…… I really don't know how to explain this situation, and the editor only said today that my application failed to be listed, and it will be the 26th, which is embarrassing. However, the three watches that were said today are still the same, but tomorrow it will not work, and the second watch is at 6 o'clock.

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The scars of the earth are gradually spreading, and the makers of the wounds are slowly approaching the Baltic Castle with majestic and heavy steps, and although the speed is slow, the oppressive force of the people is constantly rising.

"What kind of monster is this?!"

The defenders on the city walls also saw this war machine, and the only reason they had was shattered by the terrible and hideous shape, and they didn't even have the courage to make a move.

The alarm sounded, the City Guard assembled as fast as they could, and the people were shocked by the size of the undead creation.

As the gateway to the City of Mages, the walls of the Bolo Fortress are particularly heightened and thickened, but even then they are no more than 70 feet high, only reaching the chest of the Flesh Hate.

The commander quickly calmed down and hurriedly passed the order:

"Everyone's ready for war!"

"Ballista ready!"

"Trebuchet ready!"

"Artillery ready!"

The three major families in the city dispatched five legendary spellcasters, and after receiving the alarm, they teleported to the city wall as quickly as possible, and promoted the secret killing weapons in the city with high-level authority.

Several flashes of light flew by, and seven rounds of azure suns rose again in the faintly red sky.

The core of the sun was faintly silver-black, and if you looked closely, there were seven swarthy holes.

A product of the highest magical civilization, the Superconducting Magic Crystal Heavy Cannon!

At the top of the dark blue, at the cost of four magic cannons, you can force the demigod-level Ixion giant god to stop functioning, as the strongest shield wall in the city of mages, the Polo Fort hides nine magic crystal cannonballs, in order to deal with the big man in front of him, seven are enough.

Legend has it that the caster was confident that the smash of seven magic cannons would be enough to blast the monstrous monster into a mixture of undead and constructed creatures.

For a short time, the crowd may have forgotten that the Flesh Hateful was not the deadliest threat to the Poltic Fortress.

Gray clouds filled the city, hiding in the clouds, and the looming bone dragon poked out its frosty head, and the strange blue light radiated at this moment.

The dragon's breath with the breath of ice and death spurted out, and the necromancer sitting on the back of the bone dragon waved his bone staff, and the aura of spell filled the cold ice dragon's breath, and the power increased by several points again.

Super Magic Skill [Spell Amplification]!

Someone at the bottom exclaimed:

"Be careful, sir!"

A legendary spellcaster was struck by the dragon's breath before he could react, and at the most critical moment, if it wasn't for the magic item on his body that activated on his body and teleported him 50 feet away, he might have become the first legendary powerhouse to die in the Polo Fortress since the start of the war.

Caught off guard by a sudden attack, the casters were caught off guard, filled with anger and shame.

"Elendt!"

A legendary archmage shouted angrily, and the sound was actually the effect of blessing the [Roaring Technique], dispelling the aftermath of the dragon's breath after the explosion.

A legendary-level mage survived, but at the cost, the section of the wall he was standing on was frozen nearly 40 feet away, and all of them, including the soldiers standing there, were frozen into ice slag, shattered into blood-colored debris.

The Lich's Hand and the Bone Dragon Rider Argent, the legendary Necromancer and the Lich Kelwin's right and left hand, is still a human for the time being, but his reputation is even more notorious than that of his boss.

"Hahahaha......"

With a sharp and strange laugh coming out of his mouth, Ellent manipulated the bone dragon to fly into the sky, and spells rained down on the city.

At the same time, a huge headless horseman leaped onto the wall with a giant axe, and it was the one who had been transformed into the guardian of the White City.

Kai Durahan, the Fallen Guardian, is the current name of the Headless Horsemann.

The two legendary professionals of the Death Sect have joined forces, and the lineup is actually the five legendary spellcasters who intend to suppress the Polo Fortress camp, whether this is self-confidence, arrogance, or other plans!

"How can I tolerate you destroying my supreme masterpiece?"

The lich Kelvyn muttered nervously, and took out a seven-foot-tall bone wand from the spatial ring, which looked like it was made entirely of a material similar to the spine of a snake, with an Aries shape at the top, two horns inlaid with black crystals, and a scarlet orb like blood in its mouth.

With a flash of pearl light, Kelvin shuttled through the clouds, wandering through the void, and in just a few steps, he directly stepped into the range of seven magic crystal cannons.

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The bell flickered incessantly, and the residents took refuge in the fortified bunkers as the guards evacuated.

On the empty street, a group of people in black robes walked down the street in such a grand manner.

Looking at the bell tower that kept ringing, one of the black robes stopped, and a crisp and pleasant female voice came out of his mouth:

"It's a bit noisy."

The person next to her also spoke slowly, the same female voice, but with a mature and steady magnetism:

"Don't make trouble."

The woman who spoke earlier let out a burst of laughter like a silver bell:

"Sister Alyssa, the city is almost finished, and Shar just wants to make that Big Ben quiet."

"No, this will affect our mission!"

The steady female voice flatly refused.

"What a pity!"

The previous female voice sent a pity signal, but she obediently stopped shooting.

If you look closely, every black-robed person has a graceful curve, all of them are women, and Yege, who has made an unequal deal with Cangye, is also among them.

The woman who became Alyssa seemed to have a high reputation among the crowd, and at this moment she opened her mouth to ask Nightsong:

"You still haven't been able to get in touch with that man?"

Night Song shook her head regretfully:

"I'm sorry, I was derelict in my duties, Sister Elisa, although I don't know how that person did it, but he is not in this space now, and the most likely thing is that he has entered the half-plane of that mage."

Alyssa was not angry, but said lightly:

"It's just a small matter, let's finish our mission first."

"Mistress Mistyla has dealt with the Guardians, and Mistress Twilight is on her way here, and our mission is to open the magical guardian array of the Bolo Fortress."

"It's all gone, my lord."

In the end, Alyssa respectfully saluted the black-robed man beside her, and her body retreated half a step back.

Covered under the black robe is a delicate and stunning face, like a white jade carving without any blood, two jade-colored eyes like jewels look at Alyssa, and the corners of the mouth slowly hook a touching arc:

"Don't worry, lovely young lady, after all, 'Son of the Demon God' and 'Midnight' are the sister parties with the best relationship!"

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In my sleep, I had a dream in the night.

I dreamed that he came to a world where the sky is always gray and the black sun hangs.

The ground was strewn with cracks, the horizon rose from the bottom to the top, winding and undulating, and in the distance stood a half-collapsed giant statue.

A heavy and oppressive atmosphere.

Nights had been here in Anno, the Black Realm where the gods of death and plague lived.

And at this moment, a majestic voice echoed in the ears of Cangye:

"Who is spying on my kingdom?"