Chapter 96, the Shield's style

The dying Chris, while feeling the dozens of tentacles of the multi-headed Kileka, ignoring their corrosive blood, getting tighter and tighter, even blending with themselves in the dissolution, while looking at the opposite gate, sigh Road: "Why can't you even avoid your speed!"

"I don't know," Simon struggled frantically, only to find that his hands and feet did not listen at all: "I feel completely out of control, like I sent it myself..."

The tentacle rolled the two people and sent them to the owner's body. Only the blood magician sighed: "Thank you for not jumping up and down... I can have a good meal."

Chris and Simon are slightly shocked.

"You know," the blood magician smiled. "After the **** shot of the dwarves, I was a little weak."

Under the fear of Chris and Simon, the blood magician gently said the last two words:

"Need a supply."

The next moment, the blood magician extended his hands and smiled and put on their faces.

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"Absolutely not!" Cortina's face is dignified: "This black scorpion is named after the name of the **** of the night. - Why do you think that prisoners detained by the gods will be safer than the blood magician? ”

"Of course, it turns into dozens of slimy, moving pieces," Serena said sarcastically. "It's safe."

Taylors bowed his head, but suddenly there was a voice behind him.

"So, who is this inside?" A gentle voice came from behind them.

The three men trembled together and turned back.

I saw the blood magician standing on the tentacles composed of a broken limb and blood, and looked at them with a smile.

Thales resisted not to touch the hands, those squirming, disgusting limbs and broken organs and various organs, then they felt the flashing on both sides!

"Hey!" Taylors watched as the two of the sisters left, only to have a word.

But he was shocked to see that Cortina and Serena shivered together, and the two jumped out of the black and uncontrollably toward the tentacles under the feet of the magician.

"What happened! What did you do to me?"

Cortina trembled step by step, and fell into the blood hole of the tentacle with horror and anger: "What about the gate?"

"Idiot, isn't this obvious?"

Serena also trembled, twitching and being rolled up by the tentacle, biting her teeth: "She controls our body!"

"I just recovered a little power... It’s too long to use, I’m not very skilled,” the blood magician smiled and wrapped the two sisters into the touch of the residual limb: “Don’t worry, I will need you later. Blood..."

The girl turned her head to face the wales.

The second prince scalp numbly confronted the magician.

The heart began to beat again.

The last time this scene... seems to be a chess room in Hongfang Street?

The tentacle moves, and the blood magician's face is soaked by blood, slowly approaching him.

"you."

The girl looked at him carefully

"The blood flowing through your body," the magician took a deep breath: "There is an inexplicable familiarity."

Blood?

When Telston was shocked.

Correct.

I still have the last move.

He cleared his throat.

"Although I can't remember it, I won't let you suffer if I look at this blood." The **** girl smiled and reached out to him.

"Wait!" said Tyres.

"This is the blood magician - Miss?"

"I," Taylors closed his eyes and hesitated for a half, and he slowly and weakly said:

"I am also a magician."

The expression of the blood magician stopped for a moment.

Tyles blinked softly and calmly told his most worried fact: "We are the same kind."

The blood magician is unmoved and spits out a word: "lie."

She put her hand on the face of Teres.

"Wait!"

"I, I know Ehida Sakken, the magician of the gas!" Feeling the warm blood on his face, Taylors quickly said: "Ahidah said, I am a new life after the end of the war. Magician!"

The blood magician took the blood of his hand and stroked his face.

"Ahida?"

"Newborn magician?"

The girl laughed and said: "It’s so smart. I chose the guy who was just sealed to testify for you."

"I am telling the truth!" The singer of Tyres screamed and raised his hand: "I can prove! That kind of 'out of control'!"

The girl’s face is still a smile.

But her tone has changed.

“Out of control?” she said gently:

"How is it out of control?"

Thales stunned and his understanding of magic energy was still too small.

He can only try to remember the night of Red Square Street:

"Ahida wants to kill me, but my power seems to interfere with him... there was an explosion... He said that only the magic can interfere with each other..." Tyres frowned. "I also said that I am more than a thousand." The first one in the year...he will guide me..."

