Chapter 172 The Battle of Civil War

Under the night sky, the blood-stained markings on Giza's face were already red and purple. In the center of the ruined city, she stood dark and "slim", covered with spurs, and looked like a giant long leg. The spider is also like a multi-headed snake, enchanting and laughing.

"You will not have another chance to endanger our hopes," said the enchanting sorcerer, who is still a cool expression of the lightness of the wind. It doesn't matter if he looks at Giza. "I will solve you directly."

"Haha," the blood magician smirked, and there was a dimple on his face: "Solve me? How do you do it?"

The magic of the gas sorcerer flashed his eyes, and his face was blue and beautiful.

"call!"

A strong airflow exploded in the air of Giza!

The "pet" under her body was stagnant.

The airflow continues to increase, trying to scrape the blood magician up!

The lacquered black monster under her body was blown off the ground, floating in the air, leaving only one spike, still dead in the ground.

Giza's face changed dramatically.

The magician of the gas slowly opens:

"On the sky, there is an unknown place, which is where the air can't reach."

"Cold, silent, dark when it is clear."

"Where, life can hardly survive, even gravity loses its meaning. You won't fall, it won't rise, it will only meaninglessly follow the sun, the moon, and the stars." Fluctuating, "You go there and sleep for thousands of years."

"When we completely win this battle for thousands of years, after the battle of survival of the magician..."

After the magician rose to the threshold, his rational and dull voice shook a little at this moment: "You will be in the new world we have established, that there is no enemy, no fear, no escape, prosperity and prosperity... ..."

“Reawaken!”

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On the dead street, two vain footsteps came.

Tyler pulled a small slick and once again ran "one" through the speed of walking. Both of them were so tired that they had to stop and rest on their knees for a while.

"We - can we run off?" The little slicked voice trembled. She turned her head and refused to look at the people who were lying on both sides of the road.

"We will know... If you have a good rest, go on, don't stop." This is Tyres who insisted on his teeth.

The little slipper bit his lower lip and shook his head:

"At the end of 346 years, at the time of the third continental war, the East-Law Alliance Army attacked the Dragon City. From the shield area, the hammer area, the squat area, to the sword area, the bow area, the arrow area, the spear area..."

Taylor looked up and saw a small slick look.

I saw the little girl groaning and muttered:

"In addition to the axe area and the Yingling Palace, the entire city is still under the army of the night wing kings, until the last two gates, until Sarah erects his black flag in the north..."

"But even then, the casualties of Longyan City did not... and now," the little slicker was red-eyed, clutching the arms of Tyres, and dare not look at the bodies all over the road. "Longyan City, Dragon Will the city be destroyed?""

"I don't know," Tyres sighed with a heavy heart. "But we are still alive, this is enough."

Tyres straightened up and couldn't help but pull up the little slick and continue.

and.

He stared at the ground under his feet, carefully avoiding the body that was found almost every two steps.

And Longyan City must have a way to fight against the magician.

if not……

Taylor looked up and looked at the dead scene on the road, gently gritted his teeth.

This is the magician, and their power?

but……

Taylor lowered his head and looked at a child next to his right foot that was about the same age as he was. He still had a wooden stick in his hand before he died. He only felt a bleak heart.

Probably no one can survive...

It was at this time that a weary male voice rang in the ruins of their left front!

"If I were you - kid -"

In the scream of the little slick, Tyres is a scream!

Tyres subconsciously stepped back and stopped the little slipper behind him, touching the JC dagger in his right hand.

Then stare at the location of the sound!

how……

Tyres frowned, incredulously, looking at a corpse in front of the left to start moving.

Fraud - scam?

Tyres, who had a "pre-existing", had a scalp on his head.

The little slipper scared and closed his eyes.

The body turned over and revealed the bottom - a hand?

Thales rounded his eyes and looked at the hand that came out of the ground with amazement as he looked at it and pulled a pile of gravel wood, and he dug a hole out of the snow.

