Tarasha and Aden are old friends, allies, and in a sense, rivals who restrain and guard each other.

Looking at the whole world, a great mage like the two of them who knew the roots and knew the bottom line and had the same strength really couldn't find a second pair.

Even if the magic queen Fiona faces Tarasha or Aden, the victory or defeat is only in the three-seven and four-six, and the loss is more and the win is less, after all, people have lived more than three hundred years longer than her.

The two old monsters in the sky were inextricably fighting, and for a while, the sky rumbled continuously, and the magic light bloomed like bright fireworks, but no one noticed that a group of people were rapidly approaching them.

By the time both Tarasia and Aden noticed, the group was less than a kilometer away from them.

At a glance, there were about a hundred people in the group, floating in the air from afar, just watching the battle between Tarasha and Aden.

The corners of Aden's eyes swept away, and he was immediately overjoyed, this was the Magister Legion he sent out to sweep the Tribal Federation!

"What are you doing, kill him, kill him quickly!" Aden yelled.

Tarasia was so angry that his hair almost stood on end, this was obviously a magister army created by him and Aden, why did these guys listen to him alone?

Tarasya also yelled: "Bastard, Aden has betrayed us, kill him!"

Aden said angrily, "You're the traitor, Tarasha!"

Tarasia laughed angrily, "I'm a traitor, okay, let's continue the duel and see who is the traitor!"

Aden gritted his teeth and sneered: "Come on!"

The two old monsters were quickly releasing their magic in the air, but their mouths were not fighting at all.

Just as they were fighting in flames, all of a sudden they felt countless magic rushing towards them all around them!

Burning fireballs, fast-spinning wind blades, sharp ice picks, and even meteorites falling from the sky!

These magic spells blasted at the two of them together.

Aden was dumbfounded: "What's going on?"

But he quickly understood, turned his head and yelled at the Magister Legion, "Are you crazy?

Tarasia should have been very happy to see Aden being attacked, but when he saw that these magic were also overwhelmingly coming at him, he was not happy at all, so he had to fight off these stormy magic like Aden.

These more than 100 ninth-level demon masters, although they were brought out one by one to fight with Tarasia or Aden, none of them could take three moves, and even as soon as they met, they might be solved by these two old monsters.

But the combination of more than 100 ninth-level magisters is not something that Talasha and Aden can handle.

If these two top archmages in the magical world who are like living fossils join forces, they may be able to support it, but at this time, they have completely torn their faces and fought hard, how can they join forces again?

Aden resisted the magic and pointed at Tarasia with a thunderous roar: "Bastard, he's a traitor, do you have water in your head? Are you blind? Why don't you see someone release magic?"

Aden scolded the street vigorously, and Tarasha was not idle, he also pointed at Aden and roared loudly, desperately pouring dirty water on him.

In the eyes of the two of them, these Magister legions must have been divided into two factions, one group of people listening to Aden and the other group listening to Talasha, so they would both fight together.

But what they never expected was that now these guys' sanity has been controlled by Octavir and has become Octavir's puppet.

And Tarasia and Aden only had to calm down a little and listen intently for a while before they could hear a faint singing voice in the air.

But it seems that this voice is so weak that it is almost inaudible, and the two of them are now fighting again, and no one dares to be careless, and it is when they are angry and angry, where will they notice these things.

Poor Tarasha and Aden's legion of Magisters, who had worked so hard for more than a hundred years to build and prepare to conquer the world, actually made wedding dresses for people, turned their guns and began to deal with them.

Tarasha and Aden were scrambling by the attack of the Magister Legion, Tarasha was okay, he couldn't stop it and hid, while Aden was much more miserable, he didn't care about the golden ivory tower behind him like Tarasya, so as long as he gritted his teeth, he blocked all the magic that could be blocked.

For a while, Aden was extremely stressed, and his whole person was almost engulfed by the light that was stimulated by the collision of various magics.

Tarasya sneered and looked at Aden, his eyes sharply watching Aden's every move, he was like a beast carefully searching for the flaws in his prey.

He absolutely didn't believe that Aden could be under such strong pressure without revealing a flaw!

Sure enough, within two or three minutes, Aden was exhausted by waves of magic, and he began to pant.

And at this time, Tarasia suddenly made a move!

This powerful magic master suddenly appeared in front of Aden, and the magic wand in his hand pointed at the door in front of him!

A powerful and pure magic suddenly rushed like a stormy wave!

In the face of such an attack of the purest magic, the only thing Aden can do is to fight back with the purest magic power as well!

So he also raised the wand in his hand, and the two purest magic forces collided violently.