"If you need my proof..."

But he did not say anything more.

"Enough," the girl looked at him steadily:

"So it is true."

"You are a magician."

Taylors has wide eyes.

This is... believe me?

Is it too easy?

But the girl seems to see his doubts: "Your blood and vitality are telling me..."

"You are not lying."

blood.

vitality?

Taylors remembered Eichda's control of the air.

Curiosity is on the scene.

"You really... believe me?" He still did not dare to ask.

But the Scarlet Girl ignored him:

"So, you are the one who has the potential to become a magician - the first in a thousand years?"

Tyres breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that once again, keep a small life.

"Aichda said so, he also said..."

But the girl still didn't let him finish the words: "So, Eichda found you."

Taylors had to close his mouth and nodded.

The Blood Magician just stared at him and asked with vigilance:

"Which faction do you choose? Radicals, confuses, gentlemen, or magic queens?"

"Ah?" Taylors looked confused.

The girl frowned:

"Ishida didn't tell you the history of the magician? Three magical divisions and three major contracts?"

Tyres shook his head unclear, and the doubt became more and more intense:

"The magician's ... civil war? Is the magician not indestructible? Why do you still have a civil war?"

The magician girl stares at Taylors:

"He didn't tell you about the magician's ‘three deaths and one ban’ rule?”

Tyres widened his eyes and shook his head.

The face of the **** girl is getting more and more ugly:

“Ahida tells you the difference between ‘thing’ and ‘view’, and is the connection between ‘chaos’ and ‘thal’?”

Tyres sighed and shook his head weakly.

"So, the four stages of the magician, which step did you take? Should you know this?"

Taylors still shook his head shyly.

The magician stared at him, as if to dig a piece of meat from his face.

Tyres feels that his pressure is getting bigger and bigger.

"The knowledge inheritance of the magic tower that you got?" A few seconds later, the girl spit out the words that Tells had seen in the book, but had no clue:

"The Tower of Alchemy? The Tower of Soul? Is it the tower of the sorcerer? Or is it an independent inheritance?"

What... What?

Tyres twitched his face and he was numb.

The second prince only shook his head mechanically.

The girl looked at him incredulously:

"So, you don't even know the connection between magic and magic, the difference between a magician and a mage, a witch, etc. Do you know a mage?"

Taylor stared at her innocently.

"You don't know anything - how did it become the so-called "newborn" magician of Ahidah?" The magician sighed.

Taylors bowed his head and spread his hands.

No teacher, no reading - not my fault.

"You are no different from an ordinary person now." The magician silently said.

Taylors didn't know how to answer.

silence.

Giza suddenly sneered out and said: "Aichda, is that fool because you ran to Wangdu?"

"This," Taylors scratched his head. "I don't think so, we accidentally hit it."

But he did because I was sealed - he secretly said.

But of course you can't let you know.

The girl suddenly said gently:

"Giza."

Tyres stayed up and looked up: "What?"

The Blood Magician raises his eyes: "Giza Tulman, this is my name - if you are also a magician, or a candidate for a magician, you have the right to know my name."

The two were silent for a moment.

well.

Her hostility has disappeared.

Tyres is in the heart.

Then the next step...

"That, Miss Giza," Taylors said cautiously: "I just had a few friends..."

"Why?" Scarlet Girl - Giza interrupted him and asked with a smile:

"Ah?" Taylors was puzzled.

"If you are determined to become a magician," Giza looked at him with gusto: "Why are you still mixing with humans, elves, and blood races?"

Damn, who wants to be a magician?

The magician who was used as a street mouse every day?

But of course he can't say that.

Tyres scratched his head: "This... I am born there after all..."

"Ah," Giza shook his head and said: "You can't get rid of these pasts, don't you?"

Tyres was thinking about how to answer... The accident suddenly came.

The next moment, the blood magician - Giza's hand pressed his face again!

"Ah!" Taylors exclaimed: "You--"

"Don't worry, I will start very quickly." Giza said in a light way, the words are full of scary chill:

"You will die silently."

