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In the outer area, a large open field swept by the storm of Yatu, broken logs and fragments of towers were scattered everywhere, and it was a mess.

Forty-seven reached out and pulled Morriel up from the ground, and although he was barely able to stand for the time being, it seemed that there was no serious problem.

"Welcome back!" Morriel took the staff that Forty-Seven had handed him.

"It's a little late. Forty-seven turned his head again, as if the habit had revived at the same time as Moriel's return: "By the way, if you hit me on the head with this thing again, I'll break it for you!"

After saying that, Forty-Seven took a blow to his head.

"Hey, there's a limit to flirting, I'm still bleeding!" The lightning spear on Dagulas's shoulder had disappeared, and Dagulas had already sat down on the ground: "But it's really jealous, it's so cruel to be so gentle with another woman in front of other women!"

"Where have we met? Forty-seven held his chin and looked at Dagulas: "The smell on your body is very familiar." ”

"I don't know if you've ever met at the Elven Demonization Ritual in the depths of the Sleeping Forest, but the smell is certainly familiar. "Morriel doesn't have the strength to perform any healing magic on herself, and it seems like it's a miracle that she's still on her feet.

Dagulas seemed to struggle to her feet, but she soon gave up her efforts.

Forty-seven's dark red gaze shrank suddenly, and he suddenly stepped forward and squatted in front of Dagulas, pinching Dagulas's chin with a seemingly cold and hot hand: "Who are you?"

"The Agus Empire's Supreme Review Society, a mid-level review mage and theater commander. Dagulas didn't have any fear, but met the forty-seven fierce eyes with an almost coquettish gaze: "Please be gentle!"

Forty-seven's fingers pressed a little, and Dagulas's tears were about to flow out.

"Hurry up and stop!" Dagulas's body erupted with a violent force from the intense pain, which was due to the body's natural reaction when it was threatened.

Forty-seven's hands were wrapped in flames, and he didn't care much about this kind of baking, and even intentionally or unintentionally compared whether the ground fire in his body was more intense. In fact, this kind of thinking is just to add to the troubles.

But one thing is undoubted, this bewitching girl who sheds tears and breathes fire, and her wounds are gradually healing in the flames, is full of disgusting magic of the Flame Monarch.

"You're the illegitimate daughter of that guy who plays with fire in hell?" The idiot completely ignored what could withstand that kind of warm embrace.

"As far as I know, no. Morrill was angry, but in a good mood.

"It doesn't matter. "The Iron Fingers are constantly tightening, and fighting against the Flame Monarch doesn't need a reason for Forty-Seven to be able to do it when, where, or how.

"That's enough! I tell you that I was going to be buried in the Purgatory Ground thanks to you, but the Flame Monarch gave me the power to return to the main material realm on the condition that I send you back to the bloody battlefield. so that he may turn you into his prostitute...... You are to blame for this!But you have caused me to suffer all the torture of purgatory!!" Dagulas, whose flames had been extinguished, broke free from Forty-Seven's hand, and her tears broke down in her eyes, and her expression was sad, like a helpless little girl.

"What's the matter with me, I'd better keep these words and complain to your boss, please go back and tell my old friend, I'll go back sooner or later and screw his head off and let him wash his ass and wait!...... The Purgatory Express one-way train is about to depart, or it will be a little bumpy. Have a nice trip. As he spoke, Forty-Seven made a check-in gesture to screw Dagulas's head off, and Morriel was well aware of his habit of talking to himself and killing the other without waiting for a slight explanation, starting from the first meeting.

"Wait a minute, Forty-Seven, in order to fight against the Argus Empire, we can't kill her now!" Morriel hurriedly spoke to stop: "What's more, if it weren't for Dagulas, it would have been difficult for us to defeat Yatu just now." ”

"It should be to wash your neck and wait......" Dagulas's love began as soon as she was withdrawn from the memory, she didn't know how to live or die as always, it was hard to imagine how her temperament lived to this age: "You are really a solid head that can't tell the difference between the head and the butt!"

"I'm not interested in fighting the Empire, I have my own way to go, and whoever dares to stand in the way will be blown away!" Forty-Seven replied to Moriel. And looked at Dagulas's pretty face with interest: "It's as simple as that!"

"So, you don't want to reclaim the core that was robbed?" it seems that Moriel is the only one who knows Forty-Seven's mind best.

Forty-seven was silent for a moment, then made a grimace at Dagulas, and then turned to sit side by side with Dagulas on the ground, like two schoolchildren who were about to listen: "I don't think it has anything to do with this woman's life or death, but since you say so." So let's hear it first. ”

"You're so ugly when you grimace!" Dagulas rubbed his chin and took the initiative to lean over to Forty-Seven: "But I like it~ and please call me Miss Dagulas, or...... Wife. ”

I said...... Why don't you kill her...... Hey, let go of my arms!Don't put your legs on me!Don't rub it!" Forty-seven pointed to Dagulas beside him and discussed with Moriel, but he didn't expect Dagulas to come over coquettishly, and he didn't know about this

I don't know if the so-called female mage Forty-Seven is out of the way for a while.