A skull emerged from the inside.

Taylor’s heart was cool.

No.

Fortunately, not what he imagined.

"If I were you - I wouldn't have passed anymore," said a man with a dirty face and blood on his face. The man with a broken mouth climbed out of the hole and gasped and lay down on his back: "Ai The trick of Hida was not cleaned up very well... There are still some 'things' moving in front."

By the moonlight, Tells saw the man's face, could not help but have a shock, and then stared at him.

my God.

he……

he is--

"Black Sword!"

Tells blurted out, incredulously:

"You... are you dead?"

The little slicker opened his eyes and curiously looked at the man who was dying in the ruins.

"Played a little trick, not dead for a while," a black sword with a face and face lying on the ground, revealing a weak and ugly smile, patted his left upper arm - a thick layer of white cloth The package is tight and the white cloth is an amazing blood:

"My life is very hard."

If you say that when you used to avoid Eichda, it was "Wolf". The current state of the Black Sword can only be described as "mistaken" - just the wounds of the big and small, it is close to Tyres. Frown frowning. .

The black sword raised his head with difficulty and looked at the body of the street.

He fell back to the ground and sighed.

"There is a piece in front...the kind of thing...the tentacle...is still alive," the black sword bit his teeth, braving the cold sweat and trembled. At that moment, he seemed to suffer any pain, and Tyres even thought of him. What is happening in the depths of the body: "And... is going crazy... you're better... don't go over."

Tyles narrowed his eyes and looked at the straight street. He found a crazy blood red tentacle in the distance.

One of the disgusting little pets of Giza...one.

He began to swear in his heart: Is there any other way?

If not...

When he pulled up his little slick and was ready to see if there was any other way, the black sword’s voice rang again behind him.

"Wait, kid."

Tyres’ hesitation was hesitated.

The second prince turned his gaze and looked down on the ground, describing the miserable black sword.

"You," the black sword sighed out violently. It seemed that he had just been freed from a wave of pain. He saw him twitching his lips and his eyes were sharp: "Who are you?"

Taylor looked at him and frowned.

The little slicker glanced at the prince and bit his lip.

"The trick of Aishida - pulling away from the air, it’s really terrible, people in this neighborhood are probably dead," Black Sword gradually calmed his breath, lying on the ground, watching the Thai Ers, "I buried myself under the ground, and I drank a small amount of air between the stone and the soil. I finally escaped and succumbed."

"Your life is really big." Taylor shrugged and turned and left.

"I'm used to racing against death," the black sword's low voice rang behind him: "It's you, little guy, you shouldn't be alive."

Taylor's hand is tight.

"Ahida releases the kind of killing, regardless of the enemy, and does not forget to protect you, is it?" The black sword spit out a hot white air: "Do you really have such a heavy weight for him?"

"Who are you?"

Taylors stunned and his heartbeat began to accelerate.

Fortunately, the black sword is seriously injured.

I hope he has no spare time to deal with me.

but……

Taylors looked up.

"The two guys should be in the game at the moment," Tyres said coldly: "You better hurry to escape,"

"Otherwise, wait until they win the game, no matter who wins, you don't end well."

The black sword looked at him, did not speak, the filthy face, a pair of scorpions revealed the fine light.

The eyes looked like Tyre’s heart was cold, as if he had already known what Tels avoided.

The little slicker pulled him down.

"You'd better be polite, little guy," Black Sword's gaze reveals a disturbing glow, only to listen to him sinkingly: "Because I am now, the only hope for your life."

When I heard this, Taylors was stunned.

"You should expect me to recover as soon as possible, solve the tentacles, and then chase after other things - take you out."

Taylors a glimpse.

"what?"

"If they both fight," finally, the black sword's burning gaze became no longer stinging: "The person you hope to win will be Eichda, right?"

"Do you think - at least you have value for him?"

"Do you think he won't kill you?"

Tyres raised his eyebrows and turned and prepared to leave.

