However, it didn't end there. The nine magic vortex began to merge, in front of everyone, and began to merge.

The ninth-level Grand Magus was not even his limit? His Majesty Chuikov began to trances again.

The magic vortex began to merge, and then it turned out to be ...... Unexpectedly...... It disappeared into mid-air.

It wasn't Bu Li who put away the magic vortex, but the entire magic vortex that dissipated! This was still clearly perceived by His Majesty Chuikov. What happened to the Magic Vortex? Could it be that Bu Li was attacked by the magic element, and his success fell short?!

But it's not like it, the side of Orlando Barrell School of Witchcraft and Wizardry seems to have turned into an abyss, and a vast aura comes out, which can be clearly felt by His Majesty Chuikov. What kind of feeling is that? Even a great mage like His Majesty Chuikov, a king, can't describe it. Seem...... It seems like...... Possible...... It is the breath of a fierce beast in the wilderness.

This aura was like the coercion of the superiors, oppressing in the hearts of everyone in Falling Snow City. The entire bustling city fell into a deathly silence, and the smell of death lingered around everyone. Even the children who had just become sensible were so frightened that they stopped crying, and just curled up in their mother's arms, not even daring to raise their heads.

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In Falling Snow City, in the teleportation array of the Mage's Guild, a burst of light flickered. The magic array suppressed by the aura that appeared in the research institute of Orlando Barrel School of Witchcraft and Wizardry finally opened after absorbing all the magic power in the magic crystals, and a figure appeared in the Snowfall City Magician Guild from nothingness to clarity.

The first person had just walked out, and his knees were weak. His whole body trembled and he collapsed to the ground. Inexplicably, he came to a hellish place from a song and dance. A magician who had not experienced a life-and-death battle obviously could not bear the vast fierce aura.

The later man was stronger than the first, barely able to control the fear in his heart. Instantaneous magical shields appeared around the teleportation array. This is the first thing a magician has to do when he gets out of the teleportation array, when he encounters an enemy attack, he must first protect the teleportation array, buy time, and let more people teleport over.

There are more and more people, and the black magician's robe is embroidered with various patterns, and the lowest is the magician who came out at the beginning, the ninth-level great magician. The rest of the people are all magicians. Even the last one to come out was a sixth-level Great Magister.

"What's wrong with Falling Snow City?!" said the sixth-level Grand Magister who came out of the last place in a deep voice. It's not asking other people, it's talking to yourself. This kind of aura is somewhat similar to the Warcraft Mountain Range. However, even the places where the powerful demonic beasts in the Demon Beast Mountain Range gathered, did not have such a fierce aura.

Dozens of mages fell silent, only the glow of the magic shield flickered and hissed.

"Ringer, go see what's going on. The sixth-level Grand Magus at the end of the year said. In the group, a magus answered and left the room where the teleportation array of the mage's guild was located.

"It's a mess. His Majesty Karl also defended the demon. As soon as you come here, everything will fall into place. The sixth-level Grand Magus said coldly, and then walked out of the room with a group of magicians.

The entire spire of the Falling Snow City Mage's Guild was empty. There was not a single figure. It was as if a teleporting spell had all flown away and disappeared. The sixth-level Grand Magister frowned, knowing that there was something wrong with the Dao, and he was apprehensive. But I can't help but do it.

The appearance of a black mage in the Blairn School of Wizardry in Orlando Orlando, Falling Snow City, has long been known by the Wizards' Guild of the Magic Continent. If it were somewhere else. The Wizards' Guild must have mobilized long ago to exterminate the Black Mages. Such a huge breath. If you really ignore it, there will be great trouble.

But perhaps because there has been no appearance of the Black Mage for many years, or because of the obstruction of the ancient people of Karl's Crown, this matter has been dragged on for three days. It wasn't until the end of the day that the elders of the Wizards' Guild almost turned against Karl Crown, and then they sent the magicians to Falling Snow City to take a look.

Within the Wizards' Guild, the degree of intrigue is no weaker than that of a kingdom. It is even more because of the loose reasons, there are many factions. Even His Majesty Karl Crown could not control all the magicians like his arm, the situation was beyond the control of His Majesty Karl, although his face was dark, he could only watch dozens of magicians of the hostile faction go to Falling Snow City in the magic teleportation array.

Sixth-level Grand Magister Joe Larsen Thor didn't believe His Majesty Karl's words. In Joe Larson Thor's ears, Karl said that a magic genius had appeared in Falling Snow City, and witnessed that genius transform from a ninth-level archmage to a fifth-level archmage overnight. Who would believe this trick to deceive children?

