Duke of Grief

Fluctuations in space appear frequently, and the transmitted aura flashes around the Arcanists.

There were people sitting on the empty seats in the conference hall one after another, even if the spirit was a little weak, but the clothes were neat and meticulous.

——Just like it used to be!

At the top of the twelve highest seats sit twelve core members holding a staff and eyes closed. The twelve seats form a semicircle, and opposite them are the seats of other members.

The returning Arcanists also closed their eyes after they sat down, and their souls suddenly ascended into the vast sea of ​​consciousness over the floating island.

Not here, nor in the spiritual realm, a ‘consciousness space’ was opened between the gaps of the major planes. Through the gap with the main material plane, high above, the great arcanists of comparable gods cast their cold eyes.

The scenes of other battlefields were reflected next to them, and the illusory pictures alternated and fluttered.

The will shape is like a tentacle reaching through the gap, and it easily plucks the surging magic of the inner sea area. The lightning and thunder is only the external appearance, and the ripples that quietly diffuse into the air are the essence.

Many stars have been summoned by the Arcanist, deviated from their original trajectory, out of stagnation, and flew to the planet of Assatom and to the inland sea area.

Dragging a long tail flame, enveloping the roar of earth-shattering and thunderous clouds, countless meteorites aimed at the three deities, overwhelmingly, struggling to strike.

The three powerful gods who are fighting the "Legend" and the Transcendence frowned, and annoying harsh noises rang in their ears. Although they could not hurt them, they could limit their thinking and make them feel Bored, then irritable.

It seems like someone is whispering around, the sound is not loud, but it is difficult to ignore; it is like the nail is scratching the glass surface, and it is sharp and piercing; it is like all kinds of laughter and crying, these sounds are mixed together, Separated from each other and relatively independent.

——This trick is really mean!

Even the **** of brilliance couldn't help but take a deep breath. Afterglow in the corner of the eye saw the clouds shrouded over the floating islands were continuously broken, slowly opening, the dazzling'stars' falling from the sky, the roaring sound was already endless .

-But if it is not mean, how could they have won three powerful divine powers?

The president of the Arcane Council raised his hand, and the long-thundered thunder suddenly cut off, and all their enemies of the **** of brilliance retreated before that moment, and within half a second, the electric light arrived!

The gleaming thunder fell from the dark clouds that enveloped the floating islands, but they converged into three points on the ground, and they continued to bombard the three deities.

At this time, the environment of the "outside world" suddenly stagnate, and the Arcanists soon noticed this, because the connection between this consciousness space and the main material plane appeared twisted and broken, so it can be speculated that the opposite Time has stalled.

About seven seconds have passed since the objective time, and the time on the opposite side is flowing again. The first thing that catches your eyes is the pictures of all the meteorite falling into the earth exploding.

The crushed stones splashed around and rolled down from the sky, but most of the mass has been dispersed. The weight of the crushed stone is supported by air buoyancy. Even if it continues to fall, it will not cause too much damage to the ground, even in It will burn out in mid-air.

Seeing this scene, the Arcanists did not show a look of frustration and disappointment, on the contrary, they all laughed! Get excited!

Even if they are civilians of the arcane empire, they are unwilling to hurt or even sit back and ignore!

How stupid, how pedantic, how stubborn...how kind!

It is because of this kindness, this kindness, that they showed themselves to them and exposed one of their weaknesses to their eyes.

Even if the orc **** is different from the **** of brilliance and the **** of justice, if they can defeat the two powerful divine powers, the remaining one can't be sure of their tenure and stability, at least there is hope for victory.

The **** of brilliance stepped on the ground, and the current lingering next to him led to the ground. The **** bit his teeth and took a deep breath. The numb feeling stimulated the epidermal nerve.

Those arcanists can't really hurt them, but they can cause them a lot of trouble through various spells. Therefore, irritability has always accumulated in their hearts.

Even after so many years, they have already developed good patience and temperament, even the orc **** does not seem so irritable on the surface, but can be harassed again and again, even if it is him I also felt anger.

"Don't block my way!"

The stone axe ripped through the air, causing a whistle, and finally smashed the ground, causing the ground to tremble.

The orc lord roared forward, and his anger seemed to stun his brain, making it difficult for him to continue to enjoy the joy brought by the battle.

Combat is a positive confrontation. Whether it is using wisdom or brute force is part of the battle, but those arcanists use those civilians to contain the actions of the **** of brilliance and the **** of justice. It is too mean!

At this moment, a sharp eagle that seemed to pierce the sky suddenly sounded, and the gods cast their eyes behind them, but they saw a huge monster flying its two pairs of wings flying from afar.

Its body was covered with scars from electric shocks, and even one eye had become a hollow, exposing the fierce flesh and blood tissue to the air.

Behind that horned eagle was a ‘black cloud’, and falcon flocks all over the sky screamed, showing their powerful strength.

The God of Justice smelled the smell of "hate", and from the left eye of the horned eagle, he saw an unforgettable hatred...

Is this aimed at the'Arcane Empire'?

The God of Justice suddenly lost his face, took a light breath, turned his head to look at the transcendence and legend surrounding them, and the Arcanists gathered in the temple behind them.

In other words, are the four abandoned floating cities outside the city and other areas of floating islands unprepared?

"...Mean!" Thinking for a moment, this often cynical spirit squeezed the hilt sharply, glaring at the temple.

For the victory of the war, can they achieve this degree?

A legend dressed in ‘God’s Arms’ marched forward, with two flames floating in his eyes, covered with black mist all over his body, dragging a giant sword backwards, and after two steps, he suddenly launched a charge.

The **** of justice stepped forward with his sword, blocking the opponent's offensive. Angrily appeared on his face and asked angrily: "Do you not know what you are doing? Can't you see what the arcanists are doing? Yours Are your eyes blind? Why should you help those arcanists to persecute civilians?

