87_87643 "Count O'Sullivan is right, our top priority is to find Singh immediately, only by getting rid of him, tonight's operation can be regarded as a real victory!" Darna also spoke: "If we can't eliminate Singh and the mages loyal to him, then our efforts are almost in vain, this is the order of His Majesty the Emperor, we should go all out!"

Destroy Singh?Kant suddenly felt a shudder in his heart - even though he was heavily guarded by battlemages and royal guards, this tremor still made him feel that he was alone.

"Archmage Kant—" Seeing that Kant was suddenly a little stunned, and even his hand brushing his beard stopped, Darna couldn't help but take a step forward, wanting to urge him.

A sudden tremor from the depths of the earth caused him to slip under his feet and almost stumble on the steps.

Darna looked around with his sword, and saw that the other people also had surprised and confused expressions on their faces—Kant's face also changed, and he looked up.

The Tower of the Seven Sins, claimed to be impregnable and the eternal symbol of Argus, is shaking. Although it was not violent, the Tower of Seven Sins was undoubtedly shaking slightly, and because of its height and scale, there was a feeling of a whirlwind, and even in the end, some seemingly small fragments began to crumble from the tower, and when they fell to the ground, they were stone slabs that could smash people into meat sauce, and in the dust, a huge uneasiness and panic immediately enveloped the heads of the royal soldiers who were still full of confidence just now, and a vague terrible thought even came to their minds: maybe the counterattack of Speaker Singh was not something they could withstand at all.

Darna was really anxious: "Archmage Kant, what's going on? Did Singh do it? We have to take immediate action!"

Of course the old man did it. Who else but him could have such a big hand? Kant raised his hand to signal that everyone should not panic, but his mind was nervously calculating.

Singer has never been interested in Argus, and perhaps not in the Senate in fact, but this is the real reason why Kant dared to confront Singh and seize the supreme power of the Senate. It would be best to eliminate Singh. But in terms of comparative strength, this is almost an impossible task. The other option, then, is to have the power that makes Singh feel jealous, so that he understands that Argus and the Council are no longer puppet toys that he can play with at will, and now they will have the will and power under their own leadership, and Singh will have to pay a great price to fight against and suppress this power, which is big enough to affect his plans. Let him gain more than he loses, then he will choose to back down...... And if you have mastered Argus and the Council, you will also have enough power to confront Singh, and as an archmage who is far younger than Singh, time is Kant's advantage, and in ten or decades, not only will you have the power to deal with Singh, but Argus will no longer be the Argus of the Council - it will be Kant's Argus.

"I have reason to think that Singh is doing some dangerous things in the underground center of the Tower of Seven Sins, and it is not appropriate to stay here now. Kant finally spoke. Although the tone was a little strange: "I order, the troops temporarily withdraw from the mage area, and wait and see what happens." ”

Darna hurriedly stopped: "How can this be done! Singh is still in the Tower of the Seven Sins? Then we must attack immediately!

"I know the order of His Majesty the Emperor. Kant's face turned cold, and it seemed that Darna's repeated use of the emperor to press him made Kant a little annoyed: "But now that the Tower of Seven Sins looks like it may collapse at any time, do you want my soldiers to go in and die? I don't have that much hatred for Singh, I just think that he is too obsessed with his research and is no longer suitable for the position of Supreme Council Speaker-Wouldn't it be better to clean up the mess when the wind calms down?" or-"

He looked at O'Sullivan, who was watching coldly: "Singh is different from Quentin, even if I make a move, I am completely unsure, but if you have faith." Then I will never take this big credit. ”

Darna's mouth was half-open, momentarily speechless from shock and anger.

Looking at the cunning Kant and the angry Darner, O'Sullivan suddenly felt an unspeakable anger fill his chest -- this is what is riding on the head of the O'Sullivan family? Kant values the power of the council, and of course he will not do anything that puts his life at risk, and it is impossible for a dead man to get any power; Darner values the power of the royal family, and he must be in favor of getting rid of Singh. I even wish that all the mages of Argus were dead, and it was of course impossible to get them by being crushed

The ...... of real power

What about the O'Sullivan family? What about his own father? Who really cares?

The dark tide surging between the three of them was broken by a huge crack in the ground. Everyone staggered, even the neatly trimmed decorative trees around the square, and the tremor even spread to the entire northern part of Watan City, and there was a strange loud sound in the sky, huge gravel fell from the tower of the Seven Sins like rain, and tables, chairs, beds, doors, windows, and bookcases were thrown from the tower in the middle of the falling stones. Kant was dumbfounded, and everyone was stunned—the Tower of the Seven Sins stripped away its stone shell, revealing the vein-like steel structure within, in motion. Rotate, gather......

It's still too underestimating Singh. Kant thought a little desperately.

