"Crazy woman! Crazy woman through and through!" Gal of White Mist City's "water spirit" looked at the muse and said loudly, the whole person turned into a cloud of white steam, and countless ice crystal fragments rotated at high speed in the white vapor, like a storm of blades, rolling towards the muse, ready to crush the muse, "Mad woman, die!"

The muse saw it, but snorted coldly: "I can't do it." "Move your body and take the initiative to approach the white vapor.

The next moment, the white vapor wrapped around the muse, and thousands of ice crystal fragments were like small knives, frantically cutting all parts of the muse's body, making the muse's flesh blurry and blood flowing.

Garr's voice came out: "Crazy woman, do you know how powerful it is?! I'm going to make you bleed to death!"

"Really!"

The muse said coldly, inside the white mist, and suddenly hit a part of the white mist with his elbow.

"Bang!

As if it had hit an entity, with the elbow of the muse, the white vapor dissipated instantly, and the body of the "water spirit" Gal flew out at high speed, and his chest cavity collapsed, and he didn't know how many ribs were broken.

"You're the one who is going to die. ”

The Muse glanced at Gardau, and as he spoke, he pursued, when Tris, the "source of the curse" of Fort Hae, pounced on him and stopped in front of him. As soon as he stretched out his arms, a large cloud of black gas erupted from Trish's sleeve, quickly condensing into a hideous demon three meters high, roaring, and hitting the muse fiercely.

The muse took a hard blow from the evil ghost, his body shook, but he didn't cry out in pain, and the next moment his body lowered, he grabbed the evil ghost's ankle with both hands, and pulled it very hard, and the "stab" immediately divided the evil ghost's body.

"Poof!"

The demons crumbled, reverted to black gas, and returned to Trace's sleeve.

Tris's face turned pale, and it was clear that the demon had died, and he had also had an effect. Seeing the muse approaching, he gritted his teeth, and the black gas erupted from his sleeve again, quickly wrapping around his entire arm, condensing, and grabbing the muse.

The muse grabbed it back, and his two hands touched a piece. The black gas wrapped around the muse's hand, causing the muse's hand to dry up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the muse saw it, didn't care, and twisted and pulled it suddenly.

"Click, pop!"

Trace's entire arm was torn off.

"Ahh

Tris screamed.

"Smack!"

The muse casually threw Trace's arm away and approached Triss again, apparently preparing to tear Triss in half this time, just like he had torn the demon before.

With a flash of red light, behind the muse, Aphrodite, the "Golden Rose" of Rose City, appeared and tried to rescue.

Aphrodite held a silver awl and plunged into the back of the muse's heart, and the muse frowned, turned around sharply, and grabbed Aphrodite, ready to replace Trass with Aphrodite.

As a result, the arm shook and let go of the hand, allowing Aphrodite to escape.

Well?

Muse raised her eyebrows, and when she looked into the distance, she saw Holm, the "murder bone" of Death Valley, holding a thirty-centimeter-long white bone staff pointing towards her.

Holm pointed the staff of bone at her arm, and she involuntarily let go, pointing it at her heart, and she felt a piercing pain.

The next moment, Holm swung his staff and pointed it at her eyes—the only eye, ready to turn her blind.

The Muse looked at it, snorted, and his eyes widened, and he stared directly at Holm's bone staff without fear.

"Bang!"

There were invisible energy fluctuations in the air, and they collided fiercely.

"Poof!"

The muse's eye cracked, and a wisp of blood flowed out, but he was not blind.

"Smack!"

On the other side, Holm was much more exaggerated, and the white bone staff in his hand suddenly exploded and became shattered, followed by Holm's right hand.

"My hand!" Holm cried miserably.

The muse snorted, "No, that's not your hand anymore!"

"I'm ......" Holm breathed for a while, and was so intimidated by the muse's momentum that he didn't say anything more.

"Ha!" the muse burst out laughing, his gaze swept over Russell, Andrew, Crystal, Trish, Aphrodite, Home, and others, and laughed, "Hahaha, hahaha!"

"Rubbish, a bunch of rubbish!" said the Muse very politely, "I thought you would be a little better, but that's it, there is no one who can be my opponent, and no one can satisfy my desire to fight." Rubbish, it's all rubbish!"

Russell and his party glanced at each other and looked at the muse, their expressions were a little strange, and their hearts were extremely complicated.

In the face of the muse's insults, if they were in normal times, they would definitely be furious, but now they are speechless, because the muse is telling the truth.

They, the leaders of the major wizarding organizations, can't even defeat the muse alone, isn't it waste?

Admittedly, they also wounded the muse, but it didn't work at all. The muse is like a monster, the same injury, they can barely support it, but the muse is not a thing at all.

