Jonah was kicked back into his own world. His mind was in a trance for a while, his vision gradually solidified, and the main hall of the Tangtai Palace slowly appeared in front of him, and the magnetite vines that covered the sky and the sun were still shrouded in the sky above the floating platform, and the battle was not over. Hannah Stewart was bloodied as she gasped violently, her breasts heaving up and down in her black corset, but a confident smile on her lips. On the opposite side, the seventh-level mage Dumain Zulema looked very embarrassed, his dark brown robe was tattered and covered with burns, and his pointed hat was lifted off, revealing a bald head that was dense all around and sparse in the center.

"Fifty-five...... No, fifty-nine...... Sixty pounds!" Zulema exclaimed angrily, slamming his staff on the ground again and again, revealing a close-fitting pocket sewn from cooked cowhide through the crack in his robes, in which there was very little magnet sand left, and a layer of grayish-white iron sand on the surface of the floating platform, which had been heated by magic rays and lost its magnetism. Every time the sturdy figure of Stuart's contemporary head of the family rises and falls, it lifts up the mist of white sand, making the battle situation even more confusing.

"What are you doing, master! stop playing, hurry up and settle the battle!"

Zulema's lips opened and closed, and before he could say anything, a red light crept through his cheek, and the heat immediately burned his sideburns. The sorcerer screamed and waved his staff, and the black vine of the mineral sands rained down on the field, but Hannah was able to find every small chance to escape, and countered from an unbelievable angle when dodging.

“...... How long has it been?" the astrologer asked, rubbing his face, tired.

"Oh, brother, you've finally woken up! You can fall asleep standing up, it's really convincing you!Did you sleep so badly last night?" Sibby immediately tugged at his sleeve and shouted, "Sister Hannah has been fighting that guy who looks like he's going to hang up at any moment for forty minutes, she's amazing...... What a good figure!"

"So long?Eli, what the hell is your plan?" Jonah was taken aback. The physical exertion of a person in battle is staggering, and maintaining a high-speed movement for forty minutes is a fatal move even for the captain of a sand pirate ship in the endless sea of sand.

Elliott's face was surprisingly solemn: "The tipping point is almost here, Lord Jonah, please be prepared to shoot with all your might when we give the command to attack." Get ready for that incredibly powerful three-phase star array of annihilation. ”

Jonah looked at the knight in disbelief: "In this kind of enclosed space, my 'nuclear explosion trident' is not yet a mature annihilation array, there are many good ideas in Mr. Battheon's project team, and I haven't had time to apply them yet, I don't have the confidence to control the power of the conflict, it may cause disaster, Elie!"

"Rest assured, Lord Jonah. The Rose Knight raised his head and looked at the demon beast Hei Yuan on the ceiling, revealing a resolute expression: "We have fallen into a troublesome trap, and we must use the sharpest knife to completely cut off these causes and effects!"

The 17-year-old finally nodded vigorously. He unconditionally believed in the knight's judgment, and the top of Hila Fina lit up with orange, red and blue, and the person turned his head to look at him, and touched the mustache on his lips: "Yo, you are not allowed to help, if you have the help of outsiders, this game will be judged to be a failure, and the person concerned will be thrown into the crypt as a night snack for ancient monsters!"

"I heard that the second master was right. Nanae Natsusha had a gentle smile on her round face: "Whoever makes a move, I will kill whoever I want." ”

"Just you?" the little grasshopper was about to have a seizure as soon as she glared, Elliot hurriedly pressed her shoulder and whispered, "Don't make trouble, according to the method we just said, massage the bloodline for Miss Long Ji, she will wake up soon." ”

“...... Try it, huh!" Sibi snorted patiently, squatting down and hugging Long Ji's body, massaging the back of the Oriental woman. Long Ji's pale face was somewhat bloody, and her long eyelashes fluttered, and she looked fine.

While preparing for the "nuclear explosion trident", Jonah observed the group of people on the other side of the crypt, walking around like sleepy beasts restlessly, a group of Tantai killers in dark blue looking down remained quiet, looking very respectful of the lone third master, and on the other side stood three or four guys in different costumes, each of whom seemed to be a strong man, not to mention the strength borrowed from the Brotherhood. The astrologer couldn't help but wonder what the outcome of the battle would have been if these enemies had been present at the first ambush in the steppe.

