In the city of Bolol, a black cloud hovers over the entire city, and the pressure of the black oppression, the legendary mage, descends on this land, suppressing all dissatisfaction and resistance.

Thin spatial cracks hung high above the Mage Tower, and the black void swallowed up all the cold winds and sunlight that dared to pass through it.

The figure in the yellow mage's robe hovered above the spatial rift, his angry eyes staring at the northwest, as if he wanted to pour out the endless rage and let the entire northwest be annihilated under his hands.

The scales of the Kantasi demon who guarded him were stolen, and the thieves who imprisoned him escaped, and he was taunted by Fa St. Lordán and threatened by Arrikusd.

On the same day, he was slapped in the face four times, which had never happened in history, and there had never been such an aggrieved legendary mage in the canon.

Angry, he walked out of the mage tower and declared his existence to the world, and he wanted to see if such a thing would happen a fifth time.

"Gicuri, isn't the matter settled yet?"

The earth-yellow giant fell from the sky, and with a "boom", it fell behind the Kebin Floating Silk Auction House, splashing rocks everywhere, it climbed the side of the Kebin Floating Silk Auction House, and the arm composed of soil was on the top of the Kebin Floating Silk Auction House, which made the Kebin Floating Silk Auction House groan.

"I've seen a legendary mage. ”

A hundred magicians bowed down and said with deep respect.

"My lord, please think about this matter, most of them are the servants of the aristocratic group behind the Kebin Fusi Auction House, kill them, those nobles will not give up. Elder Jikurifa's face showed a look of embarrassment.

"So what? Break the rules of Bolore City, kill them all, no matter what kind of background he has, kill!"

The earth giant roared, making a huge sound, which shook everyone's ears, and the murderous intent revealed in his words made people's hearts tremble.

"But my lord, the Presbyterian Church"

Gicurifa opened his mouth to remind him, he could already see that Bonben San Cass was now in a violent mood, and his judgment was not very normal, but as soon as he spoke, he was interrupted.

"Elders! I'll go and say it myself, you just have to do your thing!"

The earth giant reprimanded, and his huge body stood up, staring coldly down at Jikuri on the ground, and waved his hand.

"Let's get started. ”

Jikulifa could only bow his head and agree, "Yes!"

Then, with a wave of his hand, he nodded to the hundreds of magicians behind him, "Let's start." ”

"Hello cheering fire spirits, gather around me, lend me your mighty power temporarily, release your vitality, burn the earth, and block the enemy's sight - the Red Lotus Hell Fire!"

The magician in the fiery red robe took out his magic wand, held it on his chest, and instilled spiritual power into the magic wand, reverently chanting incantations and calling for the advent of magic.

The fire elementals responded to the call, emerged from the endless void, gathered above the magician, and gathered into a large scorching cloud, the bright red flames burned in the clouds, igniting the howling cold wind, and the city of Polol finally ushered in warmth once again.

"Mother Earth, Virtuous Mother, open your majestic chest and accept the gift from the Nine Heavens, and in my name, bloom - meteorite. ”

The earth magician knelt on one knee, the earthy yellow light flashing in the palm of his hand, communicating the will of the earth, calling for the protection of the mother earth, and the waves of earth rose into the sky, submerged into the fire clouds, condensed into a meteorite the size of a human head, surrounded by flames.

The terrifying magic fluctuations were raging, and Wei Ya descended, and the combination of the two high-level magic brought not only the power of one plus one equals two, but also the strength of a qualitative change and quantitative change.

There was a commotion in the Kebin Floating Silk Auction House, and dozens of day-level powerhouses gathered together, their faces were sad, the powerful magic in the sky outside definitely had the power to destroy them, and they had no way to escape.

"Lord Cardiff, didn't you build a corresponding protection mechanism when you built the Kebin Floating Silk Auction House, such as a magic cover or something?"

A nine-day mercenary asked Cardiff with the last glimmer of hope.

