No matter how you can't figure it out, the facts are the facts, and there is no refutation.

The seventh-order vertical pupil who called himself Miria in the ancient Torrid language was slender and long, with wings on its back, and the indifference in his expression seemed to be consistent, or maybe it was simply that he was not good at changing his expression.

And it seems that Miria, who can see Moretz in the projection of the spell, is not in a hurry, so she waits patiently, but the pair of wings will occasionally swing slightly, as if she is bored.

Those eighth-order powerhouses from the Black Abyss and the Silver Silk Sea Relic Clan, because they clearly knew the strangeness of the situation in front of them, so after Moretz asked them to evacuate here, they quickly returned to their respective teams, and began to prepare for the final battle that was about to be launched on the outskirts of the Prayer Square, only the Black Abyss powerhouse who could release this magic projection was left behind.

After disposing of these, Moretz, who looked at the leader of the Sith tribe, Miria, spoke. "What do you want?"

"Frankly, this invasion was a failure. I hope to evacuate safely with my subordinates, and to apologize, the wizard plane will not be invaded by our clan for a period of three thousand years......"

The more he listened, the more annoyed he became, and after Miria finished speaking, Moritz couldn't help but be angry. "Sorry, but also for 3,000 years, and the killing and loss caused by the invasion ended with such a promise?"

Seemingly a little puzzled, Miria thought for a moment before speaking. "What do you want?"

There was anger in his chest, but in the face of Miria's indifferent expression, Moritz couldn't help but be stunned.

Oh, yes. What can it be?

Could it be that with the current combat power, it is possible to keep all of them?

Or can they now be punished for this surface catastrophe?

If you don't have the kind of moldy bacteriophile liquid that Raymond has configured. Thinking about it, it is still in the tug-of-war with the Sith, how can it be such a situation now?

What's more, according to the calculation of time, if the Sith were bent on escaping from here, based on the speed at which they entered the dimensional gate, they could all evacuate before the gray-black smoke of the enclosure reached the periphery of the Prayer Square, why did she need to have such an inexplicable communication in front of her?

Thinking of this, Moretz's heart moved, and Masase said. "Hand over the leaders of the teams that invaded the wizard plane!"

"Commander, all orders are issued by me. You want me?"

There was no change in her expression, and even Miria, who was ruthless in her eyes, once again stunned Moretz. When even angry said. "If all orders are issued by you, then I want you to die!"

"The only request?"

"Yes!"

"Yes!" Miria, who received an affirmative answer, did not hesitate in the slightest, and immediately agreed.

was so refreshing, but it made Moretz, who was about to fight back when the other party shirked or argued, was completely stunned. The sense of absurdity that I had before was once again in my heart.

"Then let's make a contract. ”

With Miria's opening. A flash of brilliance escaped from her raised right finger, and Miria bit the tip of her tongue to make a drop of purple-red blood melt into the brilliance, and then she gently pushed it forward, causing the light mixed with its blood to spiral forward, and in an instant, it pierced through the magic projection, and appeared in front of Moritz's eyes!

The size of a grain of rice has a reddish-purple glow, faint but steady.

Moretz, who reached out and pinched it, felt the vague power of the contract contained in it. She was instantly moved. "Contract?"

"All my men will be withdrawn, and I, Miria, will commit suicide according to the contract I have made!"

Miria didn't have any words that showed any affection. It seemed rigid and amazing, and Moritz, who pinched his fingertips to let the blood melt into the light, also sensed that the contract had been concluded, but the sense of absurdity in his heart was getting heavier and heavier.

It's just that Miria of the Sith clan seems to feel that she has completed the communication, and after wrapping the pair of wings around her body, she bows slightly, and then the magic projection collapses in vain, so that the contact between the two sides ends.

The light pinched by Moretz's two fingers also quickly dimmed, making her look stunned, and when she was led to it by Sammario, the light was completely extinguished.

Raymond, who didn't know what was going on, happened to see the light in Moretz's two fingers dissipate, so he asked why.

In the interval between summoning the Black Abyss powerhouse that could release this projection to cast the spell again, Moretz recounted everything that had just happened, and asked in a very incomprehensible way at the end. "Is there something wrong with the leader of the Sith tribe, Miria, if she wants to leave with all the vertical pupils, can it be said that with the strength of the coalition army, she can still chase into the space mezzanine to release the moldy bacteriophilic liquid?"

"The mold bacteriophile liquid can never be released in the space interlayer, and its special contamination will lead to uncontrollable diffusion range, and it is even possible to produce holes in the space interlayer!"

Seeing that Raymond said solemnly, Moretz, who had finished venting, explained with a wry smile. "I understand what you mean, the mold bacteriophile liquid will never be released in the spatial mezzanine, I mean, why is this Sith leader willing to enter into such a contract, is it just to ensure that his subordinates can leave safely?"

Knowing that he had misunderstood before, Raymond began to think about the purpose of the Sith leader, but he also couldn't figure out why this Sith leader would negotiate in such a way, was it just because he was worried that the team he led would continue to be attacked by the moldy bacterium after entering the space mezzanine?

It's possible, but it's never going to happen.

Perhaps it was because of unfamiliarity and fear that the other party adopted this method of contracting.

At this time, the Black Abyss powerhouse, who had reconstructed the projection of the spell, spoke after seeing the situation on the Prayer Square clearly. "Lord Moretz, the vertical pupils began to speed up their evacuation, and those seventh-order vertical pupils behind the dimensional gate seem to be adjusting the dimensional gate......"

Raymond, who turned his gaze over, also saw the situation over there, and came to the slender and long, two-winged seventh-order vertical pupil Miria located on the south side of the dimensional gate.

Facing away from the direction observed by the spell projection, there were more than a dozen seventh-order vertical pupils in front of her, but Miria seemed to be able to sense the peeping here, and she slowly turned around and glanced at it with an indifferent gaze, then ignored it and continued to give instructions to those seventh-order vertical pupils in front of her.

As these vertical pupils left one after another, the three lines of defense that had been arranged around the Prayer Square before began to be quickly removed, and the seventh-order vertical pupils surrounding the Prayer Square rushed into the dimensional gate one by one and quickly disappeared.

Moretz, who had caused the Black Abyss powerhouse to turn the angle of the magic projection, opened his mouth in more and more surprise after observing the vertical pupils that were busy at the northern end of the dimensional gate. "What are they doing?"

Raymond, who was closer to observe, finally saw the ores that had been filled into the energy trough after the black abyss powerhouse kept adjusting the corners of his spell projection, and said in surprise. "These power stones that have been placed in it are not suitable for the use of the dimensional gate, if the ones that were filled in before are also like this, then this dimensional gate will collapse directly after an hourglass!"

"There are still more than 2,000 seventh-order vertical pupils left, and one hourglass is enough to make them all leave, is Miria really ready to abandon herself and let her subordinates evacuate safely? How could she have such an idea? Could it be that she thought that this would really allow her subordinates to evacuate safely without being hunted down?"

Stunned, Moritz said his guess, turned away from the spell projection, and with a wave of his hand, he began to build some kind of special rune array, and got in touch with the Plane Alliance...... (To be continued......)