Countless dirt and grass clippings splattered, mixed with a large amount of red flesh. For a moment, everyone was blocked by the dirt raised in the sky.

The minced meat of black soil grass clippings is scattered everywhere like raindrops. After more than ten seconds, when it calmed down, the sky had completely returned to its original state, the giant hand disappeared, and the black cloud completely dissipated in just two seconds, as if it had never appeared.

The sky was still clear and cloudless.

Only on the ground, where it was originally a small hill, left a huge giant palm print. Everything was squashed.

Carriages, living people, war horses, military flags, no one is an exception.

Click!

A crisp sound resounded throughout the battlefield.

The diamond-shaped crystal on Nicole's chest shattered abruptly, turning into white powder and dissipating in the wind.

She was silent for a moment, looking around the battlefield. Raise your right hand sharply.

"Surrender or kill!!"

"Surrender or kill!!" echoed faintly on the battlefield.

In the stone room, the almost physical air finally slowly resumed flowing.

Angel took a deep breath and watched the circle light curtain on the table slowly dim. Finally disappear completely.

The three of Morian withdrew their hands at the same time, and the three hands that had been fused together quickly melted and separated.

"It's almost settled. Milan breathed a sigh of relief. "It's okay Sester. ”

Seist's face on the side was slightly pale, and he seemed to be a little overconsumed.

"It doesn't matter, the decisive blow should solve the problem. As long as I eat some more insect meat, my body will recover quickly. He winked at Angli on the side.

The latter shrugged helplessly.

The joint strike of the three of them allowed him to truly see the terrifying power of the Inheritance Witch Array.

He had heard of Vivi's Inheritance Witch Circle, which was the gravitational witch circle that Hein had tried to get him to destroy. Originally, he didn't care much about this kind of thing. I didn't expect to be able to take an ordinary slightly tougher wizard. The amplification is terrifying.

This undoubtedly shocked him.

"Green, you haven't seen the teacher's gravitational witch array, pulling the earth. To achieve extremely powerful results. If we diffuse and release the influence of energy like us, it is estimated that we will be able to crush the ground for several kilometers, and it will not be as dispowerful as we are. A single blow can crush anything within a radius of several kilometers. Whether it is an army or a wizard, as long as it does not reach his level, it will be killed in seconds. With the support of the Witch Array, the teacher once easily defeated two huge legions of more than 100,000 people by himself. Morian explained with a smile. The kilometers in his mouth are, according to the sorcerer's measurements, slightly longer than the kilometers of the earth.

"Really?" Angliel took a deep breath and relaxed. He now knew that these traditional powers. Where is the root of the real survival support?

In addition to the intricate interpersonal relationships, the existence of this inheritance of witchcraft is the most fundamental and powerful tool for maintaining the ruling class. No matter how much the ruling class resists. How to enslave. It is impossible for the people to overthrow this level of terror. It is estimated that this is also the key to the fact that the world is not constantly renovating and establishing a new system like the earth.

"Alright, we need to get some rest. Green, feel free to do so. Morian saw Angle's shock. Without further ado, he closed his eyes and quietly recovered his body like the other two.

Angre got up and bowed slightly to the three of them before turning around and walking out of the stone gate.

The stone door closed behind him, and in front of him was a reddish stone passage, and the warm air currents were constantly tumbling and surging in the passage, and the surroundings were calm, except for the faint sound of magma tumbling from the ground.

But Anglie's face could not be completely calmed.

"Inheritance Witch Array, there is and there is not, this gap is too big, I should be glad that I have not met this kind of wizard with Inheritance Witch Array before"

He straightened his robe and strode towards the lodging quarters.

In the entire ruins, there are only four of them, and Weiwei is still far away on the front line, a small battle in two days, and a big battle in three days, so she must be in charge at any time. Suppression of forces on the side of the White City Alliance and the Black Earth Party. I can't get out of it at all.

Anglie returned to his room, climbed up the wooden ladder, got into the room, and lowered the stone door of the room.

He had to think carefully about where he would want to go in life.

Walking over to the desk and sitting down, Anglie took out a blank piece of parchment and a quill and set the inkwell aside. Gently took the white geille pen and dipped it in ink.

Then lightly draw a dot on the parchment, a black dot.

"This one represents me. Then," he said, adding a line to the dots. At the end of the line is written: Haiyin, Witch King Palace, Pursuit. "That's one thing. ”

Then he made a second line on the dot. At the end of the line segment is written: Black Witch Tower, Black Earth Party, and the War Quagmire of the Hand of Yuan Neng.

The third line reads: Nightmare World.

Angre put away his pen and fell into deep thought.

Now he is ostensibly the son of the elder of the Hand of Yuan Neng, who has offended the Black Earth Party and is hiding at home.

In fact, secretly, he is the internal elite of the Dark Witch Tower, and he also has a certain foundation and stronghold in the nightmare world. It's just that once Haiyin's affairs are found out secretly, he will have to face the pursuit of one of the Witch King Palaces. It can be said that because of Hein, he was directly involved in a huge trouble.