Two dumbasses, a pair of perverts.

"Although Yatu is known as the most powerful of the Supreme Judge Mages, believe me, Singh is definitely even stronger!" Morrill lowered the hand on his head and cleared his throat. Looking at the two guys in front of him who were wide-eyed and innocent and listened carefully but could still maintain a strange posture, he suddenly felt a little crying and laughing: "So defeating Yatu doesn't mean that we can go straight to attack Watan City, what's more, Singh is not the only one there, Yatu also fled, and it is only a matter of time before he makes a comeback......"

"And if it weren't for me, you would have been killed by Yatu a long time ago, and it was pure luck to be able to beat him. Daguras yawned and interrupted Morriel.

"I'm done, but I still want to kill her. "Trying to shake off Dagulas on his arm. Forty-Seven asked with a serious face. Dagulas only giggled, this guy was not afraid of death at all.

"You two shut up!" Morriel closed his eyes and opened them again. It seemed to calm her anger: "If you want to regain the core, you need more power, no matter who this power belongs to - the Argus Empire is not something that can be shaken by one or two people - Dagulas, no matter what your purpose is, first of all, you must ensure that you will not die under the pursuit of the Supreme Council in the future, so you better cooperate with us first!"

"That's right, that's great!" Dagulas, who had been shaken off by Forty-Seven, sat on the ground and crackled and applauded. It looks like a child in the kindergarten who is excited to hear the news that candy is going to be distributed.

"Is the enemy of the enemy a friend? Moriel, you are so naïve!" Forty-Seven was a little unimpressed, his head spinning like a rattle: "And this kind of plot of having to form a united front with the previous enemy in the face of a powerful enemy is too old-fashioned, almost all cartoons are like this, so I refuse!"

"Don't refute it! Teacher Morrill is right, you're really not good!" Dagulas said that he was about to raise his hand to knock Forty-Seven's head, but was immediately grabbed by Forty-Seven's vice-like hand: "Actually, I was also forced to be helpless, who would want to listen to that monster uncle who was full of fire, but in order to be able to come back, I had to promise him - what is a cartoon?"

Forty-seven shook Dagulas's hand back, as if he wanted to dislocate that arm: "Alright." You're right, but I'm going to kill her now!" Forty-Seven snapped his hand tightly around Dagulas's neck.

"You'd better follow Miss Morrill's advice, she's right!" Suddenly a voice came from behind a large fragment of the construction tower, and then Ronnie Sullivan paced out without a trace of dust when he walked,

"Yatu is dead...... "Between the Stars" at the end of the top hall of the Tower of Seven Sins, between the two old men who had been sitting on their chairs and silent for a long time, the air that had been somewhat stagnant seemed to be suddenly stirred by this sentence, and even a slight murky echo was heard all around, Kiscain opened his eyes hidden deep under his white eyebrows, and repeated again as if confirmed: "Hmm. Yatu is dead. ”

"Judging from the tremor of the magic net just now, Yatu has stormed himself, but even so he has not been able to win......" Singh has been reading this material with his head down, and now he also raised his head, and his old eyes are shining at the moment: "I have probably guessed who his opponent is." ”

"Then let's wait until the next meeting, let's take a look at the battle scene at that time......" Suddenly, Kiscain's hand reached into the wide mage's robes and groped for something. In the end, he pulled out empty-handed: "You guessed wrong about me betting five gold coins - I didn't bring any money, so remember it first." ”

"The old ones are still old, are you really a little senile......" Singh shook his head and continued to focus on the document: "I don't care about those things, the plan is going well, maybe it will be done soon......"

"But if you're guessing correctly, in that case, it's not too much of an obstacle to the plan......" Kiscain closed his eyes again.

"Hinder?" Singh didn't raise his head, and continued to read the information in his hand: "At this stage, there is nothing to stop me. Don't you think so......"

He was answered by Kiscain's faint snoring.

Faced with O'Sullivan's sudden appearance, the three of them couldn't help but be alert immediately.

"It's surprising that you didn't die in the thunderstorm!" Dagulas's voice had a rare mocking tone, as if the mage's sense of superiority was no exception to her—maybe it was stronger.

"I certainly don't have the extraordinary life-saving skills of the mages, but that doesn't mean that all the warriors are cannon fodder victims. O'Sullivan replied politely, but it didn't sound like a concession: "Hey, old friend, meet again!"

It's the guy who suddenly appeared in the swamp temple to make trouble. Forty-Seven looked at Morriel, who was staring at O'Sullivan with a gaze that seemed to give him an insight into it.

