503 Chapter 503: Must

Chapter 503: 503 must

Gudraf looked pale as Duke Medea executed the last member of the caravan.

They flew straight to Jibril City all the way, but Gudrav was not a magician and couldn't fly for a long time, so he had to stop and rest every once in a while.

The closer it was to Jibril City, the more caravans and tourists came and went.

In order to ensure the concealment of the operation, Duke Medea cleaned up all the living people he encountered along the way.

Along the way, Gudraf witnessed Duke Medea's bloody methods with his own eyes.

There were eight or nine hundred people who died at her hands.

No wonder she was called a cold-blooded heroine.

The Duke of Medea put away her gun and looked at Jibril City, which was so close at hand, she said lightly, "This distance is enough, let's wait until night to act!"

Gudraf nodded quickly in agreement.

Also a great mentor-level powerhouse, Gudraf knew very well that even ten of them could not be the Duke of Medea's opponent, so the real function of his visit this time was to protect the Duke of Medea from casting large-scale magic.

At night, the stars are scattered and the breeze is blowing, making it rare for the arid land to show a hint of coolness.

Duke Medea stuffed six specially prepared bullets into the wheel.

Gudraf thought that the Duke of Medea wanted to prepare some large-scale magic, but saw her raising her spear towards the direction of Jibril City.

bang bang bang...

Six gunshots were fired, and six bullets glowing red flew over Jibril City. The red light gradually expanded and turned into six huge clouds of fire in midair.

Only at this time did Jibril Castle let out a panicked scream.

The magic of the six meteor showers covered the entire inner city of Jibril City.

The fire rain fell like a torrential rain, instantly turning the dark night into fiery red and bright.

"This is the fiery art." Duke Medea said intoxicated.

Listening to the cries of despair and fear in Jibril City, Gudraf swallowed subconsciously.

This Duke of Medea is definitely not normal. After leaving Aslan, his whole person has become extremely scary and weird, and he does not have the lazy and salty fish look of Merlot City at all.

The flames burned all night, and Duke Jibril stood on the city wall and roared.

"What are you all doing for food? A bunch of trash, who has cast such a large-scale magic and yet no one has heard of it, they are all a bunch of trash."

The inner city was burned, except for his castle and the wealth accumulated by his family for hundreds of years, as well as his family. When the meteor fire rained, the guards around him only had time to rescue him and a few important members of the family, and the others were killed in the flames.

Hearing Duke Jibril's roar, Gudrav walked towards them with a strange expression, but none of the people around noticed their arrival.

Duke Medea cast an invisibility spell, allowing them to appear in front of Duke Jibril's bodyguard.

They are the strongest at the mentor level, and without a magister by their side, they can't find the arrival of Duke Medea at all.

Suddenly the unfamiliar clicking sound came to mind, making the surrounding guards' faces shudder, and they surrounded Duke Jibril.

Gudraf found the source of the sound in an instant.

Duke Medea's high heels.

He suddenly wanted to say: "My lord, are we going to come here like this? Is there still a need to use invisibility magic?"

"It makes sense!" Duke Medea snapped his fingers, and the two of them appeared in front of everyone in an instant.

While they were talking, Duke Jibril had already heard it.

Seeing the appearance of Duke Medea now, Duke Jibril almost exclaimed, and the instructor-level powerhouses around rushed towards Duke Medea.

Then there is no more.

Duke Medea's simple immobilization technique made these mentor-level powerhouses pause for a second, but this second was the final time of death in front of Gudraf.

The heads of seven or eight mentor-level powerhouses flew high, and blood spurted like a fountain.

"Long time no see, Duke Jibril!" Duke Medea lazily walked towards Duke Jibril on catwalks.

Behind Duke Jibril are his eldest son and several family elders.

"Duke Medea! The last war was not initiated by me, it was all a conspiracy of the Maxim Empire." Duke Jibril trembled in his tone.

The Duke of Medea shook his head and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, my students have taken a fancy to the Yalanshi province, so you must die today so that he can occupy the entire province as quickly as possible."

Just as Duke Jibril was about to speak, he saw more than a dozen red lines shoot out from Duke Medea's fingertips, and then surrounded them from all directions.

"don't want……"

The red lines crossed, leaving only fragments of corpses all over the ground.

With a speechless expression, Gudraf picked out Duke Jibril's head from the pile of meat, which was specially reserved for it.

After tying it to the top of the inner city gate according to the plan, the two slowly flew towards the Yaz area, which was the territory of the eldest son-in-law of Duke Jibril and a powerful nobleman second only to Duke Jibril.

As long as the other party is also dealt with, Yalanshi Province will not be able to form an effective resistance force in a short time.

After the Duke of Medea got rid of the last daughter and son-in-law of Duke Jibril, he took a magic tower as his own. As for the magister, he was beheaded by Gudraf.

Goodlough is very good at plundering magic towers, and can even be described as rich in experience, but his methods are not as violent as Duke Medea, and he directly demolished half of the magic towers.

That may be a magic tower built by a magician who accumulated generations of talents.

After arranging the magic wave signal tower, the Duke of Medea personally took action, and with the blessing of huge spiritual power, the magic signal was directly transmitted to the border of Melox province.

After receiving the signal, Kes City immediately sent the information to the United Army ambushing on the border.

Wattini looked at Aslan with a complicated expression.

Less than half a month after taking down the entire North Wind Prairie, Aslan has already targeted the Yalanshi Province, and even let the teacher personally execute the beheading operation.

Aslan received the telegram from Watini, compared the codebook, and said with a smile: "Please send it to me personally."

"Attack with the whole army! Advance according to the predetermined attack route."

The 200,000 United Army quickly got into the carriage and began to rush out of the ambush in the dense forest.

From a few carriages at the beginning, to dozens, hundreds and thousands of vehicles later.

All of a sudden, the villages and small towns on the border of Yalan Shixing Province were frightened.

It is impossible to count how many troops passed by the gate of their village.

It can only be described as countless.

Someone couldn't help but exclaimed.

"The revenge of Melox province is coming."