In Order to Become a Heroic Spirit, I Had to Do Things in History

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hurt him

boom--

Using the strong bouncing power of his legs, Arnold made a big hole in the ceiling and jumped out of the manor.

===Chapter 690 Sixth London Monster===

Ruslan hurriedly chased out the door, only to find that Arnold ran into the distance after simply venting in the manor.

The bodies of several servants were casually thrown into the courtyard, leaving only a mess on the road.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

boom--

Two strong hind limbs stepped on the ground, and each stroke could leave clearly visible marks on the ground.

This body makes this life feel pain.

Intense hatred and irritability filled all consciousness of this life.

revenge--

destroy--

Zorgen--! ! !

It roared forward, growling.

Except for the two Zorgens behind him, it can see, because of intense anger, intense resentment - it can see!

Opposite the city-state in front of you, there is Zorgen!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" He suddenly caught a glimpse of a huge house not far from the road, and subconsciously ran towards the house.

This is a tannery.

"Ahhh-"

Boom boom boom! ! !

The hard body made of magic and ore slammed into the tannery.

I don't need to say more about what will happen when terrifying monsters meet hungry, unarmed factory workers.

Arnold's body was soaked in blood, and the tannery echoed the wailing and crying of the survivors.

The compound eyes made of Arnona's magic power stared at the person in front of him.

The man was chubby and was shaking with fear.

"No no don't kill me ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

A blue-white, flame-like magical breath was spit out from Arno's mouth, and the chubby tannery owner who sold him to Selim directly turned it into coke in this breath.

It is the wrong product.

What it does is, of course, wrong.

After destroying the tannery, Arnold continued on to the Sorgen family estate opposite the city of London.

It has no reason, nor can there be reason.

It doesn't know right or wrong, it will only rely on its instinct to frantically destroy everything in its current frontier.

On the other side, in the Clock Tower on the outskirts of London.

"Mr. El-Melloi!"

bang——

The door of Mark's office was slammed open, and a young magician appeared at the door, looking anxious.

"What happened to make you so panicked?" Mark looked at his student dissatisfied.

"Just, just now—" He controlled his sharp breathing and pointed outside, "The observation familiar sent a message, a powerful magical reaction appeared outside the city of London, and is now heading towards the city of London!"

"Powerful magic reaction? What is it?" Maximilian frowned slightly.

Gu Fu

"I don't know, but the magic reaction is very big! It's so big - even stronger than most fantasy species!" The student organized his own language.

"What!?" Mark stood up suddenly, "Does Bathemello know?"

"The candidate for the dean also knows, or, in other words, except for the three monarchs who are temporarily absent from the clock tower, the monarch Animusphia, the monarch Meastia, and the monarch Balu Yereta, all the others are still in the clock tower. The monarch of the tower, including the dean, has been notified separately!"

At this moment, Maximilian Elmelo Kutzzak received a magic message.

"The crown meeting?" he murmured, frowning, "Why hold the crown meeting at this time?"

"Could it be because of that magic reaction near London?" A drop of cold sweat dripped down his face.

Without delay, he hurried to the conference room.

In panic, Arnold ripped apart the gates of London and broke into London with blood.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Faced with this terrifying monster, people panicked and fled.

Arno spit out a white magic breath, and the entire street was almost ignited, and flames and screams filled the street.

The people who were ignited were struggling and turned into dead bones and coke in just a few seconds. Arnold's huge fist wrapped in magic power slammed on the ground, and the surrounding ten meters were shaking.

The house collapsed and was set on fire.

The roar of monsters, the cries of people, and the crackling of fire.

Officials quickly organized personnel to block the monster, but the power of the monster was too strong, and no one could stop it.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Arnold's palm slapped a trembling controller, and the man smashed into the broken wall on the side of the road like a broken pocket, and there was no chance of surviving.

Arno frantically released his desire for destruction, and white flames erupted.

Horror engulfed London.

"Measures must be taken immediately." The monarch of this generation, Tranbergio, said solemnly, "Now that the strange creature has entered London, according to speculation, the direction of travel is our clock tower, whether it is For the clock tower or for the civilians, we all have to get this out of the way."

"I have no opinion. In fact, our family's magician has already set off." The monarch Barthemelo sighed, "The information on my side shows that the energy level of that creature is almost the same as that of the most powerful fantasy species. , could raze the entire city of London to the ground at any time if it wanted to."

"Perhaps there are some concerns? Or is it an incomplete use of its own power? Anyway, it is clearly in the weak stage now, and it may be in its infancy?" The monarch El-Mello knocked on the table.

"On the one hand, we need to stop the progress of this creature, and on the other hand, we need to know where this monster came from." The monarch of this generation, Brisisan, sighed, "How can a creature of this level still be It will exist on the surface, shouldn't it have been cut into the world as a mystery long ago?"

"All in all, this threat must be eliminated first." The monarch Gaiusling looked at the monarch Bathemello, "As for other things, we should put them aside."

The nine monarchs who were still in the Clock Tower nodded together.

Magicians, start moving.

They have only one goal.

That's rooting out monsters, securing the Clock Tower, then securing London, and then making sure the mystery doesn't leak.

On the outskirts of London, on the other side, the Zolgen family estate has been destroyed.

Selim, who was lying in the ruins, slowly opened his eyes.

"Uh-um" Covering himself, he pushed away the magic equipment he had buried, Selim wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sat up.

"What happened?" He stroked his head, "Not just now"

"Patriarch." Ruslan's expression was gloomy, his head bowed, still sitting on his knees, next to Selim.

His tone was low and lifeless.

"Now, enjoy the scenery you made."

===Chapter 690 The Seventh Slammed Selim===

Selim sat in the ruins of the manor, looking in the direction of the City of London.

Even from a distance of several kilometers, he could see the thick smoke and flames wafting from the city of London.

He suddenly remembered something, turned his head and searched frantically.

"Arnuo, where is Arnold No. [-]? Where did Arno No. [-] go!?" He pondered in panic, searching among the broken walls of the laboratory, "Could it be that it collapsed? Or did something else happen? thing?"

He had a terrifying guess in his mind, terrifying enough to frighten him.

But he didn't want to admit it, he didn't want to--

"Selim! Selim Sorgen!" Ruslan's roar, gnashing his teeth, suddenly interrupted Selim's thoughts.

"Huh?" Selim turned around and looked in Ruslan's direction at a loss.

But he saw a fist enlarge in his field of vision.

Bang!

"Uh--"

The tall Selim was kicked out by the short Ruslan, and he fell heavily on the ground.

Ruslan immediately chased after him reluctantly, punching Selim again in the face.

"You—inhumane! Unconscionable—the bastard!!!"

"puff--"

Ruslan grabbed Selim by the collar and lifted Selim halfway, with bloody tears remaining on his face, and roaring hysterically.