Infinite Heroes Seat

There is a cigarette that has been ignited in the corner of his mouth. There is a bar code tattoo under the right eyelid. The blond hair that is shoulder-length is dyed red like the setting sun. The ten fingers on the left and right are wearing shiny silver rings. British Qing Instructing the magician of the Special Forces "Church of Necessary Evil", Stil Magnus pressed the elevator to the seventh floor.

At this moment, are you going to erase the child's memory again?

Thinking of the kid’s smiling face and the memories they had shared, Steele felt heartbroken, but what can he do? Because of the absolute memory ability, more than 85% of Intiqs’ brain capacity has been * *The catalogue is full of one hundred and three thousand magic books, and can only rely on the remaining 15% to barely maintain function, and this 15% can only keep people’s memories within one year under the condition of absolute memory ability. Therefore, Enticus must eliminate her memory within one year, or she will die.

As a former companion, as the closest friend who once accompanied Inticus, Steer, in order not to make Inticus sad, to prevent her from desperate and watch her precious memories disappear, so Pretend to'chase' Inticus with another partner.

Since she can't be saved, at least she won't suffer from losing those memories. It's just the memories of being chased down. It doesn't matter if you forget it!

With this realization, Still walked towards the uppermost room on the seventh floor.

Inticus has been in that position for a day, and maybe he has met new friends. Before they form a new bond, let them separate, so that when the memory is erased, Inticus will not be in pain. , Thinking like this in his heart, but Steele inevitably felt a sour feeling. After all, the person who once accompanied her was herself.

But this time the situation seems a little different.

Outside the door of the most extreme room, a handsome young man with blond hair was leaning against the door, not knowing what he was waiting for.

"Hey. It's too slow! Do you know. To wait for you, I even missed Teacher Xiaomeng's class. In my class, those who cry Teacher Lori will be buried to death!"

Seeing Steel coming over with a cigarette in his mouth, Mo Wen scratched his head and complained, and stopped in front of him at the same time.

"Can you return ‘that thing’ to us? After all, recycling ‘that thing’ is also my task, before I say the magic name. Let go, boy!"

Steele said in a wicked tone, for the sake of having the same experience, he didn't want to kill him.

It's a pity that the person on the other side does not exist with reason.

"What if I say no?"

Mo Wen tilted his head, obviously not taking the other party's words to heart.

", translated as the strong, this is my magic name. It is also the name of killing!"

"Really? I thought your magic name was Bad Red Hair!"

Although the opponent started to exude a wave of murderous aura, Mo Wen still looked careless, but a faint light flashed through the slightly opened golden and silver eyes.

The distance between the two sides is now about 15 meters. The magician Stil Magnus took off the cigarette from his mouth and flicked it aside with his fingers.

The cigarette flew out horizontally with sparks, over the metal handrail, and hit the wall of the building next door.

An orange line followed the cigarette, hitting the wall and sparking.

"Kenaz (flame)──"

After Steel whispered the spell, the orange line exploded with a crash.

It was almost as if the fire hose was filled with gasoline and ignited, and a straight line of flame sword appeared.

The paint on the wall gradually scorched black, just like the feeling of burning a photo with a lighter.

"──;; (gift for giving giant pain)!"

Manipulating the sword of flame, Steel just wanted to attack Mo Wen, but the figure on the opposite side suddenly disappeared.

"Too slow, idiot!"

Like a ghost, Mo Wen's figure appeared in front of Still.

"So fast!"

Only this thought flashed through Steele's mind, and the next moment a sharp pain came from his chest.

He was hit with a heavy punch on his chest, and accompanied by the piercing sound of bone cracks, Steele plunged in the other direction like a kite that had dropped the thread, and the flame in his hand disappeared.

"idiot!"

Mo Wen looked at Steele who fell on the ground with a little amusement. A magician dared to be so close to him and chanting magic in front of him. I really don’t know what he thinks, brain cells. Are they all killed by cigarettes?

Turning around, holding his hand on the handle, Mo Wen was about to push the door in, but the matter didn't seem to be over yet.

One of the five elements that make up the world), (the great ancestor's flame)..." From Steele came the voice of singing again.

Standing up staggeringly, Steele's eyes were full of pain, but his expression was more solemn than ever.

"It's really troublesome, can't you be honest with two broken ribs?"

Mo Wen scratched his head angrily. Before he was enlightened by the original, he had killed him before Steer chanted the spell, but now he has a lot of'soft heart', and he can't threaten him in the future. People who are not malicious in themselves are not so unfeeling anymore.

"Forget it." Looking at the magician who was holding his chest while still insisting on singing, Mo Wen's face was also a little more solemn, "It seems that you will not be allowed to use the last trick. , In this case, I will fulfill you!"

"Its name is ‘ius (King of Killing Witches)’, which means ‘must kill’!"

With the end of the final chant, a flame giant appeared in the fiercely burning bright red flame, holding a huge flame cross, and rushing towards Mo Wen.

"Go away!"

With a wave of his right hand impatiently, under the influence of the fantasy killer, only a sound like glass shattering was heard. The last trick of Stir Magnus, the flame giant was scattered all over the floor like bubbles.

In the faint flame, Mo Wen looked at Still quietly.

The latter was surprised, "Who are you?"

I didn't notice the magic, didn't sense the superpowers, but only a single blow solved his own king of hunting witches, who exactly is this man.

But then Steele let out a chuckle, and the laughter affected his wound, making his face distorted.

"But do you think this will solve my trick?"

Accompanied by his words, like the sound of viscous liquid squirming, the raging flames condensed again, waving the huge cross, the flame giant roared and rushed at Mo Wen again.

The right hand blocked the huge cross that was two people high, and the flames were constantly eliminated and regenerated.

Mo Wen didn't see any tension on his face, but said indifferently: "Of course I know that this method can't solve the hunting of the witch king, but I am curious whether this magic will continue after losing the host. Keep activating, of course, if it doesn't work, then I can only use a stupid way!"

"what?"

Listening to Mo Wen's voice, Steele subconsciously felt Yi Han.

Then I saw Mo Wen step back abruptly, the huge cross hit the ground, splashing a sea of ​​fire, but his right hand blocked in front of him, Mo Wen stepped on the ground abruptly, using the huge rebound force as if Arrows generally come straight.

The flame giant was smashed to pieces again. Although it was reborn again in less than a tenth of a second, Mo Wen had already used this slight time difference to rush to Stil.

That speed was not at all human-like, and Steer had only seen it in his companion who was a saint.

"Asshole who makes trouble for others, give me a good night's sleep!"

Mo Wen said lightly with a fist hitting the opponent's face.

As if hit by a truck, the flying Stile fell to the ground and bounced again, turning over a few times before stopping.

The bridge of his nose was interrupted by Mo Wen's punch, and a steady flow of blood came out of his nose ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and fell to the ground, and Steer was motionless.

Behind the two of them, the manipulator was lost, and the witch-killing king disappeared in an unwilling roar.

"--call!"

Seeing the flame giant disappear, Mo Wen also quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Because he didn't know the principle, he didn't know whether the king of hunting witches would disappear after losing the caster. If not, he could only learn if he lost the magic power. It’s the same, I went to press the fire alarm, it was too bad.

After kicking Steele randomly and confirming that he had indeed passed, Mo Wen unscrewed the door and walked into the room. He didn't need to worry about the afterthought, and Shencra Huozhi and the cleaning robot would solve it.

What he needs to face is another problem.

Muttering, Indix looked at Mo Wen pitifully.

"Dang Ma, I'm hungry!"

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