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"Wadim, activate 'Astrology' and prepare to start the great magic of the astronomy department!"

Barthomello ordered loudly that the monarch of the astronomy department did not come, but as a famous family with a long history and a famous family, the Wadham family, which is only under the monarch in the astronomy department, also has a decisive force in the clock tower .

We must know that in the future, a certain head of the Wodaimu family can become the strongest one among the forty-eight masters of the Human Security Organization. .

Chapter 60 The Third Party Intervenes

"Roja!!"

On the icy and snowy plain, the cold east wind blows past, and the tiny snowflakes fall on the golden hair. The princess of the true ancestor is wearing a pure white dress that is a fantasy. The snow-white fragrant shoulders complement the beautiful scenery of the ice field. The two rounds on the neckline are as clear and smooth as ice crystals.

The princess held a pointer in her hand, and the pointer was vibrating violently, pointing in the direction of the woman with the majestic figure of an older Slav in front.

When Roja saw Her Royal Highness, his eyes flashed a touch of amazement and nostalgia. The beautiful blond hair that reached to his waist, and the pure and lily-like posture, were just like the true ancestor's 800 years ago. In the royal city, the agent named Roja was moved when he first met.

"Ahhh, Your Royal Highness, you have finally come after me. Looking at you now, you are becoming more and more like a 'person'. That guy is really unreliable. He said he would not chase me down, or give me That dress of yours led you to find me."

Roja's expression was distorted. He stood in the snowfield and covered his face and laughed wildly. There was joy and fear in his smile.

"Don't speak ill of Roy. He said he promised you not to kill you, but he really didn't kill you. I begged him to tell me where you are."

Hearing that the original walker who had deceived him, the now-dead disciple, arranged Roy, Alquette said unhappily.

Roja was filled with jealousy for some reason. As long as Her Royal Highness wakes up, she will chase after him, and after he dies, she will return to sleep in the Millennium City. This is where their bond lies, and he is the most special Because the true ancestor's princess will only have emotional fluctuations and changes when facing him.

But now, there is another person who makes Her Royal Highness fluctuate, and makes the Princess say good things about him. How is this possible? Step in -.

The original sin of jealousy permeated Roja's heart and body, and the ancestor of the superstition shouted angrily: "...he is deceiving you, the people in the church are all liars, you are still so simple, you will definitely be like It was cheated by me again eight hundred years ago - by other people!"

"...princess of the true ancestor, instead of letting you be deceived again, let me tear your beautiful figure into pieces now!"

Roja laughed wildly, and rushed up fearlessly. Anyway, this kind of killing has continued more than ten times in the past eight hundred years. He knew that he still had no chance of defeating the princess in front of him in this reincarnation. But to be killed by a beautiful princess like a moth to a flame, isn't it also a kind of romance.

Roja's words ignited Alquite's anger. Her scarlet pupils turned into pure gold, and the sharp teeth of vampires were exposed between her red lips. Even the slender fingers changed into full Evil claws.

Alquite didn't say a word, just rushed past like a chariot, every step she stepped on the snow under her feet caused the surrounding earthquakes to shake a few times.

Hair plays an extremely important role in the mysterious world. It is a medium for accumulating magic power. Many female magicians have long hair and will store magic power in their hair. At critical moments, they can cut off their hair to save their lives. After giving it to Alquite, the true ancestor's princess' power returned to 10%, and the result was that Roja's body was torn into pieces by her in one face-to-face meeting.

As the ancestor of the Dead Apostles, Roja certainly would not die so easily, but the strength contrast between the two sides was extremely different from the beginning of this battle. In this environment full of true ether, Alquite's fantasy came true. has been greatly enhanced.

"boom------"

A huge roar erupted in the snow field, and it was only a matter of time before the death and reincarnation of the snake of Akasha.

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Tomorrow Xuankong, since he knows that the enemy is a Dead Apostle, no matter if it is the church or the magician, he will definitely choose to march at noon, and now is the time of noon.

But at noon, a unique miracle occurred. A blood-red moon rose at this time, appearing together with the sun in the sky, looking forward to the beautiful scenery of the sun and the moon shining together.

The appearance of the blood moon dimmed the brilliance of the sun a lot. In this strange scene, a beautiful jet-black figure came stepping on the white snow. Her seductiveness made her look like a fairy in the snow, so delicate that it was hard to look away.

