Thin purple orbonic wires spread through the air, and using gravity control, Philip precisely manipulated the orbonic copper wires to wrap around the spinning wheel's turntable, like purple yarns.

Philip's expression was extremely focused, and he didn't pay attention to a drop of sweat that slipped from his forehead to the tip of his nose, and his eyes just stared at the arcane copper wire, which was not much thicker than his little finger.

To control the magic flame, to control the gravity technique, and to use the hand of the void to pull out a thread of the ordophysis solution floating in the air, in preparation for drawing the Ordophyllum meridians on the magic robe, Philip needs to consume a lot of mental power.

"Smack!", the Orcanthus wire broke in the middle, and Philip angrily threw the Ordocus solution into the stone cylinder, and the splattered purple liquid fell around, quickly condensing into a metal lump that reflected the light.

"It's broken again! Damn! it's broken again!" Philip knocked the copper kettle on the table to the ground, and the water spilled all over the ground with a "bang".

It's been the third day since he destroyed the supplies of the Cooper Chamber of Commerce, and Philip still hasn't finished redrawing the Orconian Copper meridian, which makes him feel anxious, and the corners of his mouth are blistered.

Since three days ago, the bloods, who have run out of supplies, have been attacking the citizens of Africa, filling their stomachs by sucking blood directly. In the dead of night, there would always be screams piercing the night sky, and when the soldiers arrived, all that was left was the poor man whose blood had been sucked dry.

All the soldiers have entered the city and have begun to patrol day and night, and if they find that the Bloods are attacking humans, they will immediately attack the Bloods, and it is not uncommon to see human soldiers in armor surrounding the Bloods in bloody battles. But. This kind of terrorist attack shows no sign of abating, and the strength of more than a hundred high-level blood clans is still very strong, and they are still constantly creating descendants, using descendants as cannon fodder to disperse the strength of the army.

Therefore, even the number of soldiers could not stop the Hellas blood clan from attacking and sucking the ordinary people of Africa.

The whole of Africa was plunged into an environment of despair and fear.

Philip knew very well that the only way to end this rebellion was to catch the man behind it - Carcassonne, without whom the Bloods would have no commander and no strongest backing.

However, Count Philip Rose, the most powerful Count in Africa, is now like an ordinary man. There is no Orbross meridian. Philip's magic can't even catch up with that of a junior magician.

Philip was in a hurry to redraw the Orbonic Copper meridians, but this kind of thing had to be done slowly, and the more urgent it was, the worse it would be.

The more you don't do it. The more impatient Philip became. He was now eager to connect the Orbonic Copper Meridian in an instant. Then run out of the city to find Carcassonne.

Thinking of Carcassonne, Philip was a little discouraged, the Grand Duke-level blood clan was really not something he could compete with. If it weren't for his arrogance and hubris, Philip wouldn't have been able to escape last time.

"Squeak!" the door was pushed open, and Grace's long graceful legs stepped into the ruin-like room, and the woman bent down and gently picked up the copper kettle and placed it on the table. Glancing at the broken orbross wire, Grace walked up to Philip and said softly, "Don't bother, the more annoying, the worse things will be." ”

Philip found a chair and sat down, and sighed: "It's a lot of pressure! Even if we can merge in the future, what's the use of me taking over a ruined African-African, and besides, the Republicans can also slander that we promoted the merger and caused the riots, not only will my credit be erased, but also the stigma will be saddled, and those politicians, who are white, can tell them that they are black." ”

Putting a scent on Philip's face, Grace smiled and said, "Okay, don't bother with that, I have good news for you, how are you going to reward me?"

"Good news?" Philip hugged Grace and placed it on his lap, "No good news, I can reward you right now." As he spoke, Philip put his hand into Grace's dress, the duchess was wearing a classical dress today, and the tenderness of the two white flowers on her chest was very conspicuous.

Grace's face turned red all of a sudden, more beautiful than a flower, and he slapped Philip's groping hand off, and said coquettishly: "Don't worry, I won't let you go tonight, but it's time for you to go and see your ambiguous little lover now." ”

"Who's the little lover?"

"Don't play dumb, Delia, she's got a lot of stuff for you. ”

"Deria, Crystal Gun!" Philip suddenly stood up from his chair, and the sudden movement shook Grace almost to the ground, and the Duchess rolled her eyes at Philip in annoyance.

