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Chapter 296 The Moment of Instant Kill, Kyle Who Makes a Rumble, The Day of Bombing the Totem (10K)

"Have you figured out how to die?"

It was hard for Kyle to describe this feeling.

It's not that Kyle is very sad now. He unconsciously recalled the first meeting between himself and Anderson. In that lecture theater, Anderson, who was distraught, was still very young at that time. When he saw it, he cried silently at the door.

It was later that Kyle learned about what happened to Anderson's family.

The reason, in the context of the era, is nothing more than a little bit of wind and frost, but when it falls on an individual, it is the bone-piercing cold wind that will freeze people to death.

Later, Kyle originally wanted to have a good chat with his student about this matter, but he felt that this kind of matter needs to be spent by himself after all, and as a teacher, he only needs to silently care for his students. Need to say something.

On the contrary, there are suspicions of excessive sensationalism.

The last thing left to him is "don't lose your temper when you are frustrated".

However, Anderson seemed to really listen to it, and even followed in his own footsteps afterwards.

Sometimes when I look back, I always feel like I did a lot of unnecessary things.

In fact, in class, when Anderson asked about the secret of resurrection, Kyle thought at the time, is such an idea a student who has just embarked on the road of magic for a short time?
I have never liked to set a long-term goal that is almost impossible to achieve, but like to set a small goal that can be achieved through hard work in the short term. In fact, I don't like this kind of behavior.

In other words, he, who has always been reserved, usually does not express his deepest thoughts.

Lies are the armor that protects oneself. You must learn to cover yourself with layers of lies, so as to ensure that your weaknesses will not be exposed or easily used by others.

Before he had no strength, every choice he made might cause quite bad consequences, which was related to his identity at the time, after all, his life was full of crises at the beginning.

This precarious sense of crisis makes Kyle only focus on the present with limited energy.

As for the future, let's wait until she can survive.

He was thinking at the time, this guy is too lacking in understanding himself, right?For a guy like this who set long-term goals early, even unrealistic goals, he has seen a lot in his previous life.

In the end, most people end up with nothing. No one will care what your dream was at the beginning, and even others will watch your dream wither, hide behind the corner and laugh, and watch you go from being sharp to being polished Lost the edges and corners, embraced his dreams, hid in the darkness and died quietly.

What a rubbish reality, it's like that everywhere.

So he actually knew that he didn't think highly of Anderson at that time, but he couldn't forget that scene because of the ghosts, and the result was that he still pulled this guy full of unrealistic dreams into his boat.

It's not really that pitiful for him.

Sympathy is the most useless emotion because mere sympathy doesn't change anything.

The problem will always be there. If you don’t solve it, the most you can do is cover your eyes and pretend to be blind, but pretending to be blind can’t make the problem go away.

He just felt as if for a moment, he seemed to see the heroic self in those days, and he was like this for a short period of time.

Later... Later, I will never see myself like that again.

So if possible, he doesn't want Anderson to lose here.

But suddenly one day, that stupid student stood in front of him in a daze, with a mournful face, looking a little sad.

In fact, you never expected him to become the Monkey King, after all, this guy's situation is not comparable to that monkey in Shuilian Cave.

If you really can't, just be a Zhu Bajie. When you are lazy, you can't beat the monsters, so you shout "Brother, save me".

Then he could come from afar on the colorful auspicious clouds, and hit those wolves, tigers and leopards with nowhere to hide.

That's fine.

But he didn't, he couldn't even be Zhu Bajie, because Kyle never heard the cry for help.

Please, even if it is the cat that I have raised for many years, when he asks for help, he will try to save it, okay, why didn't he open his mouth?

I don't know if it's his stubbornness that didn't have much left, or some other reason, but he hasn't found this guy for a long time.

Then one day, when he was stealing ginseng fruit, he accidentally discovered the human corpse under the ginseng fruit tree, and in the corpse he saw the fool who longed for immortality.

