Chapter 827 'Stars Fall' Ⅹ

The silence is like water, and the waves are calm.

But in Xumijian, layers of ripples suddenly rose and spread layer by layer. The ridicule, sarcasm, playful eyes, and smiles were directed at a group of people.

Motthill's spokesperson!

Regardless of the outcome of this 'war', Morthill's side is already out.

After all, the six spokespersons who participated in the competition have all died!

"Is it Tianshang?"

Among the group of people was a man with a thin figure and a cold face, talking to himself in a low voice.

At the same time, he looked at the place where Liselle's spokesperson was.

An unknown aura exudes from the whole body.

"Zrek, don't you want your dignity just like Chercy?"

Among Lisair's several spokespersons, a man walked out slowly, and the icy aura burst out from his body without giving in.

"Bruno, you better take your words back!"

The man in the black robe squinted his eyes and looked at each other maliciously.

"hey-hey!"

Amidst the sneer, Liselle's followers around Bruno all took a step forward.

Maybe they have conflicts among themselves, but when facing foreign enemies, they are always open to the outside world.

It's not just Liselle's followers.

The same goes for Motthill's spokesmen.

Moreover, compared to the fact that there are only seven spokesmen, six of them have already gone to the battlefield, and Bruno is the only one left, there are as many as fourteen other spokesmen for Mothill.

Undoubtedly occupy an absolute advantage.

Bruno, however, would not back down at all.

Because, at this time, he will no longer represent himself. There is also Lizelle.

In the same way,

And Morthill's spokesmen don't back down.

With swords drawn, battles are imminent.

"Wait, everyone!"

Mordis stepped out of the shadows with a sigh.

Although Mordis knew it would not be an easy task when he accepted the task from His Majesty, he never expected it to be such a cumbersome task.

Six spokespersons under the crown. The friction between them was so frequent, far beyond Mordis' expectation.

Except for the spokesman under the crown of Merdili, all of them entered the 'battlefield' and the spokesperson under the crown of Lionel represented by him, and the spokesperson under the crown of Quentin who was not present.

The remaining three spokespersons under the crown are almost non-stop 'conquering'.

Especially after Lisair's spokesperson was the first to kill Morthill's spokesperson, it became even more chaotic.

But now, this kind of chaos is obviously going to be holy.

after all. The spokesmen under Morthill's crown were wiped out in this 'war'!

Mordis would definitely not want to be involved if he could.

However, thinking of His Majesty's mission, he had no choice but to stand up.

"Mouldis, do you still want to stop it?"

The man named Zirek looked at Mordis. The inexplicable pressure made Mordis tremble all over, but he had to grit his teeth and say: "The rules set by your majesty must be followed!"

There is no way out, even though he was once the Tower Master of the Wizard Tower, Mordis can only stop such a fight in the name of his crown at this time.

Because that's all he can do.

"Of course I will abide by the rules set by Your Majesty. But... that is after the guy in front of me is dealt with—Mother Morthill's honor cannot be underestimated! I don't believe that a newcomer can reach such a level!"

Zirek looked at Bruno and said word by word.

"come!"

Without the slightest fear, Bruno raised his right hand and made a move towards Zirek.

provocative!

No disguised provocation.

The result is, of course, the inevitable pushback.

Zirek disappeared in place.

Bruno sneered, and the power of frost filled the surroundings overwhelmingly. The huge square seemed to be frozen as well.

"Under my 'absolute zero', you will die without a place to die!"

Bruno said as if to pronounce a sentence.

However, the next moment.

A palm appeared in front of him like this, completely ignoring the cold breath, just covering Bruno's face like this.

Chi, chi!

There was a sound like fat being poured into a hot iron pan.

Bruno didn't even howl. It became a piece of rotten wood.

"Offender!"

Amidst a burst of low shouts that resounded through the heavens and the earth, huge power suddenly appeared on Zirek's body.

The spokesperson who just killed Bruno in seconds. It was directly photographed into a blood mist.

"Your Majesty Lizelle!"

Mordis bowed in salute.

The same is true of the surrounding spokesmen.

"snort!"

A stern cold snort came.

"Your Majesty!"

Molthill's spokesmen got down on one knee.

"Your spokesperson, Morthill, disregards the rules!"

There was still a lot of anger in the deep female voice.

"So, he's dead!"

In the awe-inspiring words. Without a trace of emotional fluctuations, the hearts of the spokespersons around him trembled.