"It's a pity," the Black Sword moved as he stepped forward. This action made him scream: "Winning people..."

"It will only be..."

"The disgusting little girl."

Taylor finally frowned.

He turned to the black sword again: "Why?"

"I handed the hand to the little girl," Black Sword sighed and smiled bitterly: "I have survived."

"The little girl has a special sense of flesh-and-blood life and...manipulation, maybe there is a kind of killing like Eichda," Blacks shook his head and swayed under the confusing eyes of Thales. I took a shot of my injured left arm: "But this is not her most terrible place."

"She seems crazy, tyrannical, unreasonable."

The black sword turned his head and his eyes were extremely dignified.

"In the bones, she is a guy who really knows how to fight and knows how to win."

"Compared with her, Eichda is like a strong man who has never played a fight. There is a terrible brute force in the air."

"It’s really hard to beat."

Tyres and the little slicker looked at each other and saw a full question mark in the other's eyes.

"How do you know?" Tyres shook his head. "You haven't seen them fight yet - and they can't kill each other."

"Killing is one thing. Winning is another thing," Black Sword snorted. "I am acquainted with Ahidah, although I can't kill him - but I am used to it again and again from his hands. Escape."

"But, that little girl..."

Black Sword's injury seems to be improving. He started to move his right arm: "Just killed in Ramon, when I rushed to her, I made up my mind to run away and find a place to recover from the injury."

Tyres sighed: "I thought you really came forward and wanted to protect us."

"You don't need my protection," the black sword snorted. "At that time, Ahidah will protect you."

Taylor shrugged and looked away.

"In short, I intend to pretend to be hurt by her, and then use a piece of flesh and blood to confuse her," Black Sword took a deep breath: "Unfortunately, the first hit of the fight, I found out..."

"I don't have to 'install' the injury at all."

"We are only playing for the second time," the black sword's head once again showed cold sweat. At that moment, Taylors felt that there was something strange power coming out of his body: "She completely absorbed our first." The experience of the second fight completely suppressed me."

The black sword clenched his teeth and his eyes were full of sternness: "It's not the same as facing Eichda. The second time I faced her, I didn't have a chance at all."

"The kind of fighting consciousness and experience..."

“It’s a powerful magician who seems to be powerful, but it’s safe and harmless. It’s impossible to think about it.”

Tyres frowned again.

Safe and harmless?

He remembered the people who were pinched into a ball and silently spit in the bottom of his heart:

Actually give Eichda this evaluation, you are using the domestic quality inspection standards.

Just at this time.

"boom!"

Tyres turned back in surprise.

I saw that straight red street, a **** red shadow rushed in!

The little slicker grabbed his hand and tightened it again: "Ah! Those are... things!"

"Damn!"

The black sword stared at the tentacles that swayed by the snakes and tried their legs in the trembling. They frowned: "The roots are lost, how can it still run?"

In a blink of an eye, the blood red tentacle has come to the front.

Tyres looked at the black sword lying on the ground, unable to move, feeling the little slick on his arm, could not help but die!

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In the confrontation between the two magicians, Giza laughed wildly: "New World? Hahahaha... I suddenly found out that you and Lebra should have a chat... Do you want to consider and join our radicals?"

The magician of the gas did not answer.

The next moment, the wind is growing!

The blood magician no longer delays, she slams short and touches the giant dark monster of the spider type under her body.

The latter trembled fiercely, and more black spikes were extended from the main body of the full thorns. In the swaying wind, the students pierced the ground.

There was a faint shock from the ground.

Ai Xi Da, who calmly looked at the opponent's move, couldn't help but smile, and a dazzling blue light flowed through her face again.

The blood magician and her pet swayed in the wind, but the former still showed a smile and looked at the magical master.

A black spike protrudes from the ground.

"Kala..."

Then, a miniature version of the dark monster, in the splash of earth and stone, full of sharp edges and cracks, the speed is amazing!

In the place three steps behind Eichda, he came to him!

"boom!"

