morgries's ears, as if he felt something, Morgrice turned his head to the huge glass window not far away, which was almost the only luxurious decoration in this humble office, from this huge glass window, almost overlooking the whole of Sam City, that was also one of Morgris's favorite activities, but now, the sight made the heart of this once iron-blooded tough man sink directly to the bottom.

Because Sam City is burning!

Morgrice could no longer care about harvesting Elivan's only breath of life, he endured the pain and walked quickly to the window, and saw that the entire Sam City was almost covered in billowing smoke, and from time to time there were one or two shining lights in the smoke, and then there was a visible shaking of the ground, and the fire that had been ignited was also spread out a lot, and because of the Midsummer Festival, there were a lot of flammable gunpowder, fireworks and other things piled up in the city, and a fire falling from the sky could cause a huge riot, from Morgris's point of view, it was easy to distinguish the source of this burning flame, which was the workshop area！

This discovery made Morgris's heart even colder, as one of the few guys in the Council of the Nine Towers who was very good at conspiracy trajectory and layout, he almost subconsciously thought of the strangeness of this fire, and in the past Midsummer Festival, there were also residents who accidentally ignited gunpowder or fireworks and caused a fire, but that situation can easily be dealt with by the patrolling low-level mages, and then linked to the destruction of the workshop area, which has always forbidden any dangerous goods to enter, Morris almost immediately guessed the black hand behind this fire that is likely to destroy a third of Sam City。

It's those merchants! To be precise, it's the Bordeaux Chamber of Commerce, which occupies almost half of the huge magical supplies business system in the middle of the entire continent, except for the chambers of commerce under the Council of the Nine Towers! Only those with deep pockets have the strength and courage to dare to hire good men to brazenly destroy the workshop area on which Sam City depends.

Morris let out a long sigh and covered his chest a little lonely, as the first generation of elites cultivated by the Nine Towers Council, he himself was actually very disdainful of the greedy habits that the Nine Towers Council was now full of, in his opinion, the mage was to be pure and have few desires, that is, to sacrifice everything in order to pursue the truth, worldly rights and wealth were not worth mentioning in his opinion, but if the plan against the Seven Alliances five years ago could still be said to be to pursue the secrets of the establishment of the Nine Towers, then most of the killings and expulsions in the secret of the Demon Hunting Department in recent years were to stabilize and strengthen the authority of the Nine Towers Council in the world, Sam City, which is sheltered by the Nine Towers Council, is like a giant beast that will never be satisfied, frantically devouring all the wealth that can be devoured around it, although a clear-eyed person like Morgrice knows that the prey that is forced into a corner by Sam City will sooner or later fight back, but even he himself did not expect that those desperate merchants would be crazy to this point, they dared to attack Sam City directly, and deliberately chose to be in the Midsummer Festival, which was simply a slap in the face of the Nine Towers Council。

"Hawkeye!"

Morris stretched out two fingers, the first knuckle of his thumb and index finger intersected, bringing a slight wave of mana, and two spell-casting syllables came out of his mouth, and the next moment, his eyes crossed the barrier of space, and his gaze directly turned to the vicinity of the chaotic workshop area, with the blessing of the Eagle Eye Technique, Morgris's vision became 360 degrees without dead ends, and everything around him entered his eyes, and he saw a team of apprentices wearing low-level mage robes and pinning the emblem of the Plastic Energy Tower on their chests were running around in a hurry. A few brainy guys are trying their best to release low-level spells like Wind Blade or Stone Wall to try to block the spread of the flames, while more people are wandering around aimlessly, with no one to command, no plan, and the whole scene is in chaos.

Morris soon noticed that it was not that there was no one to command, but that the guys who tried to direct everyone to put out the fire had been stabbed to death, and those who did their best to put out the fire were often the first to die, and it seemed that there was a team of stalkers and wanderers who were constantly wandering on the edge of the fire to select these low-level mages with brains to start, in the vision of Eagle Eye, he saw more than once that those mages were sweating profusely guiding spells, and then a black-clothed assassin suddenly jumped out behind him, simply and clearly cut his throat or pierced his heart, and those murderers disappeared into the shadows again, chasing the next target, judging by the number of corpses on the groundThis brutal hunt has been going on for quite some time.

"Strange, why are they all low-level mages!What about the high-level mages in the city?"

