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'yes, though I don't think that's a good thing. www.biquge.info The fat man stared at the images that appeared around Achilles, and asked word by word, 'These are the people you want to kill, aren't they?' 'You are very smart. Although it depends on my mood whether to kill them or not, but the one behind you, I must kill it!' Achilles' Achilles' barefoot toes each lit up a little bright red, and slowly floated forward.

'Kill her?' Are you really idle, aren't you afraid of delaying your business?' Rog followed Achilles' rhythm, stepping back step by step. He tugged Floya to keep her from getting too far away from him.

Achilles smiled slightly, and said, "My business, of course, is to kill Odrech." But do you remember what I told you, space is a wonderful thing, and no matter which direction I take, I will always get closer and closer to Odrech. However, your knowledge has also grown, and you know that she can't run away no matter how much you run, and you can't pester me, so it's better to keep her safe. yes, that's kind of interesting. Rog still kept backing away, his left eye showing a dragon's eye again, and in his right hand a long sword condensed from shadows quietly stretched out.

Achilles shook his head slightly.

Rogge's left hand shook again, and a crisp jade crack sounded, and a cloud of silver light unfolded in his hand, and finally turned into a delicate silver shield.

Achilles glanced at the silver shield and still shook his head.

Rogge froze, took a deep breath, stared at Achilles' bright red eyes, and a burst of brilliance flowed in the dragon's eyes, and he wanted to activate his magic. However, he didn't pronounce a single incantation, and his face changed completely!

Rogge found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't lock Achilles' position.

However, the fat man has another way, since he can't lock the direction, then he can use the range magic that doesn't need to be locked instead. He didn't chant a spell either, he directly drove a demonic flame and burned it. Rog didn't expect this flame to do anything to Achilles, just to see how he reacted and wait for reinforcements to arrive.

Achilles flew slowly, passing through the middle of the flames.

The fat man's face changed again. Whenever Achilles attacked his body with flames, he would temporarily disappear, and when the flames had passed, he would reappear in this plane. The process was so short that if it weren't for Rog's extremely keen senses, it would have been impossible to find out that he had used this method to avoid the flames.

I forgot to tell you that I am completely immune to fire. Although your skills are good, unfortunately, your strength is still a little worse. In fact, you can't even stop me now. As soon as Achilles finished speaking, Rogge suddenly noticed that the scene in front of him had turned into a starry sky. He was suddenly stunned, looked down, and realized that he had been in the air at a height of 100 meters!

And just a moment, he was still in front of Achilles!

On the ground, Achilles was slowly drifting towards Floya. Rogge was in a hurry, and then calmed down again. He knew that with his current ability, he really didn't even have the qualifications to fight with Achilles.

He swung the shadow sword in his hand and swooped down towards Achilles, but the moment he approached Achilles, Rogge spun again, and unexpectedly appeared a hundred meters in the air on the other side!

Floya stood still, looking at Achilles as she approached, silently chanting a spell. As the spell was completed, a turquoise, slowly swirling magic array suddenly appeared behind her. As if in harmony with the magic array, green flames ignited in Floya's two pupils. As Achilles approached, her hands were slowly raised, and the tips of her slender ten fingers were also dyed with a little blue fire!

'Froya!' roared Rogge in the air. He didn't know how many times he had rushed, but each time he was thrown back into the air by Achilles in an unpredictable way.

The fat man had already seen that if Achilles wanted to kill quickly, he would have killed the two of them early in the morning. This unimaginably beautiful guy doesn't know what he's thinking, maybe he's playing cool, maybe he's playing with them, but whatever the reason, time is the most important factor at the moment, and being able to drag others to come is victory.

A thought suddenly rose in Rogge's mind that made him shudder.

Judging from the skills shown by Achilles just now, he is really not afraid of encircling Europe.

If...... If all the people were called and they were still defeated, wouldn't it have become a matter of saving Floya and his own lives, and instead took everyone's surname? Could it be that Achilles did not do anything for a long time?

