MTL - The Wizard World-~ Chapter 515 The world is so beautiful.....2

Somewhere on the border of Layton Heights

The white snow that has been raging, falling down feathers, piled up on the ground, stacked on top of each other, showing no signs of melting.

On the snowy ground, there are scarlet-colored bodies of dead bodies, and the white is reddish.

In the middle of the corpse, the two confrontation figures stood in a panting, one was a handsome man in darkness, the other was covered in blood red robes, short stature, and Zhou Sheng was surrounded by red blood.

"Turin, what other words need to be left?" Scarlet figure sneered.

"The last words?" The black man looked up and revealed the beautiful face of Turin.

In the gloomy gray sky, large groups of black and white spots are colliding with each other, and from time to time there are far-reaching vibrating sounds. It was the League's white armor and the Black Witch's Dragon Blackhawks fighting.

Looking far away, it is only a small point of sesame size. In fact, it is a giant bird with a height of more than three meters per head. It is a veritable war weapon.

Turin did not care whether Bedoria would sneak in front of him and look up at the sky with his head up.

"Bedonia, blood, you will just ambush my elite team here, should someone disclose the information to you?" He slowly opened his mouth.

"You are delaying the time? No use, the Alliance Army here has retreated. This area is now the scope of my Black Witch Tower." The scarlet eyes of Bedola are like two solidified blood clots, and the blood of the whole body is thicker. stand up. "The more you drag the time, when my people arrive, you will not have the last chance."

"What about that?" Turin smiled softly. "Are you more hurt than me? Just now, what about the Sith Rune?"

"My eyes only need to be repaired for a few days to recover, or it is not difficult to change a pair of eyes directly." Bedelia interviewed a cold, shouting. "Although it's not clear what you are delaying, but in any case, you have no chance."

"So come and kill me." Turin said faintly, his arms wide open, a state of undefended. "I have lived for more than five hundred years, and I am almost tired."

The more he is, the more he does not dare to act rashly. It was just like this twice in a row. He was used by Turin with the so-called Sith Rune, and he was extracted twice in the attack and lost one eye at a time. Now that both eyes are blind, although mental power scans replace vision, the strength is really greatly affected.

Now this guy is coming again. Bedoria suddenly hesitated. Before I figured out what the Sith Rune was. He did not dare to act rashly.

And now that I see Turin is this action posture, he also has some hair in his heart.

"Turin, you and I have always been the characters of an era. You don't have to bury your own centuries of hard work for the so-called hypocritical peace! Come over. With the powerful Black Witch Tower, your strength will never Being at the bottom is much better than killing you now. For those who are disgusting and filthy, this is your true will?"

Turin laughed.

"At the beginning, I suggested that the leader directly kill you, but the leader at that time did not listen to me. Otherwise, I will get you talking. It is a pity that Leila took some people to the ground. I really decided to follow the leader. Only one of me. Otherwise, how can the situation develop to the present state?"

"Just for a illusory foresight? The future is with countless branches, Turin. The power is strong enough to influence the future." Bedelia cold and cold.

"Maybe, I decided not to regret the original leader from the very beginning. Since I decided, regret is a waste of time. No matter what kind of result, I decided. I must have the consciousness to bear the consequences of this decision." The face was slightly confused, and it seemed to recall something, and there was a slight gentleness in his eyes. "When I told me this sentence before my sister died, I decided not to regret it anymore."

Not far from the snow, there was a rush of footsteps and a low beast.

Turin smiled. Slowly pull a curved silver blue blade long dagger from the thigh. There was a touch of calmness and ease on his face.

"Bedelia, you will come to see me soon... The leader will not be that simple." He said meaningfully.

Do not know how, Bedoria suddenly felt a little cold.

"Damn! Kill me for him!!" He snarled.

Behind them, a large group of black armored wizards roamed around the behemoths, and their eyes sparkled with a **** red glow.

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Fairy world gap

The towering brown giant trees stand in the middle of the gap world.

The dark green giant canal flows out of a white stream. Like a white practising, a pair of verticals flow vertically into the abyss below the giant tree.

These streams flow from the deep branches of the leaves. I can't see the source, as if it were the secretory liquid of the giant tree itself. Some water flows down the gaps of the branches, splashing white mist.

