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"The target is Ron Edmund?"

The middle-aged man with blond hair in the image is also looking over there, his eyes are solemn, and there is a bit of coldness: "Capture the thief and capture the king? This sniper, does he think he can injure the energy monarch?

"That's really an existence that can't be injured by a firearm!"

Roses Machin bowed slightly, feeling that this possibility was very unlikely. But he stopped signing and waited for the results. Anyway, it was only delayed for a moment, and it didn't affect the entire battle situation in Atlanta.

The bullet traveled three kilometers into the air, and it was only a thousandth of a second. At this time, there are already results in the 'Conservation of Energy' magic tower, but they have not yet been revealed.

At the same time, at the top of the twenty-story magic tower, Ron Edmund was facing a mortal crisis.

By the time the bullet pierced the outer walls of the Magic Tower, Ron Edmund had already sensed the danger. However, the magician didn't think it was a big problem, the bullet that should have been made by the top great alchemist, and the magic energy level was as high as level twenty-eight, and the power contained in it was very powerful—but the current situation was still within the range that he could handle safely.

Before the Dragon's deterrent divine power came into play, Ron Edmund had already laid nine protective spells in front of him, including 'Mental Resistance', 'Virtual Soul', 'Mechanical Mind', 'Rainbow Shield', 'Protective Energy', and 'Force Field Shield'. On his side, an energy clone was condensed, simulating his own breath fluctuations.

It was only at this time that the 'shock' of the theocratic-level power made his soul freeze and he almost lost the ability to think for a short time. Thankfully, he played a role in protecting the spirit. In particular, 'mechanical thinking' allows him to think and react effectively even under the impact of deterrent theocracy.

But then, this person's thinking mode has been similar to that of a computer. It was to watch the bullet follow a spiral-shaped trajectory, blasting through one of his protective shields, blasting into the dozens of layers of magic defense arrays inside and outside the magic tower as if nothing was there.

He didn't know if the person who fired the shot was intentional or coincidental. That bullet always hit the weakest and easiest point of all magical defense arrays and protective magic.

And even if it hits the strong point of the magic defense array, these arrays will cause the magic energy to run sluggish or even hindered due to various accidents.

This demigod-level bullet can always penetrate his layers of defense with minimal effort.

The energy clone released by Ron Edmond is also completely useless. The bullet locked onto his position and slammed in.

That seems to be the theocracy of fate?

When this speculation floated in Edmund's mind, the shock and horror that came from the depths of his soul almost shattered his mechanical mind.

At this time, the magic energy bullet was only twenty meters away from him.

Ron Edmund tried his best to distort and fold the space, and he used his spatial spells as best he could, arranging a triple twisted void in front of him, and at the same time trying to leave from the place, from the center of the magic tower where he was standing.

However, the last magic he cast, 'Astral Escape', was only due to a mistake in the ordering of magical energy, which led to the failure of the spell, and even led to the backlash of magical energy.

- For him to have the title of 'Energy Monarch', this is simply incredible. But this mistake happened so strangely.

In Ron Edmund's vision, the magic bullet was only 0.3 meters from the center of his eyebrows. The space that he twisted and folded was not able to deflect its trajectory. The latter seems to have a soul and will of his own, and has always been locked in his position as Ron Edmund.

So the extreme fear tightly scared his heart.

Ron Edmund didn't panic, and at the last moment he cast a spell. Then in the next moment, his body began to be 'annihilated' by the theocratic power carried by the bullet.

Just as Edmund had expected, several regeneration spells he had prepared for himself in advance had failed to work.

The sniper wields the divine power of 'life' and 'death', his clones hidden in all corners of this magic tower, and magic dolls. All of them all 'died' at the same moment under the theocratic effect of the law called 'death'.

But Edmund's last spell 'Soul Splitting' worked, he split a part of his flesh and soul, separated his godhead as a law god from the divine fire, and then briefly severed the connection with the subject.

Then, after the 'body' was completely dead, and the bullet was also 'annihilated' under the impact of energy, Edmund began to absorb the remnants of his scattered spirit and restore his body.

But at this time, his 'Energy Conservation' magic tower had already begun to tilt in the sky after losing his control, and the top floor of the magic tower also burst out with a huge flame like a mushroom cloud.

And this situation also made almost everyone inside and outside the city of Atlanta, who was lucky enough to witness this scene, their pupils slightly dilated and fell silent.

"Long Wei!"

Two hundred kilometers away, Duke Monroe Kimcarry, covered in a silver-white bandage, spat out the word, and then retreated into the shadows behind him without hesitation.

As he had predicted, the sniper's abilities were already superior to those of his Jim Carrey. The result of staying in Atlanta is by no means optimistic.

