Chapter 273
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As a player, green fruit's immortality is not unknown in the magic Council. Even before, she was caught by the speaker of the magic Council, and tried to study the physical anatomy of green fruit for many times. Every time, she had to commit suicide to escape torture.
In the hands of the speaker, she has died at least 20 times. If her previous Japanese mage's accomplishments are still alive, she promises to kill the speaker as soon as possible.
Finally trapped, she had to promise to cooperate with the speaker to carry out some limited magic experiments to get the freedom of movement, but if the other side wanted to, she could still be caught at any time.
She had been gloating for a long time when she heard that the speaker of the magic Council was seriously wounded by the Church of light and the Empire.
No one answered. Everyone followed master Regan in silence. As if they were not interested in it, the mansion was about to collapse. They had to think about the future of themselves and their families.
It's impossible for the church. The religious atmosphere there is too strong to accept the presence of supernatural forces outside the church. They are doomed to end up in the fire. It is said that the so-called God of light likes to sacrifice the mage with higher wisdom.
On the other side of the Empire, there are some possibilities, but the conditions are extremely harsh, almost the treatment of slaves.
How can the arrogant and arrogant mages accept the knights who used to be humble slaves as servants?
The original idea was that I would rather die than give in. Now, after a life and death experience, some people's minds have changed.
"Help! Please, help me. "
"Bitch, how dare you run?"
In front of them, a pretty young woman ran to them. Her clothes were broken, revealing a large area of snow-white skin. Her hair was scattered and her eyes were full of tears.
Behind her were three big men with swords and grinning grimly. There were people beating, smashing and burning in the shop. They were laughing wildly. Smoke came out from many places. On the ground, the bodies of old, young, women and children killed could be seen occasionally.
At the corner of the street, the woman was stripped of her clothes and groaned helplessly, beside the bodies of her husband and son.
The sound of terror brought by the safety cabin only calmed the mobs for a while, then they ignored the burning, killing and looting. They only had the joy in front of them. Their extreme fear and desire had burned their heads, and they could not care about any crisis and thinking.
To be happy for a while is just a moment. The army of the Church of light and the Empire are not strictly disciplined troops. City slaughtering often occurs. Tomorrow, there is no tomorrow.
The whole city of demons has gone mad and can't escape. It has been surrounded by people from the Empire and the Church of light. The guards and troops that should have appeared have disappeared. They may have fled or joined the carnival of these thugs.
Seeing the only group of people who saw that she didn't escape immediately, the young woman's face showed a color of ecstasy. She quickly stepped forward and tried to catch the last straw: "my Lord, help me, help me. My husband is a mage, and he has been killed in battle a few days ago.
Help me. These people have killed my parents and my son. Please help me
She has vision. Although these people seem to be powerless old men, they have the same momentum as their husbands. They are definitely mages. Even a mage apprentice has the ability to save her.
Several thugs who had deliberately slowed down their pursuit and enjoyed the appearance of beautiful young women running for their lives also felt some mistakes. They stopped slowly and reluctantly said, "this woman is our slave. Since she has taken a fancy to you, it is yours. We will never interfere."
Ordinary people living in the city of Magic have some understanding of the mage, and a bad feeling comes to their mind.
The next moment, a green blade will run the fastest two big men with knives, even people with knives split into two.
"Master mage, please forgive me. They did everything, and it has nothing to do with me."
The last big man with whiskers clanged down to the ground with a machete in his hands and cried bitterly. He did not dare to resist. They could not understand the strength and cruelty of the mage.
Regan looked at the bearded man and the thugs around him. He turned to the young woman and asked, "what you said is true? Where are the guards of the city of demons? Are they all dead? "
The young woman knelt down on the ground with her hair spread out and took out a shield necklace with magic aura from her chest: "my Lord, it's true. My husband's name is Andrea, who is a formal mage of the second army. This is his identity plate left after his death."
She pointed to the bearded man over there, with deep hatred: "they suddenly rushed into my house this morning, killed my son, and my husband's parents, and robbed my house of property."
Regan closed his eyes slightly, calming his inner agitation. He looked at the bearded man kneeling on the ground, and said with no expression, "is what she said true?"
He didn't feel too much about the miserable experience of the civilians around him. Those civilians who could not learn magic had no great value. At most, he only felt that it was a pity.But the experience of the widow of the wizard who died for the magic Council made him angry. The mage is a noble, the creator of splendid civilization, and a noble person. These damned civilians dare to treat a wizard like this to her widow!
The bearded man stopped begging for mercy. Seeing Magen's murderous face, he lost his last chance and said, "what's the matter? You mages deserve death. You do not believe in God of light and bring disaster to us. You all deserve to die. "
He suddenly began to laugh: "this bitch has a good taste. I spent an hour in the morning, but I didn't expect to be able to run out.
