The sacred right side of a certain comic

When the dust settled, what was left on this Siberian snowfield was a burnt mark. The snow on the vast continent melted, and the snow water and the flames merged together, like a sticky slurry. The vegetation within a hundred kilometers radius has been connected. The roots were burnt, and the bare land was exposed to the air. Fireworks were still spitting out from the twisted and cracked gaps, which were densely packed and looked extremely twisted.

After all, most of the energy of the huge bombardment caused by Roy's wave of his hand was absorbed by the imaginary space, and only a small part was leaked on the surface of the planet, completely turning the uninhabited world of Siberia into a forbidden zone for life.

Among the debris, some figures climbed out of the ruins staggeringly. Among these figures were magicians, dead disciples, and clergymen of the church, but the overall number was no longer what it was at the beginning. In comparison, countless ancestors of the Dead Apostles who were feared in this era were buried on the land of Tunguska.

The magicians in the Clock Tower who were farther away were almost all killed and wounded, and only a few survived. This was a huge blow to the society of magicians. You must know that this is half of the elite of the Clock Tower, and Roy Na With an indiscriminate wave of his hand, the clock tower was almost completely annihilated here.

The largest nobleman in the Clock Tower, Bartholomew, who had always looked elegant and arrogant, had his skin almost burned at this time. As the largest nobleman, he also fulfilled his obligations as a nobleman in the impact just now. With a resolute attitude, he stood in front of many magicians and absorbed most of the damage.

The severe pain made it almost difficult for Barthemero to stand still. He knew that all the magic circuits in his body had been burned in the true ether explosion just now, and now he could only survive with the help of the magic seal.

After feeling the magic seal of the Barthemero family, although it was partially damaged, the loss was not big. This is the blessing among misfortunes. This battle is really not a crime of war, but God wants to kill him. Facing that A monster that is not as terrifying as a primate. As the leader of Barthamero, he has done his best to preserve the magic seal.

Looking around, looking at the trembling human figures that can still stand up, every magician is in bad condition. The big explosion just now was not a pure energy bombardment. The true ether contained in it carried a large amount of energy. Mystery and toxicity are the main reasons why magicians suffer heavy losses.

There are almost no magicians left alive, and even fewer of the powerful family members brought by Bartholomew are alive. The good news is that this time, most of the people he brought were because they knew there was a battle. They are all magicians. Although these people are powerful in combat, they will die when they die. The preservation of the monarchs of the Clock Tower gives the entire Clock Tower the possibility of resurrecting. As for the deaths of some famous families, he can only express his feelings. Pity

"We used the fastest speed to recover the magic emblems we could still find, and we quickly left here and returned to the clock tower!"

Barthemero gave the order in a hoarse voice, and at the same time looked cautiously in the direction of Roy. Whether the magicians can evacuate is no longer up to them. If the 'natural disaster' doesn't want them to leave, then they These magicians can only die here without any resistance.

But whether the opponent lets them go or not, magicians can only rely on luck, and whether their own side can escape can still have the initiative.

Magic that can still barely move The masters began to quickly collect the remaining magic engravings on the corpses that could be found. These are the legacies of the major magic families. As long as the magic engravings can be repaired, the magic path will not be cut off. The look of the Lord of the Spiritual Branch Declined, all the gems on his body were broken into pieces. However, because he had too many defensive magic rituals, he was the least injured among the monarchs.

"Enola, are you okay?"

The body of the monarch of Baru Yerreta was swaying. He looked at his daughter with concern. After seeing his daughter just gritting her teeth and shaking her head while standing there in horror, the father finally felt relieved.

"My magic circuit is contaminated, and I can no longer become the monarch of the Creation Department. When I return, I will pass on the magic seal and the monarch's position to you. However, this disastrous defeat will probably be affected by internal conflicts within the family and the entire clock tower after we return. You may have to suffer from the verbal criticism. As for the political system of Clock Tower, those greedy guys don't care about how irresistible natural disasters we encounter. They only care about the final result."

"……This time the Clock Tower suffered a huge defeat, and all the Clock Tower magicians will probably shrink in the next hundred years."

Lord. Baru Yerretta gave a bitter smile, but he knew that the worst one should be Barthelmero. For Barthelmero who advocates perfection, any failure is an absolute humiliation. The current Lord will definitely suffer after returning. Being placed under house arrest by the Bartholomew clan, he was never allowed to see anyone. This was also the reason why Bartholomew fought so hard before, because he knew that even if he returned intact, he would lose everything.

"Father!"

Inolai looked surprised. He didn't expect that his father would actually want to give up the throne. You must know that the current monarch of Balu Yereta is very young among magicians, and her heir is also immature. Under normal circumstances, it would take thirty or forty years, or even fifty or sixty years before Enola could become the monarch.

But now……

"That’s it, Enola! You are the most talented in this generation. Whether it is political skills or magic power, you are qualified to become the monarch of the Creation Department!"

Baru Yerretta interrupted her daughter and said decisively.

……

"You hyena survived!"

Lord. Tremberio, the monarch of all basic departments, looked at a miserable blonde mature woman and said arrogantly and viciously.

"Please call me Edfelt, the most beautiful hyena in the world, Your Majesty!"

The mature woman with almost burnt blond hair raised her head and retorted unfailingly in front of the monarch.

As a magic family that arose during the Renaissance, the Edfeldt family was regarded as a powerful family in the magic world. A nouveau riche, this family quickly rose to prominence during the Industrial Revolution by plundering other families' secrets and rituals. Although their reputation was not very good and they were always called 'hyenas' by magicians, the family's strength was extremely strong. However

, The most beautiful hyena in the world soon became decadent and said with a bitter smile:"……This time the plunder was a complete failure. With the help of the special 'Twin' magic of the Edfeldt family, I shared the damage I suffered with my sister and managed to survive. Lord Tramberio , your current situation is probably even worse."

Seeing this disgusting hyena didn't seem to be sarcastic, but just talking about sympathy for the same disease. Bellantrio was silent for a moment and said truthfully:"……My magic circuit can no longer operate efficiently. When I return, I will inevitably pass on the magic seal to the next generation. With the magic seal peeled off, I probably won’t live long."

After speaking, both of them fell silent.

The magician silently put away the magic seals that could still be found, and then began to leave this land under the leadership of Barthelmero. They walked extremely cautiously, and even I didn't dare to use magic at all, for fear that the terrible 'natural disaster' would look over me.

But I don't know whether it was good luck or the other party didn't care about them as bereaved dogs. The members of the church didn't react at all until they left Siberia. The natural disaster ignored them.

Strangely enough, the church probably suffered heavy losses in the previous big explosion.

"After returning to the Clock Tower, I convened a 'Grand Meeting' in the name of Barthemero. Everyone, this may be the last 'Grand Meeting' in our lives. I hope that all monarchs can participate... in this world , has changed!"

Lord. Bartholomew raised his head and looked at the dark red sky. He was so shocked that even a trace of pride was gone.