At the same time, Roland Benedict, who had already arrived on the battlefield a minute earlier, had another flash of strangeness in his pupils, and then he cast his gaze towards the mage tower of the demigod Eevee Garrison, the Source of the Secret Words.

Li Mochen's request to him was to do his best to keep one of the many demigods.

And in Roland Benedict's opinion, this mage advisor of the Violet family has become a director of the New World Magic Association, and the demigod mage, who is not very far away from the magic envoy, is undoubtedly the most valuable target under Admiral George Matteola!

Without any hesitation or hesitation, as the mushroom flames on the top floor of the 'Energy Conservation' magic tower dispersed, countless black wood plants formed at Roland Benedict's feet. Some of the wisteria wrapped around his body like armor, and then his whole body crashed into the fourteen-story magic tower like a meteor. In this piece of heaven and earth, the roar of the mountains shook again, and the huge shock wave hit the sky and the earth.

"How is this possible?"

On the top floor of the 'Purple Jewel' building, Rosie Van Derick looked at the smoking magic tower and couldn't help but mutter: "That's Edmund! ”

"It's Long Wei! an almost complete version of Long Wei! He also has a terrible master—"

The head of the Van Deek family, Heinz Van Derrick, is also pale.

"He made me feel powerless and afraid!"

"This shot can kill you and me. Kang Xiuli's grandson, where did he find such a sniper? This guy's strength is only far stronger than that of Duke Monroe Jim Carrey of the Silver Wing. ”

Kidd vanderrick could understand his brother's feelings, in fact, his hands were shaking at this time.

At this moment, he saw a black beam of light bombarding the middle of the 'Energy Conserved' magic tower that began to shuttle towards the astral plane, causing the half-plane of the outer part of the magic tower to begin to collapse, and even the southern part of the magic tower also collapsed in a large area.

"The forbidden spell 'Matter Annihilation'! is the destroyer of the world, and Rafat de Robespierre has struck. ”

He felt that this 'Energy Monarch' was only afraid that this time it would be more than lucky. It is estimated that the fall will not be enough, but most of the injuries will be heavy to the point of dying, and this 'energy conservation' magic tower may not be able to be saved.

"Salas, I think I'm lucky—"

In the southern suburbs of Atlanta, Roses Machin was in a cold sweat, and his eyes were indeed full of luck.

"I have to be glad I haven't signed this contract yet, have I?"

Flames were already burning in his right hand, scorching the dragon skin scroll in his hand.

"Think again, Machin?"

The middle-aged man with blonde hair in the magic projection was also covered with fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and his eyes were also scorched.

"I need your help now, and even if the promised conditions can't be met, we can give you other rewards. ”

Roses Machin didn't speak, and the flame in his hand grew stronger.

What kind of remuneration can he think the National Association of Progressives can come up with, which can be compared with the 60 billion gold shield assets promised before, and the prospect of a consortium?

Even this organization, which ranks among the top five in America, is unlikely to pay tens of billions of gold shields just to buy a demigod like him.

And compared to the pay paid by the National Association of Progressives, the risk he faces has risen dramatically, to the point of extreme danger.

"Roses Machin!" the blonde middle-aged man said in an aggravated tone, "Don't forget, that lucky Andre, his parents died at the hands of your CIA!

Roses's body trembled slightly, and his eyes were unusually solemn.

But at this moment, the sky once again sounded the dragon roar like 'Destroying Dragon God Bahamut', and the piercing gunfire once again shook Ruthers's eardrums.

He subconsciously raised his eyes to look over, and then he saw Ivan Broy, a demigod hunter hiding in the corner of South Atlanta, nineteen kilometers away, who had his head blown off.

- For a demigod powerhouse who ignites a divine fire, neither the body nor the brain are critical. But the soul of this demigod powerhouse also died at the moment when his body was annihilated!

This powerful magical energy that could no longer restrain himself caused a huge magic tide to set off, and in less than a second, the surging spread to every corner of Atlanta City.

"It's the theocracy of death!"

Roses Machin's body trembled slightly, and then without hesitation, he strengthened the flames again.

"That hunt was on official business, Mr. Salas! I was just following the orders of my superiors to hunt down Li Chunchu and his wife. And the CIA top brass is the one who controls that incident, isn't it your National Association of Progressives who are in control? You can't threaten me, Your Excellency. ”

Without waiting for the middle-haired blond man to speak again, he waved his hand again, cutting off the magic communication this time.

It was at this time that he heard his assistant, a legendary fifth-level magician, sigh with emotion,

"It's hard to imagine that even a character like the 'Energy Monarch' would be seriously injured by a sniper rifle to this extent, this should be the most terrifying sniper in America!"