You mages can't run away, your daughters will become prostitutes, and you will be burned alive by those church people... "
A blue light from his head above, the head flying, ejected dozens of centimeter high blood.
"Let's go and kill all the troublemakers."
"There is no doubt about the dignity of our mages. As long as we are in one day, the world and elements are still in control for us," Regan said coldly
The mages around him also had red eyes, large wind blades, fireballs, yellow earth arrows and ice crystal arrows, killing all the rioters around.
"Rioters, looters, death!"
The surrounding land was suddenly dyed red and silent. All the people could not help but think of the majesty ruled by the mage. They bowed down respectfully and stood by. They did not dare to make any crazy actions.
Green fruit sighs in his heart. It can be imagined that the whole city has lost order. Several of them can ensure the restoration of order nearby, but what can be done further away?
Now that people are exhausted, where can we organize people to restore order in the city? The armies of the Church of light and the Empire are approaching, but the armies in the hands of the magic Council have all been lost, and the speaker is seriously injured and has fallen into the dying stage.
Even if she was a mouse, she would have to be trapped in a life of practicing magic arts like a mouse. This world is already a world of churches and knights, and being caught is the end of the fire.
It is too difficult to cultivate magic by one person alone. There is a system for magic materials, training sites, magic props and inheritance of magic knowledge. It is impossible for a single person to do all the things of cultivating a civilization system.
Reluctantly, even the luckiest in my life can cultivate to the point of monthly level magician, or the kind of castrated magician in the world.
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As a player, green fruit's immortality is not unknown in the magic Council. Even before, she was caught by the speaker of the magic Council, and tried to study the physical anatomy of green fruit for many times. Every time, she had to commit suicide to escape torture.
In the hands of the speaker, she has died at least 20 times. If her previous Japanese mage's accomplishments are still alive, she promises to kill the speaker as soon as possible.
Finally trapped, she had to promise to cooperate with the speaker to carry out some limited magic experiments to get the freedom of movement, but if the other side wanted to, she could still be caught at any time.
She had been gloating for a long time when she heard that the speaker of the magic Council was seriously wounded by the Church of light and the Empire.
No one answered. Everyone followed master Regan in silence. As if they were not interested in it, the mansion was about to collapse. They had to think about the future of themselves and their families.
It's impossible for the church. The religious atmosphere there is too strong to accept the presence of supernatural forces outside the church. They are doomed to end up in the fire. It is said that the so-called God of light likes to sacrifice the mage with higher wisdom.
On the other side of the Empire, there are some possibilities, but the conditions are extremely harsh, almost the treatment of slaves.
How can the arrogant and arrogant mages accept the knights who used to be humble slaves as servants?
The original idea was that I would rather die than give in. Now, after a life and death experience, some people's minds have changed.
"Help! Please, help me. "
"Bitch, how dare you run?"
In front of them, a pretty young woman ran to them. Her clothes were broken, revealing a large area of snow-white skin. Her hair was scattered and her eyes were full of tears.
Behind her were three big men with swords and grinning grimly. There were people beating, smashing and burning in the shop. They were laughing wildly. Smoke came out from many places. On the ground, the bodies of old, young, women and children killed could be seen occasionally.
At the corner of the street, the woman was stripped of her clothes and groaned helplessly, beside the bodies of her husband and son.
The sound of terror brought by the safety cabin only calmed the mobs for a while, then they ignored the burning, killing and looting. They only had the joy in front of them. Their extreme fear and desire had burned their heads, and they could not care about any crisis and thinking.
To be happy for a while is just a moment. The army of the Church of light and the Empire are not strictly disciplined troops. City slaughtering often occurs. Tomorrow, there is no tomorrow.
The whole city of demons has gone mad and can't escape. It has been surrounded by people from the Empire and the Church of light. The guards and troops that should have appeared have disappeared. They may have fled or joined the carnival of these thugs.
Seeing the only group of people who saw that she didn't escape immediately, the young woman's face showed a color of ecstasy. She quickly stepped forward and tried to catch the last straw: "my Lord, help me, help me. My husband is a mage, and he has been killed in battle a few days ago.
Help me. These people have killed my parents and my son. Please help me
She has vision. Although these people seem to be powerless old men, they have the same momentum as their husbands. They are definitely mages. Even a mage apprentice has the ability to save her.
Several thugs who had deliberately slowed down their pursuit and enjoyed the appearance of beautiful young women running for their lives also felt some mistakes. They stopped slowly and reluctantly said, "this woman is our slave. Since she has taken a fancy to you, it is yours. We will never interfere."