At this moment, he finally knew that there was no reason why he didn't want to open his mouth. Just buried under the ginseng fruit tree, he took a bite of the ginseng fruit by chance, tasted what is called the power of immortality, and then actively closed his mouth.

Because he realized that there was a high probability that he would not be able to defeat the ancestor of the Earth Immortal, the Great Immortal Zhenyuan.

But Kyle was still angry.

Don't be fucking stupid, okay? !

People are here for me, without you, all enemies will stand in front of me in the end, where is it your turn to worry about me?

Love yourself honestly first, and try your best to make yourself survive!
But why?This idiot was thinking about the teacher-student relationship, he wanted to open his mouth and say "help me", but in the end he blocked his mouth tightly.

After I found him, he silently spit out the "fruit pulp" and showed that annoying crying face again, foolishly persuading himself to be careful, and saying that he had tasted the secret of immortality... …

Is this what I care about?

……

"That's not what I care about... Forget it, it doesn't matter, since we've reached this point, let's just make a big fuss!"

Watching the undead army out of control due to Anderson's death in the distance was quickly surrendered by the army of the God of Life and the Church of the God of Death, Kyle's eyes did not fluctuate at all.

"Lord Heloise, hand over the body of Ludelson's heir. Rudelson's power is an untouchable taboo for the mainland!"

The first to rush to the front was a legendary high-ranking death reaper of the Church of the God of Death. He held a long sickle in his hand and had an extremely solemn expression. A look of relaxed guard.

Then, just as he was approaching, he exploded.

At the same time, the space behind Kyle was distorted.

The professional resuscitator from the Church of the God of Life, who is also a high-level legend, has quietly jumped to Kyle's side, brandishing a weapon and attacking at the same time as the Death Harvester.

If it is some people who don't know Kyle, maybe they will have a fluke mentality when facing Kyle.

But this group of top combatants from the Church of Holy Brinia would not make such a fatal mistake.

No one knows better than them how terrifying the strength of this magical monarch who has not yet reached a fraction of his own age is.

Before he became a legend back then, he had already won the title of Magical Monarch, which only the most special group of legendary mages could get. Now that he has been promoted to a legend, he will only be more terrifying than before.

The two who joined forces in the raid knew very well that before they became legends, they obtained the power comparable to that of the newly promoted demigods. What kind of concept is this?
It can only be described with words like "outrageous".

So they knew very well that if the ones who came this time were not relatively special legions in the rendezvous between the two sides, who could faintly restrain individual mighty individuals, simply relying on the two of them would not be able to deter the Lord Heloise at all.

Maybe it was the same as the [Skeleton Wave] who was killed in seconds with almost no resistance. After being entangled for a few minutes, he was cut off by the horse.

But now, their sense of fear has been slightly suppressed.

Fear does not mean that they will not shoot.

On the contrary, as long as Kyle is resolved, all the things they have done before can be completely ended here.

Well, just need to get rid of Kyle here!
"Keep him here forever!"

The death reaper gave a loud shout.

At least now that the Magic Sovereign has left the Mage Tower, which they trust the most, and has temporarily fallen to the level that is almost unmatched for the two of them, if we don't take advantage of this time to find a way to kill him, don't we have to wait until Heroy Will Lord Si go to die after returning to his mage tower?
Thinking of this, the Death Reaper let out a loud roar, waving his scythe with both hands, and exerted more force from the front, trying to further suppress Kyle through close combat.

In an instant, that stern black light flashed across the air, as if it wanted to split everything in front of it into two.

However, their attacks were completely frozen in mid-air.

The blooming [Absolute Domain Force Field Barrier] is like a city wall that cannot be crossed, blocking all fucking thoughts and wishes outside the field.

At the same time, a red light flashed, and the recovery envoy from the Church of the God of Life snorted, and retreated involuntarily.

He stared blankly at the body that was almost cut in half. The incomparably tough body had extensive trauma, but it wasn't because it was cut by any weapon.

It was the force field barrier that stopped him just now that hurt him.

The film-like force field barrier is like a blade being ejected. At the moment when his attack was blocked just now, one piece of the assembled circular barrier directly changed its direction and ejected.