If that's the case, shouldn't he have died here quietly with Floya?

If they die here together, Floya will definitely be gone, and he may not be able to die.

The fat man suddenly found that it was so difficult to have the right to choose.

And Rogge still didn't understand why no one came to support him after so long, what about Androni, what about Theseus? However, he didn't want anyone to come, and when things were impossible, the minimum loss was a basic principle. Unless Odrech comes in person, it doesn't matter how many people come.

The blazing blue magic flames had enveloped Floya's body, and the first drop of magic power in her body was constantly turning into energy that supported the magic flames, and the raging flames pushed the huge magic circle behind her. This was also a magic outside of the existing system, a magic that Rogge had never seen before, perhaps something Floya had learned from dimensional meditation. Although the specific effect and power of this magic are not yet visible, it is certainly not too bad. At this moment, Floya's thirteenth-level magic power has almost been sucked clean, but there is still no sign of the end of this magic. Next, it's time to absorb Floya's life force. With such a huge amount of magic, how can the power be poor?

In fact, even if she is absorbed by magic, Floya, who has taken the dragon bone grass, is enough to support it. The problem is that this magic is too time-consuming.

Achilles is already standing in front of Floya!

In the light of the turquoise magical flames, his figure flickered and flickered.

Floya looked at the angel of light spreading destruction and death in front of her, neither fear nor anger, only serenity in her eyes, the serenity that was ready to accept all fate. Ignoring the light angel who could destroy her with a raise of her hand, Floya remained focused on moving the magic circle forward.

Why do you want to do all this useless effort, no one can save you, no one can save you. Achilles looked at Floya with tenderness in his eyes.

'I don't care if it's useful or not, but it's up to me whether I work hard or not!' Floya in the blue fire is crisp and determined.

Rogge in the air didn't know how many times he was trying, but each time, he would appear in a different high altitude, and he couldn't get close to Achilles at all.

At this moment, there was a sudden roar in the houses on the side of the street, and several houses were shattered into pieces by a storm of fighting spirit, which included not only masonry and gray tiles, but also many pieces of flesh and blood, which seemed to be some unlucky sleeping civilians who had been swept in.

Among the fragments that spewed into the clouds, there was also a complete huge figure, and the cloak around him had already been shattered by the storm of fighting energy, revealing the dark gray armor underneath. The warrior had time to shout, 'Miro-sama, don't go!' but it was too late.

A faint wind blew through the long street and towards Achilles.

Achilles grabbed a huge hammer from the void with his right hand in the air, and his long, shiny fingers barely entered the surface of the hammer. Such a huge hammer that was extremely hard and fierce seemed so soft in front of his slender hand!

The dark purple hammer exploded into clouds of magical flames all over its body, and each flame exploded, spewing out a large amount of chaotic magical power. The magical effects attached to this powerful giant hammer are disintegrating under the divine power of Achilles.

Miro's figure also emerged from the void, his body condensed with fighting light armor, his short hair flying in the wind, and his eyes were full of lilac twill. Miró gripped the handle of the hammer with both hands, his eyes fixed on Achilles, and he wrestled with him. But no matter how much he urged the fighting spirit, he couldn't make the light angel's delicate hand tremble in the slightest!

"Demons, it's all self-defeating!" Achilles smiled slightly, and closed the five fingers of his right hand.

The hammer let out an extremely unpleasant sound of metal twisting, and then quickly twisted and deformed, and finally exploded into a dazzling ball of magical flames with a thud, and the surging magic power formed a small magic tornado in the space.

Miró's hammer was destroyed by Achilles with one hand.

Milo's whole body trembled as if he had been struck by lightning, and he could no longer hold the giant hammer, and was struck backwards by an invisible force. While he was still in the air, he suddenly let out a loud shout! The shout was silent, and what came out of his mouth was only a wave of extremely rich purple light.