"Get out of here now, quickly, the Tower of Seven Sins is about to collapse!" said the henchman mage beside Kant

Screaming as he ran down the stairs, he at least knew that he was beckoning the others, and Kant himself had disappeared behind the portal with a white light.

Darna, O'Sullivan, and their entourage also quickly evacuated from under the Tower of Seven Sins to the top of the square, and in this case it was impossible for them to turn around and rush into the tower again, because even with the addition of Kant. They had no hope of stopping this catastrophic upheaval, not to mention that Kant had already run away.

The shaking of the Tower of Seven Sins seemed to cease slightly, but anyone knew that it was only a moment of peace before the more violent catastrophe struck. The Argus soldiers in the square forgot about the formation, forgot about the vigilance, and even forgot about running away, and one by one just opened their mouths and watched the huge building that they were proud of in the past standing quietly in a cloud of dust and smoke.

Darna looked nervous and angry, and more helpless, and when he saw O'Sullivan beside him calmly staring at him, he suddenly shouted as if he had made up his mind: "All the teams immediately reorganized the ranks and gathered in the square." Surround the Tower of Seven Sins!"

In any case, there is only a struggle!

Morriel and Dagulas descend like small fish down a waterfall, Morriel struggles to find a safe path between the rushing sand and iron pipes, while Dagoras destroys obstacles they can't avoid, and finally, they land on a huge steel cocoon tangled in countless metal pipes.

"I feel like I've twisted my foot...... What is this?" Dagulas stood up holding on to a pipe that was almost as thick as an ancient tree in the Sleeping Forest.

Morrill looked around. It was very calm, and there wasn't a single rock that had fallen here - all of them were blocked by some powerful magic, except for a large number of pipes connected to the cocoon one by one. Anchor it in the deep void, and while Morriel knew it couldn't be a void, it seemed like it was.

It seems fortunate that they didn't stay here when the cocoon was at its most intense, otherwise they would have been crushed into a pulp.

A surging blue arc of lightning struck her by the pipe that Dagulas was holding on, startling her. Dagulas jumped away with the swiftness of a man who had twisted his foot, and examined his hand for damage.

Another one. Lightning bolts of infinite power broke away from the cocoon along the pipes and disappeared into the darkness.

Morriel leaned down. Reach out and touch the iron cocoon.

The spurts of electricity became more and more frequent, and eventually the entire cocoon was discharging - just like the cloud of lightning that Yatu had summoned at the beginning, blue lightning swam and staggered in the cocoon, but it did not cause any harm to the two of them.

"Forty-seven is inside!" Morrill slammed to his feet.

"What?" Dagulas was taken aback, "Singh locked him up in here, what is he going to do?"

Blue light is getting more and more prevalent. They had departed from the surface of the cocoon, deflected the tracks of the pipelines, and had begun to gradually fill the entire space—Morriel and Dagulas were surrounded by raging and howling lightning storms, each qiē woven from rushing ground fire. Morrill suddenly realized.

"Singh has been using the energy of the core to create a weapon!" she shouted at Dagulas, who was close at hand in the lightning and had a shadow, "No wonder Argus's weapon construction technology has improved by leaps and bounds in just three or four years!"

She began to gather her magic: "Gotta think of a way! It looks like Singh is going to drain all the core energy now! Forty-Seven will also be sucked dry by him! He must be stopped-"

Morriel suddenly flashed to the side, and the spell he had prepared was interrupted by a distraction.

"Dagulas, you're attacking me?"

Dagulas smiled sweetly at her, the flaming whip in her hand leaving an eerie shadow in the tide of lightning.

"Pretty quick to react - don't be so angry, my dear. You've attacked me too. Isn't it?"

Morriel flashed his serpent-shaped dagger: "I thought we had come to an agreement. What's in it for you to let Forty-Seven be ruined by Singh?

"Shut up! it's all because of you!" Dagulas slammed his whip, and the flames exploded like fireworks: "You don't understand my feelings, my pain is painful! I thought you were a trustworthy person!"

"Trust?" Morriel shifted his footsteps, looking for a flaw in Dagulas's body, "You actually know this word...... It amazes me. Well, even if I didn't expect your love for the creatures of purgatory to be imaginary. But now we'd better not kill each other, and the most important thing is to destroy Singh's plan first, right?

"Hey...... My dear, you're so clever. Dagulas returned to normal: "But don't people often say it...... That time, this time. Seriously, I really like your steel boyfriend...... It's quite rewarding to snatch him away from you, but unfortunately his temper seems to be too short-tempered and not a good husband. You know what? Actually, the Flame Monarch in Purgatory was never interested in him, what the Flame Monarch needed was another kind of power contained in his body, what was it called...... Law...... of blood. It's a hard name to remember. ”

"In that case, I want Singh to lock up your boyfriend and concoct something maybe not.