Morris maintained the Eagle Eye Technique, muttering to himself, what he saw along the way were all low-level mages, at most a few intermediate mages who escaped from the workshop area, but most of them were overseers in the original workshop area, and their combat power was limited stronger than that of low-level mages, and they could not stop the slaughter of the same low-level stalkers, and because the officials of Sam City had stubbornly expelled other professional unions in the past few years, the low-level mages of the Nine Towers now knew most about other professionals from books, and in the face of real knives and real guns, the elusive assassins suddenly became numb。

These young generations were born in the most glorious period of the Nine Towers, and they were instilled with the belief that mages are noble and mages are invincible since they were children, plus the Nine Towers Council is still just an emerging mage organization in the entire continent after all, so out of inheritance considerations, most of the low-level mages are protected from the trials they go out, which causes the low-level mages under the council to be more good at theory and have poor practical combat methods, and the timing of the selection of the Bordeaux Chamber of Commerce is really just right, the nine tower masters currently have only one illusion tower master Faceless Pollit sitting in Sam City, and the most elite group of battle mages are stationed on the front line of the northern frontier all year round, which can be said to face sudden attacks, the Nine Towers Council, a giant in the middle of the continent, couldn't come up with an effective counterattack for a while.

However, the next moment, when Morgris's eyes turned to the square at the junction of the workshop area and the commercial area, he finally knew why no high-level mage had intervened in the rescue of the workshop area.

Because someone is deliberately intercepting them!

"Don't think about it!"

The blood-covered semi-barbarian Khufu had already abandoned his tattered leather armor at this moment, almost shirtless, holding a terrifying heavy weapon in one hand in front of the two intermediate mages with frightened faces, just now, this barbarian whose whole body was almost stained with blood and internal organs fragments almost shredded their companions alive, half of the blood in Khufu's body inherited the high magic resistance of the barbarian warriors living in the northern tundra, and was almost completely immune to low-level magic below the three rings, although the intermediate mages could already skillfully release the magic of the three rings or even the four rings, but the more advanced the magic release, the longer it will take, and how can Khufu, who is also a mid-level professional, give them so much time?

Odin was universally worshipped by the barbarian warriors of the tundra, the one-eyed god-king who admired the heroism of his warriors in battle, and often sent his servant, Valkyrie, known as Valkyrie, the battle angel, to search for the battlefield and lure the bravest warriors to his kingdom. Barbarian warriors were different from knights, sword masters, or warrior monks in other parts of the continent, although they were few in number, they were natural weapons masters, and they were able to use any weapon with great skill, and the most powerful of these warriors could even use heavy weapons that ordinary people could only hold with both hands, as Khufu did now.

Barbarian warriors have generally mastered the art of using anger to fight, the more angry they are, the more terrible and painful their strength increases, and the stronger the killing intent, because Odin had promised his warriors that as long as the warriors' anger and killing intent continue, then their shells will never die, so the barbarian warriors are the most troublesome enemies of all professionals in the entire continent, the anger is endless, the battle is not stopped, only the glorious death can make their undead rest in peace, no one wants to confront a crazy barbarian warrior head-on, just like the two intermediate mages whose legs are trembling now, looking at Khufu's eyes that have been covered with terrible bloodshots, the two people looked at each other helplessly, this must be a battle without any chance of winning.

And beside Khufu, his barbarian brothers were also frantically brandishing weapons, and from time to time they also threw out those heavy weapons, and the low-level mages who were smashed were all vomiting blood and turning to the ground, and then being stabbed by the barbarians who rushed over, but their number was too small, and there were more and more middle and senior mages who came here after getting the news, and the speed of barbarian casualties was also accelerating, not all of them were Khufu, and they could get the favor of Odin, in fact, it was already the limit for ordinary barbarian warriors to be able to contend with an intermediate mage one-on-one, plus after paying a lot of casualties, the mages of the Nine Towers Council also learned to be obedient, Those low-level mages desperately ran out of the place that had turned into a battlefield, harassing those warriors who fought to the death with spells at the farthest distance, while the intermediate mages were located on the edge of the battlefield, ruthlessly driving those cannon fodder-like protectors to rush forward, under the efforts of these cannon fodder, the mages who finally won the time used one after another powerful spells to eliminate those barbarians who were still resisting, as for the high-level mages, they casually threw down a ball of flames, ice, poisonous fog or simply condensed to the extreme magic ball when they flew over the battlefield, and at the same time blew up the enemy and turned the innocent cannon fodder into a corpse。

In fact, as long as the mages of the council are about to be promoted to the high ranks, they will be sent to the front line of the northern frontier to fight against the orcs, and in that kind of high-intensity battle, they will either die or break through, and then come back alive, so almost every senior mage present is a murderous butcher, and from this point of view, the Nine Towers Council is still doing well.