This opportunity to expose Karl's unknown tricks is a godsend for Joe Larson Tolle to take advantage of his own power without taking any risks. But as soon as he stepped out of the magic teleportation array, Joe Larsen Thor sensed something was wrong. The aura here is simply not like a prosperous capital, even the places where the demonic beasts are crisscrossed in the Warcraft Mountain Range will not have such a fierce aura.

And the Wizard's Guild is empty, not even a figure, which is more like a confirmation of Joe Larsen Thor's idea that Falling Snow City has been overrun by monsters from nowhere.

Cautiously exploring, there was no trace of a fight, as if all the magicians had disappeared overnight.

Joe Larsen Thor orders everyone to disperse into battle formations, ready to deal with monsters that come out of nowhere. At this moment, the sound of footsteps rang out. Joe Larsen Thor felt a pang in his heart, his right hand raised high, and all the magicians faced the stairs cautiously, as long as there was a monster showing its head, no matter what it was, the overwhelming magic would be thrown over.

Joe Larsen Thor's arm was about to fall, and the person who saw it clearly turned out to be Ringer. His arms froze in mid-air, crying and laughing. Ringer ran down the stairs breathlessly and said, "Everyone is on the top floor of the spire. ”

"What? They don't even guard the teleportation array, what are they running up for?" asked Joe Larson Thor in disbelief.

"It is said that there was an archmage who advanced directly from the fifth level to the ninth level tonight, and then the magic vortex disappeared, and this breath was left after the magic vortex chaos was shattered. Everyone is saying that the Great Magister is just a little anxious, if only he could be stable and not rush to the level of the legendary Grand Magister, it would be good. Ringer said.

Ninth-level Grand Magister?Legendary Grand Magister?Could it be true that what His Majesty Karl said is true?

"Pure nonsense, come with me. Joe Larson Thor straightened up, his cherry staff clutched tightly as if he were facing a great enemy.

"Yes!" the chaotic voice sounded, and many magicians were still digesting what Ringer had just said, and they were all a little distracted. The battle formation was scattered and chaotic as Joe Larsen Thor walked out of the Falling Snow City Wizards' Guild.

Out of the tower of the Wizards' Guild, Joe Larsen Thor saw chaos in the direction of Orlando Barre's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and Ringer should be right, this is what the Grand Magus's magic cyclone looks like when it is annihilated. But Joe Larsen Thor couldn't figure out how the fierce aura of the demonic beasts that lingered around him came from. I also feel as if there is a threat of death haunting me all the time, and I will devour myself at any time.

Walking forward, the closer you get to Orlando Barrel School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the more Joe Larsen Thor feels that fierce aura becomes more obvious and real. The magic shield around him has never disappeared, and a group of magicians have simply come to Falling Snow City to display their magic shields. Magic shields of various colors flickered, and when they were annihilated, another magic shield was replenished. Under the oppression of this aura, no one dared to be careless.

What the hell is it? Joe Larson Tolle has asked himself countless times without getting an answer.

The doors of Orlando Barre's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry were half-open, and Joe Larson Thor and his group entered the school of witchcraft and wizardry, heading straight for the research institute of Orlando Barre's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

The legendary Professor Paul O'Neill is here, how can he get the permission of Professor Paul O'Neill to capture the archmage whose magic vortex has been shattered, and go back to question His Majesty Karl? Joe Larsen Thor has been thinking about this all the way. In Joe Larsen Thor's opinion, it should be as Karl said, that the fifth-level Grand Magister is hidden in the research institute of the Barrell School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in Orlando, and he is still a magician who is proficient in black magic. I don't know what the reason is, after advancing, the magic cyclone shattered.

A magician without a magical cyclone is not at all in the minds of Joe Larsen Thor. How to politely get this person out of the hands of Professor Paul O'Neill is the most important thing. After all, Professor Paul O'Neill and Karl have a very good personal relationship, and they may be pushed.

But even then, Joe Larson Thor is not afraid. With the most elite mage combat team in the Wizards' Association, even if Professor Paul O'Neill sees it, he has to consider the consequences of disobeying the orders of the Wizards' Association.

Joe Larson Thor was thinking about Professor Paul O'Neill in his head, when he suddenly felt that the aura of the demonic beasts that had diffused around him disappeared, and his surroundings returned to normal. So abrupt that Joe Larson Thor didn't even react.

Has the archmage fallen? If he did, he and Professor Paul O'Neill would probably not have much trouble getting a dead man. Joe Larson Thor thinks so.

====(To be continued......)