It hits a transparent barrier.

The devil's expression of the gas is unchanged, and the air wall that he unfolds in time is in front of the master's head.

However, more and more snoring and cracking sounds came from the body of the magician.

"Kala... karaoke..."

A dozen black spiked monsters, like dozens of spiders, quickly and sensitively broke through the ground, almost nowhere, and rushed toward Ahidah!

The magic of the gas can gently pinch the fist, he is ten meters around the circumference, and immediately steamed countless water vapors visible to the naked eye!

Dozens of monsters trembled together.

But the tremor only lasted for a moment, and the monsters recovered again and ran smoothly.

The magic of the gas can pick one eyebrow.

"It’s useless to strip all the air." In the gust of wind, the condescending blood magician looked at Eichda with a funny smile: "They are cute little who can survive under vacuum."

Finally, the devil of the gas can frown slightly.

But after only one second, he let go of the fist.

"boom!"

In the cracking sounds of countless houses and ruins, the pressure surged into the vacuum of the ten-meter circle, and dozens of monsters were overwhelmed!

The next moment, the face of the gas magician seems to be calm to the extreme, the crack-like blue light will stir up layers of ripples.

A group of invisible airflows took Eichda as the center of the ball, and the momentum broke out unexpectedly.

The snow is flying and the earth and stone are shining. I saw a circle made up of dust, which suddenly expanded from a small center.

"boom!"

Violent airflow, the most unstoppable whirlwind of the avatar, flying and emptying everything around!

The magician of the gas is in this group of cyclones, calmly observing everything.

However, the breathtaking air mass has not completely erupted, and the magician of the gas suddenly turned his head and looked at one direction in the dust.

There, a black-painted little monster, ignoring the violent airflow resistance, flew at him without losing speed!

In the eyes of Ahidida, only seeing it swinging in the storm, lifting a forward spike, holding the other stabs behind, pedaling back and forth, like the octopus on the seabed, Strange posture sprints forward.

The face of the demon of the gas is like a face that has lost affection, and finally there is a dignity.

This posture and action...

It’s just at the top of the cliff, the black sword’s coping style...

More and more dark monsters, with strange postures and movements, through his terrible airflow, from all directions to the magician!

At that moment, Ahidah’s left index finger was hooked, and the whole person fired and flew into the air!

But it is too late.

A monster flutters in the air, spurting a very long thorn from the abdomen, penetrating the left shoulder of Ehida!

Pull him down.

The magician responded with a quick snap, and an invisible air mass condensed into a sharp edge under high pressure, bursting out in a flat shape, cutting off the fine thorn.

But more and more monsters, either shooting fine thorns, or squatting on the same kind of body, borrowed from the force.

A monster rushed to his back.

The other hoops his ankle.

One released a fine thorn and penetrated his left eye.

Another one fell on his head.

There are countless similar sequels, and the division of labor is clearly coming.

At that moment in the air, dozens of dark monsters were filled with the whole body of the enchanted magician, and the blue light on his body was tightly covered.

In the next moment, their spiked limbs, like loose bowstrings, tremble back and forth.

“Hey!” “Hey!” “Hey!”

The flesh and blood scraping has been continuously transmitted.

In the next moment, under the cutting, pulling, puncture, and biting of countless monsters, Eichda in the air made countless pieces!

Fingers, elbows, arms, chest, head, thighs, ankles... The broken body of the magician fell from the air and spattered.

The tyrannical airflow finally stopped.

The blood magician and her dark monster fell to the ground.

"I said, life is great," said the blood magician, who smiled and raised his index finger and wiped the purple markings on his face with a "disobedient" chaos. Lessons learned a naughty kitten - then smiles and swears:

"For these little cute people, their mission is to rely on a slender but dense body, and the induction of the air, in your unreasonable pressure and cyclones..."

"Unfolding hunting." The blood magician laughed straight.

The remnant of Ahidah turned into a little blue light, which slowly aggregated into a human-shaped luminous outline.