When the thin force field barrier passed across his body, the plane of the barrier, which was almost distorted, instantly cut a large wound in his body.

If he hadn't noticed something was wrong and retreated instantly, he might have been broken in two like this.

"what!!!"

Even though his body can recover quickly, he still let out a painful howl in this severe pain, clutching his body that was constantly gushing blood, and savagely escaped from Kyle's attack range.

Looking back, what I saw was the death reaper who was squeezed into a blurred mass of flesh and blood by two force field barriers.

too fast……

Such a terrifying death rate made everyone unable to react at all.

Death Harvester is a profession that can only be changed smoothly after reaching a high level. The damage to the soul and the extremely extreme close-range combat ability seem to be a joke at this moment.

He really didn't have time to react, and was directly crushed.

No...it can't go on like this.

He stretched out his hand, and under the control of mental power, he forcibly pulled the fuzzy flesh and blood of the death reaper out of the attack range.

The spiritual light on his right hand instantly landed on the mass of flesh and blood.

As the breath of the resuscitator slipped slightly, the mass of flesh and blood reverted to the appearance of the Death Harvester in a burst of distortion.

The death reaper looked gloomy in the direction of Kyle.

At that time, no one would have thought that he would die so simply.

The Resuscitation Messenger actually didn't have that many thoughts about saving the Death Reaper. Strictly speaking, the two were still competing in this battle.

But now he no longer has too many thoughts about competition.

That Monarch Heloise is far more threatening than the legend. For him, even if he pays a price now to save the Death Harvester who has been twisted so much that he can't even recognize his mother, he will have the opportunity to continue. one step action.

The legions of the Church of the God of Life and the God of Death following them are all special professionals called co-prosperists.

This is a group of special groups transformed from petitioners.

By using some magical means to integrate the thinking of the co-prosperity, even the source of professional power in their bodies will be almost exactly the same in this case.

In this situation, the power of the co-prosperity can be gathered upwards into the same individual, so that the strength of those few individuals can be improved by leaps and bounds.

The Death Harvester and the Resuscitation Messenger were waiting for this opportunity.

As a leader, for various reasons, if you want to maximize your interests in the war, you must not become a cheap exchange tool, but treat yourself as a more advanced tool for king to king.

The implication is...

Although the Death Harvester and the Resuscitator are high-level legends, they are not the "kings" who decide the key outcome.

Every second of delay, the balance of victory and defeat will move further in their direction.

And only the resuscitator, the possibility of holding Lord Heloise for a few more breaths... is zero!
So even if he wanted to take time out of his origin and forcibly reshape the flesh and blood of the death reaper into a brand new body, he had to do so.

Only this time, the two never dared to approach Kyle's surroundings again.

There is a restricted area of ​​life. The power system of this magical monarch is really strange. It is not like a conventional mage at all. Compared with the two who are good at close combat, Lord Heloise seems to have a more unique ability in spiritual combat. understand.

The two who opened the distance quickly started to bombard the surface like a baptism. Kyle seemed to be stunned. In this way, the barrier of Kyle's force field in the distance wiped out the attacks against him time and time again. remove.

That kind of strong defense ability really makes people desperate.

But the two who surrounded and suppressed Kyle were not afraid, on the contrary they were overjoyed.

It's better to dress up a little more!It's better to dress up a little more!In this way, more time can be delayed, and maybe this guy can be completely wiped out without paying any cruel price, and the power of that experimental product can be directly brought back to the church.

"Power is such a wonderful thing, it is like a magnifying glass, it will magnify your real and ugly posture at any time...

Like now, Lord Heloise, you are so arrogant! "

When the scarred Death Harvester and Resuscitation Messenger felt the terrifying power gathered behind them, a smile could not help but appear on the corners of their mouths.

I'm already using nirvana, can you beat me?

Just as he was thinking this way, the world seemed to become quiet at this moment, and a force that continued to spread seemed to suppress everything, as if the world had fallen into an absolute static state at this moment.

