After that, communication was interrupted.

Angel had thought that Sanders would ask him about the Nightclub Master and his relationship with the Nightclub. When he was still struggling with whether to say it, he didn't expect Sanders to cut off the communication so decisively.

Angre, somewhat stunned, handed the communicator back to Samantha.

Samantha took the communicator with a blank face, and then said to Kanter: "It's time to go, Maher just summoned that Sneefa will soon be at the intersection southeast of the game house, and we will go over to pick her up." ”

Kan nodded, and he turned to Angel and whispered, "What your mentor said is right, you have to take care of your own safety." Are you sure you're going to be okay?"

Kanter's questioning was inexplicable, but Ingres understood that Kanter's subconscious meaning was to ask about Fafnir's level of threat.

"I'm fine, my mission has been completed, and when the blockade in La Soudran is lifted, I will leave. Rest assured, it's going to be fine. Ingres said.

Kante nodded with a smile: "That's good, my family Qili is still waiting for you......"

Ingres' expression froze, thinking that Kante was going to match him again.

“...... of deformed mollusks. Kante deliberately dragged his breath before saying the second half of the sentence.

Angel's face darkened: "The soft insect is still attacking and defending with the dream weaver ant, and the deformed soft insect has not yet been born." But once I get something, I'll definitely leave it to Qili. ”

Canter nodded, and at Samantha's urging, finally whispered "take care" in his lips before turning to leave. The figures of the two slowly disappeared in the white smoke until they disappeared.

Angel stood still for a long time before letting out a soft sigh, looking back at the Ice Spell levitating on his side, and then shaking his head back to the Wind Realm.

After returning to the realm of the wind, Canaan was still holding the Masako of the Devil Meat dipped in red wine, while Fafnir on the other side was leaning against the treetops, staring into the distance, not knowing what to think.

Angel knew very well that what he said outside before probably couldn't hide it from them. But judging by their attitudes, it should be considered ...... Don't mind, right?

"Shopkeeper, can you still watch the live broadcast? I always feel that something is missing when I eat alone and there is no picture to watch. Canaan, who is the incarnation of a 'drama girl', asked Angel.

Ingres let out an "oh" and glanced at Fafnir, seeing that she didn't say anything more, and reconnected his consciousness to the wind in the sky.

The live broadcast of Fantasyland in the courtyard restarts.

Angel himself wondered what the wizards would do to deal with the plan to purge the humans.

When he looked at the ice floe, he found that it seemed to be business as usual, except for the strange mood of the crowd...... It's not exactly the same, but he still noticed that some of the members of the Frost Moon team seem to have arranged something around the ice floe.

Although it was a little strange, Ingres was only suspicious in his heart, maybe Lord Monchi had other ways to deal with the Void Shock?

Eyes back on Sanders.

Speaking of which, Ingres had found that there was something wrong with the emotions of the people on the ice floe, and most of them were looking at Sanders, with resentment and doubt, but more jealousy.

A witch with a hard-shelled book in her hand asked Sanders angrily, "Your Excellency, you're too selfish, aren't you? If you asked Ingres, he wouldn't hide it, but why didn't you ask anything?"

Sanders glanced coldly at Rivita, who was immediately stunned, as if a thousand mountains had descended from the sky on her spiritual sea.

Revita suddenly regretted that she had been too impulsive, because she wanted to know too much about the relationship between the nightclub owner and Feng and Angels, but she had forgotten that there was an insurmountable gap between herself and Sanders.

It wasn't until he felt that the spiritual sea was about to collapse that Sanders looked away, giving Revita a chance to breathe.

"Livita, you should actually consider Ingres' position as well. Meng Qi belatedly spoke: "There is a powerful existence behind Angels, at present, the attitude of this extremely strong man is not clear, on the other side, not far from them is the prey pavilion, and the night hall owner is also in the game hall, so close, the night hall owner wants to know what Angell said, wouldn't it be easy." ”

Not to mention, the object of Ingres' discussion is a prospective lord who is about to step on the throne. Even if it is any wizard, others are not far away, talking about him secretly, and it is estimated that the wizard will be angry.

Not to mention, the identity of the nightclub owner is very special, and maybe forcing Angel to answer will also anger the nightclub owner's antipathy towards humans.

Monchi's words do make a lot of sense. However, he deliberately chose to say it after everyone was dissatisfied with Sanders, and it was clearly deliberate.

The news that Angel brought was timely rain, and it was also very beneficial to them, and Monchi would not deny it, and even took the initiative to say that he would reward the highest reward. However, this does not mean that Monchi will be emotionally grateful, but will more rationally weigh the aftermath of Angel's news and the impact on the Frost Moon Alliance.