Not to mention the scene that Khufu has already had some unbearable scenes, in the center of the square, hidden for decades, and finally unsheathed in this dynasty Old Hall is like a sword that has really been sealed for decades, under his edge, no one in the entire battlefield dares to approach him within two hundred meters, at this moment he is stalemate on the ground is a magister sent by the faceless Pollit, and before the arrival of this magister, there have been three high-level mages who have died under the war hammer of Old Hall, this old man has been hiding in the Bordeaux Chamber of Commerce for decades, and has never made a move, but it is this time that it shocked the entire Sam City, Countless people saw the figure shining like the sun in the sky, and saw that his battle with the mages was as simple as chopping melons and vegetables, at this moment, the concept of "mage invincible" propagated by the Nine Towers Council for decades completely became a joke, and there was also a trace of crack in the figure of the Nine Towers that seemed to be majestic to the point of almost high mountains.

"I am the Magister of the Tower of Shaping Energy, Lil, and the enemies in front of me immediately lay down their weapons and surrender, otherwise the Council of the Nine Towers will give you eternal death after all!"

The magister floating in the air pinched it with one hand, and a "sonic gathering" Easily, after a while, his shouts spread throughout the battlefield, but no one put down his weapons because of his childish persuasion, the old Hall who stood on the ground with his eyes closed opened suddenly, and his feet slammed on the ground, like a rocket soaring into the sky, this is not relying on pure physical strength, but some kind of secret technique of contact and stomping on the air to achieve floating combat, and the opponent Standing on the same level of the old Hall waved the gray two-handed war hammer forward, the heroic spirit made the low-level mages who were watching around couldn't help but bow their heads, as if what he was looking at in front of him was not a magister who could slaughter the city and destroy the country, just a lamb to be slaughtered。

"Die!"

Old Hall roared, his left foot stepped down again, and then changed to his right foot, so after a few times, his figure stepped into the higher sky like a rush, and then held the war hammer with both hands, and the fighting spirit exploded instantly, pushing his body like a meteor to smash towards the waiting Magister Lille, the latter's combat experience is also extremely rich, he first stabbed the staff in his hand downward, knotted the magic seal with one hand, and said something in his mouth, just before Old Hall fell, Lil's figure flickered, and it changed from a person to an illusion of four quadrangular standings, and as soon as he made a move, it was a five-ring magic-mirror image。

But this is just the beginning, these four illusions began to form magic seals at the same time in the next moment, but Old Hall did not stop attacking because the opponent became four, on the contrary, his legs continued to step on the air to make himself faster, the impact was stronger, the moment before his war hammer smashed on the top of the fantasy head, Lille's spell was finally completed, a magic circle engraved with complex runes appeared at the feet of the four illusions, these four illusions also squatted down at the same time, the left hand was attached to the back of the right hand, and all the magic power was entered into the magic circle, the dazzling earthy yellow light flashed, and a small mountain-like rock thorn appeared in the magic circle, and then quickly rose, directly to meet the old Hall's warhammer.

Under the huge force and impact, the first rock spike shattered instantly, and the rocks that flew in all directions quickly dissipated in the air and became the most primitive magic element, but the next moment, another identical rock spike appeared in the magic circle, and once again met the war hammer that Old Hall continued to smash, and the cycle continued, and finally after the thirteenth rock spike appeared, it was able to cancel out all the impact of Old Hall, and the latter turned over in the air and fell back to the place where he stood just now.

"Six Rings of Magic - Rebel Earth Blade"

The two strongest parties on the battlefield at present, the first confrontation ended without a problem, but the other people on the battlefield would not stop fighting because of the earth-shattering blow of the two people, and almost every second there were dead and wounded falling, especially after the returning wanderers and stalkers joined the battlefield, the low-level mages who had originally stayed on the periphery suddenly suffered heavy casualties.

"It's almost time, Khufu, Barak, with your wounded brother, withdraw!"

Old Hall looked at the black-robed Magister Lil on the opposite side vigilantly, and waved his free hand back, and Khufu, who heard the order, immediately ran, and threw the weapons on his hands as throwing knives straight out, forcing back the two intermediate mages who were entanglement with him, bending down and picking up a barbarian warrior with an injured left leg, and quickly ran towards the position of the city gate, and the wanderers who came and went without a trace also appeared, picked up the wounded who were still saved, and quickly began to retreat, they had already completed their tasks, and the few enchanted craftsmen who were willing to follow them had been sent to the city gate before the battle began, and got into the simple carriage that had been prepared long ago, it will be estimated that they are almost in the hills where they were originally hiding.

It's just that these guys are about to leave after wreaking havoc in Sam City, and how can the mages who have been seriously provoked and who are still dead let them go so easily?

The mid-level mages who survived the explosion and assassination gathered together, and quickly carved a huge magic circle on the ground, six people stood in the six corners of the six-pointed star circle, changing the magic seal, and muttering words in their mouths, while the other low-level mages trembled and guarded outside the magic circle, and some of them put their hands on the ground not far from the magic circle, using their own magic to charge this temporary magic circle.

