Given Rocky McCarthy's current prestige in the Protos Empire, it would be impossible for anyone to assassinate him today.

Asquesang felt that his mentality had completely exploded at this moment.

The real bodies in the Desperate Enchantment almost fell to the ground, and were killed by the Great Demon Clan.

In the hall, his doppelganger and Rocky McCarthy in the seat looked at each other.

This closest distance is called untouchable.

The confident and smug smile on Asquesan's face froze, as if he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.

Who dares to go inexplicably to get close to this conspicuous bag!

And why, why is Rocky McCarthy the Son of Deception!?

Shouldn't Rocky McCarthy be his own honorary priest and at the same time his own supporter?

Whoever tried to test Rocky McCarthy before, he said that he would be optimistic about Bishop Annihilation, but was all this fake?

It turned out that in the northern border province, the bastard who blew himself up with a wolf was the one who was at the highest point in the imperial capital of Herrom, like a mortal without force, and the great power of the shadow!

In the Arena of Desperation, Asquesan's expression went from stunned to confused and furious.

His brow contorted, and the corners of his mouth began to tremble, accompanied by a momentary loss of voice, followed by an irrepressible outburst of emotion.

Asquesan's mentality collapsed, apparently deforming his own operations in the Desperate Arena.

The Three Illusions didn't use innate magic at all, and they also inflicted several fatal injuries on Askesang one after another!

The weight of reality weighed heavily on Asquesan's body, and he resisted stubbornly, as if his instincts for survival and battle had distanced him once again.

He struggled to keep his mind in check and try to be as calm as possible.

Now we have to think about whether to hold Rocky McCarthy hostage.

The odds of winning against these three demons are, but not high.

can hold Rocky McCarthy hostage, he will lose the bishopric vote, and there is a high probability that he will not be able to get out of Holrom today, at most he will die with Rocky McCarthy!

No matter how you think about it, how you choose, you feel that life is better than death!!

Outside the arena arena at the same moment.

Lower seats on the right side of Franklin Hall.

Ranchi's eyes were worried, he had already noticed the archpriest sitting on the seat of the Silent Branch.

From the moment he started, the archpriest seemed to be a little restless, everyone else was watching the fight, but he looked like he was looking for someone.

Others may not be able to find out, but Ranch can find out because he has a heart that cares about others all the time.

Now that he had made eye contact with the Archpriest of Annihilation, Ranch finally understood.

"Lord Sage, there is a gentleman here who looks like he needs help, can you help me see if he is okay?"

Ranch quickly raised his hand and gestured to Isis, the great sage in the distance.

Asquesan's clone, who was still struggling to consider strategic choices, suddenly felt locked by a magical force.

“……”

As the monarch sat next to him, Isis frowned, noticing that something was wrong.

This great priest has no physical problems.

The problem is too strong.

If you don't carefully and accurately lock and probe it, you can't find that it is actually an eighth-order puppet.

Askesang brought an eighth-order puppet into the arena and hid it in the Archpriest of Annihilation, what was his intention?

It was obviously a life-and-death duel, so it was impossible to leave such a dangerous part of the force outside the Desperate Arena, threatening the safety of the Imperial people like a time bomb at all times.

The Great Sage Isis stood up and struck at the first opportunity, blocking the eighth-order puppet with several light curtains, trapping it inside.

Whatever the role of the puppet is, wait until Askesang finishes fighting the Death Arena before letting him explain the purpose of the puppet outside the arena.

The audience was shocked, and they didn't know what was happening on the seat of the Silent Annihilation Branch, which caused Isis, the great sage who had never made a move, to suddenly make a move in person with a solemn expression.

Asquesan's doppelganger struggled, only to find that he couldn't move at the moment, and that he had no chance to get close to Rocky McCarthy.

He looked at Rocky McCarthy in suspicion.

Are you a elementary school student? The first thing that came to mind was to raise your hand to sue the teacher?

Askesang felt that his heart was collapsing, and he might have had a chance to choose just now, but in an instant, he was even deprived of his options!

Facing the gaze of Asquesan's clone.

“……”

Ranch covered his slightly open mouth, as if he had figured something out.

He looked in amazement at the immobile archpriest in the pillar of vision, and then at the Silent Bishop Askesang in the arena.

That look of disbelief was like saying, "Oh my God, Mr. Asquesan, you dare to release water in a duel to the death."

"Ahh......hh

Asquesan is going crazy.

Asquesan in the arena enchantment is still not even convinced that Rocky McCarthy really found him and deliberately manipulated his mentality, or that this person is so kind that he has a heart that cares about others and can't let go of anyone in need!

Either way, Askesang was so sick that he was about to blow up.