"Sure enough, if you have a new person, you forget the old person, and you are so excited when you hear that your ambiguous little lover is coming. ”

"Why, I guessed the magic crystal gun had arrived. Philip kissed Grace's sweet lips and threw down the phrase, "I'll treat you well tonight." Lord Lobit disappeared into the room, leaving only the open door dangling in the air.

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Sitting in the reception room of the Doge's Palace, Delia nervously played with her fingers, she felt that it had been a long time since she had seen Philip, how long had that stinky man been away from Lobit, a month, two months?

He only knew that he was worthy of the goblin of Grace and the princess of the empire, Caroline, and finally wrote a letter, and he still had to help bring things over.

"Dead without conscience!"

Delia pouted and muttered.

I don't know why, since Seymour deliberately hinted to the outside that Philip and Delia had an ambiguous relationship, the elf princess paid more attention to Philip, especially when she thought that Philip and Grace were together, she would always have a faint sense of jealousy.

Delia thought wildly, picked up the black tea in front of her and took a sip, not even feeling that the liquid in the cup was cold.

Philip stood at the door, watching Delia stunned and in a daze, looking preoccupied, but it was not easy to ask directly about the magic crystal gun.

Coughing lightly to regain Delia's attention, Philip scratched his head, a little unsure of what to say, and held back for a long time before he said, "That, are you okay?"

Philip was a little afraid to enter the house by Delia's resentful gaze, is this still the cute and cute Delia with a little childishness?

Could it be that the elf girl has just celebrated her coming-of-age ceremony?

"Aren't you asking me if I'm okay? What you care about is what I bring with me?"

Being exposed by Delia about his thoughts, Philip couldn't help blushing, "Ha Lu Ha" smiled and brought his embarrassment, walked to Di Lia and sat down, "It's all the same, it's all the same, Ha Luha." ”

"Smack!"

A wooden box was placed heavily in front of Philip, and Lord Lobit twitched out of the corner of his eye, turning his head away from Delia.

Auntie, that's my most important weapon now, can't you take it lightly?

However, Philip didn't dare to say this to Delia, a girl from afar brought a precious weapon to Philip, and it was okay to lose her temper a little, and Delia's tantrum was indeed very cute, with a flick of her short green hair, and the coquettish little Joan's nose wrinkled, which made people want to bite it when they looked at it.

Wait, I'm thinking about it, Delia is just a friend, a friend.

Philip quickly threw the ill-timed thought out of his head, opened the wooden box, and diverted his attention.

The jet-black barrel is inlaid in brown-red wood, the handle is designed to be streamlined for easy holding, press the button next to the trigger, a magazine pops up under the handle, which is filled with sharp bullets, as if ready to tear through the enemy's protection at any time, open one, you can see the magic crystal with a cloudy color, the most deadly attack will rely on the explosion of the magic crystal.

Philip had originally wanted James to add a miniature telekinetic magic circle to the back of the bullet, but that would be too costly for large-scale application.

The gun is heavy, and large and small magic crystals are embedded in the handle and body of the gun, providing energy for the wind collection and heavy pressure techniques in the barrel.

Under the majestic impact of the majestic magical energy on the Orbonic Copper meridian, Philip can now feel some magical energy to a lesser extent, as soon as the magic crystal gun is in his hands, he can feel the magic energy in the gun ready to come out, as long as he pulls the trigger, he can launch it.

Raising his hand, he pointed the muzzle of the gun at the Eric family two-headed snake statue outside the window, and the two ugly snake heads looked at each other with a letter spitting out letters, looking disgusting, and Philip had long felt uncomfortable.

Concentrating, Philip closed one eye and aimed at Delia's eyes, invisibly with a hint of seductiveness, making the elf princess's green apple-like face crimson.

"Whoa!"

In the courtyard, the originally majestic two-headed snake suddenly split apart, and the stone slag that had broken into powder floated and splashed onto the surrounding lawn, like a layer of snow covering the grass.

The corners of Philip's mouth hooked a smile, with such a weapon, even if the Orbonic meridian did not recover, he was confident that he would kill Carcasson. (To be continued......)