A high-level magician frantically "fired" dissociation spells in all directions, leaving ordinary arcanists and mid-level magicians with pale faces and despair spreading.
Suddenly, the pale mist descended, "locking" the high-level magician, containing and "dissolving" the "Dissociation Technique". Then, a deep and gloomy ray penetrated from the fog, hitting the high-level magician. On the magician.
Suddenly, the magic effect on him was lost, and he could no longer use any spells. Even in a state of extreme arrogance and contempt for others, he was slightly stunned. After all, magic was already his instinct!
After being hit by an "anti-magic ray", most magicians will have a similar reaction.
At this time, one spell after another came from all directions, and they cooperated with each other to completely control the high-level magician.
Brooke's order to the mages of the Department of Corrections is to focus on control and sealing while ensuring their own safety. However, if they have rich combat experience and feel that they are in danger, they can kill them directly without fear of being investigated and investigated later. punishment.
Seeing that the crazy mage in front was imprisoned, the middle and low-level magicians who had just been desperate and angry suddenly woke up from their nightmares. They saw figures walking out of the white mist, all of them were members of the Department of Punishment with a black scepter badge hanging on their chests. The team was led by a young man with black hair and brown eyes. He smiled gently at the frightened magicians and said, "Don't worry, there are very few 'infected people' and we have basically eliminated them. But don¡¯t run around in the streets, lest you be accidentally injured by my subordinates.¡±
Hearing this calm and generous voice, the nearby middle and low-level magicians relaxed a little, and looked at the distance. They saw that the previously burning magic tower had been extinguished, and only bursts of black smoke came out, and the sound of explosions , the screams gradually subsided.
After the young man left, a low-level magician asked for confirmation: "Mr. Yurisian?"
"Yes, that's him. It seems that the 'infected' are indeed under control!" The mid-level magician next to him let out a real breath.
Yurisian is an anomaly among magicians. The arcanist who has received the highest honors such as the Silver Moon Medal actually chose to join the Affairs Committee instead of the Arcane Review Committee, and is still fighting on the front line of the Punishment Department, but he is also Because of this, he is considered one of the people with the greatest voice and real power in the affairs committee, so he will not get false information.
The low-level magician who asked was obviously relieved: "This is also normal. Except for Lord Laventi and others who guard the major branches, the other legendary Lords have returned. These 'infected people' cannot cause much harm."
He doesn¡¯t believe that legendary magicians can also be infected.
The mid-level magician who answered him nodded in agreement, but immediately remembered something and pointed to the sky with a wry smile: "What we have here are just some minor troubles, the real danger is there."
"If the Speaker cannot stop Viken, we"
For a moment, the atmosphere that had just improved became quiet and depressing again. All the magicians present raised their heads and looked at the battle in mid-air. The outcome there would determine the fate of the entire world, and there was nothing they and others could do.
Although this situation is cruel, as a few people determine the future of most people, it is an indisputable fact, and it is especially obvious because the strength belongs to oneself. This is not the arcane field, it is not a magician who can "defeat" a legendary magician with a burst of genius and inspiration. Even a genius like Mr. Evans took more than ten years to catch up with the sky. The difference between those few.
As the chaos gradually subsided, more and more magicians in the "Sky City" began to pay attention to the battle in the "High Altitude". Heidi was like this, Annick was like this, Samantha was like this, Felipe was like this , "Absolute Defense" Atuman is also like this.
Only "Hand of Annihilation" Oliver and "Prophet" Begna are hurriedly teleporting to the 34th floor of Arlinge Magic Tower, preparing to assist Brooke in dealing with the demonized Melmoth.
They are not doubting Brook's strength. Even if he fights one-on-one with Melmoth, Brooke will not be at a disadvantage. Now Melmoth only comes with the help of body projection and briefly exerts his legendary peak strength. Brooke With the help of Alin'e Mysuo, it won't be too difficult to defeat him.
The only problem is that the battle must be resolved as soon as possible, or the battlefield must be opened into the demiplane, so as not to cause huge losses to Arlinge - although there is protection from the Mystic Lock, this is an explosion from the inside out, and the Mystic Lock may not be able to completely Take it upon yourself.
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In the Third General School.
Ali and others hid in the classroom tremblingly,A giant "devil" brandished a long sword, chasing down some of the school teachers and guards who immediately organized a defense - some of them were magicians or magic apprentices, some were retired soldiers, and some specialized in teaching combat. And the knight teacher of the knight code, although the level is not too high, it is enough to withstand for a while.
