Cassius once again aimed at a peacemaker, the muzzle of the muzzle of magic long since condensed into pure magic. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The two peacemakers on the other side did not shake again, but shook their wings and flew into the air, distancing themselves from Cassius. This time Cassius didn't hit the Peacemaker.

Several magical spaces appeared out of thin air around the two peacemakers, and from them shot out Dao war spears! Each space was the size of a plate, and the war spears that shot out were crystal clear and full of magic power, and flew straight towards Cassius.

The magic spear is not an ordinary weapon, but a concrete form formed by condensing magic power, with the sharpness and sharpness of a war spear, and the terrifying thing is its power.

Cassius's eyes were alert, and he instantly felt that the oncoming several war spears were extremely powerful, and he did not fight them, quickly dodging, and at the same time opened his magic shield. Although he didn't know the danger of that thing, he was keenly aware of the power.

"Boom ......"

Dozens of war spears condensed by magic power pierced the figure of Cassius leaving, and inserted into the ground to measure how deep!

Cassius had two guns to protect his chest, a slight wound on his arm, and some of his clothes were blown up. After Cassius's clothes were upgraded, his defense was strengthened, and ordinary bullets could not cause damage, and he could use the host's magic power to release three layers of magic shields to resist powerful magic attacks.

But in the face of elite-level peace, such an attack broke through Cassius's defenses.

Wei Lun's face softened in the stands, and he pressed the communicator in his hand a few times to give instructions on the next step.

The surrounding audience covered their mouths and exclaimed, they were all lovers of competition, the power of the wave of attacks just now, the smoke and dust rose more than fifty meters high, and now they have not dispersed, just now the distance is so far, and there is an enchantment to isolate, and the eardrums still vibrate!

In the arena, the Peace One hovers in the sky, waiting for a clear view. Now Cassius can't deal effective damage to targets in the sky, but the opponent can. This is undoubtedly a problem.

Lillian had been standing on the roof of the building from the beginning to the present, motionless, and the other party did not attack this calm little girl, because the peacemaker did not see any danger in her, and also did not feel the magic in her. At this time, Lilian looked at the peace in the sky with an angry look in her eyes for the first time.

She channeled to Cassius' soul, the magical resonance of the demonic contract, and said, "I will use your magic to close a small space. ”

With that, Cassius instantly felt that the remaining mana had been drained by thirty percent.

Without the slightest hesitation, he raised his gun in one hand and fired in the direction of one of the Peacemakers, while the other charged his strength. Purple magic poured out from the muzzle of the gun, and each bullet was as big as a goose egg, rushing like a galaxy.

The pacifiers in the air fluttered their wings, their misshapen mouths wide open, and let out a peculiar howl. But his body stiffened instantly.

Lillian in the distance on a tall building, her silver hair dancing, her scarlet skirt waving, her hands outstretched, and her lake-like eyes staring at the peacemaker in the air.

"Bang Bang ......"

A string of bullets instantly shattered one of the peacemakers into a yellow-green sludge, and the silver-white scales rattled as they were hit. Splashing down like stars.

Cassius raised another pistol that had already been charged, targeting another peacemaker. And at this moment, the small piece of space that imprisoned him trembled and lost its effect, and the bullet grazed the opponent's wings and disappeared into the sky.

The audience shouted! It was the first time I saw the peacemaker participate in the war, and it was the participation of the elite level. In a district, I haven't seen a few elite-level peacemakers, and now, three of them came out at once. Unexpectedly, two of them were killed by a fourth-order competitor!

Cassius!Cassius...... There was a cheer at the scene, and there was a shout from the people watching the TV broadcast outside the venue. The arena belongs to the winner, and victory is justice. Even the church has no power to change this determination.

But Veren sat very steadily, and did not jump up from his seat and curse, because he had already made the worst plan, since he could not get rid of Cassius in this way, then the backup plan was undoubtedly the beginning moment.

Outside the Seventeenth District, desolate and remote, a man with a broadsword on his back and a blue light in his eyes. He walked alone to a raised hill. From a distance, the hill seemed nothing special, but as he got closer, the man placed one hand in the air, and the space distorted and trembled. It turns out that this is an enchantment shadow area.

The man didn't say anything, he took the broadsword behind him, and the blade shone with golden light. He held it high above his head, and slashed into the ground with a sword, and the earth shook without the sword rushing out. From the crack under his sword, the earth began to crack, and the crack stretched out into the hill in front of him.

Soon after, there was a blast on the hill, and dozens of vehicles were lifted into the air. The man's eyes lit up, and blue lightning slashed into the vehicle. Vehicles that want to get closer will create a chain of lightning that will explode and fall from a great height.

Sirens blared, and the sound of people fleeing was heard. The man was another sword. The base of the shadow in the hills is blasted repeatedly. The man walked straight inside the base, where guards and bodyguards fired with demon-breaking bullets along the way, but to no avail. The man just ignored it, just used his broadsword to clear the way, and let the bullet ricochet in his face. There was no difference between a bullet and a crash into steel.

In the bustling arena, Cassius is battling against the last of the Peacemakers. The Peacemaker with red swords in both hands attacked Cassius back and forth. He folded his wings, and in turn moved rapidly faster. Cassius tried his best to dodge, but even then, his clothes and arms were cut through the gaps, and pieces of cloth fell from time to time.

Cassius gritted his teeth, because the opponent's attack speed is extremely fast, but the damage is limited, and the current Cassius cannot be fatal, before Lilian's space was imprisoned, using too much magic power, and now he is a little powerless.

Cassius needs to take this time to recover some magic, after all, victory is in sight, as long as he kills the guy in front of him, there will be no intervention from the Church in District 17, and Keynes's corpse can also be forced to return to Veron.

Thinking of this, Cassius unconsciously glanced at the grandstand of the church, and he saw Velon, who was dressed in turquoise-colored clergy attire, wearing a one-star crown with a calm expression.

Cassius was worried: "Why is the other party so calm? Shouldn't he be the most anxious? Why?"

Undoubtedly, Velon's calm gave Cassius a lot of speculation, and he knew very little about the world, even though he was in the Sumerian family, and he knew very little about magic and gods.

Thinking of this, Cassius began to try to restore the magic in his body with all his strength in order to deal with the sudden incident.