Anyone outside the area should quickly notice just how unusual the place Kyle and his group are fighting has become.

In fact, the powerful tribesmen who had been carefully observing the situation on the battlefield here were shocked for a moment, as if everything in this area had been stopped.

"The nine-ring spell of the transformation system has time to stop?"

Before everyone even reacted, they felt that the flow of time had returned to normal.

Then the terrifying spells that descended from the sky seemed to pull the surrounding land into doomsday, and countless streams of spells covered everything.

It was an extremely powerful eight-ring spell called [Day of Grief], and in just a split second, the magical energy burst of [Sun of Grief] drowned everything with reduced eyesight.

The effects of the 8 highly effective eight-ring spells have already far exceeded the upper limit of ordinary evocation-type nine-ring magic.

But now, the synchronously detonated [Day of Lamentation] continuously spreads the terrifying impact towards the surroundings, like a plate attack, and the ground in the northern wilderness trembles like a mournful cry under such an attack. The shock could even be transmitted all the way to Lancaster on the border.

When Dong Keil walked out from the center of the explosion, he could see the sunken land that was so deep that it spread radially towards the surrounding area.

There used to be a mountain ridge around here, but now everything is silent, leaving only a huge basin and burning flames.

"boring……"

An extraordinary legion targeting individual mighty power?How many divisions can you reach? !
The dust in the sky seemed to have completely ended at this moment. It was blown away by the storm that Kyle summoned casually, and turned into a sandstorm that spread into the distance.

Such a scene, like a living natural disaster, was imprinted in the eyes of the strong men of the tribe who were carefully hiding and observing from a distance, and they were shocked to the point of tearing their livers and gallbladders apart.

"Can an ordinary magic monarch exert such power after leaving the mage tower?"

A legendary barbarian whispered.

At this moment, he felt that he was so weak when facing Kyle, as if he might become the enemy who was crushed to death at any time.

The nine-ring time stopped the spell, and then instantly dropped 8 nine-ring evocation spells (the barbarian didn't know enough about magic, so he misunderstood the eight-ring performance magic as the nine-ring evocation magic)?
What kind of thing is this? Judging from the current situation, the Lord Heloise does not need to do anything. He only needs to airdrop a top-notch nine-ring magic to bombard it during the time period when the magic power is revived. Within a week, there was little usable land left in the northern moors.

No, the terrain changes caused by the explosion alone will cause problems in the original traffic arteries.

Just during the time period when the transportation network is rebuilt, a large number of people can be starved to death.

Is this the mage?Is this one of the most destructive professions in the new era?
Everyone let out a long breath, and the emotions in their hearts became extremely complicated.

In front of this kind of monster, if you don't use the power of the totem, then their legends may not make much difference to that monster, right?
Everyone looked at Kyle in the distance, feeling complicated and difficult to understand for a while.

Being an enemy with this kind of monster, it really doesn't even know when it will die!
Even some barbarians have begun to regret it in their hearts.

In fact, being able to climb to the top in other professions is not too bad for spellcasting professions.

Or to be more precise, although the number of pure spellcasting professions like mages is relatively small, if only the professions with spellcasting ability on the mainland are counted...

Then more than 80.00% of the occupations have the ability to cast spells to some extent, not to mention the most widely circulated occupation systems, all of which have the ability to cast spells.

Even if it is a warrior profession that has never been valued by people, after being promoted to a high level, the ability to cast spells will also become one of the core combat capabilities of a warrior.

The implication is that as long as one embarks on the path of a top professional, it is almost impossible to avoid the condition of casting spells.

Looking back now, this world has actually become the world of spellcasters a long time ago, but it is not until the emergence of pure spellcasting professions such as mages that the spellcasting skills scattered in countless professional systems have finally been eliminated. Abilities regrouped together.

As a result, the high-level leaders of the tribe have begun to regret it, and it's not that they don't have the talent to become a spellcaster. Why did they bother to change their profession to become a barbarian?
Oh, there is no room for mages to grow up in the northern wilderness, that's okay.