And this trouble, unless he abandons everything, hides in the nightmare world and never comes out, sooner or later he will be found out by the people of the Witch King's Palace.

He didn't believe that the Lord of Shadows would not have a high-level prophecy master, and if he was still restless in the future, he would definitely be discovered by the other party. For a true master of prophecy, if you want to catch the information of a low-level object, as long as you have a beginning, it will only be a matter of time consuming after that.

"I handled it well when I was in the Black Abyss. As long as you settle down a bit, there shouldn't be any problems. Angree recalled all the information that had been exposed, and relaxed a little.

Originally, he just wanted to live slowly like this, and have time to explore the depths of the nightmare world, or collect other bloodlines to refine, but he didn't expect it to be because of Haiyin's problem. Suddenly there was such a big trouble.

Pick up the parchment paper. A flame of scorn burned it to ashes. Anglie tossed the ashes into a trash can on the side.

Only then did he stand up, and his right hand lightly pressed the note mark on his chest.

A flash of red light. Anglie suddenly disappeared in place.

Nightmare World, by Loch Ness. On the barren brown muddy floor, a black figure slowly emerged, standing firmly at the edge of the lake.

The bright sunlight shone on the man's long shawl hair. Reflects a bleeding red sheen.

"It's quite accurate, only a distance of more than ten meters. He nodded in satisfaction.

Anglie glanced at the villa not far away, and with a soft smile on his face, he strode over.

As soon as he entered the range of the villa's defensive array, a slender figure with a fragrant wind rushed into Anglie's arms.

"Uncle, where have you been, why haven't you come back for so long?" said the young girl, Frya hugged Angele's waist. "Did you bring me something to eat? I won't forgive you if not!"

"Of course, how can you not bring something good for my pretty and lovely little Frya?" Angre took out a cylindrical vial from his sleeve as if he had done a trick, and the bottle was corked with round grains of colorful granules. Shake gently. With a rattling sound, he handed the vial to Flya.

The girl wore a black silk dress and pantyhose with a white lace coat over it. He also wore a small white round hat on his head. It looks like the aristocratic lady of the earth in Anglie's previous life.

If you add a small lace sun umbrella, it is even more perfect.

Angel gently pinched the little fat face of the baby in his arms. It looks a lot like jelly when pinched. The ice is cold, very elastic, and fleshy.

"I'm bored these days, aren't you?" he walked straight to the villa hall, and Friya hung on top of him like a koala.

"I'm planting flowers and reading books alone, and then there's nothing else to do," Friya replied helplessly, "Uncle, you shut up the circle, and I can't get out." ”

"Okay, it's all this big, don't hang on me. Anglia pulled Freya off her body. Raising his right hand, a phoenix's fiery figure suddenly appeared on the back of his hand.

"Let's go drink the phoenix and play. Angel threw the phoenix out with a flick.

The fiery red bird swooped down and landed on Frya's hat. The girl screamed in shock, reached out to play with the phoenix, and made a mess of one person and one bird.

Anglie shook his head slightly, and walked into the hall, this time he really confirmed his method of positioning and teleporting into the nightmare world, and he didn't have to worry about leaving too far to return to the villa in time in the future.

Sitting on the couch, he began to check the messages on his nails one by one.

He is at the same level as a normal wizard, and his speed is not fast, and the chip does not help him much in this regard. It can only be done gradually.

The only difference is that the chip can give him a solution to break through the bottleneck at a critical time.

Anglie slowly checked the messages on his fingernails one by one.

Suddenly, his face sank slightly, and the arcane imprint on his right thumb, a pure black swan pattern, had completely dimmed.

"Cruze, you are my Minister of Personnel" For so many years, he, the deputy minister, has also made a good friendship with the minister.

Now the arcane sigil has dimmed, which represents

Anglie lightly on the black swan a little.

A little black light suddenly flew out and landed on the desktop in front of him, turning into a black piece of vellum with a short text message on it.

"Your Excellency Vice Minister Greene, please come to the Mermaid's Song by October 20 for Minister Cruz's funeral. On July 13th, Minister Cruze attempted to reach the third-level wizard level, but unfortunately failed. ”

Angel also knew that many wizards were stuck and stagnant at level two, either because of previous dark injuries, or because they were too old, or because their potential was exhausted. But more often than not, it's because practicing meditation that isn't suitable is half the effort, wasting limited potential on the wrong path. Because of this, many wizards fail to attack, or are seriously injured, or die every year.

I didn't expect Cruze to come to this end. Looking back on the more than ten years we have worked together before, I can't help but feel a little emotional.

Continue to check out the others, and there is a message from Lot. He failed to attack, his level fell by half, and he chose to go back to his hometown, maybe never to see each other again. Before parting, no one notified them to say goodbye, but simply sent a message to Anglie and other friends.

Lott was one of the three people who joined the Hands of Gennoh with Bengura. It's a pity that it also ended up like this.

Angelel sighed slightly, putting away all the marks. This is the fate of other wizards.

Fortunately, he is fortunate to have a chip that can know his success chance at a critical moment and give improvement plans. Otherwise, maybe one day, he will come to this point sooner or later. After all, his soul qualifications can only be regarded as average.