Ordinary people living in the city of Magic have some understanding of the mage, and a bad feeling comes to their mind.
The next moment, a green blade will run the fastest two big men with knives, even people with knives split into two.
"Master mage, please forgive me. They did everything, and it has nothing to do with me."
The last big man with whiskers clanged down to the ground with a machete in his hands and cried bitterly. He did not dare to resist. They could not understand the strength and cruelty of the mage.
Regan looked at the bearded man and the thugs around him. He turned to the young woman and asked, "what you said is true? Where are the guards of the city of demons? Are they all dead? "
The young woman knelt down on the ground with her hair spread out and took out a shield necklace with magic aura from her chest: "my Lord, it's true. My husband's name is Andrea, who is a formal mage of the second army. This is his identity plate left after his death."
She pointed to the bearded man over there, with deep hatred: "they suddenly rushed into my house this morning, killed my son, and my husband's parents, and robbed my house of property."
Regan closed his eyes slightly, calming his inner agitation. He looked at the bearded man kneeling on the ground, and said with no expression, "is what she said true?"
He didn't feel too much about the miserable experience of the civilians around him. Those civilians who could not learn magic had no great value. At most, he only felt that it was a pity.But the experience of the widow of the wizard who died for the magic Council made him angry. The mage is a noble, the creator of splendid civilization, and a noble person. These damned civilians dare to treat a wizard like this to her widow!
The bearded man stopped begging for mercy. Seeing Magen's murderous face, he lost his last chance and said, "what's the matter? You mages deserve death. You do not believe in God of light and bring disaster to us. You all deserve to die. "
He suddenly began to laugh: "this bitch has a good taste. I spent an hour in the morning, but I didn't expect to be able to run out.
You mages can't run away, your daughters will become prostitutes, and you will be burned alive by those church people... "
A blue light from his head above, the head flying, ejected dozens of centimeter high blood.
"Let's go and kill all the troublemakers."
"There is no doubt about the dignity of our mages. As long as we are in one day, the world and elements are still in control for us," Regan said coldly
The mages around him also had red eyes, large wind blades, fireballs, yellow earth arrows and ice crystal arrows, killing all the rioters around.
"Rioters, looters, death!"
The surrounding land was suddenly dyed red and silent. All the people could not help but think of the majesty ruled by the mage. They bowed down respectfully and stood by. They did not dare to make any crazy actions.
Green fruit sighs in his heart. It can be imagined that the whole city has lost order. Several of them can ensure the restoration of order nearby, but what can be done further away?
Now that people are exhausted, where can we organize people to restore order in the city? The armies of the Church of light and the Empire are approaching, but the armies in the hands of the magic Council have all been lost, and the speaker is seriously injured and has fallen into the dying stage.
Even if she was a mouse, she would have to be trapped in a life of practicing magic arts like a mouse. This world is already a world of churches and knights, and being caught is the end of the fire.
It is too difficult to cultivate magic by one person alone. There is a system for magic materials, training sites, magic props and inheritance of magic knowledge. It is impossible for a single person to do all the things of cultivating a civilization system.
Reluctantly, even the luckiest in my life can cultivate to the point of monthly level magician, or the kind of castrated magician in the world.
www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
As a player, green fruit's immortality is not unknown in the magic Council. Even before, she was caught by the speaker of the magic Council, and tried to study the physical anatomy of green fruit for many times. Every time, she had to commit suicide to escape torture. In the hands of the speaker, she has died at least 20 times. If her previous Japanese mage's accomplishments are still alive, she promises to kill the speaker as soon as possible. Finally trapped, she had to promise to cooperate with the speaker to carry out some limited magic experiments to get the freedom of movement, but if the other side wanted to, she could still be caught at any time. She had been gloating for a long time when she heard that the speaker of the magic Council was seriously wounded by the Church of light and the Empire. No one answered. Everyone followed master Regan in silence. As if they were not interested in it, the mansion was about to collapse. They had to think about the future of themselves and their families. It's impossible for the church. The religious atmosphere there is too strong to accept the presence of supernatural forces outside the church. They are doomed to end up in the fire. It is said that the so-called God of light likes to sacrifice the mage with higher wisdom. On the other side of the Empire, there are some possibilities, but the conditions are extremely harsh, almost the treatment of slaves. How can the arrogant and arrogant mages accept the knights who used to be humble slaves as servants? The original idea was that I would rather die than give in. Now, after a life and death experience, some people's minds have changed. "Help! Please, help me. " "Bitch, how dare you run?" In front of them, a pretty young woman ran to them. Her clothes were broken, revealing a large area of snow-white skin. Her hair was scattered and her eyes were full of tears. Behind her were three big men with swords and grinning