In the silence, Russell suddenly raised her head, the clothes on her chest were torn, and blood was constantly oozing out, caused by the muse's punch just now.

Russell clutched his chest, looked at the muse and said, "Yes, we are indeed garbage to you." However, this does not mean that we will give up resistance. Even if death is already doomed, we will fight until the last moment!"

"That's it. Hearing this, the muse's eyes flickered, and he said coldly, "Okay, I'll satisfy you." I will make it clear to you that garbage is garbage, and there is no difference. ”

The words fell, and the muse swept towards Russell.

Russell took a deep breath, his whole body covered in golden energy, and took the initiative to meet the muse. After Andrew and the others saw it, they pressed the injury, shot again, and began to fight hard.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a brighter light erupted in the sky, producing a louder roar.

The battle became fierce, but it only lasted for a while, and with a few screams, it ended with a bang. Several figures slammed into the ground, and then shouted, "Break through!"

"Breakout?"

"Breakout!"

All of a sudden, the tight defensive line collapsed on its own, and many wizards began to try to break through and flee in all directions.

The muse was suspended in the air, and he sneered continuously: "I said, garbage is garbage, vulnerable garbage, and that's true!"

Then he looked at the many black-robed wizards and the blue-robed wizards of the Deep Blue Castle, and issued an order: "Kill me, don't leave any of them!"

"Yes!" the many wizards responded, and the battle inside and outside the city became more fierce than ever.

......

on the hills.

Beyer's account of Sieg comes to an end.

Looking at the battle in the city in the distance, Baier said slowly: "It's almost, now the high-level wizards have almost been solved, and the middle-level wizards and low-level wizards are still resisting, but it won't be long before they all will be killed." At that time, there will be no official wizards on the entire East Coast, and even if there are, they will be very rare, and they will not dare to show their heads, the inheritance will be broken, and the trend of the entire East Coast will change.

The remaining wizard apprentices, unable to fight against the human kingdom, will become part of the human kingdom and become vassals of the nobility. In that case, the wizard apprentice will no longer pursue the truth of the world, and will not be able to pursue it, but will pursue power and money more, and will be as philistine as the aristocracy. The mind is no longer filled with curiosity, but with desire.

Wars, assassinations, every inch of the East Coast will be filled with strife, barbaric and chaotic, but this is also the natural 'soil'.

We remove the weeds called 'History', kill the pests called 'Wise Men', plant seeds called 'Hope', water the water called 'Order', and apply fertilizer called 'Balance'.

Eventually, the 'new world' will sprout and grow in the fertile 'soil', and with our repeated construction, it will become perfect and become the kingdom of God, Heaven. ”

Beyer's eyes were a little deep, and he was a little absorbed in his thoughts.

At this time, Sig's body was almost uncontrollable under the effect of the spell, and saliva continued to flow from the corners of his mouth. But even so, after listening to Byer's words, he still felt an indescribable horror, stared at Byer, and asked in a trembling voice: "You...... Who are you?"

"Who are we?" said with a smile, "We are God's messengers, and everything we do is God's will." You won't understand why you did this, because you, as a human being, will never understand the greatness of God. Seriously, even we only have a glimpse of God's light, but it's enough to light the way forward. ”

Speaking of this, Bier paused and looked at Sigger: "Alright, Dean Sig, my old friend, I have said everything I need to say, and everything will be here." If there is no accident among the people in the city, there will definitely be those who successfully break through and escape, and when the time comes, there will be insufficient manpower, and I will have to lead people to chase and kill. So, goodbye!"

As soon as the words fell, Bair flipped his hand, and a blood-red dagger appeared in his hand again, aiming at Sig's heart inch by inch.

Sieg's eyes cracked, his body twitching, and he stopped breathing when the tip of the dagger peeked out of his back.

With a wave of his hand, Sig's body disappeared out of thin air, and at this time, there was a roar in the direction of the city, and there was really a wizard who broke out and fled to the east.

A team of wizards from the Deep Blue Castle came after him, passing by the hills, subconsciously glancing towards the hills, not seeing Sig's figure, slightly surprised, but didn't think much about it, chased the fleeing wizard and ran away.

"Boom!"

More roars sounded in the direction of the city, and under the pressure of death, there were constantly wizards who burst out with amazing strength, broke through and fled.

Even so, the big picture has been decided, and unless a miracle happens, there is no power to change it.

Baier's gaze swept over the entire wilderness, stood on the hill and stretched, and said loudly, "It's almost over, then let's go back to the main continent." When you get to the main continent, it's much more complicated, and many things can't be like the East Coast. But it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter......"

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