The air is moist and cold, and occasionally a crisp bird screams from the tree shrews. Several little blackbirds chase the giant trees to chase them.

Everything looks very quiet and peaceful.

The giant trees are covered with dense brown wooden windowsills. One of the top ones is in front of a round arched window sill.

A silver old bat is quietly gathering his wings, standing on the window sill and looking at the quiet forest around him.

"Teacher, Comrade Cardinian's reply came." In the study behind the old bat, a round yellow egg helped the glasses and sank.

This egg is only the size of a palm, with limbs and faces, and a pair of gold glasses. Standing on the desk, a white roll of paper was pressed under his feet.

"Receive it." The old bat had a light hand.

"Yes." The egg brother nodded and the whole body swayed.

As the voice just fell, the blank roll of paper he stepped on suddenly appeared in a row.

When the egg kicked on one foot, the file was kicked out and the old bat on the window sill was floated.

The old bat has a single wing and easily catches the file. I put my eyes in front of my eyes and it was hard to look.

"Sure enough...." He sighed, and the file in his hand was automated and the silver spot disappeared. "I didn't approve of this war. I didn't support the old witches. I don't want to fall into this embarrassing situation. The situation is now completely in the hands of the dukes. We have no command of the witches." Right."

"What are you worried about?" The mirror of the egg flashed a glimmer of light. "The advent of the king of dreams has become a reality, and the alliance can't stop us."

"I don't know why, we have deviated from the original purpose. At first it was just a simple return to the wizarding world." The old bat calmly said, "When did the empire's wizards begin to receive the demon slayers? The influence has become lost in its own heart."

"Teacher, you are always so kind. The Minister of Change has taken advantage of you this time, and you have no plans to fight back?" asked the egg.

"Respond?" The old bat turned and smiled, and the bat's smile looked a bit like a sneer. "I have already submitted a letter of intent to the empire. Anyway, I have been cleaned up."

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Layton Highlands Altar

In the gray sky, there are golden giant birds and two other powerful figures with horror.

The three are facing a semi-circular white altar on the ground, with a faint golden ripple of faint ripples on the body.

All the golden ripples are concentrated on the golden giant bird, which quickly condenses into a golden crown on top of its head.

The giant bird has four wings behind it, and a white line on the back is attached to the top of the head.

The most strange thing is that the golden shadow of this golden giant bird projected on the ground is not a bird, but a monster like a dragon.

"The demon dragon prince, I did not expect that you are really the demon dragon prince."

On the altar on the ground, three tall black shadows held hands.

In the middle of the middle, an aristocrat dressed man, wearing a long white wig, his arms and thighs and his chest are high, as if the black ornate aristocratic service is to be cracked at any time.

The man is more than four meters tall, and his clothes are very black with a windbreaker. The clothes are placed down to the back of the knees and silver lace.

"The first time I met, I was the Duke of Mies, now the commander of the Black Wuta Army."

The white altar behind him is semi-circular, with five petal marks evenly arranged on the top. Arranged in a fan shape.

Three of the imprints have illuminated blue fluorescence.

"There are already three preparations for the five sub-altars. There are two guards around me. There is no chance for you to be depressed." The Duke of Miesy said faintly.

"Opportunity?" The golden giant bird in the air laughed and sounded like a sharp woman. "Isn't there two more that haven't been activated? This is enough time. All the low-level existences around are expelled and left. Now let's see if you are three strong, or if we three win."

"I have to look at the legendary horror dragons in the end!" Mies sneered and found a pair of black leather gloves, slowly put on.

Behind him, a huge white snake consisting of white smoke slowly emerged. The white snake quickly coiled the Mies, looking up at the sky giant bird.

"Mystery, undead smoke!" Mies snorted and the white smoke giant snake suddenly expanded, from the original one meter diameter, quickly grew into two meters, three meters, ten meters, twenty meters! !

Until the diameter of thirty meters, full of hundreds of meters long, the body of the giant snake will completely protect the entire altar around it, and then stop growing and expanding.

The other two heads of the army looked at each other and flew them out, turning them into two black lines and flying straight into the sky. The mourning of the beast before the death of the beast is faint in the air.