Suddenly, a restless shadow came into his eyes. A man, standing there crookedly and motionless, with neither magical fluctuations nor the outward glow of fighting energy or telekinesis, but if you pay close attention, you will feel that he is about to move like a giant beast trapped in chains, and there is a huge and dangerous power in his body. With just one glance, Jonah felt a chill rise in his back, and goosebumps crawled densely on his neck, but strangely enough, the few people next to him were unaware, as if they didn't feel the threat at all.

The man in white clothes and black hair, with a depressed face and dripping wet water all over his body, was none other than Lord Ruochen, the protector of the Lizhu Hostel. He was staring at the Pitchfork Team with a cold, hot gaze, full of childlike grievances and volcanic anger, tangled with mixed emotions. Jonah swallowed his saliva and quietly turned his head to look along the line of sight of Lord Ruochen, and found that the end of his gaze was a woman. Who else could that woman in white clothes and black hair, with a light veil and a mask on her face, with a slender body and a fragrant smell, besides the pride of the Southern Shang Kingdom and the princess of Changge, the pearl of the Ye Emperor?

Jonah suddenly realized, and turned to look back at Elliot, where the Rose Knight knew he had read the trick and bowed his head in affirmation. The astrologer whispered, "It's playing with fire, Elie! you don't know how much power he has......"

"What we do know is that he is the most variable pawn in this palace, and this game has to be centered around him. The knight replied, "The elf has told me that his soul is kind and innocent, and that he is not a violent murderer, and that we may not be wrong with our senses." ”

The 17-year-old nodded worriedly. Princess Changge stood silently aside, looking at the fierce battle of the crypt pontoons like a colleague, Jonah had never really known this esteemed princess, nor knew why she had come to this ghost place with his group, for him, the woman in white beside him was a real mystery.

The first meeting could not actually be called a meeting, and the princess was always covered with a white veil over her face in the laboratory of Seth Battsion, a ninth-level astrology master. Jonah had just met with a few astrologers from the Triphastic Annihilation Array project, an informal loose group chaired by Battheon, whose members included a third-level fire astrologer who couldn't close his mouth and was drooling and dozing off, a dark and fat fourth-level thunderous astrologer with white powder and red rouge, a third-level earthy astrologer who was always cowering in the corner and drawing circles, and two soy sauce apprentices who would never be found if they were thrown into the pile. The only reason for this rabble to get together was that they were all interested in the Annihilation Array, and the research work of this forbidden Array was not allowed by the Association, and Master Battheon brought these outliers together to create such a project group in order to be angry with the old-fashioned theoretical astrology master Candusan Schromet, and it has been three years since its establishment, and all the research results add up to only enough to write half a scroll.

Jonah took five minutes to read the half of the scroll, and said with black lines on his face: "In other words, the conclusion is that 'the power of two stars with conflicting properties must cause an explosion, and the power of two stars with similar properties may cause an explosion, and the power of two stars with the same nature may not be able to cause an explosion'? Can you explain it to me in plain language?"

Due to Battheon's promotion of his rank to five, Jonah was already the highest-ranking astrologer in the project team, not to mention the glorious title of "Head of the Three-Phase Annihilation Array" that was not worth a penny. As soon as he opened his mouth, the drooling old man immediately woke up from his slumber and replied vaguely, "The result is ...... That one...... If you want to summarize, you must...... You know......"

"You can only understand it, but you can't say it. The chubby, red-faced man interjected.

"Ahem...... Theories are hard to explain......" coughed the tuberculosis ghost.

Jonah looked at Seth Batthesion pleadingly, and the old man smiled and waved his hand: "You study slowly, I'll go down to pick up a guest first, oh oh, it's late, let's go." With that, he turned around and went out, leaving a group of people in the lab staring wide-eyed.

The 17-year-old boy had never seen such a scene, and he rubbed the curls on his head irritably, "So, can you show me the results of your research?...... Grandpa?" the name of the old third-level fireseeker was amazingly long, and Battheon had deleted eighty percent of it when he introduced it, but Jonah still didn't remember the abbreviation of twenty letters, so he could only call out with an honorific title.

No response. The old man in the red robe leaned on the back chair and did not move.

“...... Asleep?" Jonah whispered.

"Dead. The fat man said.

"Ahem...... I have to die a few times a day, it's fine. The tuberculosis ghost coughed.

Jonah stared at the old man wordlessly. A minute later, the old man suddenly took a long breath, and the old bones in his body clicked and clicked, and he opened his triangular eyes with a click: "Whew...... I'm going to live a few more hours! I'm at the door of heaven, and I'm almost not going back...... That one...... Leader...... What did you just say?"

“......”

The boy suddenly had the feeling of getting on a thief ship at this moment.