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"stop!"

Grimm screamed.

"I will surrender the water of the source, and I will retreat directly. This is still your world..."

"Imagine...you are the intruder!" The magic pod rubbed against the blade and made a strange sound: "I will tear you into pieces and use it to water my endless wells!"

"Then it will be a dead battle!"

Being irritated by the ignorance of the magic pod, Grem screamed and turned into a flame giant with a body size of more than ten meters. The whole body was entangled and wrapped in the golden flame of the sky, and the hands were tightly held. A huge fireball that thundered the flames of the group.

Although the flame giant is still inferior to the magic pods of three or four hundred meters in size, but the horror power of burning the sea is more than the same. Especially when Glim sizzled and angered, the horrible flames of several meters long spewed in his eyes and mouth, and it was even more like a **** of fire, and his anger appeared.

Even with the sternness and loneliness of the magic pod, it is impossible to feel the tremor of the spirit.

Silent, the shadow behind the magic pod is boiling and the atmosphere bursts. The strange body of the Shadow Magic slowly emerges from the darkness, and the scarlet mechanical eyes stare at each other coldly.

It can be seen that once the war breaks out again, the three ‘people’ are definitely not dead, and they have to separate the end of life and death!

Grim, the avatar of the Inflammatory Giant, and the shadow of the ghost assassin-like shadows, the heart of the magic pod is also uneasy. Although it has a 70% confidence to deal with the two people in front, but ... 70% is only 70% after all, it still has 30% of the possibility of dying under the attack of two people.

For a long-lived 4th-order powerhouse, the mortality rate of 30% is already high enough...

"These raw waters are made by the water source of nearly 20% of the wetland marshes. It is also the guarantee for me to advance to the 5th order. You don't want to get the points..." The magic pod shakes the stalks violently. The 100-meter body squirmed like a snake.

Although its tone is still cold and blunt, the attitude has obviously softened a bit.

"We won't take away all of your source water... as long as one-third is enough!" Glim held the increasingly violent blazing fireball in his hands and continued to maintain a terrible pressure: "Anyway As long as you are here, the swamp wetland gang guys can't drive you away. At that time, you have a way to slowly collect the wetland water and life, which is much better than today and we are here!"

"Hey, bastard... You don't even know how hard it is to collect water here. I have the current situation, but it took more than four hundred years to reach it, but you want to go 1/3." ...this is a delusion!"

"Then we only have 1/4 head office? You don't think that the value of our two 4th order is better than the 1/4 source water!"

"No, too much! Give you 1/4, my own strength improvement will encounter problems..."

"Then 1/5... can't be less! If you don't even agree on 1/5, then we have to..." Here, the blazing fireball in Grimm's hand has turned from red to golden. The violent flame energy inside is so heart-wrenching.

The magic pod did not answer, but with a keen mental perception quietly observed the changes in the expression of the two.

It is a pity that one is the body of the magical weapon, and the other is the old traitor of Grim. Any one who talks about bargaining and bargaining is an expert, and it is not comparable to the rookie of this fascinating.

Finally, under the extreme threat of force, the three men barely reached some agreements.

Glim took out nearly a million magic crystals and a large number of wizarding resources unique to the wizarding world, and only one-fifth of the source water was exchanged from the magic pod. The initial estimate is 750 grams, and Alice only needs 500 grams to save lives.

Therefore, Grimm can still do some special research for the remaining 250 grams!

If Grimm has a small material plane on hand, then the 250 grams of source water can be integrated into it, and it will immediately make the small plane two or three rivers that stretch for thousands of kilometers and have abundant water.

This is actually the true meaning of the existence of the source of water!

............

The periphery of the magical spores.

The violent earthquake has lasted for half a day.

Just as everyone was watching, the mountain where the sacred shrine was located collapsed and collapsed in a horrible bang. The dust and the rolling earth fog poured over the entire mountain.

In a mushroom forest near the spore forest, eight dwarf spores were on their toes, hiding in a pile of moss and looking into the distance.

Everything that happened in the holy land of the sinus, they naturally look in the eyes.

But with their weak strength, it is obviously not enough to participate in this terrible battle!