Just seeing such a scene, they couldn't help but think, now that the magic monarch is so strong that he can exert such terrifying power even after leaving the mage's tower?

"This... In this way, the evil forces in the northern wilderness of cholera have been wiped out, and we should live a peaceful life for a while, right?"

A high-level barbarian showed a worried expression on his face. The sadness that seemed to be mixed with various forces was really uncomfortable at all. He even wanted to show up a bit, and went directly to other big forces. .

He came to the northern wilderness to do his best, not to accept blows from various forces.

Another high-ranking official from the northern wilderness gritted his teeth, with a little anger in his voice: "What do you mean 'the evil forces in the northern wilderness of cholera have been wiped out'?
Didn't the guy who actually spread cholera in our lands never get swept up in the first place? "

The barbarian chiefs fell silent.

Don't they know who the "real cholera sufferers" this fellow is talking about?
But do they dare to speak out?Dare to stand up and directly condemn them?
Really weak forces are not even qualified to stand up to refute the Ibel Federation and Holy Brinia.

Even they are afraid.

As for what the fear is...

For example, the northern wilderness has not been recognized as a "country" by various forces from the very beginning. Although nominally, the northern wilderness should be managed by tribes, there is a huge problem.

That is, the tribe is essentially a loose alliance, and there is no strong connection at the national level at all. There are hundreds of small tribes clamoring to leave the tribe every day, and after leaving the tribe, they strongly demand to be added back to the tribe. There are also many small tribes.

Some of these small tribes are because they really have advantages and run away if they have demands. Another reason is that a large number of small tribes are actually controlled by external forces.

For example, when Kyle was still the weakest, there were people who directly used money to control the strongest combat power of the small tribe (although it was only a few beginners) to launch a death attack on Kyle.

And Kyle sent cavalry to clean up the small tribe, and the tribe didn't even stand up to condemn it.

He was even worried that Kyle would retaliate against them when he grew up...

This is the embarrassing situation facing the tribe today.

A group of people seem to hold together, but in fact they have different ideas in their hearts, and in many cases, they can be called shrimp soldiers and crab generals.

[With such a group of people, it is almost impossible for the tribe to be recognized on the mainland. 】

Well, this idea is almost the attitude of every high-level tribe towards other high-level people.

Everyone in the tribe is a rat, but I am the hero (personal limited edition).

That's pretty much it.

The tribe itself is not cohesive enough, let alone strong enough, not to mention, this northern wilderness was originally an open space left by various forces to serve as a buffer zone for the battlefield, and it does not belong to the barbarians in essence.

In the past few years, as the war between the various forces gradually subsided, the chaotic war that took place in the northern wilderness almost disappeared.

Now that there are no tigers in this mountain, monkeys dare to be kings, which is ridiculous.

It's okay for the small tribes below to not figure out the situation. Those who climbed to their position and haven't figured out the situation can only be stupid.

Everyone at the scene was a little worried for a while, and some barbarians looked at the direction of Kyle's departure and said in a low voice:

"Will this matter affect our tribe? I hand it over to you. At that time, those guys secretly lurked to the border of the Iber Federation, and they also directly passed through our northern wilderness.

If we let them know that people from the Three Waves Church sneaked to the Lancaster Territory at that time, it was because we didn't stop them, and with the character of the Lord Heloise, it would be normal even if they were angered. "

"Shut up, stop talking nonsense!"

All the high-level tribesmen shouted angrily, feeling terrified for a while.

"Let's talk about it, how about it?" A gentle voice sounded, and everyone trembled, and subconsciously raised their heads to look into the sky.

What came into view was a pair of ruby-like eyes, and the succubus tail that was restlessly active behind him.

Everyone felt a little bit off for a while, damn it, they were really afraid of something...

They all looked at the senior with angry eyes, and their eyes were full of the urge to tear his mouth apart.