With this big drink, a pair of purple-black wings of light suddenly unfolded behind Miro. His backward body froze in the air in an instant, and then a spear condensed from the flames of the Demon Realm extended like lightning and stabbed into Achilles' waist!

Achilles threw down the ruined sledgehammer, held Miro's flaming spear in his hand, and said coldly: 'I am not afraid of fire, no matter what kind of fire, I am not afraid. However, although the flames of Miro constantly radiated high heat, the flames themselves were cold, cold to the bone!

Achilles suddenly felt a tingling pain in his hand, and couldn't help but be slightly surprised!

The purple diagonal streaks in Miro's eyes suddenly swirled and pointed in another direction.

Suddenly, there was a subtle change in space, and Miro and Achilles actually switched places! Miro stood in front of Floya, while Achilles stood dozens of meters away.

With a flick of his backhand, Miro extinguished the magical flames on Floya's body, and said in a deep voice, 'You go away!' Can you?' Achilles smiled again in a mesmerizing smile.

There was a strange whistling sound in the night sky, and Nordhart, who had regained his freedom of movement, swooped down. With a wave of his hand, a short-handled battle axe made of condensed fighting spirit flew and slashed towards Achilles!

With a wave of his hand, Achilles shook out a bright red silk and floated towards the warrior in the air. This silk seemed to be carried by an invisible wind, and it rolled over the whirling tomahawk.

The tomahawk disappeared into the red silk as if it had never been there.

The red silk seems to be soothing, but in fact it is castrated like electricity, and the fat man in the sky has almost just seen the red silk generated, and it has already flown in front of Nordhardt!

In the night sky, the fat man couldn't see Nodhart's expression clearly, but he knew that he couldn't see anywhere. Nordhart's reaction was so fast that he moved sideways almost as soon as he saw the red silk spawn, but he could barely move a little distance.

The red silk disappeared into the sky in an instant. And Nordhardt's entire right arm is gone!

Achilles was a little surprised that he failed to kill Nordhardt, as if he wanted to drive away flies, he waved his right hand lightly, and brought out several pieces of red silk, and went to Nordhart from different directions!

Miro was startled, he brandished the Demon Ice Flame Spear and rushed up like lightning, and the purple diagonal streaks in his pupils began to spin again.

Achilles smiled softly, his left hand reached forward, and his five fingers bloomed, and thousands of thin red threads spilled from his fingertips. These red lines are flickering and changing, but they have a completely different feel from the bright red that Achilles had previously waved.

Those bright reds are gentle, soft, and ambiguous. And although these red lines are densely lined up, they are so distinct from each other that people will never confuse them.

And every red line is so sharp and so murderous!

When thousands of red threads were about to meet the ice flame spear, Achilles' eyes suddenly lit up, and those two bright reds took away all the colors of heaven and earth for a while!

The purple streaks swirling in Miro's eyes stopped spinning in an instant, and then his whole body trembled, and those purple twills began to rotate in the opposite direction!

Everything changed, but it was just a matter of an eye.

Suddenly a hoarse cry like metal scraping fell from the sky: 'Miro-sama, don't forget the great cause of my clan...... 'At this moment, Miro was so nervous that he could only sweep into the sky out of the corner of his eye.

In the night sky, under the stars and moon, several pieces of red silk had closed and wrapped Nordhart in it...... Miro's heart trembled, and before he could react, the red threads that were enough to cut everything had blocked his vision.

'Do you still have time to worry about others?' came Achilles' soft voice.

The light wings behind Miro suddenly lit up with a dazzling purple, and all the twills in his eyes also expanded, and from each twill swelled a rich purple.

At this moment, Miro had completely turned into a dark purple ice flame, and he actually rushed towards Achilles in a fit fit!

'I'm going to kill you!!' Miro's roar spread through the long street after the purple flames rushed into the red.

'Is it possible?' followed by the beautiful voice of Achilles.

A thick red suddenly exploded in the long street, slowly dissipating in the night sky.

However, the purple flame had been extinguished.