grimly. There were people beating, smashing and burning in the shop. They were laughing wildly. Smoke came out from many places. On the ground, the bodies of old, young, women and children killed could be seen occasionally. At the corner of the street, the woman was stripped of her clothes and groaned helplessly, beside the bodies of her husband and son. The sound of terror brought by the safety cabin only calmed the mobs for a while, then they ignored the burning, killing and looting. They only had the joy in front of them. Their extreme fear and desire had burned their heads, and they could not care about any crisis and thinking. To be happy for a while is just a moment. The army of the Church of light and the Empire are not strictly disciplined troops. City slaughtering often occurs. Tomorrow, there is no tomorrow. The whole city of demons has gone mad and can't escape. It has been surrounded by people from the Empire and the Church of light. The guards and troops that should have appeared have disappeared. They may have fled or joined the carnival of these thugs. Seeing the only group of people who saw that she didn't escape immediately, the young woman's face showed a color of ecstasy. She quickly stepped forward and tried to catch the last straw: "my Lord, help me, help me. My husband is a mage, and he has been killed in battle a few days ago. Help me. These people have killed my parents and my son. Please help me She has vision. Although these people seem to be powerless old men, they have the same momentum as their husbands. They are definitely mages. Even a mage apprentice has the ability to save her. Several thugs who had deliberately slowed down their pursuit and enjoyed the appearance of beautiful young women running for their lives also felt some mistakes. They stopped slowly and reluctantly said, "this woman is our slave. Since she has taken a fancy to you, it is yours. We will never interfere." Ordinary people living in the city of Magic have some understanding of the mage, and a bad feeling comes to their mind. The next moment, a green blade will run the fastest two big men with knives, even people with knives split into two. "Master mage, please forgive me. They did everything, and it has nothing to do with me." The last big man with whiskers clanged down to the ground with a machete in his hands and cried bitterly. He did not dare to resist. They could not understand the strength and cruelty of the mage. Regan looked at the bearded man and the thugs around him. He turned to the young woman and asked, "what you said is true? Where are the guards of the city of demons? Are they all dead? " The young woman knelt down on the ground with her hair spread out and took out a shield necklace with magic aura from her chest: "my Lord, it's true. My husband's name is Andrea, who is a formal mage of the second army. This is his identity plate left after his death." She pointed to the bearded man over there, with deep hatred: "they suddenly rushed into my house this morning, killed my son, and my husband's parents, and robbed my house of property." Regan closed his eyes slightly, calming his inner agitation. He looked at the bearded man kneeling on the ground, and said with no expression, "is what she said true?" He didn't feel too much about the miserable experience of the civilians around him. Those civilians who could not learn magic had no great value. At most, he only felt that it was a pity.But the experience of the widow of the wizard who died for the magic Council made him angry. The mage is a noble, the creator of splendid civilization, and a noble person. These damned civilians dare to treat a wizard like this to her widow! The bearded man stopped begging for mercy. Seeing Magen's murderous face, he lost his last chance and said, "what's the matter? You mages deserve death. You do not believe in God of light and bring disaster to us. You all deserve to die. " He suddenly began to laugh: "this bitch has a good taste. I spent an hour in the morning, but I didn't expect to be able to run out. You mages can't run away, your daughters will become prostitutes, and you will be burned alive by those church people... " A blue light from his head above, the head flying, ejected dozens of centimeter high blood. "Let's go and kill all the troublemakers." "There is no doubt about the dignity of our mages. As long as we are in one day, the world and elements are still in control for us," Regan said coldly The mages around him also had red eyes, large wind blades, fireballs, yellow earth arrows and ice crystal arrows, killing all the rioters around. "Rioters, looters, death!" The surrounding land was suddenly dyed red and silent. All the people could not help but think of the majesty ruled by the mage. They bowed down respectfully and stood by. They did not dare to make any crazy actions. Green fruit sighs in his heart. It can be imagined that the whole city has lost order. Several of them can ensure the restoration of order nearby, but what can be done further away? Now that people are exhausted, where can we organize people to restore order in the city? The armies of the Church of light and the Empire are approaching, but the armies in the hands of the magic Council have all been lost, and the speaker is seriously injured and has fallen into the dying stage. Even if she was a mouse, she would have to be trapped in a life of practicing magic arts like a mouse. This world is already a world of churches and knights, and being caught is the end of the fire. It is too difficult to cultivate magic by one person alone. There is a system for magic materials, training sites, magic props and inheritance of magic knowledge. It is impossible for a single person to do all the things of cultivating a civilization system. Reluctantly, even the luckiest in my life can cultivate to the point of monthly level magician, or the kind of castrated magician in the world. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