"Don't you have no family?!"

His envoys and the Holy Spirit had long been sent to clean up evil creatures across the continent, and Jean Uther was similar, so they did not summon any support from the kingdom of God after breaking into the company.

"...We were born for the prosperity of the empire, our task is to **** the empire to become stronger!" The **** of justice received a cold answer, "As for the family, we must defeat you to consider, If the fighting does not stop, the safety of our family will be impossible to talk about!"

The four turbines on the shoulders and waist of the "Killing God Arms" turned and boosted at the same time, and a humming burst of wind suddenly erupted from it, pushing the legendary body forward, and the elbow jet also spewed out a brilliant flame. A huge force of Huo Ran came from the sword, and the face of the God of Justice suddenly changed.

boom!

The body of the God of Justice was pushed out, and his feet plowed two gullies on the ground, but what really touched his heart was the words of the legend just now!

When... even it is reasonable to treat your family as "bait"?

A blue muscle suddenly jumped from the forehead of the **** of justice and spread quickly around. The indescribable anger flooded the god's brain at this moment.

They may never be able to understand and communicate with each other, because in ‘common sense’, they are different from ordinary people...

Not just the "arcist", has the entire arcane empire become like this? Have they been educated like this?

"Austrian-art-division!!!"

Seeing the falcon flocks approaching, the face of the **** of brilliance changed several times, and finally, he relieved his breath and made up his mind.

——He summoned his envoy!

"Go against those falcons and protect civilians!" The glorious god's head also ordered quietly without returning, and his eyes were fixed on the palace.

This is your "strategy", your "strategy"?

...I recognized!

"Build a virtual space and increase the distance between the three gods and the temple." The president of the Arcane Council looked indifferently through the cracks and ordered coldly.

He can’t repeat the same mistakes, and like his teacher, he can’t quickly collapse the good situation because of his affection. If the teacher didn’t come to rescue him, then the war will not necessarily lose, even if the hope of victory is slim, but it’s not without. Any hope!

The premise of all this is that his teacher did not send someone to rescue him. If he was killed at that time, a few gods would accompany him to die!

His teacher's approach is wrong. As an arcanist, he should not be affected by his own emotions to judge important decisions. Even if he is rescued as a result, he thinks his teacher's approach is a failure!

If he can use his death in exchange for a 5% probability of winning, why not do it?

He always wanted to use this sentence to question his teacher, but unfortunately... his teacher died long ago.

As a deity, the orc master was keenly aware of the changes in the space around him, frowning, but the enemies attacked one after another made him hard to distract.

The so-called'fight' is the conflict between will and will, ranging from the heart of winning to the certain obsession of the heart. Only in this way can it really be called'fighting'.

"What is your heart for victory? What is your obsession?" The orc **** roared loudly, "Why do you live? Why do you want to win the battle? Tell me, you tell me!"

He didn’t see any glorious glory in those people’s eyes, he didn’t see any heart for victory-they didn’t exist to protect or destroy, they didn’t have their own obsession, only to the arcanist Fear.

Fear rules their hearts!

He was very disappointed. He thought these people were called "braves", but he didn't realize until now that they were just puppets, a weapon in the hands of the arcanist...

This is not a battle at all, but a killing!

boom!

In an instant, the ground moved and the city on the top suddenly exploded.

Some of the extraordinary and arcanists bet their eyes, and saw that the two figures in the dust were gradually outlined. One knuckle was sharp, and the slender fingers of the right hand were protruding from the dust, and the dust in front of him was suddenly turned away.

After seeing the faces of the two men, several arcanists couldn't help but enlarge their pupils and exclaimed: "[Dragon of Steel]! [General knowledge]!"

The whirlwind that haunted the maid so that it would not be contaminated by dust was broken up. She looked up the Qingshi Avenue with a slight hook at the corner of her mouth. "There is probably our goal there."

The arcanists were in shock, and suddenly heard a calm voice: "Open the connection with the lower plane in advance, start communicating with the eccentric plane, and negotiate the transaction."

"Yes! Your Excellency Sato!" The arcanists subconsciously straightened their waists~www.NovelMTL.com~ responded aloud.

This is a great arcanist!

Withdrawing his gaze, Cervantes moved his shoulders and neck and grinned at the extraordinary vigilants in front of him: "Why so serious? Come on, laugh?"

The next moment, his figure disappeared.

The greasy laughter resounded through the clouds, and a giant claw suddenly came out of the void, pulling suddenly to the side, and a connection was established between the main material plane and the bottomless abyss.

The big devil hidden in the dark space opened a blood-stained green eye and peered at the main material plane.

The fierce and fierce **** of fierce fighting suddenly raised his eyebrows, forcing the enemies in front of him to turn back and stare at the abyss fissure.

It was then that their hearts moved, and suddenly they felt, and hurriedly looked to the other side.

Opposite the fissure of the abyss, a flame door that was unknown when it appeared was opening. Through the door, they had seen a devil sitting on the high seat.

Lord Demon, Lord Devil!

"Oh, it's really hilarious!"

A crisp laugh suddenly sounded, breaking the strange quiet atmosphere.

The violent wind suddenly swelled, and the ice crystals sprinkled, and just appeared, it had already reversed the sky.

The female mage, who had just appeared in the arcanist's line of sight, had mature temperament. She twitched the corner of her mouth slightly and raised her lazy brow slightly. "Isn't it too late?"

In her left palm was suspended an object like a snow star, which was the artifact of the ice goddess, but which **** had died, and the artifact naturally fell into the hands of other people.

The leader of the polar witch raised his left hand, and the snow and stars were shining.

The originally stagnant battle started again, noisy sky.

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