But no one dared to look at this beautiful girl at this time. The black and white knights and many dead disciples were kneeling on the ground, welcoming their master.

"Master Ji Jun! Your body...?!"

The black knight and the white knight were excited. They hadn't seen their lord for a year. After seeing that Erte Luqi was intact, the two knights finally breathed a sigh of relief, especially the lord's old wounds recovered. Many, the raging magic power told others that although the ancient red hadn't completely healed, it was no longer as weak as it used to be.

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The two knights were overjoyed by Ji Jun, who showed his existence in this way, and the dead disciples who belonged directly to Hei Ji bowed their heads humbly.

"Secretary Rui Zowal and Sir Brad, you have done a good job this year."

The ancient red sandalwood mouth was slightly open, and there was no smile on her cold face. She was completely different from when she was by Roy's side, but her praise made the two knights feel excited and their fighting spirit was high.

"Master Ji Jun, all of your dead disciples who can reach here have already arrived, please issue an order!"

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The black knight Rizowal Stulut performed the knight's salute, waiting respectfully for the command of the lord. As for why Lord Ji Jun's body would recover to such an extent, if Lord Ji Jun didn't say anything, as a subordinate They won't ask too much.

"Wait, what we have to do now is to wait! Let the church and the clock tower fight Altenroche first, and wait until their strength is almost exhausted. Tenrose's trump card!"

Even though she has an inexplicable relationship with Roy, even if her relationship is a bit ambiguous, but Ancient Red will not let her hands go to help the church because of her emotional problems. Now she is a dead disciple The Hei Ji, naturally put the safety of the dead disciples as the top priority, and the command 'wait' is the most correct command at this stage.

"However, whether this order is really correct or not makes me a little uncertain. If I want to stop the people from the church and the clock tower, Auten Roche will inevitably send a large number of dead disciples. Perhaps at this time, the ruins of the Age of Gods where he is Very empty?"

Erte Luqi felt a headache, this is like Zhuge Liang and Sima Yi in the Three Kingdoms period, whether it is an empty city plan or a trap, it is impossible to be sure unless you really enter it.

Ancient Red never dared to underestimate another being known as the King of the Dead Apostles. As the oldest Dead Apostle, Bai Yigong was unique among the Dead Apostles in terms of strength, wisdom, and ambition.

Underneath the chaotic battle was an undercurrent. Sichuan.

Chapter 61: Meteorite Skyfall

A huge fortress rises from the horizon, occupying half of the sky. Even the spectacle of the sun and the moon shining together is covered by the shadow of the fortress, making the world dark.

"Valery Fernando Vandil Xiutam!"

Bathmelo stared at the huge floating city, and solemnly read out the real name of the fourteenth ancestor of the dead disciples.

"Van Feim of the Demon City, the ancestor Bathermelo once hunted him down, but in the end it was a failure."

Even in the face of the huge fortress in the air that came through the sky, the current Lord of Bathermelo remained unchanged, and he could still tell the past events that happened a hundred years ago in a relaxed tone.

Because the oldest dead apostle, White Wing, was originally a member of the Barthemero family, the largest noble family in the clock tower believed that the existence of White Wing was an insult to Barthemelo, so that every generation of Barthemelo When the Lord is keen to kill the "Two Thirty" King of the Dead Apostles, even the entire Barthumello family hates the entire group of the Dead Apostles.

The Barthemero family knew the information about the ancestor of the Dead Apostles very well, second only to the church. Occasionally, the Barthemero family would join hands with the church to attack and kill the apostles.

However, there is a family of the clock tower nobles present who have an unrivaled understanding of Van Fem. Bathmelo looked at Baru Yeretta, and the monarch of the Creation Division smiled wryly: "...Van Di Ershitam was indeed an important member of the creation of Kobaru Yereta when the clock tower was first built. He followed the dean and made indelible contributions to the establishment of the clock tower, but in the end he turned himself into a Dead Apostles."

"...He is a puppeteer, but compared to most puppet masters who pursue fineness, he is better at making giant dolls. He even thought about making giant puppets 1700 years ago. The idea of ​​giant robots coming to war."

The production of dolls has always been the pursuit of the creation department in the past, but since the development of human science and technology, the mystery of automatic dolls has begun to decline, so that there are very few magicians in the creation department who study dolls in this era.

