Next, Shen Er, what's your business?

Chapter 293 Solicitation
This is a game proposed by "Bai Yi Gong" and set up by his second-generation family member "Bai Yu".

To put it bluntly, the process was very simple, creating an excellent opportunity to use "White Feather" itself as bait to fish out the Clone brigade, and then eat up this young army belonging to Bathermelo.

The most wonderful point in the whole bureau is that all the information is true, including "White Wing Lord" went to Las Vegas to visit Fan Feimu. The final decision was made on the special plane arranged by Tom to fly directly to Italy.

"White Wing Lord" Tevem Otenrose, one of the oldest Dead Apostles, the King of Dead Apostles—although it is only in name, getting this title is enough to show his strength.

In fact, whether it was enemies or friends, whether it was the Magic Association, the Church of the Holy Church, or the circle of the Dead Apostles, they all recognized that this old monster whose age was calculated in millennia was one of the top powerhouses in the world. (Excluding the Mercury giant spider ORT, which can directly destroy the surface of the earth, it is a pity that very few people know its true strength.)
In the eyes of "White Wing Lord"'s family members and subordinates, he is a god.

In the eyes of the "White Winged Lord"'s enemies, he is a terrifying demon and an unfathomable monster.

Now, the monster's sledgehammer stood in front of the Clone brigade, blocking the retreat of the entire team.

"Tevham Altenroche!"

Seeing the iconic white beam of light, the expression of the "chariot" leading the way changed instantly.

Although he had already received the news that "White Wing Lord" was coming, and he was mentally prepared for a desperate fight, but when he really met this one, "Chariot" still couldn't help but panic.

Even the number two person in the brigade was like this, let alone the other members.Especially for the eight recruits, their legs were all shaking, and it was a miracle that they could stand.

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree, the title of "White Winged Lord" is really too loud.It feels like a start-up software company wants to compete with the overlord Microsoft in the computer operating system, and it does not exist in the same dimension at all.

Seeing the trembling appearance of the Clone brigade, "White Feather", who had lost more than 20 dependents, felt a burst of joy.

Taking advantage of his father's power, "White Feather" yelled sharply: "You impolite magician, how dare you call your father by his name, and still not apologise with death."

This curse strengthened the will of the "Chariot". He raised his left hand and signaled everyone to prepare for battle—the Clone brigade has no cowards, and the members of Bathmelo will not bow their heads to the Dead Apostles.

"How dare you!"

There was a strong murderous intent in the eyes of "White Feather", just about to call the remaining family members to launch an attack, but heard "Stop" from the pure white beam of light.

Hearing his father's order, "Bai Yu" immediately put away all his emotions, lowered his head, and got out of the way.

For all the Dead Apostles, the orders of the superior relatives are absolute and cannot be disobeyed.

The second after "White Feather" got out of the way, the white beam of light lingering around "White Winged Lord" spread forward without warning, as if intending to engulf the entire Clone brigade with one blow.

"United defense!" "Chariot"'s eyes were bloodshot, and he propped up the magic barrier at the fastest speed. He is good at earth magic and is an expert in defensive magic.

Under his leadership, the magicians quickly launched a joint defense, those with magic barriers opened their barriers, and those without barriers provided various benefits.Everyone contributes their strength according to the instinct engraved into the body, the entire clone brigade is like a whole, resisting the attack of the dead king together.

I don't know how long it took, maybe 1 minute, or 10 minutes, the white light with powerful destructive power gradually dissipated.At this time, the magicians were already sweating profusely, and many of them were covered in blood because the magic power exceeded the limit that the magic circuit could bear.

The only thing that remains unchanged is the expressions on the faces of the magicians. Between life and death, they forgot to be afraid and trembled, and worked together to resist powerful enemies, including newcomers who entered the battlefield for the first time.

"That's right." "Bai Yi Gong" said lightly, and he didn't sound annoyed by the futility of the blow.

Of course he was annoyed, because this was the situation he created by himself, and the blow just now was carefully calculated, otherwise with his strength, even if the Clone brigade was united, it would be impossible for all members to survive.

The reason for doing this is to test the hearts and strengths of these magicians, and the results of the test made "White Winged" very satisfied.

He moved forward a few meters, looking down at the young magicians from a height:
"You guys are very good."

"There are even better ones." "Chariot" said with a stern neck, and now he has gone all out.

"I'm looking forward to it. But before that, I have something to ask you—" "White Winged Lord"'s tone remained unchanged, "—will you be my servants and serve me?"

This is the true intention of "White Winged Lord", and it is also the reason why he traveled thousands of miles from Las Vegas to the Po River Plain.

He really wants to "eat" this army of magicians, but this "eat" has two meanings, killing them all means "eating", and absorbing them for his own use is also "eating".If the performance of the Clone team did not satisfy the "White Winged Lord", it would be the former method of eating, and if it was satisfied, it would be the latter method.

Apparently, Lorelia and Shinji spent a lot of thought on this army, which made the always picky King of Dead Apostles very satisfied, and he was thinking of recruiting them.

In this regard, "Chariot" responded with a utterance word, which translates into Chinese as an onomatopoeia—"Bah!"

"Boldly—"

"Bai Yu"'s scolding was once again stopped by his "father".

"What a pity. I thought you were a commander who cared for his subordinates. It seems that I was wrong."

"No, you are right." "Chariot" shook his head, "It's just that compared with becoming a dead person, the real death is the love."

"Do your subordinates think so too?"

The pure white beam of light still covered the figure of "White Winged Lord", but every magician present felt the oppressive gaze behind the beam of light.

"Whoever is willing to stand up for what I use, I can bestow upon him the honor of becoming my direct descendant."

None of the magicians moved, and a few more courageous ones followed the example of the "Chariot" and responded with a "Bah!"

As Lorelia's direct unit, the magician unit born to hunt the Dead Apostles can be defeated or die, but they can't turn their backs on humans and become Dead Apostles!
"Bathermelo's style is still as stubborn as ever." "White Winged Lord"'s voice cooled down, "But it doesn't matter, no matter what you think, you will eventually be our brothers and sisters and be used by me."

(End of this chapter)