Meng Qi is very clear that Ingres's news is good at the moment, but at the same time, it will also make public opinion slowly criticize the Frost Moon Alliance. What even an apprentice can do, a wizarding alliance can't.

Therefore, in order to try to smooth out the public opinion that may arise in the future, Meng Qi does not mind doing this. Sanders still has a lot of power, and he won't do anything to Sanders himself, but the foreshadowing of the intensified emotions is easy to come by.

"Oh my God, what are you thinking about at this hour?" said Mu Ying, who spoke in a subdued and dramatic tone, "Damn! Are you all bees in the garden, and you still have the leisure to gossip when you are so urgent." The most important thing now, apart from the so-called purge plan, shouldn't we find a way to get rid of those two blood cocoons? If we continue to stalemate, when their injuries are all healed, then even if we can win, it is estimated that more people will die!"

"Are you planning to put my body in a gorgeous coffin inlaid with emerald gemstones, carry it to my mentor Kundera, and play the parting of Mario and Judy?"

Although Mu Ying's words were neurotic, they took everyone's eyes off Sanders and got back on track again.

However, what Mu Ying said is not entirely true. While some of them did pay attention to Sanders, in reality, these were wizards who stayed on the ice floe, and there were still a few people who were fighting with Nitotip in front of the battle line.

They have been able to stalemate until now, and it also depends on the persistence of these people.

However, Nitotip was so powerful compared to the other archdemons that so far they had not even been able to break through Nitotip's rain clouds.

The situation hidden in the dense fog of rain clouds cannot be known at the first time.

"Mu Ying is right, we can't waste our previous advantages, and now, we have sacrificed a lot of people to kill a great demon. We must find a way to kill them before they recover. A wizard said.

"I remember, didn't Samantha and Kante meet Nitotip before? Captain Maher, you might as well ask them about their previous situation and if this Nitotip has any weaknesses. Rivita suggested.

Soon, Maher contacted Samantha.

"Xnefer hasn't come here yet, Maher, what's the matter?" a cold, textured voice came out of the liaison.

Maher recounted what they were encountering, but there was silence on the liaison's side. It was a long moment before Samantha's voice came: "Nithotep is desperately powerful. ”

is a simple sentence, but the meaning of the statement makes everyone's face ugly.

"Is there no way to deal with it?"

Samantha: "I didn't see any weaknesses in it, maybe it needs to be suppressed by more force." ”

More power? Do you want to use the Chaos Cannon?

While everyone's thoughts were in turmoil, Kanter's voice suddenly came from the other end of the communicator: "When I was chatting with Ingres before, I asked about the Great Demon. ”

Kante's words made everyone's eyes light up. That's right, since Angel had heard about the demon's purging plan, and wanted to know some of the great demon's secrets, they hadn't considered this before, but fortunately, Kanter asked.

"Nithotep is a sea demon, and its ontological strength is not as strong as it seems. However, in the midst of rain clouds, it is almost invincible. There are even rumors among the demons that fighting against Nitotip in the rain clouds, even if all the other six Great Demons are on it, it may not be able to cause damage to Nitotip. ”

"So, if you want to defeat Nitotip, you must pioneer the rain clouds. ”

Kante's words turned his target against Nitotip to dispel the rain clouds. None of them had thought that this rain cloud was the key to Nitotip.

Because in their opinion, this rain cloud is very ordinary except for an energy that obscures their vision.

'Black Dragon' Essec had also broken into the rain clouds before, and he didn't find anything strange. Rainwater is ordinary rainwater, and clouds have no special components.

However, since it was Angels who said it, it should have some credibility.

"Then try to disperse this rain cloud. Maher: "Let's let the elemental crosswind wizard try to see if he can blow away the rain clouds." ”

Immediately after this arrangement, there was a mobilization.

As a wind whisperer, Revita's elemental side bias is also wind-based, and although she is better at listening to wind whispers in her aid, she can also cast offensive hurricanes.

So, Revita was sent to the front.

The power of the wind emanates from a group of wizards, and although each person has a different grasp of the wind, all of them are in the frequency of the wind sequence, and these winds do not go their own way, but merge into a stronger wind.

The sound of whistling pierced the ears.

In this gray-black strong wind, even if a creature falls into it, it will be instantly blown into white bones, let alone blown away by the clouds.

Everyone is full of confidence, and Nereus, Essec and others are ready to wait for the rain clouds to disappear and launch a strong attack on the great demon inside.