Miro's eyes were pale, and countless red threads were added to his body, and drops of blood were slowly oozing out of the criss-crossed red threads. He fell helplessly from the sky, right at Floya's feet.

Floya Sakura's lips opened slightly, and her hands trembled slightly.

Achilles was still as gorgeous as a demon, he slowly floated from the air, his left hand stretched forward slightly, and countless sharp red lines stretched out from his fingertips into a bunch, which pointed at Miro's throat, and then said lightly: "I want to kill her, and you are not on my list." Didn't that subordinate of yours make you focus on the great cause? I'm not interested in the demons now, and it's the duty of the Seventh Wise Angel to kill you all. Don't worry too much, get out. Miro took a hard breath, then suddenly yelled, 'Fuck you!' Milo's throat fell together, and he touched the red beam, and there was immediately a round blood hole on his skin.

'That's right...... Then you will die together!' Achilles said lightly.

At this moment, Achilles' eyes suddenly froze. A long sword of shadows swept silently across his neck!

Achilles' bewitching head suddenly flew into the air more than ten meters high, and his body fell to the ground, and in an instant, the remnants of the light angel turned into two red mist.

A deep voice rang out, "Why didn't you die?" Rogge, who was holding the shadow blade, stepped out of the red mist and came to Floya and Miro.

Rog's gaze was extremely heavy, he didn't look at Flora or Miró, he just, just stood there.

The fat man actually knew in his heart that his true strength was far inferior to Miro, and if he understood the nature of space and power, he might not be able to match Miro. But Miró fell in front of Achilles, and Rog slew the Angel of Light with a sword, and the only difference between them is actually a love word.

Miro cares about chaos, loses his calm judgment, and goes to compete with the angel of light head-on, and naturally loses. Rogge, on the other hand, continued to confuse Achilles with futile flutters, calmly observed, and finally seized the opportunity and succeeded with a sword.

But is this really the case?

At that time, Achilles raised his hand, and he could erase Floya's existence!

So the real difference between this is actually just the amount of affection.

Rogge understands this, and so do Floya and Miro.

The shadow sword swirled a few times, and then slowly sank into Rog's fingertips. Rogge was speechless, turned around, and wanted to leave.

The whole time, he couldn't face Floya, couldn't look directly into the mist-shrouded turquoise eyes.

Rogge suddenly froze, stunned at Achilles who was standing not far away, smiling.

'It's a good sword, but it's a bit too much. Achilles said as he floated forward slowly. Rogge smiled bitterly and froze in place, at this moment he knew that all his means were actually helpless against this bewitching angel of light.

Achilles floated up to Rogge, stretched out his left hand, gently stroked Rogge's throat, and said, "You are not bad, barely worthy of Audrech's favor for you. Treat her well, if you can still see her. Rogge smiled wryly and closed his eyes to die.

Achilles smiled suddenly, withdrew his hand, and said, 'Why do you want to make it so strong?' I have only come to see you again. As for her, I think I'm mistaken, she's not on my list at all. When Rogge opened his eyes in astonishment, Achilles had already passed by him, and only said lightly: "The duel between me and Audrech is not for you to interfere in. Do you know why no one came to your aid? Because the real battle has been going on under the Floating City for a long time. If you want to do something for Audreyh, then I'm followed by two nasty Church of Light guys, go kill them. Let me remind you first, there is one person in there whose magic power is equivalent to that of the Grand Magus. Before he could finish speaking, the figure of the angel of light turned into a bright red and disappeared into the void.

Rogge stood still for a moment, and finally walked towards the end of the long street.

'Where are you going?' Froya snapped.

'Froya, do you know how to kill a magus in the easiest?' Rog stood, speaking lonely.

Faced with such a brainless answer, Floya was stunned for a moment, and she didn't know how to answer for a while.

Rogge didn't wait for her answer, and said to himself, "It's easiest to trick them with the magic they know best." Floya was stunned again, she thought for a moment, and suddenly it occurred to her that if she had not been able to deceive her, then what would it be to have magically deceived a great mage? She was just about to open her mouth to stop the fat man, when she suddenly found that his figure had long since disappeared.