Looking at the twisted face and red eyes of the "devil", Ali felt a burst of fear from the bottom of his heart. What's going on? Why does this happen?
Amidst the fear, he admired and envied those teachers who could cast magic or use the power of blood to protect themselves. This was the "essential ability" stripped of all externalities, just like the knowledge he had learned.
Waves of frightened screams kept ringing in the "teaching building", which made Ali and others unable to relieve their tension. The entire atmosphere was like a warehouse filled with alchemical explosives, just waiting for a spark to appear.
boom!
A huge crash came, and Ali and others were shocked to see the devil, who was getting stronger and more and more suppressing the teachers, falling to the ground, twitching and falling apart.
"What kind of attack is this?"
"The rescue knights are here?"
As the screams came out, Ali saw a group of knights in full armor coming in an aircraft in the distance, and the blond man standing at the front of the large aircraft was holding a thick-barreled long gun with a muzzle. There is obvious electric light.
"Dear students, I am John Wellesley, captain of the Knights of the Sword of Truth. Don't panic. The situation has been brought under control. Next, we will take over the security protection of the nearby area and gradually eliminate the remaining infected people. , please don¡¯t panic and don¡¯t run around.¡±
When he said this, John's voice was a little trembling. There was nothing he could do about it. In order to stabilize the situation and people's hearts as quickly as possible and avoid the accumulation of negative emotions, he just used a high-end electromagnetic gun directly, which temporarily gave him some control. Don¡¯t live in your body.
But even though his voice was slightly trembling, it was like a "psalm" in the ears of Ali and others. Many people burst into tears, expelling emotions such as fear, fear, and hatred with tears.
Ali slumped down along the wall. It was really dangerous just now, and now there is a corpse lying in his classroom! If today's class hadn't been about magic, the teacher would have killed the infected classmate immediately and replaced him with a music class and a noble etiquette class. The consequences would have been disastrous.
Noble etiquette, nobility He suddenly thought of Jane, and became extremely nervous. What happened to Mills School? Is Jane okay?
The more he thought about it, the more worried he became. Even though he knew that the defense of Mills School was many times better than his own, he still couldn't control his worry.
It¡¯s dangerous to run out, and it¡¯s dangerous to live on the street While struggling and hesitating in his heart, Ali stood up suddenly and was about to run to Mills School.
Suddenly, a figure jumped in front of him from mid-air, stretched out his sword to stop him: "Where are you going?"
This is treating him as an "infected person".
Looking at the knight in front of him, Ali hesitated and then decided to speak frankly: "Mr. Knight, I have a friend at Mills School, and I want to confirm her safety."
The knight frowned slightly: "The 'infected people' in Mills School have been eliminated. Since most of the teachers are of high strength, there have been no innocent casualties."
Hearing these words, Ali almost collapsed again and realized what it means to survive a disaster. Anyway, he did not believe that a kind-hearted girl like Jane would become an infected person.
At this time, John entered the Academic Affairs Office and turned on the broadcast.
"Dear friends, this is the 'Voice of Mystery'. I will report to you the situation in Arlinge, Rentat and other places" "Nightingale" Louise was temporarily assigned this important task of stabilizing people's hearts.
"Lord Laventi is guarding the Royal Magic Tower of Holm, and Lord Maurice is heading to Nexor Palace to open a defensive circle to help Her Majesty the Queen"
"The report from Mills School was provided by Jane, a trainee radio station staff member. She also told all her friends who knew her that she was safe and there was no need to worry. She also asked her friends to call XXXXXX"
Ali was completely relieved now. He turned his eyes to the sky, looked at the battle scene that was more bizarre than imagined, and prayed silently in his heart: "Great God of Truth, Emperor of Arcane, Atomic Control, please be sure to bless things. Development in a good direction"
His prayers and hopes abound in Lentat.
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"Ancient Hell".
"Lost souls and rays of light of different colors "come" inThe ancient demons such as "arrogance", "greed" and "hypocrisy" were absorbed into the body, making them grow taller and taller, and gradually gained a sense of substance.
"You're dead!" The hateful demon looked at Lucien and said with a ferocious smile.
Lucien, who had been wondering what had happened, suddenly raised his head, and those deep and bottomless eyes made the irritable hateful demon subconsciously close his mouth. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)