"Don't die in pain."

Tyres's pupils are instantly reduced to a minimum!

"and many more!"

"Why!" he yelled angrily:

"Why suddenly I want to kill me!"

"Are we not the same kind?" Tyres sullenly asked: "Your purpose is to rescue the magician in this coffin?"

"If you want to save him, why should you kill me?"

Giza stared at his distorted expression, and gently began to touch his side face, revealing a gentle smile:

"Who told you," Giza glanced at the black sly, softly:

"I want to save the magician inside?"

Tyres jerked!

No way.

Isn't she coming to understand the rescue?

Then why is it expensive?

He immediately moved.

"That's..." Tyres shuddered, unbelievably asking, "What you just said: The Magician Civil War?"

Giza smiled and didn't answer.

"You - we are already enemies with the world, and we have the disadvantages," said Tyres, who endured the panic in his heart and tried to organize the language: "Why do you want to kill each other!"

"Kill me, you have less help in the world!"

"At least, consider the future of the magician!"

Giza smiled. This time, she laughed more than usual and was bitter.

"The future of the magician?" Giza closed his eyes and shook his head slowly:

"Aichda, and the gentleman he belongs to, may still hold the idea: the magician can always win his own future..."

Taylor looked at him with astonishment, and the blood on Giza's face slowly faded, revealing her original elegant face.

But he has no energy at all to observe each other's looks.

"But I have given up," Giza smiled trembled. In the eyes of Taylors, it was more like crying: "The existence like us... the less the better, isn't it?"

what?

"The pain in us, and the pain we have caused, is enough... Why do you want a newcomer like you to bear it?"

This...Thales frowned and looked at Giza, and his heart was full of horror.

Giza gently covered his face.

The blood of the whole body of Tyres began to tremble uncomfortably.

"Reassured, child, you will die peacefully here," Giza looked at him mercifully, gently touching his hair:

"You will never become a magician..."

"I will never let you endure... the pain of being a disaster."

"This is for your good..."

At that moment, the second prince used all his life's grief and anger, just want to say the three words quickly:

Wardfak!

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"thump!"

Wyah fell to the ground weakly, and could no longer hold the blade.

Putilai fell to the ground and watched Esteron easily mention Wyah, who was unable to move.

Damn it.

"You are the waiter of the little nephew? God knows how much I hate him."

Esteron smirked and opened his teeth toward Wye's neck.

But suddenly he looked a glimpse and released Wye, and his figure disappeared instantly!

"Hey! Hey!"

The claws and the sword light rub in the air, and the fire is shining!

"who are you!"

Istrian roared, staggering the sword and stepping back three steps.

I saw a young, low-spirited, light-haired, black-haired female swordsman standing in front of him, indifferently watching the blood family.

She wore thick black gloves and held a thin-edged sword.

Esteron narrowed his eyes.

That kind of strength and angle - is it a guy who masters the power of the end?

"Oh--"

Dozens of horseshoes sounded behind the jungle!

"just in front!"

The spirit of Putila is alive: he recognizes that it is the voice of veteran Bernard!

Istren’s face changed.

Reinforcement?

In the thoughts, the swordsman of the female swordsman has approached him.

Istren unfolds at an almost unparalleled speed and flashes through the enemy's sword light.

This speed of attack is too pediatric.

He plunged to the side of the female swordsman!

Solve her, then...

But Istren has no chance to think again.

He was shocked to feel that a rush of metal chills came in!

"laugh!"

Istron stopped.

He bowed his head and looked at his heart.

The female swordsman held the sabre and did not look at the rear.

Her blade was stabbed from under her arm.

Straight into the heart of Istryn.

Istrlen trembled and touched the blade.

"When is it..." He said incredulously: "The sword that was stabbed?"

"I don't have it," the female swordsman was cold and authentic, and the right hand with black gloves pulled out the blade:

"It was you who sent it yourself."

Istren groaned with a pierced heart and fell silently.

"This force that forces the end of the enemy's rhythm..."