"No matter what this dead man thinks, since he dared to enter the magic range of our clock tower alone, then let this dead man who turned his back on the clock tower despair here!"

Barthomello looked indifferent and proud. He raised his hands, and an illusory model of the earth appeared between his hands. He could see dense lines winding around the model of the earth. Those were all the spiritual veins of the earth. It could also be said to be The magic circuit of the planet.

The earth is also a star, and being able to create a map of the spiritual veins of a star with just a few gestures is originally a magic of the astronomical science, but the magic characteristics of the Barthemero family allow this family to easily master even the magic of the astronomical science.

As the biggest nobleman of the clock tower, the apex of the nobility who has ruled the clock tower for more than a thousand years, Barthemero's magic characteristic is 'universal', whether it is astronomy, creation, ore, spirit, etc. Magic can be commanded like an arm, and coupled with the absolute elite education of the Barthemero family, only the most elite personnel who can master all magic are allowed to move around outside, and if they lack the ability, they will be locked in the ancestral house forever I can't see people all my life.

It would be a great insult to this absolute nobleman to let the weaklings of the family meet the world.

Therefore, the Barthemero family with the characteristic of "universal" is the most suitable family for coordinating the Clock Tower. Barthemero, who has researched in various disciplines of magic and has superb skills, is the master, and is the only one who can control all clock towers. A person whose strength is united.

Now that the lord of the astronomical department, Animsfia, is not at home, the magicians of the astronomical department should be led by him, the owner of Bathmelo.

Two huge floating fortresses are flying in. From the appearance, one of these two fortresses looks like a griffin, and the other looks like a harpy. They are the phantom species of the Age of Gods created by the fourteenth ancestor of the dead apostles. For reference, the huge mechanical dolls manufactured, the huge size and added mystery are even enough to rival the apex giant dragons of fantasy species.

Although the mystery of dolls has declined, there are always some talented people who will find a new path in the magic of dolls.

Just at the foot of the magic city, a mature and stable gentleman man in a suit was walking leisurely in the snow. He was wearing a monocle and a tall hat on his head. He was none other than the Dead Apostle. Fourteenth Patriarch.

Fan Feimu pulled the brim of his hat. In terms of the physical ability of the Dead Apostle, he is not outstanding, but borrowing the immortality and long life of the Dead Apostle, he carefully crafted his own puppet, just as he said. Not good at fine manipulation, even his huge golem is not suitable for one-on-one battles, but it is very suitable for rough wars like now!

"Come on, my darlings, let these modern magicians see the ancient mysteries!"

Van Feim pressed his monocle with one finger, and then the huge bodies of the 'Griffin' and 'Harpy' floating in the air burst out a massive amount of magic power. An artificial magic circuit created by Van Ferme!

To the magicians, this huge magical power is like the sun shining in the dark night. When the true ether of the age of gods started to vibrate, all the clock tower magicians knew that the two magic cities were about to attack.. .....

"Lord. Baru Yeretta, I will leave the defense to you, and I will also take care of it in the middle. Magicians of the Astronomical Department, start your big magic of the Astronomical Department!"

Under the guidance of Barthemelo's own "universal" magic characteristics, the head of the Vadim family was excited, and finally activated the ancient magic that has always been engraved in the magic circuit, but is almost useless in modern times!

At that moment, the sun and the moon in the sky seemed to be covered by the light of the stars, and the earth model in Barthomello's hands began to expand into an earth-moon system, and at the same time, a flow of magic power was generated in the infinite high sky.

This is exactly the 'astrology' activated by the starry sky as a magic circuit. Astrology itself should be used for prediction, but the sages of the Wadham family once completed a ritual close to fantasy, but fantasy is fantasy after all. Applied in reality, now with the help of the true ether of the age of gods, and the master of Barthelmelo using his own magic circuit to perform calculations and thinking, the fantasy has finally turned into reality!

On the dome, a huge meteorite made of magic power was borrowing the magic power of the earth and the moon to build it, and then the meteorite fell from the sky under the attraction of magic power and the magnetic field of magic power!