The long street under that night was only cold and empty.

'Dead fat man......' Floya's eyes have become a blur unconsciously.

Miro stood up in support, looking at Floya's background and looking up at the stars. In the starry night, how can there be a figure of Nordhart?

For some reason, this samurai, who had only been with him for a short time and was extremely uninteresting, looked back at this moment, as if he had been friends for thousands of years!

Miro let out a long sigh and staggered away.

At this moment, after the old chief inspected the entire imperial palace, he came to the emperor's study.

Feuerbach the Great sat in his chair, his stiff face reflected in the light of the dancing magic lamp. When the old manager came in, he said coldly, "Richelieu has been very unquiet lately. Hmph, no one dares to use Yanjing as a stage for performances!''Your Majesty, why should you be angry?' The old manager said slowly: "No matter how troublesome the gamblers are, there are always winners and losers." And those of us who open casinos are really the ones who can make money no matter what. Even if that is the case, what is the point of letting them make trouble?'' The Emperor nodded.

At this moment, a bright red meteor was passing over the Imperial Palace.

'Stupid fellows, I'm not in the mood to pay attention to you right now, don't be foolish. The great Setanystoria has decided to deal with the source of darkness herself...... 'Achilles thought with a sneer.

At the same moment, the Far North Ocean has been unsealed for thousands of years, and countless waves roar into the sky on the surface of the ocean, as if the entire ice ocean is about to boil!

'Audreych!!' a cry resounded throughout the ice ocean!

In the midst of the shouts, Achilles was dressed in crystal armor, with supreme might, and was flying close to the ocean! The seven colors do not change in the crystal armor, and every time the color changes, the heaven and earth will be dyed the same color as the crystal armor.

This long seven-colored rainbow crossed the ocean for thousands of miles in a blink of an eye, and came to the middle of the ice ocean, under the floating city. Hundreds of meters of waves then rushed into the sky, drowning out the trail of the rainbow.

Holding the dragon soul battle spear, Wella's blonde hair flew and slowly fell from the floating city, and a pair of golden cross stars in her eyes were as bright as morning stars, and even the seven colors of the crystal armor could not suppress the golden light.

And behind Achilles, the wind and moon also emerged from the void. In her hand, the Death Scythe swirled at unimaginable speeds, occasionally emitting a heart-stopping whistle.

The ice wind flashed in Feng Yue's eyes, and an invisible coercion spread rapidly, and the surging waves on the ocean suddenly turned into ice!

This is the Frozen Realm, and at this moment it is already exclusive to the power of the Wind and Moon's domain!

Achilles froze in the air, closed his eyes, and slowly opened them again. In those bright red eyes, there was the figure of Wella. Achilles has completely lost his calmness in the face of Rogge and others, and at this moment, he is like crazy!

Achilles suddenly rushed to the frozen ocean like lightning, and with a wave of his hand, a large area of red was sprinkled!

Feng Yue was slightly startled, her hands were lightning back to her chest, and the ice wind in her silver eyes was gone.

Then the already frozen ocean swelled again, and then a large area of red fell. The surface of the 1,000-meter-deep ocean turned bright red for a while, and then the 100-meter-deep sea water disappeared! On top of the turbulent ice ocean, a 100-meter-deep crater appeared in an instant!

Fengyue and Weina's faces changed. The power of the realm can sometimes become a burden. At the beginning, the Ice Goddess was severely injured by a chaotic cut from Wella. And in the face of an opponent like Achilles, it is equally easy not to be able to use the field. But none of them expected that the Frozen Realm would be forced to retract before it was fully unfolded.

Achilles raised his head, his lips trembled, and finally opened, but what he spit out was a cry that was completely incommensurate with his stunning face, resounding for thousands of miles!

'Audreyhe!!' Who lured you to the Fall?!' He was still standing on the surface of the ocean, but Wela and Fengyue looked up at the same time and looked at the floating city.