"Uncle, is our choice right or wrong this time? The princess has changed..."

"Yeah, Uncle Naru, the princess has become a human wizard. She...she will treat us like she used to?"

The devil's head is the shortest, the oldest one, caressing that he has some withered submandibular roots, and sighs: "The fate of our devil spore family is like this, forever obeying the strong! The devil spores must be changed, we will stay here, and the fate may not be too good."

"So what about the princess? Is she already standing firm in the outside world, she... can she protect us?" A slightly younger spore couldn't help but mutter.

However, waiting for Naru to answer, a clear and fluent male voice suddenly sounded behind them.

"If Emeria guarantees that you still don't believe it, then you should always believe in a 4th-level wizard!"

Suddenly heard the voices of outsiders, several people with splendid eyes were scared and pale, and looked back with trepidation.

They discovered that I don’t know when a human male wizard wearing a red robe and a handcuffed wand is standing behind them. And the human wizard's side stood quietly, that is, the Princess Emerald, who is constantly mentioned in their mouths.

As for the unremarkable Remy at the corner, nobody cares.

"Princess, you can escape from the Holy Land... You, haven't you met Faunsen there? Thank goodness, you can escape really fast, otherwise you will not escape the clutch of Fainson. You see Look, that Faunson was on fire, and even the Holy Lands were falling..."

Listening to the shackles of Naruna, Emeriya interrupted it without any anger.

"Nalu, don't be there, come over and meet Grim! He, but my current owner is the grown-up... The owner of the family has just come out of the magical spore, the Farnson has been killed by him! Even the Holy Land is also destroyed by him..."

After listening to the words of Emeriya, several people of the spores couldn't help but take a breath, and looked into Grimm's eyes full of admiration and awe. Especially when their eyes fell on the wilted head hanging on the grim's belt, it was even more frightening and a look of uneasiness.

Human head... That is the head of the devil's patriarch Faunsen!

Although the skull has been deformed, but the strange skin color, the eyebrows of the eye, is the familiar Faunsen.

With this human testimony, several spores no longer dared to doubt the points, one by one softly crouching on the ground, simply did not dare to look directly at the magical atmosphere of Grim.

"You stay with them and wait for me to return. Remy will protect you!" Glim did not pay attention to a few spores, but directed Emerald.

"Homeowner, don't we need to leave right away? You...what is this going?" Emeria asked in surprise.

“Account!” Glim gnashed his teeth: “I still have a batch of accounts to collect here...”

After saying nothing, I left the mushroom forest without returning my head.

............

Two days later.

The Wizarding World, the tower of fate.

The white light in the transmission array overflowed, and it took half a quarter of an hour to complete the ultra-long-range trans-plane transmission.

When the white light slowly dissipated, Glim, Emeriya and Remy, as well as eight strange figures of different heights appeared in the transmission array.

"You can count it back... Yes, have you brought back the water of the source?" He was worried that the elf Helen, who was waiting in front of the transmission line, flew to Grimm in front of him, unable to hold the spiral and whistling. In the middle is a trembling with a touch.

Glim did not speak, but took a flat wooden pot from the belt and shook it gently. There was a clear sound of water in it.

"Get it back... just get it back..." Little Helen’s words were filled with a cry: "Alice’s life is running out. The time toxin seems to be accelerating..."

"How is this kind of thing used?" Glim said awkwardly.

"Give us the peace of mind! The necessary ritual items are ready, just waiting for you to bring back the water of the source... Let's go, we will start right away..."

After a while, the towering destiny for a period of time suddenly and brilliantly, a milky white singular light column pierced the haze over the keel wilderness, and picked up a strange and magical starlike glory from the sky.

Immediately, the mysterious and mysterious fate of the long river looming over the tower of destiny, from which there are countless stars shining brightly, aiming at the tower of fate.

At the moment of the fall of the stars, a tall and beautiful witch appeared and opened her arms, letting these stars fall into her body.

As the stars fall more and more, the more and more dense, the more beautiful the figure of this beautiful witch.

Finally, when the fate of the river slowly disappeared, the beautiful witch turned around, and on the body of up to a kilometer, the beauty of a pair of stars and rivers burst into a fascinating brilliance...