Especially Cherxi, the man in black robe who participated in the conflict before, trembled all over his body.

"But, did your subordinates abide by the rules? The person he recruited is actually related to the evil god!"

A dignified voice asked loudly.

"My subordinate was deceived. He has already told me the whole story - you can go after the real murderers!"

A deep female voice answered.

"I go after it?"

The awe-inspiring voice laughed disdainfully.

"Tersey!"

"The subordinates are here!"

"You go to find a sinner named Dean Kenzelgang, he is heinous, I don't want him to continue to live in this world!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Fourteen spokesmen of Morthill answered together.

"So are my orders!"

A cold and deadly voice suddenly sounded.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The remaining 16 spokespersons of Hokdas immediately knelt on one knee and answered.

"Mordis!"

"Your Majesty!"

When the deep and slow voice sounded, Mordis knelt down on one knee.

"You can help them!"

"yes!"

Mordis was taken aback. Such an approach obviously didn't match Lionel's style, but he immediately reacted and bowed down.

After a while, there was no one in the vast square.

Only the torch was left burning fiercely.

"Childish cover-up!"

A word containing a tyrannical and destructive atmosphere flashed away.

...

"You mean you reached the level of 'domain'?"

With the support of Jasmine. Long Lang looked at Dean in surprise.

The same is true for Bronke on the side.

In the contact with Dean and Long Lang, Blanc already knew the meaning of "domain" - although he already had the strength of "domain", but because of the gifted relationship, he wanted to truly display the meaning of "domain". 'The power to come, must rely on the tempering of time, and. It is far inferior to those who really rely on themselves to reach the 'domain'.

"Well, luck!"

Dean nodded.

Dean is not being humble, but telling the truth.

If it wasn't for the fusion of the power of the Mobius projection, he would still be on the 'Way of Slaughter' and would not form a 'domain'!

It is still a very special 'domain'!

"What an enviable fellow!"

Long Lang sighed.

Blank on the side nodded seriously.

"How are you?"

Dean looked at Long Lang with a slight frown.

From the looks of it. At this time, Long Lang seems to be twenty and a half years older, with gray hair and crow's feet around his eyes. Although his general appearance has not changed, it is difficult to connect with his previous appearance.

In Dean's perception, Long Lang was even more unbearable.

If the original Long Lang could be regarded as a torch, then Long Lang at this time is like a candle.

Moreover, it is still the kind that will disappear with the wind at any time.

"not bad!"

"very bad!"

Ryulang and Blanc spoke almost at the same time.

The former is Long Lang himself, and the latter is Blanc.

"Is there a cure?"

Dean naturally looked at Bronke wisely.

"It won't work here. You need to go back to the place of 'Origin', and it's possible with the help of Sir 'Ancient Spirit', but..."

Bronk's words became a little sad when he was halfway through.

The projection of Mobius is entrenched at the entrance of the Land of Origin. There is no way for them to get in.

"There's no need to worry about that!"

Dean said directly.

He witnessed the departure of the Mobius projection. Although there was still a trace of the opponent's breath in the bronze box in front of him, Dean was sure that the opponent had left.

and. It must be hiding.

The high-ranking subordinates are hostile to each other like fire and water.

It is destined that the other party will not stay for long.

Even if Dean doesn't know the strength of those under the crown, but one thing is certain.

The projection of Mobius is absolutely incapable of dealing with those under the crown.

"Mobius is gone. We just need... There are still some things to deal with!"

Dean said, his eyes suddenly looked in one direction. Then, he gestured to Long Lang and Blanc, and disappeared in place.

...

Outside the city of Kaya, in the desert.

Leto was running fast, his face was full of panic.

The reserve, pride, and aloofness of the past have long since disappeared.

All that was left was paleness and fear!

"How is it possible? How is it possible? How is it possible to be so powerful?"

Thinking of the aura that made his whole body stiff and his liver and gallbladder split apart, Leto couldn't help but tremble all over while running.

That was so powerful that he didn't expect it at all!

Facing such strength, he has no power to resist.

You can only choose to surrender!

However, what he did before...

Thinking of this, Leto ran even faster!

As for the people he contacted?

Contribute to his escape!

ps first update~

By the way, how many wedding invitations did everyone receive on November 1?

Decadent took three... Sigh, I'm drunk just thinking about it, I have no contact at all, and when I got married, I suddenly came here, and it would be uncomfortable to go or not...

well! (to be continued)

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