I don't know if it was too frightening or what, the high-level tribe gritted his teeth and angrily said:
"You are one of the people who are ravaging our tribe's land now. You have already done this. Do you still want us to apologize?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

Kyle glanced coldly at the high-level tribe, and suddenly opened his mouth to show a warm smile, and said lightly:

"You savages are not natives of the northern wilderness, don't you think it's ridiculous when you say this?"

"But now the northern wilderness is actually influenced and controlled by us. For us, this is our homeland. Now that our home has been invaded, can't we even say a word? Even if you are a magic monarch, it is inevitable It's too strong!"

The high-level person had an expression of wanting to reason with Kyle.

This expression suddenly caused similar thoughts in the hearts of the high-level people in the tribe.

Although they knew that they had no way to stand on the commanding heights and point fingers at others, it did not prevent them from strongly approving what the tribal senior said.

The smile on Kyle's face didn't disappear at all, as if he didn't mind what he said at all.

He glanced at the high-level tribesmen who were afraid to look at him now, and the smile on the corner of his mouth rose more and more, making him look full of sunshine and cheerfulness.

"In addition to the Church of the God of Ice and Snow, you also directly let in the Church of the God of Life and the God of Death. The shepherds who treated a group of gods bowed down and started talking loudly in front of me."

Kyle didn't seem to be angry, but this situation made everyone nervous in an instant.

In this tense atmosphere, the high-level tribe seemed to be fearless, facing Kyle with his head held high.

Kyle sneered: "Ready, let's end the game here for now!"

The complexion of the high-ranking member of the tribe changed slightly, and he wanted to run away at the first moment. In the next moment, a pair of small hands were gently imprinted behind him.

After a terrifying tide of mental power was released, a distorted voice was slowly extracted from the body of the high-level tribe.

"A totem, attached to someone's body every day, scheming behind their backs, what kind of ability is it, if you don't want to talk to you, forget it, run in front of me and bark, who gave you the courage!"

The person who made the shot was Elubi, the self-disciplined puppet of the necromancy system. As a special puppet specializing in the necromancy system, she has inherited the power of Kyle, and she is undoubtedly a top necromancer.

Although the existence possessed by a certain totem can be regarded as powerful, but this is the situation for ordinary professionals. For a specialized legendary stage self-discipline doll like Kyle, when there are enough With the support of a lot of energy and computing power, it is approximately equal to the combat power of a necromancer.

Of course... it is limited to Kyle's exclusive extreme magic, and the inheritance of some necromancers after in-depth contact.

But even so, this kind of power is not something a legendary barbarian can resist.

Almost at this moment, Elubi's strength completely pulled his body into the realm of death, and with a bang, the withered and decayed legendary corpse fell to the ground.

The shock of killing a legend in an instant made everyone unable to recover for a while, only a few people suddenly realized what Kyle had just said.

"Picture, totem?"

There was a slightly collapsed expression on the faces of the people, and their eyes subconsciously looked at the twisted halo in the hand of Elubi floating in midair.

Like holding a beautiful gem, she carefully handed it over to Kyle.

Kyle sneered and said, "Long time no see, my Lord Totem, I thought you fell into some kind of god battle after not showing up for such a long time."

The light cluster trembled for a moment, and after a while, it made a doubtful voice: "When did you find out about my situation?"

Kyle smiled and said, "When? Of course it was the beginning. It's not the first time I've smelled the stench from you guys. I can feel it from a long distance away."

"So that's it. Is it the special development direction of the Charming Demon Eye? I was careless." Such a voice came from the light group.

Kyle nodded and said: "You are indeed too careless, didn't you brag to me before that you want to use the mainland as a stage to show your control over the situation?

So what's the situation now, don't tell me you just want to please me with your previous words? "

Strong indignation erupted from the flickering soul body.

This strong indignation seemed to ignite everything in his heart, only to hear the totem cursing crazily.

"Okay, I like the trick of sowing discord so much, then, my dear Lord Totem, have you ever experienced the feeling of being bombed by a celestial body?"

Just as Kyle was saying this, Elubi, who had been closing her eyes and resting her mind, seemed to be unable to wake up, slowly opened her eyes and said:
"Master, based on his soul clone, he has found the approximate area where the totem is."

