O wind, the shackles that are torn apart -

Seismic cracking-

For a moment, Voruffi seemed to be sucked into another dimension, and when he broke away, he no longer had the slightest time to react, and two attacks hit him directly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Flying upside down, Voruffi slammed into the ground, and as he got up, his face flashed with surprise.

Three, in the name of Ammon Parchwichwick, Archmage of Wind Sherion, I ask you to assist us

The two who arrived with his troops were the two great magicians at least the eighth order that Voluffy had met in the Temple of the Moon, and after seeing that Charetia and the three had also launched an attack on Voluffy, they wanted to force them to join the actual battle with their status--they seemed to have a little impression of Hilde, as if they had seen it somewhere.

Get out of here, I don't need you to command

Charetia's words made Ammon's face a little gloomy, but after thinking about it, he didn't have a seizure, and the top priority was to deal with Voruffy.

Interesting, you're all dealing with me, Charetia, is this the Dean's order?

It's not a straightforward answer.

So, is it the princess's order?

No

So—would you rather trust outsiders than companions?

We believe what we see

Charetia's response comes with a double ability, and in response, Voruffi wields the Havoc Greatsword to absorb it all.

What, what?

Gods and demons turned into swords of shattering the earth!

Holding the artifact aloft, Voruffi didn't care about the consequences, and the magicians who couldn't dodge didn't even leave scum.

Dots of light flashed through the city, followed by a tornado of blazing flames that could not be seen, all the affected buildings were more fragile than paper, the magic formations were useless, and all defenses seemed so weak that they paled.

Under this sudden and fierce attack, the magicians and fantasy monsters lost most of them, and the damage to the city was increased dozens of times, but Hilde and Charetia protected themselves with Cecilia's ability.

Evil creature!

Ammon scolded angrily, and at this moment, Voruffi was long gone.

That blow was not the full force of Voruffi, otherwise Wind Sherion would have paid more than that.

Charetia looked at the burning city in front of her and turned to leave.

Go to Cortilova, who needs to know about Voruffy

What a hassle

Cecilia turned her head behind her back and glanced secretly at Hilde behind her.

This guy will be hunted down, and Serantir won't be able to go back anyway, maybe to the location of the undead, after all, he is the king of the undead

Cecilia also left, and Hilde stood there for a long time, then ran in the opposite direction.

Beyond Wind Sherion-

Countless skeletons and demons pounded on the strengthened magic array, which of course was impenetrable.

Including Voruffie also spent a lot of effort to get here, and was forced to kill three knights again on the way. Probably because of the visit of Cortilova and the invasion of the undead, he couldn't spare a lot of combat power to deal with himself.

It's just-

Flying dozens of alienated skeleton warriors as hard as steel with a single punch, Voruffi was finally able to use his flying magic to get away with these troubles, and he had time to think about what was going on.

In any case, Wren's death was too strange, and he obviously didn't have the intention to kill.

In the short term, Voruffi will not be able to return to the Demon Sect Country, and it seems that he will not be able to return to the Alliance until he finds out.

Looking at the vast number of skeletons on the ground and the vast and beautiful environment when the convoy entered the city, it was a world of difference.

However, even in heaven, it seems that there is no peace of mind.

Exuding a black-purple aura, surrounded by a resentful spirit body-Necromantic Wyvern, the undead cannon fodder created by the Necromantic Archmage with the corpses of the Wurm clan, should usually be used as a protector, but he didn't expect to take the lead in attacking Voruffi.

On the body of the largest necromantic wyvern, there seems to be a "human" wearing dark blue armor - no, just the appearance of a human being, and when he approached, Voruffi found that this "human" had no flesh, and his lower body was empty, completely a living armored monster.

At this time, the flying magic effect on Voluffy's body is about to disappear, and it is very mana to break through the air blocked by the Cult Nation.

The fifth-order flying magic is not very effective, but if it is the sixth-order Xiangfeng magic, it can perform ultra-high-speed movements - Wooluffy will not use it, in this case, after removing the flying magic, Voruffy's back has the wings of flames, and now Voruffi can freely control his power, and the flames will not damage the heavily cloaked trench coat.

I don't have time for you to play!

Wielding the Havoc, a blow that seemed to have no magic fluctuations, the skeleton army and the necromantic wyvern in the sky were all shattered......

Wind Sherion: Temple of Radiance

This is the deepest hall of the council, where darkness and coldness pervade, and any irritability seems to be suppressed.

The virtual space around it is like a starry universe, and in the middle is a special obsidian table, shaped like a little star in the crescent, enough to accommodate dozens of people to sit together, and the main seat, that is, the person where the star is located, has a calm face, giving people an unapproachable feeling, and everyone has another feeling at this moment, that is, the gloomy annoyance of this adult.