Cardiff shook his head in frustration: "The higher-ups haven't considered such a situation, after all, the powerful power of the Magic Guild is the most powerful protection. ”

"Are we just sitting back and waiting to die? After all, we are the elite who have come out of countless deaths, are we going to sit and wait to die like this group of waste, and be buried in this Kebin floating silk auction house together?"

A mercenary roared, the magic outside that was getting more and more inflated gave him great mental pressure, and he glared angrily at the group of people at the moon level and star level, unwilling to give up the last hope.

"What else can I do? This place is already heavily surrounded, not to mention that there is a mage and a legendary mage outside, who can escape in such a situation!"

Cardiff looked through the window at the thick earth giant outside, his voice helpless.

"Damn, don't let me know who angered the Magic Guild, otherwise even if he sinks into the abyss and becomes an undead creature, I will never let him go. ”

Despair, helplessness spread wildly in the Kebin Floating Silk Auction House, and the mercenaries were terrified, frightened, and lost their minds.

The sound of crying broke the last thread, and suddenly countless pleas for mercy rang out from the Kebin Fusi auction house.

"Jikuri Fa Sheng, is this the purpose of the Magic Guild, to kill innocents indiscriminately? Why do you treat the people who worship you like this? Could it be that we are really so hated by you?

Cardiff couldn't bear it anymore, a flush on his pale face, and he raised his voice, questioning, even pleading.

"Are you really stingy with any mercy?"

Listening to the begging for mercy more than the angry rebuke in his ears, Jikuri Fasheng couldn't help but feel a little sad, it is not easy for anyone to live, so he spoke again: "My lord!"

"Kill!"

A deafening roar came from the mouth of the earth giant, buzzing, shattering a house and burying the civilians still wrapped in it.

"Hey. Jikulifa Sheng sighed, waved his hand, and said, "Release!"

The clouds of fire rolled, countless sparks splashed, revealing the meteorites hidden underneath, and the raging magic fluctuations were like a great river that had burst its banks, roaring and roaring, and the meteorites fell from the sky with flames and bombarded towards the Kebin Floating Silk Auction House.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, a roar came from outside the city, and a fiery red sword qi slashed rapidly.

Jikulifasheng's face froze, and one by one earthen walls quickly rose from under his feet, blocking the front of the sword qi.

"Bang"

The sword qi flashed, and the earthen wall was cut in half in an instant, but this also greatly consumed the power of the sword qi, and finally dissipated after smashing the ordinary meteorite.

"Who!"

Bangben Sancas was furious, the dark clouds in the sky condensed into an angry face, staring at the galloping figure, the earth giant standing next to the Kebin Fusi Auction House disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, he had already come to the side of the figure, and the thick body slammed into the figure brutally.

"St. Cayenne, Prince of the Holy Emperor Kingdom, has met the legendary mage Bon Ben St. Cass. ”

The figure hurriedly flashed over the massive body of the earth giant, stood still in the air, and bowed down to Bemben Sankas, who was standing on top of the mage's tower.

"Oh, Saint Cayenne, Saint Emperor Kingdom, is that old guy okay?"

Bonben San Cass didn't care what he said, and he didn't even look at San Cayenne.

"Ancestor is well. ”

"Not dead yet. Bonburn Sancas said casually, then changed the conversation and asked, "Then what are you doing here?"

"Your Excellency, please have mercy on your subordinates, Prince St. Loki is now at the Kerbin Float Auction House, please allow me to take him back. ”

Bonben St. Cass casually glanced at the Kebin Floating Silk Auction House and waved his hand, "In this way, you can look for it, see if you are still alive." ”

St. Cayenne glanced at the Castin Float Auction House, and his heart was half cold, the originally tall and prosperous auction house was now only a ruin, although the meteorite was cut down by Saint Cayenne, but the remaining half still destroyed the entire Cabin Float Auction House.