"Well, Elubi is getting stronger and stronger."

Kyle stroked Alubi's head lightly and praised her.

The next moment, the ground shook again.

Everyone looked at the 8 huge steaming smoke clouds in the distance in astonishment. Even though they were still so far away from the place where the explosion occurred, they could still see the terrifying column of smoke rising into the sky, and such an explosion just appeared once.

It was the "Day of Grief" bombing that used eight consecutive bombings to directly treat the combat effectiveness of the entire Church of the God of Death and the Church of the God of Life as ashes.

In less than 10 minutes, two waves of terrifying spell strikes that were more powerful than ordinary nine-ring spells were detonated in succession. Such a terrifying concept made everyone unable to speak out for a while.

"Kyle..."

There was another ferocious roar from the distant sky.

This feeling of clearly not understanding their language, but the moment they hear the voice, it will be directly transformed into abusive words that can be understood by everyone. Kyle still feels very subtle after listening to it many times.

"I want me to kill you quickly, so as not to detect the location of the main body through the relationship between you and the totem root. It really makes it difficult for you to persist. However, the only value of your existence is gone now...

Then you go to die too! "

The moment Kyle said this, a sickle exuding a faint black mist appeared behind Alubi.

Accompanied by a flash of knife light, it seemed that everything became calm at this moment, and the locked totem soul was instantly annihilated.

Kyle snorted softly, and suddenly said with a smile: "What, you guys, the so-called chess players who use the mainland as a chessboard, when you really face a problem, your reaction is no different from ordinary people, right? .”

The next moment, the third round of [Day of Lamentation] serial explosions resounded through the world again.

Everyone in the tribe looked numbly at the mushroom cloud that was steaming up again, and they didn't want to talk at this moment.

Kyle looked into the distance, shook his head and said: "It's really amazing, we just aimed at killing you, and it didn't kill you...

Forget it, it doesn't matter, when we see you next time, I won't let you off so easily. "

Kyle waved his hand, and the next moment, the surrounding space was split, and the self-discipline puppets came out of the space crack, and slowly stepped into Kyle's shadow.

Kyle glanced coldly at the frightened tribe, and finally smiled and said: "You guys just do it for yourself."

After speaking, his figure disappeared from everyone's sight.

……

[Location: The Principality of England, Lance, Lancaster, Titan City Lord's Mansion]

Kyle breathed a sigh of relief, emptied his mind a little, and sighed softly.

"It seems that the means to deal with those guys need to be accelerated."

Kyle's gaze became deeper.

He didn't need to think too much, he soon knew that Lancaster Territory was about to usher in a new wave of commotion.

It has been two years, and Kyle has initially taken over the Battle Mage Academy. Recently, Mr. Lucius has completed the handover of work with himself, and it has finally calmed down a little. And intensified.

Now this situation has appeared again. The Battle Mage Lord first wiped out the [Bone Wave] in the northern wasteland, then flattened the coalition forces of the Church of the Two Gods, and then bombarded the tribe's totem god...

If this plot were put in the entertainment industry, it would be that the old thief Akasaka and Mr. Moego both fell ill, and they would directly give you a story of Akua and Ruby brothers and sisters giving birth to Ai Hoshino, and then in Shenmu Guang The disco in front of the grave is outrageous.

Undoubtedly, it was explosive news.

Anyone who has heard it will feel a little suspicious of the mental state of the old thief Akasaka and Mr. Menguo.

Kyle rubbed the center of his brows, already starting to have a headache for what happened next.

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　Street diary:
　　【Diary of the Happy Dead】

　　Chatting with everyone in the elderly care group, because recently I watched "The Child I Pushed" so much that I was so crazy that A Lang joked that I became a single pusher.

　　At this time, the white dove said with a look of grief and indignation: "He is not a single pusher, it is obviously because he is in too much pain, and he wants enough people to share the pain with him!"

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　　"Gou in the Deceitful World Liver Proficiency"

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