Wyatt Kass, who struggled on the ground, bit his teeth and looked up: "Heavenly music!"

The female swordsman turned and raised Wye.

Wye stood up struggling, and suddenly she glanced at the black glove of the female swordsman, the mighty flying eagle of the lychee.

"White eagle?"

"You are..." Wyatt screamed and spit out a name:

"You are Miranda Arend."

"In the end of the tower, the last ‘seeds!” he shouted.

But Miranda ignored him, just staring at him under the tree.

More than a dozen cavalrymen carrying the cross double-star flag and the strange starlight flag, turned out from behind the trees, and came down to them.

"Adult!" Genard nervously came to Ptelle's side.

"Go to the prince!" Putilley struggled with his help and stood up: "Prince, His Royal Highness Teres..."

"No need to worry," Miranda interrupted his words coldly:

"The Lord Satherley will handle it."

Wyatt picked up her own sword and heard a shock!

Lord Satherley?

He looked at Miranda and was surprised: "You mean, she came in person?"

"The Lord of the Flower of the Fortress?"

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Today's experience, let Taylor confirm again, the most suitable term for the magician:

madman.

What is a group of madmen!

The prince shouted in his heart.

But his body couldn't move, and the blood in his body seemed to boil.

Taylors can only close his eyes with conviction.

Just at this time.

“Hey?” Giza’s hand was stagnation, straight up and looking behind him.

"Snoring!"

An extreme whistling sound came from the direction she was looking at!

Tyres breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but open his eyes.

"puff!"

A tentacle on the side of Giza slammed open!

"what!"

A roar rang.

A female warrior with a hyperthyroidism and **** blood, holding a half-handed high-handed big knife, in the blood of the splash, went ahead.

Giza caught fire and the other tentacles intercepted instantly.

The silver knife flashed.

"laugh!"

The female warrior's big knife smashed an exaggerated arc and cut the second tentacle into a broken limb.

The blood fell on her armor and even her face, but the female warrior didn't care, but her face burst into enthusiasm!

Come to Giza.

Giza smirked and raised his hands, and there were countless small tentacles on his body, reaching out to the female warrior.

"Be careful!" Tyres roared. "She will be resurrected!"

Then he saw a scene that was unforgettable and exhausted.

The female soldier did not hesitate to open the big knife, between the electric and the flint, and took a diamond-shaped gray metal shield from behind.

Giza's small tentacles turned black, shrunk and finally shattered into ash as they approached the gray shield.

Giza's face changed for the first time.

I saw the female soldier screaming, grabbed the handle of the shield, and slammed it.

"boom!"

Turn Giza to the ground!

Then, the female soldier took the two sides of the shield and fell, and used the shield to suppress the ugly Giza.

Tyres stared at the sight in front of him.

this is……

United States, no-Tyles saw the cross double star pattern on the female warrior's armor - the star captain?

"Under, Sonia Satherley," the female warrior's face is full of war:

"Bring a gift to you."

The blood magician - Giza's face under the shield is extremely ugly, the flesh and blood on her face is like steamed to the same, popping out bubbles, constantly shrinking into fly ash.

Giza stared at the shield and spit out a few words:

"No! This is..."

"Yes!" The female warrior held the shield with her left hand and sighed with exuberance: "Allow me to introduce you..."

"The legendary anti-magic armed."

Sonia Satherley raised her right fist and smiled slowly.

"The supreme shield!"

After the words, in the unbelievable eyes of Giza, she slammed down and punched the center of the gray shield.

"Boom!"

Giza screamed, bursting out of endless flesh and blood, and immediately turned into fly ash, disappearing in front of the two.

Recently, the state has declined. In order to ensure the quality and follow-up plot, I will reduce the number of words updated every day. (Like the 8000+ chapter of yesterday, I will not write any more. I can’t guarantee the quality. I want to vomit and look back and forth. Back to the constant revision), set aside time to revise and reorganize the outline, as to whether the subscription will reduce anything - management, the text is not well written, but also subscribe?

(End of this chapter)