It's better to explode with him just now!

"Rocky McCarthy !!"

Asquesang screamed bitterly.

At this moment, he finally understood who his opponent was.

He no longer had time to put his mind and magic on the puppet's side, and he had to fight with all his might.

The only way is to kill Sigrid!!

It was as if he had entered a state of madness, and at all costs and injuries, he wanted to break through the defense line of the three archdemons and attack Sigrid!

Any head-on collision between the two sides at this moment will be a real life-and-death battle!

The three great demons felt a little difficult to resist for a while, can the mage also go berserk?

"Asquesan, do you remember? He said that the next time we met, it would be the time to recover the original stone slab. Now that you've seen him, it's time to honor that statement. ”

Behind the three demons, Sigrid stood up and looked at Asquesan from afar.

She wasn't afraid of Asquesan at all, but looked at the last magic card in her hand with a smile.

At this moment, it seems that her smile is not because of a long-cherished wish that is finally being fulfilled, and has driven Asquesan, a sworn enemy that she has not been able to defeat for years, to a dead end.

Just using the things of the Holy Son, she simply felt very happy.

"It's the power he lent me."

Sigrid raised his palm, his breezy eyes seemed to have been written off with Askesan's grudge, and there was no slightest hostility and war intent in his voice, and there was a little bit of relief to show off, as if throwing petals, gently letting this orange epic be free.

The last demon is also the only summon that Ranch can actually trigger on behalf of others.

Franklin Hall at its most tranquil moment.

As if the clouds were lifting, ripples of light were cast on the glass of the dome of the Capitol building.

Where the sunlight focused, orange wings drifted away, and a demon girl had landed in the arena of despair.

It was a long moment that seemed like eternity.

Her red dress sprinkled like rose petals, with a breathtaking floral fragrance, appeared in the Desperate Arena.

"Absolute powerhouse, the loneliness that arises from this, teaches you to love is-"

The voice of the Great Love Poet was like an erupting hum that made time flow again, resounding through the hall.

Suddenly, in the Desperate Arena, an unimaginable storm upheaval brewed, as if the dream and reality were about to be subverted and reversed!

Asquesan's state instantly became insane, and at the same time he felt his vision flickering and dimming, as if he had slammed into a wall, his eyes kept flashing Venus, and he almost passed out and could not regain consciousness.

After experiencing repeated mental breakdowns, if it is an ordinary low-level creature, it has already far exceeded the killing line of the Great Love Poet.

But at this moment, even if there is no need for the Great Love Poet to detonate Askesan's heart and cerebrovascular, just a little control of Askesan for a while, his defeat is decided.

The three Great Demons had taken Askesan's head in an instant.

Blood mist splattered, and in the dim light and shadow, only a headless corpse remained, falling to the ground.

At the same time, the dark purple lightning disappeared along the barrier as if it were regressing, and the Desperate Arena dispersed with the wind, regaining its color.

At this moment, Sigrid's body burst out with a complete coercion, and it was the eruption of a long-suppressed volcano, which made all the imperial magnates sitting at the table feel trembling from the soul.

After surviving a fateful catastrophe, she finally broke through the unbreakable bottleneck in the past.

One step closer to the Ninth Order.

Anyone in Franklin Hall can be sure that the Catholic Sigrid at this time is stronger than the Silent Bishop Asquesan and the mourning Bishop Amileis.

In the distance, from Askesan's corpse, a thin and small ancient stone relief plate fell out, its streamlined edges and faint magical lines seemed to tell a story for thousands of years.

On the intricate mystical magic incantations, the subtle spirals are like the traces of a galaxy in the night sky, bright and secretive, hitting the soul directly, even if the world is annihilated, it cannot erase the wisdom and deep power that are closely related to the creation record.

This legendary artifact is at the pinnacle of epic magic cards - [Primordial Stone Tablet-Seal]!

Everyone who witnessed this slate couldn't help but swallow.

The primordial stone slab cannot be described by value, it is the supreme equipment that the eighth-order powerhouse also has to fight for with his life!

However, in this Franklin Hall, no one dared to rob it.

Everyone just held their breath quietly and watched as Sigrid walked over to pick it up and put it away.

She looked up and looked around Franklin Hall while also looking at the broadcast camera of the Hlrom Broadcasting Company.

The imperial capital of Herrom, on all the giant screens of the city, is her beautiful face at this moment.

The eyes are like violets blooming in spring, domineering and unyielding.

That look was like telling everyone that the [Primordial Slate-Seal] would be hers in the future, and everyone who was eyeing this slate could all come to her.

ps: Push this friend's book "I Seem to Be Too Extreme"

(End of chapter)