Although the gap between the various classes is almost impossible for mages, humans can always come up with some opportunistic ways to fight against invincible enemies, and one of them is the multiplayer circle, which brings together the power of several hosts through the power of the circle, allowing them to summon helpers far beyond their strength or directly fight against enemies who are far stronger than themselves in a short period of time.

Just like now, after receiving a sufficient supply of energy, the six-pointed star circle began to bloom with an earthy yellow light, and as time passed, this light became brighter and brighter, until finally, under the will of the six intermediate mages who presided over the circle, an earthy yellow half-body giant hundreds of yards high appeared in the circle, and as soon as the vague face appeared, he looked up to the sky and roared, only to see the wind and sand from the gray and white plains quickly gather in the air, spinning and merging like a sandstorm, and finally formed the giant's two hideous claws, and then it raised its claws highUnder the manipulation of the summoner, it smashed towards the mercenaries who were running away quickly, and the arm grew bigger and bigger as it fell, almost like a small hill when it approached the ground, directly covering a third of the commercial area.

Old Hall felt inexplicably familiar when the Gundam figure first appeared, and the old memories continued to wash in his mind, and finally brought him back to the scene of the battlefield of desperate death decades ago, that is, on the battlefield where the greenskins were facing each other, those mages who were firmly protected had also used the same tricks, the only difference was that the giant he had seen was taller and bigger than the current one, and the face was clearer, the giant killed at least three thousand orcs with a single blow, and then was directly expelled from the reality plane by the shaman on the opposite side, Old Hall remembered very well, the one who summoned the sand burial djinn seemed to be a great mage。

"It's a sand burial djinn! no, Khufu!

The half-barbarian seemed to hear Old Hall's shout, and seemed to be thoughtful, in short, the moment before the giant claw fell, he carried his wounded brother on his back and swooped to the left, just to avoid the attack of the claw, but the others were not so lucky, because the mercenaries instinctively pulled out a sparse skirmish line when they ran, so this blow took the lives of at least twenty mercenaries, but at least more than half of them survived.

"Run, run!"

Khufu jumped up as soon as he turned over, he shouted loudly, telling the brothers who were stuck in place to flee for their lives quickly, and he grabbed the arm of a wounded man with one hand, and ran frantically towards the city gate not far away, but those intermediate mages did not stop, and the sand burial djinn floating in the sky was grabbed with one claw again, but this time because the mercenaries had already prepared, only four or five unlucky eggs were swept under the wind and sand giant claws, and with the help of their companions, these guys only broke their hands and feet, and did not go directly to see Cranvo or Odin。

"Fool, attack the city gate directly!"

The black-robed Magister Lil, who was entangled with Old Hall again, saw that the Sand Burial Djinn failed to make a contribution in two attacks, and he was immediately furious, and even roared directly at the few mages who manipulated the Sand Burial Djinn,

"Fence them up!"

"Roar!"

The sand burial djinn raised his arms high, swung down like a gorilla, and smashed directly on the city wall that connected the city gate, and the incomparable force instantly smashed the city gate, bricks and wood splashed everywhere, and even the city wall collapsed with a long section, and the sound of two arms smashing on the city wall even made the whole city shook, but then the bodies of the mages who manipulated the djinn softened at the same time, and they recited a spell casting syllable in unison before falling,

"Sandification!"

The next moment, the arms of the earthy yellow djinn composed of wind and sand immediately fell off, and in a few seconds, two oval earthen walls were formed, firmly blocking the fleeing mercenaries in place, and the hundreds of yards tall djinn also let out an unwilling roar because of the loss of the relationship between the mage host, and then slowly faded, and finally disappeared into the air.

"Hahaha, that's it! Don't even think about running!"

Lil laughed, sealed with one hand, and waved forward with the other hand, and five flame snakes flying out of his hands rushed to pounce on Old Hall, who did not dodge and let the fire snake mark on his leather armor, and launched a charge against Lille, stepping on the air with both legs and making a terrible sonic boom, in the face of Lille's low-level magic that wanted to slow him down, Old Hall's speed became faster and faster, in fact, the knights who entered the combat state will be covered with a layer of fighting spirit for defense, and the fighting spirit layer of Old Hall's body, which has been promoted to the great knight level, is not to mention this second ring of magic - Flame Snake, is the general three-ring or even four-ring magic, as long as it is not dozens of mages collectively shooting, he can almost ignore it.

Looking at Lille's arrogant smile, Old Hall had a frosty face, and he said word by word,

"When I kill you, I can take them away!"