"Okay. You can't kill this, I know. ”

"Don't stare at me like that, Miss Morriel. O'Sullivan walked to a place where Morriel was still a little distance away from them, and stopped. He took out two bottles of healing potions from his black coat and threw them over: "I am not an enemy, besides, there is good news for you." ”

"Are you married?

The bleeding on Lace's shoulder had stopped, but she still looked weak, and Moriel needed those things more.

"Yatu is dead, so you can go back to Watan City, of course, possible punishment is inevitable, but life is still guaranteed. O'Sullivan folded his hands and explained unhurriedly as he watched Morrill examine and use the healing potion for himself and Dagulas, "If you run away like this. On the contrary, it will make the Grand Council suspicious. ”

"You're not saying that Yatu died at your hands, are you?" Morrill replied coldly, and she didn't feel that O'Sullivan could be trusted as easily as Dagulas, even though Dagulas could not be trusted.

"Death at our hands to be exact, I just gave you another gentle push under your strength, but don't expect me to have any evidence, in order to keep out the prying eyes of the Supreme Mage, Yatu's body was completely removed. O'Sullivan pondered for a moment, as if looking for a suitable wording: "But seeing your appearance on the battlefield, I think we still have a common goal. As Miss Morrill said, it is impossible for one or two people to shake the Argus Empire!"

"As one of the most famous nobles of the Argus Empire, why did Count O'Sullivan have the idea of destroying the Miè Empire?" Morriel's words were still cold.

"It's not to ruin the miè, but to return it. An elusive look flashed in O'Sullivan's eyes: "Besides, my family has been on the same page with the mages for a hundred years. ”

"Don't talk about personal grudges, settle your own affairs. Forty-seven stood up, and it seemed that he was tired of this kind of intrigue and deceitful alliance meeting: "I don't want to use anyone's strength, and I won't let anyone else use me as a gunman."

O'Sullivan was a little surprised, although this structure was very special, it was like a private property belonging to Moriel after all, and this was already quite obvious in the temple. I thought that as long as Morriel was pulled into my camp, the constructs would also become my help, but now it seems that I still think too simply.

"It doesn't matter, just take what you need, I don't like you. But that doesn't prevent us from cooperating with each other......" Morriel's tone softened a little, but he still stared at O'Sullivan: "The question is, why should I believe what you say, it's hard to say if this will be Yatu's conspiracy, not to mention that even if Yatu is dead, the Supreme Master may already know about it, if that's the case, we can only send us to death when we go back to Watan City - including you, Count O'Sullivan." ”

"Don't worry about that, my dear. You won't be unaware of how the Tempest spell of Yatu's Storm spell can distort the surrounding time and space by absorbing and using the magic web, so even Archmage Singh can't cast any detection spells on the battlefield in that environment. Dagulas suddenly enthusiastically explained for O'Sullivan: "Now the other archmages probably already know that Yatu died, but they shouldn't know how Yatu died, so if we still talk about it here, it will soon be exposed." ”

Morriel knew this, of course, but ......

So what if Yatu wasn't dead at all, if it was a trap at all? Morriel asked in his mind.

"Then you might as well take a gamble, if Miss Morrill thinks it's worthwhile. O'Sullivan saw through Morriel's doubts. As he spoke, he walked a little closer.

"Ah~!" Forty-Seven straightened his hands, looking as if he were stretching - even though everyone knew he didn't need to. But no one has any more movements, and Forty-Seven's actions are like a warning.

"Of course, to show our sincerity -- hopefully this will give us some trust in each other. O'Sullivan turned to Forty-Seven and handed him something.

"Hmph. Forty-seven scoffed, but reached out to take it.

"Hopefully my decision is the right one. "Morriel.

Joelis watched Forty-Seven slowly approach him, and in the distance were three smaller and smaller figures - she had been observing Forty-Seven and the Argus gathered at the edge of the forest just now, and because of Forty-Seven's presence, Joelis never gave the order to attack.

Forty-Seven took a second look at the wreckage of the main body of the construction tower, and now there were only two or three sand and stone pseudopods lying on the ground and the base of the construction tower, which had been half blown off by himself and had been almost completely destroyed by the Yatu storm.

"What the hell is going on?" asked Joelis straight to Forty-Seven, who had already walked in front of him.

"Take me to see Old Man Uther......" Looking at the twilight forest, Forty-Seven did not stop, but passed by Joelis directly: "I have something to tell him." ”

Entering the city of Watan, Morriel breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that all the mages were rarely wearing black robes with golden stripes.

In fact, I had already seen it on the way back and when I passed through the town of Welker, it was the costume of the Sanhedron mage when he died, and this kind of state funeral of the same specifications as the funeral held at the time of the death of the royal family lasted for three days, and it was said that the funeral of the Sanhedryl mage was held for the first time for ordinary Argus subjects.

Yatu is really dead