"Don't you think it's a little rude to fly into my territory with such fanfare?"

Suddenly, it flew up slowly, on par with the oldest god-killer in the sky, Marquis of Woban.

"Young new king, I'm sorry."

The Marquis de Vauban smiled politely, looking quite elegant with the elegance of a European aristocracy.

However, this expression did not last long, and the Marquis of Woban took out a list and threw it over.

Suddenly, he caught the scroll, and after sensing that there was no special magic on it, he opened it and glanced at the contents on it.

Among them are various properties, shops, businesses, rare magic materials, ancient magic items, and even the names of magic associations.

It can be said that even a magic association of the level of the Sage Council will be thrilled when they see the contents of this list.

"You should have seen my letter, as long as you agree to give me Alice the Witch, these things can be given to you." The Marquis of Woban looked at him with a smile on his face.

Obviously, in his eyes.

The witch was just a commodity, and he felt that these things must be exchanged for Alice the witch.

Just get Alice the Witch.

In the future, he will be able to kill gods on a regular basis and plunder power constantly.

"You go, Alice will never be traded as a commodity."

Suddenly, he turned the scroll to ashes, and then landed on the ground to turn back.

However, the Marquis de Vauban was clearly not prepared to accept Su's offer.

Powerful magic burst out in an instant, filling the surrounding air, bringing an extremely strong sense of oppression to all the creatures around them.

Standing high in the sky, the Marquis of Woban proclaimed his presence to the whole world.

A vigorous fighting spirit is pouring out.

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"It's over, Wang Zhan!"

Feeling the strong momentum that erupted suddenly, the watcher in the distance showed a painful expression, and then immediately summoned the surrounding members to start evacuating the residents of London, and asked most of the members who had not reached the level of the Great Knight to immediately evacuate with the people.

Lu Yinghua stood in place, looking at the battlefield where the magic was so sticky in the distance that it was about to materialize, and he was silent for a moment.

Subsequently, as a guest, he also evacuated according to the arrangement of the watchers.

In the headquarters of the Council of the Mages.

A well-dressed Alice is methodically directing the evacuation of all members.

As is customary, all members who have not reached the rank of Grand Knight are evacuated with the protection of the population.

The powerhouses who have reached the level of the Great Knight stay and prepare to improvise, ready to deal with the aftermath of the royal battle such as the summoned divine beasts.

Looking at all the members of the Council of the Sages, Alice slowly walked over to the Black Prince, who was still sweeping the floor.

"Black Prince, what do you think this battle will be?" Alice asked in a whisper as she stood beside the Black Prince with a broom.

"You yourself are also a god-killer-level combat power, and you are also the number one spiritual witch in the world, you can't see it?" The Black Prince gave Alice a helpless look.

What's there to worry about?

Just ignore the fighting power of that Mengren, and be able to rip off the skin of the Marquis of Woban.

Either he has one more colleague who sweeps the floor together in the future, or the Marquis of Woban is beaten to the point of being killed.

What exceptions can there be?

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A strong momentum pervades every corner of this heaven and earth.

If it weren't for the protection of the magic array activated by the Council of Sages, many ordinary residents of London would have been oppressed to death by this strong momentum.

"Then I'm going to grab it."

Marquis Woban smiled wildly.

He has been a godslayer for hundreds of years, and at this moment he showed his true character.

It was the ultimate pride and arrogance, and it was a kind of domineering that no one in heaven and earth would be allowed to oppose him.

Since he was unwilling to trade the witch to him, he had to go and grab the witch directly.

"You could have lived."

Suddenly, he turned around slowly, and looked up at the Marquis of Woban with the eyes of a dead man.

His gaze had never been colder than it was now.

He's always maintained a game mentality in various worlds, and it's rare to be truly angry.

"Live? You mean you can kill me? I'm not the Black Prince! The Marquis of Woban spread his arms and looked confident.

But having said that, the Marquis of Woban had actually raised his vigilance and entered a serious combat state.

"Shura Warrior God"

"I advise you to ...... the devil obediently"

Before the Marquis of Woban could finish his words, he was interrupted by a sudden punch.

Suddenly, he suddenly appeared in front of him and slammed him into the ground with a punch.

"You bastard......

Marquis Woban's words were still not finished, and then he fell into an absolute disadvantage.

I saw that Qi suddenly appeared next to the Marquis of Woban again, and his right hand was easily inserted into the back of the Marquis of Woban, and the tough skin of the god killer was like nothing in front of him.

Then he grabbed the spine of the Marquis of Woban and lifted him up.

The next moment, he bent down slightly and made a movement that was about to run.

All those who were watching the battle couldn't help but keep their eyes wide open, staring at the flickering moment of the start.

In an instant, the fleeting figure disappeared from everyone's field of vision.

All those who followed the battle did not know where the Marquis of Woban had been carried by Sudden.

However, the fact that they do not see does not mean that the fighting stops.

I saw that on the boundless sea, a figure that was imperceptible to the naked eye suddenly swept by, leaving only a long trail on the sea.

Suddenly, the Marquis of Vauban ran without stopping.

And unlike before, he didn't use his speed force to make any protection against the Marquis of Woban, who was being carried by him.

Oceans, mountains, plains, snow......

The powerful shock wave reduced everything around them to rubble, leaving only a long trail of melting.

In this extremely fast journey, the Marquis of Woban, who had no ability to resist, was forced to accept the baptism of extreme speed.

He is not a speeder, and he is completely unable to adapt to this state of speed.

Countless amounts of air compressed in the direction in which the Marquis of Woban was dragged forward in the process of running at breakneck speed, and the air resistance formed a wall of infinite thickness.

Marquis Woban's body just kept hitting the wall compressed by air at a speed of tens of kilometers per second, and his tough body became unable to resist the impact of tens of kilometers in this instant.

The Marquis of Warban endured a strong impact, and the tremendous oppression made it difficult for him to carry out any action he tried to resist. Even if he just wanted to stretch out a finger, he was forcibly pressed back by the strong air resistance.

He is like a weed that has been manipulated by the wind, unable to determine his future.

In addition to the compressed air, there was also a fierce wind like a sharp blade, sweeping over the Marquis of Woban's body.

White marks were left on the Marquis de Woban's body, and it was not a serious injury. But when the number of white seals piled up, the tough skin of the Marquis of Woban was also torn apart, and the blood containing huge energy also ran and scattered all the way.

However, in this extremely fast run, the blood also evaporated in an instant, and finally left a huge amount of magic power on the road passed.

Suddenly, he began to pick up speed.

Every little increase in speed made the intensity of the sense of oppression that Marquis Woban was subjected to exponentially increase.