In other words, the chances of St. Loki being alive are slim to none.

He was angry, bowed down and said, "Thank you." ”

Then the figure flashed, past the hundreds of magicians who had become solemn again, past the Jikuri Fa Sheng, and fell on the Kebin Fusi Auction House.

The scorching trail covered the entire Kebin Floating Silk Auction House. Mixed with blood, seeping out from beneath the ruins, stumps and flesh everywhere, twisted bodies half-exposed in the air, charred heads looking somewhere with despair and fear, a stench of burnt fire filling the air.

"Your Highness, are you still there?" he roared, and the Sword Master's mighty power was revealed, piercing every corner.

A faint breath came from the ruins, and Saint Cayenne looked happy, and quickly rushed forward, moving the ruins aside.

I only saw Cardiff and a few nine-day mercenaries lying below, without a trace of blood on their pale faces.

Saint Cayenne's face changed, and after thinking for a moment, he still stretched out his hand, pulled a few people up, took out a rudimentary scroll of light, and crushed it. A soft light bloomed and fell on Cardiff's body.

Cardiff only felt a coolness invade the bottom of his heart, and couldn't help but moan,

"Tell me, where is St. Loki?"

Cardiff struggled to open his eyes and saw a strong man in armor with a faint heart-palpitating aura on his body.

He raised his hand and pointed in a direction with difficulty, this action seemed to consume all his strength, his eyes rolled, and he fainted again.

St. Cayenne didn't even look at Cardiff again, and his figure flashed to the place where Cardiff was pointing.

But he only saw a blackened face, and the remaining pieces of cloth around him faintly revealed his identity.

"Your Excellency Bonburn St. Cass, please give me an explanation. ”

He turned around and shouted at the figure sitting cross-legged on the mage tower.

"You're not worthy. ”

The contemptuous tone was like a sharp sword piercing Saint Cayenne's heart, and he said angrily, "Then, give us an explanation for the Holy Emperor Kingdom. ”

Bonburn Sankas smiled, and the old face was full of indifference: "It's not enough. ”

"How about adding another kingdom of Kthis?"

The azure figure came in an instant, standing in the cold wind, and said coldly.

Bonburn Sancas narrowed his eyes, and a dangerous light bloomed from within, "Hmph, you don't have the right to get me to explain it to you. ”

St. Cayenne rose into the air and stood beside the people of the Kingdom of Certis and drank: "Then, we will go back and invite the Ancestor to come, hoping that Your Excellency will be able to give a reasonable explanation at that time." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Bangben St. Cass to speak, the two looked at each other, turned around and galloped away.

"Where are you going?"

Bonben San Cass sneered, with a big hand, two spatial cages were created in an instant, and with a wave of his hand, the two people were imprisoned.

"Do you want to kill people? Saint Cayenne shouted angrily, his expression frightened, the long sword in his hand was already unsheathed, and in his hand, the fiery red sword aura filled the air.

The people of the Kingdom of Ktis didn't say a word, their faces were grim, and endless wind blades flew out of their cuffs and surrounded them.

Bangben St. Cass looked at the two figures of red and white that were rapidly approaching in the distance, and said coldly: "Give me a good stay." ”

The cold wind was howling, the dark clouds were all over the sky, the cold wind was howling, the cracks were dense, and the two powerful saints were imprisoned in the space cage, their faces were gloomy but they couldn't move, and the Jikulifa saint returned to the mage tower with a hundred magicians as if it was none of his business, but the moment he stepped into the tower, the worried gaze that turned his head betrayed his mood.

Time passed slowly, the two figures got closer and closer, and suddenly, Bonben Sancas stood up violently, looked up at the sky, and looked up at the sky, with a look of anger.

A white light bloomed from the void, piercing the thick clouds without hindrance, like the first ray of sunlight after the rain, soft but very dazzling. A mighty voice rang out in the white light.

"Bangben Sanccas, are you ready for the two Dharma Saints?"