After saying this, he just looked sideways: "Boss, you were talking to someone just now? Is it the National Association of Progressives? or our boss?"

"Luckily this time, I almost took you into the ditch. ”

Roses Machin did not hide his close comrades-in-arms, and then began to prepare his magic armor: "Let the brothers prepare, there may be an order later, we must enter the city of Atlanta, and be careful to avoid conflicts with the Wildenstein family as much as possible." Our mission is only to provide reinforcements and ensure that the city of Atlanta will not suffer massive casualties as a result of this divine war. ”

At this time, Li Mochen was using Long Wei's scope to search for the next target. At the same time, he was contemplating his 'Divine Spiritual Fortune Purple Gold Pagoda', and the 60,000 strands of merit that were originally wrapped around this golden pagoda were now only more than 20,000 wisps.

What can satisfy Li Mochen is that the loss of killing the demigod hunter Ivan Broy is less than two hundred wisps.

Compared with the previous wish of 'seriously injuring Ron Edmond to the greatest extent', this time's consumption is less than one-hundredth of the previous one. After that, there were even more than 200 wisps of colorful spiritual light flowing back, and there was almost no loss when calculated.

And the next target he locked on was the mage tower 'Magic Source Realm' of the demigod mage Richard Tyson.

This one was already preparing to escape, and the mage tower had opened the spatial barrier to the astral plane, and was sliding into the infinite void.

"Richard Tyson—"

Anthony couldn't help but sigh: "After the most threatening hunter, the first to target is the mage. Amo, you're trying to kill them all here, right?"

Before his words fell, a huge illusory dragon shadow appeared behind Li Mochen. If you have participated in the battle to seal the 'Destruction of the Dragon God Bahamut' back then, or have seen the relevant magic legends here, you will recognize this illusory image, which is the power projection of Bahamut, one of the dragon god kings.

Then the 3721 Linfield rifle in Li Mochen's hand spat out gunfire, and the huge gunfire roared, causing the half-plane rows in this 'Land of Destiny' magic tower to sweep away the fierce wind and waves.

And in the next moment, less than a thousandth of a second later, the top wall of the 'Magic Source Realm' was annihilated in a small area. Then this twelve-story mage tower suffered the same fate as the previous 'Energy Conservation' magic tower, and after a violent vibration, a huge ball of flame emerged.

At the same time, there was also a majestic wave of magical aura and magical energy.

The twelve-story magic tower also spiraled out of control after the flame erupted and began to fall downward.

"Anthony, can you help me control this magic tower? don't let it fall down, you should be able to do it, right?"

Li Mochen said as he changed his target. He really wanted to maximize the living power of the enemy, so the fourth target was the demitheric Clara Conzel, the demitheric's figure.

As for Eevee Garrison, this guy is also very strong and has a lot of potential. But Roland Benedict, the defector has kept this man in check very well. For a short time, he is not worried that Eevee Garrison will escape.

"Yes, mighty Lord Andrei!"

Just as Anthony was smiling bitterly, Li Mochen had already made a wish to kill 'Clara Conzel'. The 'Divine Spirit Fortune Purple Gold Tower' once again had more than 400 wisps of merit dissipated, and at the same time, the power projection of the 'Destroying Dragon God Bahamut' appeared behind Li Mochen again.

"Canopy!"

This bullet, made by Anthony Braden himself, first shuttled to the astral plane, and then entered the dark world, directly shattering the brain of Clara Conzel, who had escaped into the dark world. Then this demigod warlock with the appearance of a young girl exploded his brain, bursting like a watermelon, and set off a huge magic tide in the dark world.

Then Li Mochen's next target was the demigod Shadow Eden Kandren - this was not because the latter was more powerful and had better ability to escape, but simply because of this person, he was closer to the shooting range in his scope, and there was almost no need to make additional adjustments.

However, purely in terms of 'threat' power, a demigod shadow who can complete the assassination without a shadow does have an unparalleled deterrent power.

Then Eden Condren's entire body was annihilated into dust after the shooting of 'Long Wei'.

Caroline Zhukov, the Red Widow, who was fighting fiercely with Eden Condron and was desperately entangled with the enemy so that she could not get out of it, was startled and subconsciously took a few steps back.

"Wow-"

With shock and admiration in his eyes, he looked above the city of Atlanta, in the direction of Sword Manor.

- The sniper, who hadn't changed his bearings since the first shot began to roar, had been unleashing his fire in the eight-story magic tower above Sword Manor.

