"Tower...Tower..." The sound of powerful footsteps came from the rocks. The golden boots stepped firmly and vigorously on the stone slab. Miro touched his long red nails and walked step by step to Alubio. This silver saint, who was comparable to gold, was still upright as before. However, the wind stopped, the chains were no longer rotating, and his bright eyes could no longer give off a terrifying look.

Miro took a step forward and poked out half of his figure, his eyes stayed on Alubio's back. A bright red rose thrived in this blooming season with blood as raw material, and the petals faded from the blood-red light.

Miro reached out his hand, his bright nails were so dazzling under the reflection of the sun. He gently pulled out the rose, and a rainbow spewed out of Alubio's back. The red rainbow accompanied the burly man. At this moment, he seemed to have lost his soul and fell down with a plop.

The opponent's death did not attract Miro's attention. He was more interested in looking at the rose in his hand. The branches of the petals still had a blue-white devouring breath. It absorbed vitality, but also overdrawd the rose's last vitality.

Miro squinted the corner of his mouth, snorted lightly, and threw it away casually. Some petals fell to the room. The rose burned with blue and white fireworks in the air and fell to the ground. The remaining flames swayed Miro's gradually blurred figure until the figure disappeared and the fireworks went out.

Only a few petals were left on the cliff, and there was also the abandoned warrior, Yalubio.

The battle at the mountain peak has ended, but the war still spread throughout the island, and the beacon is still there. On the beach, the intertwined black skirts are dotted with red patterns. The breeze is light, the skirt is fluttering, and the two black silks are swaying in the sun. From the cracks of the crossed legs, you can see the soldiers scattered on the beach, and there are broken armor on the sand.

The black leather boots stopped stepping, and the two tall figures stopped swaying. Under the light of the beach, there were Mai Zhuo and Weiss, who were concentrated in the eight heroes of the heavens.

"Jenny, go quickly." A bronze saint who stood up from the beach and gasped was determined.

"I can't leave my comrades behind." A figure slowly climbed up behind the man. The green saint clothes no longer had the glory of the past. The golden silk with long hair and waist was now messy like a ball of seaweed. The blue eyes were like the sea and sky. A kind of toughness actually revealed in their weak eyes. "The chameleon bronze saint will never retreat."

"Look at this scene of life and death, this kind of helpless emotion has always been like this, and there is no new tricks." Mai Zhuo had an intoxicated expression and licked the blood of someone on his fingers. His eyes were blurred like a woman who fell in love, and he said to the blond girl intently.

"I have already thought of a good idea." A buzzing sound was made under Kuiwei's figure.

"Can you defeat them?" Jenny asked innocently, staring at her back, which seemed to be able to block the wind and rain.

"No, I can hold them back for a minute..." Then the man felt a little embarrassed and changed his words in an instant, "Thirty seconds, or ten seconds, no more..."

"Hahaha..." Mai Zhuo on the opposite side finally couldn't help laughing, "Don't say you are honest and honest, you are still quite loving."

While Mai Zhuo covered his mouth and chuckled, the male soldier suddenly threw out the chain in his hand. It was a weapon passed down from generation to generation by Fairy Island.

"Sheep are sheep, after all, they are the things in the belly of lions and tigers. Dealing with these stubborn darkness is the definition of our existence by that adult." Weiss, who was beside him, grabbed her brown hair, revealed a pair of greedy and aggressive eyes, and turned her head slightly, making people unable to see her wild appearance. She stretched out her right hand, ran her five fingers, and a red light suddenly flashed in her palm.

For a moment, the red light shone on the beach, and in a moment the light quickly contracted and gathered on the surface of the woman's body. Weiss seemed to be stimulated by an unknown pleasure, and her whole body was completely stretched out, spreading her arms, her body backward, and her knees forward. The wild peaks seemed to be about to break through the constraints of the red tight clothes on her chest.

"The Gate of Heaven!" A red lightning flashed out between the light and darkness of the heaven and earth, crossing through it.

A ray of light flashed in Mai Zhuo's lazy eyes, as quiet as a virgin as if moving as a rabbit, and as if it was thunderous, it came first, and it actually surpassed Weisi, who initiated the killing.

At the end of the shore, the sea water rises and falls, and the blood-red color gradually invades the sky blue.

"Why should I save her?" Wei Si tilted her head and squinted her eyes and looked back, with a trace of dangerous aura revealed in the cracks of her eyes.

Mai Zhuo behind him was spreading his slim figure to the fullest. He strangled Jenny's throat with one hand, and stood straight before he lifted the female warrior high. Fortunately, Mai Zhuo was tall and had long legs to make such a move. However, listening to Weisi's words proved that the female warrior was not dead yet. Mai Zhuo chuckled and turned his head, "You can catch a big fish with a long line. Don't you want to pull a few more big people into the water?"

Wei Si's slightly narrowed eyes were as curved as crescent moons. After a while, her leisurely and trembling voice came, "This kind of world will be more exciting."

It seems like depression and waiting for a long time...

Sicily, Louis Manor. The back garden with lush grass and willows.

A row of bodyguards neatly unify black clothes form a parallel line with the bottom of the villa building.

"Carmen, the character you arranged for me... His life story sounds like a hero's biography." Lying on the long chair, Dismusk looked at the profile of the character in his hand and frowned, "But why doesn't this person look like a hero."

Dismusk put down the information, stood up and looked at the wizard who was tied up with a rag in his mouth and begging for mercy.

Carmen wiped the non-existent sweat in front of his head. He did not expect that Mr. Gidro Lohart, a wizard with a little fame and honor, was a squatter. When he received the Godfather's order to go to the Hogwarts Magic School and needed to arrange an identity. He did his best to collect some wizard information on the European continent, and wanted Li Daitao Zombie to replace an existing wizard to go to the magic school so that Hogwarts would not be suspicious of Hogwarts; and in the selection of wizards, he should also try to eliminate those famous and well-known wizards, and the unknown wizards did not conform to the identity of the godfather.

After searching, a name and deeds finally entered Carmen's vision. They are famous and have a status, but rarely show their faces. What's important is that the wizard's self-promotion claims to be a heroic character. After Carmen thought about it, he always felt that this character was very suitable for his godfather, hero, and positive character...

When Carmen was still feeling uncomfortable, the sound of high heels touching the ground gradually came. One of the black party giants, Amelia, was wearing a brown windbreaker, swaying her figure, and walking step by step on black boots.

"Master, these are some magic props from Gidro Lohart, and the invitation to the teacher of the Dark Magic Defense of the Hogwarts Magic School, as well as lesson preparation materials."

Dismusk didn't raise his head, but just shook his hand behind him. A figure quickly came and put away the information. His graceful figure was clearly the female vampire Jian who had just joined the gang.

"Is she okay?" After a while of silence, Dismusk asked without any end.

Amelia knew who the master was concerned about and replied softly, "Everything is fine after the little master comes back, but she is much silent."

Dismusk stood up, turned around, and looked at the second floor of the villa. By chance, a small figure was also looking down at the window, and his eyes flashed slightly and then disappeared. When Dismusk blinked and looked again, there was no one there.

"She is still hating me." Dismusk withdrew his gaze and sighed softly in his heart. He bent down and picked up the suit that fell on the bench, put it on his upright posture, and said.

"Jane and Alice prepare the items, we're going to spend some time at Hogwarts Magic School."
Chapter completed!