Archbishop Danadus knocked on the table, and then glanced at the people in the Crescent Seat, including Cortilova and the Duke and Earl who came, the five people on the alliance side, Claudia is the princess of Priestley, counting the single party, and the rest are all archmagicians of the Demon Sect Country, except for a few people, all of them are beyond the eight levels, and any one person who goes out can destroy the strength of the Ten Nations Alliance, which is far more terrifying than monsters.

But it is these powerhouses that make ordinary people frightened, their faces are not good-looking, and some are even trembling, if the person they hate in their hearts appears, they will definitely immediately usher in an eighth-order magic blast with more than twenty consecutive hits, and there is no need to worry about destroying the facility, and the entire council hall is immune to all physical level attacks.

Your Royal Highness Princess, you know everything, can you tell me what you think?

It is not you but you, although Danadus, who is the three major bishops, is not as high as the supreme archbishop, that is, the status of the pope, but it definitely exceeds the class of the first princess of the alliance, and the respectful treatment is only because of the strength of the alliance, that's all.

If something like this happens, even if you want to defend yourself, it will take some thought, and Danadus and the other magicians quietly wait for Curtilova's reply.

Closing her eyes, Cortilova leaned back in the chair behind her, and beside her was Claudia, unable to see what she was thinking, anxiety was certain.

Your Royal Highness, did you acquiesce in the crimes committed by the thug named Voluffy, or did the Alliance give us the right to dispose of it ourselves?

I refuse

The first sentence after opening his eyes seemed to be a little "off-topic".

The door to the council hall was opened—or rather, violently kicked open, and it was not deliberately closed because an important person had not come, but the uninvited guests came in in a dignified manner, and it was two beautiful young girls.

Who allowed you to come in, oh!Undead?Who are you!The magician closest to the door stood up, he was the lowest mage in the audience, the sixth-order mage Berts Lawrence, if it weren't for the magician who witnessed Voruffie "kill" Wren at the last time, he wouldn't have been qualified to participate at all, no, he was not even qualified to enter the council hall.

The rest of the archmages were silently watching, and Berts rushed forward quickly.

Stand down!

Although it is a retreat of words, but Berts's hands have condensed the fifth-order magic, even if the two girls in front of him obediently stop, it is inevitable to be beaten away, maybe it is possible to be injured, but he can't manage so much, the council hall can let all the creatures that enter show the bloodline of the race, and the magician can easily perceive it clearly, since the undead have broken into this sacred land, there should be this kind of awareness.

However, he underestimated the strength of the two too much.

One of the girls smirked, appeared behind Berts almost beyond the speed of teleportation, and stretched out her hand and slashed at the back of the neck of the sixth-order mage with a very crisp and neat hand, and with the sound of "click", the faces of the great mages became darker and darker.

What can you do if you are different from ordinary people, the Magister is also a human, and with an easy blow, this Magister is already gone.

You dare!

Another sixth-order magister, as a mage's self-esteem could not allow to be so humiliated, the sixth-order magic was launched without chanting, but then deviated, shattered, and disappeared......

Something that can't be seen, or nothing happens, the existence of contradictions, the feelings of contradictions.

I'm Austin College Student Council President Charretia Regist, and I'm asking to be part of the Church's arrest of the college's traitor, Volufe

I am Cecilia Michaela Persephone, and as you can see, I am a vampire

It's an uninvited guest, but please take a seat

Danadus used subtle magic to stop all the great magicians who wanted to make a move, and the council hall was not without a record of undead or monsters participating, and Danadus knew this, very well.

Then, Berts, who was on the ground, stood up suddenly, but his eyes were hazy and seemed to have no vitality.

Archbishop, you don't, well-

One of the archmage's eyelids jumped, and he asked tentatively, only to be frightened by Danadus' very casual glance.

It's rude to shoot at a guest without permission

As soon as the words of the understatement fell, Bolts's whole person rose some distance, and from the hanging toes began to emit a dazzling light like fireworks, which soon completely enveloped Berts's whole person, and then turned into powder and disappeared completely.

There are no protons left, there is no possibility of resurrection or reincarnation, and it is more appropriate to be completely "dead", no, it is more appropriate to erase all existence than death.

Don't care, just sit down

Danadus motioned for the two to take their seats, next to Curtilova and Claudia, as the Count gave way to his seat.

Although they were a little surprised by the scene of killing "their own people" just now, Charetia and Cecilia sat down almost calmly.

Then, the parliament is restarted (to be continued. )