In a piece of rubble.

A couple of wizards climbed up from it.

There was a coughing sound.

They looked up.

The tall gates are gone.

Instead, there was a huge pothole.

"This ......"

All three looked incredulous.

I never thought that the explosion just now would have such ~ great power.

But in addition to the shock, there is endless ecstasy.

Because they found that the restrictions were gone!

Forbidden Sky Magic, Phantom Shift Forbidden Magic, and Forbidden Magic are all gone!

This means......

Several wizards glanced at each other, and without the slightest hesitation, the phantom moved away from the place.

What happened tonight had already made them chill.

Even the opportunities that might lie in that huge hole didn't get them excited.

They just want to get out of this place as soon as possible!

There are many other wizards who think the same way.

After discovering that the magic was gone, the wizards were ecstatic one by one.

Disappeared here.

"President, whatever?"

A black-robed man looked at the vanishing wizards with reluctance.

"How?"

Jones turned to look at the man.

Said lightly to the empty mid-air:

"Did you say Nicol?"

There was no movement in mid-air.

But under Jones's dead gaze, the air seemed to surge like water waves.

An old man in a blue robe walked out of the waves with a faint smile.

There was also an old man standing beside him, and when he looked closely, it was Matthew.

"Was that what you were for? Jones?

A deity?

That's a lot of money!"

"What kind of skill am I! You're the one who is bold!

In order to know our plans, even this potions genius Foley was willing to send it up the mountain.

Not to mention, our plan was almost ruined by you!"

Jones said with the same smile.

As if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

"What the hell are you trying to do!"

Nicol looked at Jones with anger.

"I don't want to do anything, I just want to study what this god is. "

Jones spoke of the gods in the same tone as if he were talking about the weather or not today.

"I guess you're curious about the gods, too!

How about splitting half of your body?

But we have to guarantee life, so we can only give you an arm or a leg or something, what do you think?"

Nicol's expression looked a little tangled.

Jones, on the other hand, was very indifferent.

For a long time, Nicol took a deep breath.

"I have one more condition! You are not allowed to hurt the people in the city!"

"No problem!"

Jones readily agreed.

"Let's go and see the state of the god first, if we die, it will be wasted.

After all, he's still important to us.

Remember to come over as soon as possible, or your body won't be fresh in a while!"

Smiling, Jones left with his men.

On the empty Moon Mountain, only Nicol and Matthew were left.

"Why don't you ...... it?"

"Why don't you stop it? You or me? There are so many wizards on the other side that I can't handle......!

Nicol turned his gaze to Matthew.

"Do you think that even if we win, will the surviving wizards not be harmed?

Won't the angry tantric societies vent their anger on those people?

Most of them are wizards from our continent. "

After listening to Nicola May's words, Matthew was silent.

Nicol was right.

Annoyed and angry, it is really possible for those people to do such a thing.

patted Matthew's shoulder and sighed: (Read the violent novel, go to the Feilu Novel Network!)

"It's already the best result.

Aside from the heavy losses in the Black Continent, we were largely unaffected. As for those Wagadou wizards who died......

It's better than letting our people go.

Too few of our people came. If Dumbledore had been here, I might have been able to match up with these Esoteric fellows.

But in the case of just the two of us, it's better to be honest. []

Alright, go get our loot.

Maybe the body of the gods can really give us some new magic.

Maybe the people of the Esoteric Order thought the same way. "

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Looking at Nicol as he left, Matthew sighed but eventually followed.

Huge potholes.

Chuck was breathing heavily.

And a group of wizards in black robes walked up to him.

Chuck looked through the only remaining eye.

It's the sorcerers who summon themselves.

"Help me recover...... I give you ...... Strength!"

Hoarse, Chuck uttered his request.

Didn't he believe that these wizards saved themselves for that power?

After hesitating for a moment, he took a rare softness again:

"I promise your cooperation!"

In his opinion, he is already full of sincerity at this moment.

Who knew that the other party actually sneered.

Shook his head.

"You're wrong! Now the conditions have changed! We want you to surrender!"

"Roar!

Even Chuck, who was weak at the moment, sat up angrily because of Jones's words.

Even this movement caused his body, which had already begun to heal, to begin to crumble.

Once again, bright red flesh was revealed.

But he still did not give in.

"I'm a god!

You are provoking the dignity of a god!"

"Oh, but I'm sorry!

You don't have a choice!

Gods?

It's ridiculous!"

With a swing of his wand, he slashed off the arms that supported Chuck's torso.

Only a thud was heard.

The other party fell to the ground again.

A roar of pain came from his throat.

But the arm was still on him.

Jones's spell left only a wound that was neither deep nor shallow.

"Bugs! Despicable bugs! Despicable wizards!"

Chuck roared.

But Jones didn't care.

Instead, he looked at him with surprise in his eyes.

"The body of the god is so powerful! My spell can't cut off your arm?

It seems that the bones are indeed powerful!

It's a great subject!"

Then spell after spell was released from Jones's wand.

And the huge pit also resounded with a burst of curses accompanied by wailing.

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