In the woods, birds flew in shock. In the woods dozens of miles away from Condal, Lucy's death scythe was looking back towards Condal and sighed softly. The frowning expression made her look delicate and delicate, like a beautiful fairy falling into the world. I am afraid that any man would not help but want to hug her in his arms and take care of her carefully, so as not to be hurt by the filthy world. However, beside this fairy, the mottled woods of the setting sun were covered with blood and flesh. These people were once warriors with great power. In the human world, any one could make a great reputation. However, not long ago, she was chased by Condal all the way to this, and now less than one-third of them have escaped.

It's a headache. Condal's affairs are ahead of schedule. Hey, I'm just a executioner. It's enough to take action based on the elders' decisions. How could I get to the same situation as a nanny now...

After taking a few steps towards Condal, the Death Scythe danced wildly in her hand. In an instant, countless purple-black sword auras slashed out into the cracks in all directions. From above, a magnificent and cold purple-black flower instantly bloomed in the woods. A little bit of bright green exploded in a certain place that the petals blocked the sword aura. After blocking the sword aura, the green afterimage dragged out a long belt of light and quickly moved away from the range of the terrifying sword aura, as if the green branches and stems on the flower were green.

"Hammer of the Wasteland...can you run away!"

Two figures were chasing and fleeing in the woods one by one. But what was shocking was that Lucini, who had always been known for her speed and agility, could only stick closely behind the other person. The speed of getting closer... was very slow.

In the world after waking up, it was the first time that she had met someone who could compare with her speed. A cold smile appeared on the corner of Lucini's mouth. Just as she was about to speed up again, a harsh illusion like a fierce yellow sand hit her face. With a wave of the death scythe, she was about to break the obstacle directly, but the next moment, she suddenly stopped in mid-air and let the illusion pounce on her. Then she disappeared.

So that's it. Are there any conflicts among the orcs? I'll let you go this time...

After a moment of thought, she smiled coldly at the front and turned away. Behind a huge rock at the foot of Cuilu Mountain not far away, the energetic long-legged girl showed her head cutely and carefully, and then patted her chest with lingering fear: "It's so scary, so scary, that beautiful sister is so amazing, fortunately she left. Uncle Mintel, thank you."

"The patriarch doesn't need to thank me. She decided not to chase after the land. If she hadn't seen that we had conflicts with Adrian, the executioner would never delay doing things. I'm afraid that most of our strength would be lost today."

"Yeah..." the girl nodded, "Be careful in the future. Be far away from this beautiful sister when doing things. When we see her, we will avoid it. But if we have the chance... no matter how much the price we pay, we must get rid of her..."

She paused: "Then, let's go and see the way the Tower of Heaven is now!"

At this moment, Condal looked down from above the sky. It was shrouded in an extremely huge magic circle. Belts of light spread from the ground, with triangles, four sides, five stars, six lights, rings, and various patterns magically distributed. The ancient spells exuded indescribable power in the air. The magic circle rushed out of the surface, covered the mountains, and continued to extend to the surrounding foothills. Some wizards who pursued magic knowledge for their whole lives had kneeled down almost on the spot. Of course, more people were trying their best to reach the commanding heights, trying to see the full picture of this magical formation.

Seeing Catherine staring at him with a burning look and trying to kill someone, Vincent quickly shut up. Catherine turned around and smiled: "I found that when people are too close, they will suddenly become out of sight. There is no reason to keep the geography. They will go further and further..." She took a deep breath. "But even if I care about him, I can't compare to the country of Atroca..."

"Maybe it the other way around?"

After hearing this, Catherine's eyes were slightly cold. When she looked at Vincent, she saw that the other party had already put on a golden mask, and all her expressions were hidden behind the mask.

"Okay, actually, I've said that killing all people is not a good way. It will be troublesome to drive them away, but it will always be solved later... Of course, I don't care. As long as you say it, you can go down and kill all people. But you have to weigh the matter for Al. I made an appointment with him to travel around the world. One day, we will come back to see you."