Since 4.8, the magic of astronomy has been exaggerated, and it is difficult for a single person to use big magic, and because magicians can't even understand the human body and the substances that can be seen everywhere, they directly study the starry sky and the reality of astral bodies. It is a bit too advanced, so inside the clock tower, the position of the magician of the astronomical department has always been awkward, and is called "flashy" by the magicians of other disciplines.

But now, with the existence of the Ether of the Age of Gods, and the head of the Barthemelo family personally turning his magic circuit into a calculation device, the head of the Wadham family has finally successfully implemented the magic formula imagined by the family sages in reality. application.

At this moment, even Roy raised his head and glanced at the sky. Although the power of this level of spells is far inferior to that of angel spells, it is already the highest level below the peak of human beings. Such a lethal spell, even a god would be injured by such a big magic! .

Chapter 62 Angel, blow the horn of war!

A large number of people from the Dead Apostles, the Church, and the Magic Association gathered in this Siberian region. Under everyone's gaze, a meteorite condensed by magic power fell from the sky. Compared with the meteorite that destroyed the entire overlord of the earth, it is far from the same, but this magic ceremony completed by the magician of the astronomy department and Barthel Melo is as powerful as a space-based weapon.

"boom------"

Holding a long tail, the meteorite, like a burning flame, accurately hit Van Feim's fortress in the air under the acceleration of gravity. This kind of giant doll has a fatal shortcoming, that is, its area is too large It is easy to be hit by others. If the power is not enough, the magic city can easily block it, but if the firepower is too powerful, they are simply living targets.

An earth-shattering bang exploded in the air, and the meteorite falling from outside the atmosphere penetrated the two cities of 'Griffin' and 'Harpy', and fragments of the meteorite fell on the ground. There were three shocks, and a deep pit appeared where the meteorite fell.

The two magic cities immediately disintegrated completely, and under the burning of the magic flame, they became fragments and fell on the ground. For a while, the entire white world turned into a transpiring orange. Exploding in the freezing world.

And when the two magic cities crashed, the 'Harpy' also launched its own attack. Countless magic cannons, like the wings of the banshee, turned into thousands and flew out, heading straight for the Piercing the hill where the magician of the clock tower is located, the posture is as fierce and powerful as the artillery fired by an artillery battalion at the same time.

Just when these 'feathers' were about to reach the top of the mountain, the monarch of the creation department also launched his own magic, and the magic formula completed with the help of many magicians of the creation department and other magicians was successfully constructed. The magic blessing turned the real ether into a magic fuel, and the air on the mountain where the magician was located suddenly stared and turned into an iron wall.

The 'feather' bombarded the wall of this air, and there was a sound of explosion, as if dozens of 88mm artillery bombed at the same time, and countless explosive fireworks bloomed in this mountain, but Van Feim thought To break through the defense system jointly built by dozens of magicians in the clock tower with the attack power of a magic city is still a lot worse.

Although the method of creating Kobaruyeretta is to reach the root with "beauty", the magic that this department is good at is just like its name, "creation", just like the princess Inolai of Baruyeretta is good at "Sand" is used to create, while the magic of the current monarch uses the ubiquitous air as the material of "creation".

Under the red moon in the distance, the white knight Brad looked at the battle here, and laughed happily: "...Hahaha, that idiot of Fan Feimu, his 'Griffon' magic city has just been repaired, right? , I didn’t expect to fall again this time, and this time it was the two magic cities that fell, he is really entrusted!”

Back then, the white knight Brad had shot down Van Feim's 'Griffin' magic city, so that since then the Fourteenth Patriarch hated the Eltruchi faction so much that he was allowed to join the White Knight. Yigong side.

Just below the crash of the magic city, Van Feim's expression was dull. He completely lost the gentlemanly attitude he had before. He saw his treasure turned into flaming fragments and fell into the snow to melt the snow. His forehead was full of blue veins, and the original sin of anger was burning fiercely in the depths of his heart.

He never expected that the magicians from the Magic Association would summon the 'Meteorite'. This is completely magic from the Age of Gods, right? No, even in the Age of Gods, the attack stance required the participation of the power of the gods, but with the cooperation of the True Ether of the Age of Gods, these modern magicians actually made the fantasy come true.

It has to be said that the Barthemero family is really strong, and they used their own magic circuit to successfully calculate this grand ceremony.

"You bloody bastards, how dare you attack my babies like this, I will tear you to pieces!"