Sure enough, the seven-colored figure has shone brightly in the floating city!

The Bone Emperor watched in amazement as the seven-colored crystal fist shattered his bone blade and then sank into his chest.......

His consciousness, so far.

The last thing Elgra saw was seven-colored silk from all sides.

Achilles' other fist slammed into the Black Warrior Emperor's chest! With a loud bang, the Black Warrior Emperor's heavy armor exploded to pieces, finally revealing his body hidden deep under the armor. It was a handsome and tall man, except that he had only half of his body and face, and the other half of his body, a skeleton.

The Black Warrior Emperor also fell silently.

Thousands of miles away in Richelieu, Wenna, who had not recovered from his serious injuries, suddenly sat up, let out a breath of red mist, and fell down again.

And Xius pulled the Grim Reaper class and flew into the space door, which was worthy of the thousands of red lines that suddenly swept by.

In the other room, a breeze enveloped Androny. She felt a chill in her heart, and for a moment she was so frightened by fear that she couldn't move at all! In the breeze, there seemed to be a faint sigh: 'Forget it, I won't kill beautiful little things.' In a corner of Yanjing, the underground dwarf was drunk and sleeping with a wine bottle.

Wella and Fengyue didn't rush to the Floating City, they knew that it was completely too late to do so. Therefore, they have a supreme tacit understanding, but they have only slightly distanced themselves from each other.

The next moment, Achilles appeared among them, and he rushed towards Wella at a speed that was close to the passage of time!

'Audreych!!' It's just that Fengyue was faster than him, and the broad tip of the Death Scythe unbelievably hooked Achilles's shoulder!

But at this moment, Achilles had forgotten all the fighting principles and aesthetics of the Angel of Light, and he completely ignored the Death Scythe on his shoulder, and still rushed towards Wella at full speed, and for a while, even Fengyue was dragged up by him!

'Odrech, you've seen me, and can't remember the memories you've left in the heavens?' Wella, with blonde hair and frosty face, exclaimed, 'Of course I won't forget!' You have never beaten me, and not this time!' She lifted the Dragon Soul Spear, and her body trembled slightly, and it suddenly increased to full speed! With the most perfect pride, she met Achilles!

Hearing Achilles' cry that seemed to penetrate through a thousand years, for some reason, Feng Yue's raised right fist seemed to hesitate. But in the end, the punch still hit him in the back!

An invisible wave spread across the sky.

It sank into the icy ocean, and thousands of seas vanished, and it streaked across the sky, and the floating city suddenly emitted a burst of white light, and then dissolved into countless luminous fires that filled the entire starry sky.

Time has stopped flowing.

In the little flames, there were pieces of broken crystals with flowing seven-colored halos slowly sliding by. At this moment, people will only be fascinated by this dreamlike beauty, and no one will wonder what these crystal shards carry, so that they can ignore the passage of time so much?

The secret of life and death is only in an instant.

Fengyue shattered Achilles' crystal armor with a single punch, and Wella's Dragon Soul Spear pierced his chest.

They were all stunned!

Who would have thought that at this last moment, Achilles, the angel of light who came with the power to destroy everything, would be so vulnerable?

Thousands of red threads stayed in front of Wella's face, and there was no gap between them and her delicate skin, but not a single red thread left the slightest scar on that beautiful face.

In a moment, all the red threads melted away, turning into a pair of slender hands like ice and snow, a pair of hands holding Wella's cheeks.

Achilles looked at Wella in a daze, unaware that two lines of bright red tears were running down his cheeks.

The ice ocean suddenly roared, and the waves and waters came from all directions, coming to fill the huge hole in the ocean that had never been seen before.

The moment the sea water gathered, there was a sudden thunderstorm, and then a thousand-meter wave pillar rose into the sky, flooding the entire sky.

At this moment when the sea and the sky are inseparable, two bright red streams flew up and flew into the endless night sky.

(To be continued)