During the time when the two of them were talking on the tower, the center of the magic circle was already bloody. The killer, the killed, some people who were too close to the battle circle were often affected by hysterical people, making the impact of the fight expand like a whirlpool. Some people who entered the pit began to look for possible treasures, and at the same time fought with other people who entered the pit. The fighting spirit and magic intertwined, scattered the soil, leveled the huge rocks, and the pit became deeper, and the blood had dyed everything red.

Seeing the chaos ahead, the people behind also had the intention of retreating. Everyone is not a fool. No matter what, once they are pulled into this battle, no one will survive to the end. However, even if they retreat and want to leave, there is no one.

Soon, the slight vibration of the earth began to become more violent, and the magic energy gushed out from the Butterfly Palace's earth veins began to become thicker, and then the center point of the magic position began to collapse!

First of all, the people in the pit were swallowed by dazzling magic light without exception. Then, the land on the edge began to crack, and large areas of magic light shone out from the bottom layer. The fighting and the onlookers were stunned. Some of the two were still divided by the light during the fight. Then, the soil layer near the side of the pit collapsed. Some of the power was strong enough to adapt to the situation and flew out and escaped the bad luck of being swallowed. Some people could not escape the turbulence of energy, and fell into the light like that, and were crushed into pieces by the high concentration of magic power in the Butterfly Palace Earth Vein.

Everyone started to escape!

Looking from the direction of the tower, a spring that swallows energy appears in the center of the magic circle. In the dazzling light, the power rotates and expands. When the spring expands to the place demarcated by the first layer of the magic circle, the vibration of the earth finally stops. The sun disappears in the mountains to the west, and the roaring magic energy is gradually becoming pure and transparent. The spring looks like a crater, and various dazzling magic lights fly into the sky from here. In the energy flow, many beautiful elves emitting light like butterflies continue to dissipate during the release of their power. The magnificent magic light column is like a giant funnel, heading straight into the sky, swallowing and spitting amazing energy.

Below the spring is a magical source like a vast ocean. They are liquids formed by highly compressed energy. They are just evaporated and can form such wonders in the sky. More things still flow along the gaps at the bottom to the unknown direction for thousands of years.

This is the power of the Dark Butterfly Palace!

Almost everyone was shocked by the scene in front of him and couldn't speak.

Due to the powerful interference of magic power, many magicians have lost their ability to fly at this time. However, as the demon-eating body, Tang Yi felt that more and more magic power could be controlled by him, especially as time passed, a certain aura echoed by the Death Prayer Bone Flute became stronger and stronger. The magic power penetrated into his body in a slight sense, and that feeling seemed to be combined with the heaven and earth.

Sure enough, the things created by the Deep Blue Clan can echo. The transformation of the giant god weapon brings a demon-eating body that can control magic power and better physical fitness. The demon-eating body can control the magic power of the Butterfly Palace. After the physical fitness is enhanced, it can practice the invincible doomsday war art. At that time, it is as if magic and martial arts are cultivated to the extreme. The laws of the underworld find out the laws of the movement between heaven and earth, and break the enemy with nature. The eyes of the real world actively discover all flaws, echoing the laws of the underworld, and reaching perfection. What magic will be there after this? If all this is ultimately attributed to a person, wouldn’t he be equivalent to... God?

Tens of thousands of people stood in this wonder that made all creatures hold their breath for a long time. The sunlight gradually disappeared under the foothills of the west. Countless butterfly-shaped elves rushing into the sky from the ground to embellish the space into a dreamy blue scene. What surprised everyone was that a few butterfly-like elves would actually leave the edge of the funnel halfway and fly to a young magician in the distance in the air. The light balls of these creatures surround the boy's body, like the king surrounding them. However, after a moment of spinning, the elves dissipated, and then, new light spots flew over.

This magician should be very strong and definitely a genius. This is the idea of ​​most bystanders, because when other magicians are suppressed, he can actually guide the magic power to strengthen his own strength. This is definitely a different way to gather magic power.

Just as everyone's suspicion and evaluation, golden spots of light began to appear regularly above the magic spring. They gradually formed a solemn and majestic three-dimensional architectural drawing in the magic torrent according to the predetermined trajectory a thousand and eight hundred years ago.

At the same time, the magic power below the spring was disturbed, and a strange pulsation passed through the earth veins and launched an impact on a place in the mountains thousands of miles away.
Chapter completed!