Out with a whip. Forced Morriel to dodge again: "Don't intend to say that weird spell! I still don't really want to kill you, even though I did at first...... Let's be honest and put an end to these troubles!

Is that the scroll causing trouble...... How can that swamp stuff come from so much?

"Can you guarantee that Forty-Seven will have the power needed by the Flame Monarch after Singh has done all this?" Morriel tried to convince Dagulas, "If you miscalculated, I guess the Flame Monarch is not a forgiving boss, right?"

"That can't be helped! What can you do now? Do you think you can stop Singh now? Don't be stupid! If you want to complain, blame your boyfriend for recklessly throwing himself into the net! You and I have a lot of choices! This is his own fault!"

The Sea of Lightning began to erupt with unprecedented violence—and Morel and Dagulas took advantage of the opportunity to attack each other.

"The charge is normal, and a qiēshun lì. "The interior is also filled with blue glow. It was no longer possible to distinguish the flying magic symbols from before, and the old mages were almost merged with the blue light.

"Speed up. Get rid of troublesome bugs. Singh said coldly.

on the magic projection in front of him. The entire mage area has fallen apart.

With the great changes in the Tower of Seven Sins, the hills that are the foundations of the ground began to show signs of collapse, and the scorching steam screamed out of the cracks in the ground from nowhere, and even the water in the royal garden pond adjacent to the mage district was heated, the precious ornamental fish jumped out of the water frantically, the birds in the cages flapped their wings and fluttered, screaming for their lives, and even the escaped rats appeared on the elegant boulevard between the noble houses...... The animals seem to have foreseen the coming cataclysm, the end of the city of Watan.

The soldiers, who had been in a tight and orderly manner a few moments ago, also scattered to hide. Darna had no chance to argue with Kant, and he cried out in vain under the protection of his own guards, trying to regroup his ranks to save the day, but everyone knew that it was impossible - what could compete with this earth-shattering power?

The large iron balls that rolled down one after another from the Tower of Seven Sins shattered Darna's last illusion. Twenty feet in diameter, the cold, smooth balls of steel fell to the ground one after another and rolled in all directions, changing direction as they collided with each other, making a flesh-popping sound like horses stepping on frogs as they ran over heavily armed soldiers, and then the blood-stained shells split apart, and many octopus-like limbs and feet stretched out from them, holding the iron balls and crawling around like spiders. The Argus soldiers they targeted were either ruthlessly shredded by the clawed bladesaws that changed the ends of their limbs and feet, or they were drowned in flames, lightning, or acid from the steel monster's exposed palate......

Completely defenseless.

When the last of the guards was turned into a pile of burning garbage that no one could tell what it was in order to protect him, no one cared about Darna.

If Kant and his mages could stay here, maybe they would......

Darna smiled bitterly and shook his head, pushing the unrealistic fantasy out of his mind. How could Kant do all his best to help the royal family? No one was for the sake of Argus.

Stanley was still too young and too anxious. Maybe that little ghost of the O'Sullivan family is the one who really recognizes the form, and turning the other cheek with the council without complete preparation is tantamount to touching an egg against a stone...... What if there is an archmage to cooperate? What if the people in the council are not in harmony with each other? Darna's eyes seem to float with Singh's old face, that kind of insight and disdain, he is not letting all the small actions of the royal family go because he doesn't know it, but because he doesn't pay attention to it at all, and the current situation completely proves this.

Yuri O'Sullivan is gone. Did he give up? Over the years, the royal family has been sorry for the fact that there are too many places in their homes. But...... I can't give up. Who am I? I am the uncle of His Majesty Stanley, the dignified Minister of War, Darna, who has refused to choose to live in the shadow of the Council of Mages, and whose strength does not allow us to choose victory. Well, at least there is an option...... Die with dignity.

Darna stood still. A small burning red eye on the top of an Iron Ball Golem turned around and noticed him. Darna drew his sword, kissed it on the crest of the sword, and posed for the Iron Ball Golem, which had begun to turn around and crawl towards him—ready for his first and final battle since becoming Minister of War.

Singh didn't pay attention to Darna, and he wouldn't pay attention to him. Even if he is the Minister of War in command of the Royal Guard, what difference does it make in the here and now?

He raised his hands as if praying to a god in the dark, and Kiscain and the other mages stopped moving—the room full of blue light was suddenly sucked into the table in front of Singh. Not a trace left.

The dust and smoke rose into the sky, almost obscuring the entire tower complex. From the place where the Forty-Seven and the Divine Armament were imprisoned burst out of a great momentum. Propelling the Tower of Seven Sins out of the ground, the seven towers were connected to each other, staggered steel beams and foundations rumbling up from the earth with whistling steam.

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