Chapter 899: Escape in Horror

Forehead?

The magician didn't react for a while when he was asked, and he was stunned, staring at Zhou Chen with stupid eyes; Immediately, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, waved his hand, and said disappreciably: "It's impossible to carry it like this!" Why did the two of us escape from the formation, Lord Philhan and Maca? The fierce battle of Schiller ended, just in time to meet Maka? Schiller, this is too unlikely! ”

"It's low, but it can't be without."

Zhou Chen's face was gloomy, he replied lightly, and continued to ask, "What are your plans?" Do you stay here and wait for your time, or do you go all out? ”

The sorcerer looked hesitant.

Matters concerning life are indeed uncertain; After a moment of silence, the magician's eyes flashed with firmness, and he said with a serious expression: "Go all out, the old man has always controlled his fate in his own hands, even if he dies, he has to fight once." ”

"Okay."

Zhou Chen's face was full of relief, and he was worried that the old thing of the magician was afraid of death and did not dare to rush out.

"Let's act!"

The magician, who had changed into the guard's uniform, nodded, and took the lead out of the corner; When he came to the Schiller family, the magician stayed in the room all the time, except for Maca? Schiller and following Maca? Except for a few people who went to find the magician, almost no one had seen the magician, and even if he changed into this battle uniform, even if he walked towards the hall with his head held high, it was estimated that no one would recognize him; But these days, Zhou Chen has always swaggered around the Schiller family, and almost most of the guards know him, so Zhou Chen can only lower his head and follow the sorcerer towards the hall.

One-step.

Two steps.

Every step he took, Zhou Chen was very nervous, for fear of being recognized.

Everything works fine.

Entering the middle courtyard, many members of the Schiller family, guards, and guest secretaries gathered in the middle courtyard to discuss the fierce battle outside, and no one noticed the two "guards" who passed by. The middle courtyard was very large, and the magician walked in front with a natural expression, not worried about being recognized at all, Zhou Chen lowered his head and followed behind, walking towards the hall step by step.

It's almost there.

Soon.

As long as he walked a few dozen steps, he entered the hall, and Zhou Chen's heart became more and more nervous, but he did not show the slightest panic.

Ten steps.

Five steps.

Three steps.

One-step.

Call......

Finally made it to the hall.

Zhou Chen raised his head slightly and glanced at the situation in the hall; There were at least hundreds of people in the hall, most of them were elders and heirs of the Schiller family, and there were very few guards and guests, Zhou Chen was very worried in his heart, and he didn't know if it would attract the attention of the members of the Schiller family when he came in as a "guard"; Judging from their expressions, everyone bowed their heads in contemplation, and did not seem to notice the entry of outsiders. Zhou Chen took a deep breath, reached out and tugged at the corner of the sorcerer's clothes, signaling that it was time for him to make a move.

The magician nodded in understanding, and walked towards the entrance of the hall; At the same time, with a thought in his mind, Zhou Chen slightly turned his head sideways and glanced at Moore, who was sitting on the seat with his head bowed and pondering, only to see Moore's body tremble, raise his head slightly, staring at the front with empty eyes, and slowly stood up from his seat. Walking towards the corner of the wall, Carl, who was sitting near Moore, found the eldest brother standing up, full of doubts, and asked, "Brother, what are you going to do?" ”

Rumble!

Zhou Chen's and the magician's hearts tightened, they were extremely nervous, tried their best to stabilize the panic in their hearts, and walked towards the direction where the door was located; But for fear that Moore would notice the problem before activating the formation, Zhou Chen and the magician still couldn't hold back, and turned their heads slightly to glance at it, only to see that Moore didn't seem to listen to Carl's inquiry, and continued to walk towards the corner.

Carl's face became more and more puzzled, and he looked at the strange big brother, slowly got up from the chair, and followed.

"Big brother, what's wrong?"

Carl couldn't help but ask again.

Zhou Chen, who had arrived at the door, and the magician were in a cold sweat, praying in their hearts? Schiller hurriedly closed the formation.

"Puff"

"Puff"

The nervous hearts of the two seemed to jump out, and their bodies were leaning towards the crowd, and their eyes glanced in the direction of the two brothers, Moore and Carl; Moore still ignored Carl's inquiry, walked to the corner of the wall, took out a string of Buddhist beads from his arms, and placed it on the palm of his hand.

"Brother, are you worried about your father, and you plan to close the formation and go out to see the situation?"

Karl asked with a puzzled face, but Moore still ignored him, and slammed his palm on the wall, which looked like a Buddha bead; Carl looked suspicious, vaguely feeling that Moore's situation was wrong, so he suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Moore, who had embedded the thing in his palm into the wall, and asked sharply, "Brother, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Boom"

At that moment, there was a loud noise outside; The boulder beside Zhou Chen and the magician suddenly disappeared, and only a door stood in front of them; The two of them were overjoyed, and their figures flashed and rushed out of the hall directly.

――Dividing Line――

Intermediate Court.

The surrounding city walls and houses have been blown down, and the entire front yard of the Schiller family is in a mess and miserable. Morin led the soldiers to fight fiercely with the guards of the Schiller family, the scene was bloody and terrifying, the sound of fighting shook the sky, and people were constantly stabbed, chopped, and fell in a pool of blood.

Air.

Maca wielding the Sky Splitting Axe? Schiller is fighting fiercely with the city lord of Philhan who is holding the halberd dragon sword, and the difference in cultivation is too much, and the city lord of Philhan is obviously invincible, so he can only barely support it; The Holy Monarch standing in the distance had already gathered the members of the Black Armor Divine Order, looked back at the two who were fighting fiercely in mid-air, and sighed helplessly, anyone could see that the city lord of Filhan had reached the end of the crossbow, he was just struggling to support, and if it continued, this battle would definitely be lost.

"Boom"

The sudden violent sound of the boulders around the hall and the house made everyone stunned. Schiller and Philhan City Lords retreated one after another, and even the Holy Monarch who wanted to leave stopped, all looking at the disappearing boulder with puzzled faces, not understanding why the formation was lifted at this time. Maca? Schiller was even more puzzled, he had obviously explained that the formation must not be closed, and Prince Simon and the magician must be trapped in it, why did the two brothers Moore and Carl go against their will? Or is it? Thinking of this, Maca? Schiller's face was solemn, and his eyes looked coldly at the door of the hall.

The city lord and the holy monarch of Philhan are also puzzled, Maka? Schiller has already gained the upper hand, and there is no need to mobilize any more troops, so why close the formation? Could it be that he plans to annihilate in one fell swoop?

"Whoosh"

"Whoosh"

At this moment, two figures rushed out of the hall, and almost all eyes were fixed on the two men; Zhou Chen, who had planned to escape from the formation, and the magician found that so many people were watching him, and he secretly screamed in his heart.

"Prince?" Seeing Zhou Chen flashing out of the hall, the city lord of Filhan was surprised and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Damn."

Seeing Zhou Chen and the magician rushing out of the hall, Maka? Schiller's face was full of hideousness, and he roared angrily: "How do you know how to close the formation? ”