"Those moves, those... are all used by the black sword when dealing with me," a voice in the blue light. "You saw my battle with him and used the life you created. Imitated him."

"Oh, what about this..." Giza's body slowly descended.

"That guy is very powerful, just used a piece of useless flesh and blood, I lied to me..."

"So good guy, of course, is my role model."

"I used to be a witch after all," the blood magician walked down the back of the giant dark monster, covering his mouth and laughing: "Learning and studying, but my past job."

The girl with a purple-red crack on her face gently bent down and picked up a spider-like black monster that was "severely injured" in the cyclone. Her eyes were as gentle as a neighboring kitten.

But in the next moment, the blood magician can make a sharp look, and the little monster in his hand will jump out and pounce on the blue light that the magician of the gas has not yet formed!

Like the order, countless black-painted monsters flew into the blue light, some of which were smashed into residual blood, causing a burst of human-shaped blue light.

"Magic can interfere?" The outline of the light, the tone of confusion: "You know, this will not be effective."

"At most, I can only delay the time when I was born again."

The next answer from Giza made it silent: "This is enough."

"boom!"

On the ground under the blue light, a giant red tentacle of blood red suddenly burst out, and countless small tentacles were separated, and other monsters in the blue light were firmly held.

"Giza, you..." The glowing human figure whispered in the waves and seemed a little surprised.

"You said, under a few hundred feet, a few hundred meters, a few kilometers deep," the blood magician laughed: "How much air will there be?"

"How long will it take for you to return to the ground with those little air?"

"It should be enough for me to kill the boy."

The outline of the glow is no longer spoken, but the speed at which it is formed is clearly accelerating.

It seems to be very anxious.

Unfortunately, every black monster that breaks into the blue light can scatter the blue light, which greatly reduces the rate of recovery.

"Of course, you can raise your threshold to enhance your control and scope," the Blood Magic sighed. "But I think, under such a ground, if you want to come back immediately, then the power you need. ......"

“There must be a 'trick' to achieve it?”

The glowing silhouette flashed abruptly!

"Come on, to protect the boy, do not hesitate to slam the door," the blood magician smiled and said: "For your own safety, I would rather watch the boy die."

The glowing outline flashes more and more urgently.

"Look, this is the sorrow that has not been on the battlefield," the blood magician snorted, licking his own hair that became blood red because of the threshold:

"You guys haven’t played civil war..."

"Rookie."

After a few seconds, the glowing human figure finally sounded:

"I do not understand."

"This is not your style."

"Your so-called reasons are not true."

"Why would I rather pay such a big price, risking being sealed by the legendary anti-magic armed forces and being discovered by Helan," said Eichda, who has not yet formed, and the voice sounds illusory: "Also..."

"Kill that boy?"

"Just because of the so-called 'Don't want him to suffer?'"

At that moment, the two magicians were silent for a moment.

"You won't understand," finally, the blood magician responded faintly: "Besides me."

"We don't know anyone."

The next moment, the **** red tentacles, the dark monsters in the blue outline, connected to the unformed blue light, dragged into the bottomless bottom.

Countless earth and stone fell again, filling the collapsed hole that broke the tentacles.

The shock lasted for a long time.

Until it gets smaller and smaller.

Until it disappears.

Only Giza was alone, silently looking at the ground where Ahidah disappeared.

In the eyes, it is as intriguing as it is.

The dark giant monster behind her climbed up and put her head or the part of the spurs to her hand, and arched the blood magician.

"Yeah." The purple-red markings on Giza's face faded and her mood returned to normal.

I saw her gently stroking the monsters around me, whispering:

"At least I still have you."

"Kilika."

graduated.

The future is unknown.

The heart is in utter disappointment.

Fortunately, the savings accumulated over the past few years have been enough for a while.

P.S. Feeding and feeding, when I encounter a break, I doubt my eunuch's book friends, what about your fucking? What about the exercise?

(End of this chapter)