This collision only knocked Tarasia from the air, and his fall was a homeopathic fall, except for the loss of mana that was a little too large, and there was no injury on his body.

But Aden was going to take the blow of Tarasya, and immediately took over the overwhelming magic, Aden gritted his teeth and watched the overwhelming magic blast towards him, and he couldn't bear to dodge and let the golden ivory tower behind him turn into ashes, after all, this is his life's work!

Aden gritted his teeth and once again carried the magic hard.

But this time, these magic directly knocked Aden, who had lost too much magic power, to the ground, and smashed it to the ground from the air, and it was unforgiving, and it continued to bombard.

It wasn't until nearly a minute had passed that Aden's figure was revealed from the bombardment, his body was bleak and crumbling, this ambitious hero had been hit extremely hard in this round of magic bombardment, if it weren't for his strength and change to any other level ten great mage, I am afraid that he would have been bombarded into slag by this time.

After stopping the falling figure, Tarasha's figure floated in the air, looking at Aden triumphantly, relieved and proud, and laughed.

Aden looked up angrily when he heard Tarasya's laughter, he still didn't understand why these magisters were attacking him, but all his anger was on Tarasya's body!

It's all him, it's all this bastard, I'm like this!!

Aden gathered the last of his magic and quickly unleashed an ice pick magic towards Talasya!

Tarasha saw that Aden was dying, but suddenly raised the magic staff in his hand, and an ice pick like a spear instantly pounced in front of the door!

Tarasia was startled, and in an instant, his body moved, and he appeared in another place, avoiding this ice pick magic, but before he had time to be complacent, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest!

Immediately after, an ice pick emerged from his chest!

Tarasia looked down, his eyes full of shock and incredulity: where did this icicle come from!

From the point of view of its release, it clearly comes from behind!

Could it be that there are still people waiting for the rabbit behind the scenes?

Tarasia glanced behind him quickly, and sure enough, he saw an ethereal figure standing in the jungle at the edge of the ivory tower, leaning against a tree.

Although he was far away, Tarasia clearly recognized this figure, and he suddenly gasped: This is Octavir!

How could this woman be here?!

Tarasya's stomach was full of questions, but the bleeding wound and the gradually cold body made him no longer think about this problem, although he released a magic to stop the flow of blood, but he was already more than three hundred years old, his chest was pierced by an ice pick, such an injury was fatal, he must be treated immediately!

Without thinking about it, Tarasia flew in the direction of the altar, where there was a pool of magic that could heal any injuries, and as long as he got there, he still had a chance of life!

Octavir watched Tarasa flee coldly, she didn't pursue, but the singing became louder and louder, and at this time, the slaves and guards of the Golden Ivory Tower, one by one, looked dull and fanatical, bowed to Octavir, and from a distance, it was like a meadow blown by the wind, prostrate, erect, erect, and prostrate again.

Aden, who was kneeling on the ground, gasped, he hadn't been in such pain for a long, long time, and his injuries were so severe that he could barely get up from the ground, after all, he was not a young magician.

But Aden was already carried away by pain and anger at this time, and he didn't even take the abnormalities around him into his heart, he just scolded in shock and surprise: "You idiots, what are you doing there?"

But as soon as he scolded twice, he saw these people turn their heads in unison, and there was a terrible brilliance in their eyes.

A faint hint of uneasiness flashed in Aden's heart, but he still didn't believe that these slaves, who usually didn't even dare to take an extra breath of air, dared to rebel: "Stupid, are you deaf? Hurry up and save me! Hurry up and carry me to the magic pool!"

If these slaves and guards had not been controlled by Octavir, they might still have to bow their heads under the pressure of Aden in the past, but now, these slaves and soldiers turned around one by one and slowly walked towards Aden.

Aden finally sensed that something was wrong, and he was horrified and frightened, and scolded hysterically: "You lowly slaves, what do you want to do!"

Aden raised the magic wand in his hand and blasted away one after another of the slaves and guards who approached him, but when he flew one, ten people surrounded him, and after a while, there was no water around him!

These people gathered around Aden, and they didn't know who started first, and let out a strange scream, and the various weapons in their hands fell like a storm.

Aden let out a mournful wail, but was quickly drowned out by the ho-ho screams of the slaves and soldiers, as well as the heavy thumping.

Aden, the owner of the Golden Ivory Tower, the magic master of one of the four holy places of the wizarding world, a magic master who dreams of conquering the world, finally died tragically at the hands of his own slaves!

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Ahem, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I went out today, and I'm just coming back now, so it's a change, the second one I owe, and I'll update it tomorrow ~~ Two changes tomorrow ~