Fan Feimu took off his polite and fell to the ground fiercely, his stable face became distorted, and then he pressed down with his hand, "...Since you have mobilized the magic power of the leylines to build the temple, then let I will destroy your temple!"

Magicians are best at fighting positional warfare and not good at assault warfare. Especially in positional warfare under the premise of preparation, they can be invincible. To defeat a magician, the first thing to do is to destroy The opponent's magic workshop.

Following Van Femm's gesture, the mountain where the magicians were located suddenly shook. The terrible earthquake caused many magicians to stand unsteadily and fall to the ground. At the same time, the direction of the spiritual veins under the magicians' feet also changed. .

Before the monarchs of various disciplines could adjust the direction of the spirit veins again, with a 'click', a crack appeared on the ground, and an extremely huge puppet monster slowly stood up from the ground and let out a silent roar.

Countless broken stones poured into the sky and turned into raindrops. After seeing the new 'Magic City', Bathermelo's expression sank, "... Bahamut!"

The fantasy that this new magic city draws on is the monster recorded in the Bible!

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When the Association of Magic was fighting against the Fourteenth Patriarch of the Dead Apostles, the church was also engaged in a fierce battle. If the battle on the side of the magicians was like a fantasy in the Age of Gods, then the battle on the side of the church was a medieval legion war.

Facing tens of thousands of Dead Apostles, the Templars and Agents were fearless. With perfect cooperation, they almost killed seven of these Dead Apostles. Although there were some casualties on their own side, compared to the In terms of the number of deaths, the Church has a large upper hand.

But this result did not make the people in the church happy, but all of them looked heavy.

"It shouldn't be, even if it is the 'Duke Predator', after the death of such a large number of dead disciples, it should have no fighting power. Even if it is close to the environment of the Age of Gods, that undead can't do such a long-lasting battle!"

Yanfeng murmured in disbelief, because those dead disciples who were killed by the walker and the templar knights were resurrected again, even if the eleventh ancestor of the dead disciples had a powerful legionary force, it was impossible for one person to Against so many Templars and agents, otherwise the Dead Apostles would have been invincible long ago.

"The battle with the Magic Association is also the same. Van Feim can fight back and forth with the Magic Association by himself. It is impossible to do it. The previous generation of Bathmelo's leader even led a magician to chase him down. How could he stop so many magicians in the entire clock tower by himself!"

Yan Feng found out that something was wrong, not only him, but also other church members and even the magician who was fighting Van Femm.

Roy, who had been sitting on the horse and not participating in the battle, frowned, and said to Yanfeng: "...give me the map!"

Although Yanfeng was taken aback, he took out the map and handed it to Roy immediately.

Holding the map in his hand, Roy's brain began to mobilize his own knowledge and wisdom, and soon he knew the reason.

"The real topography here is not exactly the same as that recorded in 137 on the map. The geographical state has been changed. This is an oriental fairy art, which borrows the natural environment to complete the 'array' arrangement. To a certain extent, this is similar to the magician's The temple is similar, but the formation here or the temple is too huge, the whole land is part of the formation!"

"...The magicians in the clock tower don't understand the Eastern fairy art system at all, so they didn't see the existence of this temple. Autenroche is indeed the oldest dead disciple, and he is very rich in knowledge. He also knows some of the immortal arts that Dongfang has gradually lost, but even so, it is not so simple for him to complete such a huge formation, and it has been operating here for more than three hundred years at least!"

With Roy's knowledge, he quickly analyzed the reason why these dead disciples suddenly became so strong, and he also roughly guessed how long it took Bai Yigong to complete this arrangement.

It took so long for the first emperor to build the first emperor's mausoleum with hundreds of thousands of people. Although the formation that Bai Yigong completed is not as good as the first emperor's mausoleum, he is not able to mobilize so many people like the first emperor. It will take hundreds of years to build this 'formation' or 'temple'.

And with the blessing of such a huge formation, it is only natural that the Death Apostle side can obtain such near invincible power.

"Completing such a battle is just an appetizer. I am looking forward to the real purpose of Altenrose, but I can't make the dead disciples laugh too happily. If this is the case, then I will join the game a little bit among them."

Roy closed the map, he laughed and raised his hand slowly, and began to sing the words: "... Angel, sound the horn of the doomsday war!!".