"What a surprising boss, such a sniper is like a scythe of death. ”

Rowling Zhukov couldn't help but sigh, and then the figure of the demigod jumped into the shadows. Now that her current opponent is dead, she'll have to find the next one.

Li Mochen gave her a very generous salary and also restored her lifespan for a long time, so the Red Widow was happy to serve Li Mochen.

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At the same time, in the Oval Office of Abraham's White House, all the people gathered here were bloodless and held their breath.

The magical projection that appeared in the center of the Oval Office was shaking their minds.

"A god-level sniper, a tragic killing, it seems that my divination this time has come true. ”

Torre de Oro, the executive director of the New World Magic Association and the magician, let out a chuckle: "Your Excellency, you have to give me a prize or approve my request for funding for those two research projects. I'm stopping you from making a stupid decision today, aren't I?"

However, what he ushered in was the unkind gaze of several people around him. De Oro's advice is indeed useful, but the problem is that this is not a good time to ask for credit.

"We have to stop him! stop him from shooting. ”

White House Chief of Staff Loren Cadron's lips were already purple: "This is a crime, a crime against the country! Those are demigods." ”

The big president behind the desk, also with implicit expectation, looked at Ms. Christy Brad.

- After all, they are demigods belonging to the Federation of America, and each of them is very precious.

Even the country where they are located has become the overlord of the bright world. But if you only talk about the number of demigods, they don't have an absolute advantage in this world.

On the other side of that ocean, there are two other countries with great potential, and their number of scattered immortals and demigods is still higher than that of America, and they are more united and cohesive.

"I can't think of it, Your Excellency. ”

Lady Bled shook her head with a solemn face: "That apprentice is not Professor Estadine after all, I haven't done anything for him before, or what to say, and I can't ask him to make concessions for me now." ”

In the eyes of the president, a trace of disappointment could not help but emerge. Then he turned his gaze to his national security adviser.

"Is there a way? Jenkson?"

"There is nothing we can do, Your Excellency. ”

Jenkerson Richard shook his head: "We have only mobilized seven demigods to the vicinity of Atlanta so far, but if there is a hostile move against the Wildenstein family, it will lead to uncontrollable danger. And the few magicians who currently have the ability to control the scene, although they can arrive at the scene a second after your order, their mage towers are far away from Atlanta. They are not real magicians, and without the help of the Mage Tower, they cannot cast forbidden spells at a distance of 10,000 kilometers from the Mage Tower. Unless it's for the gods—"

"It can't be!"

It was Secretary of the Treasury Lawrence Rockefeller who copied the words of the bald magician almost exactly: "The 'Treaty of Separation of Man and God' signed by the magicians and the gods in the Pantheon two thousand years ago, and the 'Absolute Heaven and Earth' of the Eastern World, are the cornerstone of the existence of this civilized world, and we cannot break this treaty." ”

Jenkerson Richard did not react to Lawrence's words, and continued: "Give up, Mr. President! The 3721 Linfield Rifle is a very fast shot, it's a light sniper rifle that will be shot in the head by the sniper when your decision to save them is passed to Atlanta. So what we have to worry about now is the follow-up aftermath. First of all, a few of the demigods we arrived at the scene entered Atlanta, and although their abilities were no longer helpful in the battle, they were still very good for disaster relief. This will improve the image of the CIA, the FBI, DHS, and other intelligence agencies, and it will also benefit your personal reputation. ”

When the president heard this, he couldn't help but bow his head slightly: "Good suggestion, Richard, please help me convey this instruction." ”

"I'm already doing it, Mr. President!"

Jenkerson Richard said as he wrote something on a drawing board that flashed with a magical aura: "In addition, I propose that the President's Office issue an order for the military to mobilize supplies and manpower for the rescue work. ”

"Secondly, André should not allow Admiral Giorgio Mattiola to leave, and it is unlikely that he will compromise with the National Association of Progressives and the Violet family. If Admiral Mattiola died, then a conflict between the Wildensteins and the National Association of Progressives was inevitable. If we can't stop it, we must avoid a full-scale war at the demigod level again. Also, we have to adjust to the fact that a new Supreme Family exists on the soil of America. Although their power in the political and commercial arena is still relatively weak, their overall force is unusually strong—"

"There is also influence, the rise of the country's fifth largest media group 'Rising Sun Media' is already the trend of the times, and it is difficult for us to stop it. Personally, I would suggest that Ms. Nannett Drew could be recommended for the South Carolina Senate by-election. This can unite the power of the Wildenstein family, or it can weaken the pace and power of the expansion of 'Rising Sun Media', which can be regarded as killing two birds with one stone. ”

At this moment, everyone in this office had extremely solemn faces.