683 Chapter 683: Chasing Down

Chapter 683 Chapter 683

"Duke Medea! You are planning to betray the entire magic council." Seeing the appearance of the most worried enemy, the great magister Qiao John calmed down instead.

"Magic Council!"

The flaming phoenix of Duke Medea grabbed the elemental monsters around the body of the great magister Jojohan.

"That is the magic council in the south of the mainland. Do the east and west of the mainland recognize your status?" Duke Medea sneered.

"Now in the north of the mainland, I have the final say." The Duke of Medea burst into flames all over his body, and the flame phoenix grabbed the great magister Joe John and flew towards the south.

Apparently, Duke Medea intended to deal with him one-on-one.

Seeing that the great magister Qiao John was about to be captured, the great magister Santoro took a great magister to catch up, but was stopped by Addison.

One of them was almost caught by Cu Chulainn's thrust.

The two sides fought together, seeing the Duke of Medea make a move, Krupp had no worries and let everyone make a move at the same time.

Santoro never expected that Krupp would have so many mentor-level powerhouses and mentor-level subordinates.

At first I thought they were overwhelmed by strength, but now I realized that they were designed by others.

"The nobles of the Commonwealth of Cleveland are really untrustworthy." The great magister Santoro was very angry, and with a move with both hands, hundreds of ground thorns gushed out from the ground.

There is a faint light flowing on each ground thorn, and it is obvious that these ground thorns have the power of destroying demons and armor. And the speed is extremely fast, many instructor-level powerhouses can't dodge in time, and they are directly stabbed to the point of chills.

Following the Santoro great magister's attack, other magisters also shot out one after another. At this moment, everyone understood what absolute firepower suppression is. The dense high-level single-body magic flew continuously, blasting all the enemies who were trying to get close to the charge. Fly, many reformed people were bombarded with limbs flying.

Krupp's face was terribly gloomy.

Sure enough, head-to-head with the capital of magic will suffer the most.

An inaudible gunshot sounded, and a magister fell to the ground.

"Sure enough, attacking the magister is much easier than the grand magister." Aslan chewed the tea, choosing his next target in a leisurely manner.

The battle between the two sides was bloody and crazy, especially those reformed people, who were completely desperate to fight. The magister of the magic capital actually developed burst magic. Although it was only a low-level magic, the firing frequency was similar to that of a light machine gun. Lan was dumbfounded.

"It's no wonder that no force dared to fight against the capital of magic. This style of fighting on the battlefield is simply a massacre. Unfortunately, times have changed." Aslan finished speaking, he pulled the trigger, and another magister's head was blown off.

"Teka, you are in charge of defending against the enemy's sneak attack." The great magister of Santoro quickly noticed the existence of Aslan, a sniper, but within the scope of his mental power, he did not find Aslan at all.

He never imagined that Aslan would lie in ambush two kilometers away, relying on the powerful thrust of the strong magnetic gun to ensure that the bullets would not easily deviate from the target, and began to shoot one by one.

Seeing a great magister holding a solid magic shield to protect him at any time, Aslan put away his 98K spear and ran towards the KL07 155mm field gun.

"I'll kill you all by myself!" Seeing Aslan who was having fun, Nomiri sighed helplessly.

She didn't move out, on the one hand to protect Aslan, and on the other hand to wait for the great magister to come to her door.

Nuo Mili couldn't believe Aslan's obscenity of black guns and black guns, and the great magisters of the magic capital couldn't bear it.

In fact, just as Aslan expected, a great magister brought a magic knight mentor and two magisters to the position of the KL07 155mm field gun, and they were going to knock down the heavy gun.

Nomiri looked at the great magister who was already close at hand. She didn't make a move, but let them pass by. After Aslan fired the last shot, he threw the Zhengmen KL07 155mm field gun into the magic space, and lifted the 98K shoot right away.

Boom!

The bullet hit the condensed physical shield of the great magister, looking at the familiar bullet on the shield.

"It turns out that you have been playing tricks in the dark all along."

After the great magister confirmed that Aslan only had the strength of a magister, he threw out a Flame Dragon Burst and asked his subordinates to deal with Aslan. He thought it was impossible for Aslan to escape his Flame Dragon Burst. One hit is enough to kill him.

Aslan fought and retreated, shooting from time to time, knocking the magic knight instructor to the ground.

"These magic knight mentors are like turtle shells." Just as Aslan finished speaking, Flame Dragon Burst entangled him and exploded immediately.

At the moment of the explosion, the great magister instinctively breathed a sigh of relief, and his vigilance was slightly relaxed. Nomiri was just waiting for this second, and flashed behind the other party. The great magister sensed the magic wave behind him, A magic shield instinctively emerged from his body, but it was a pity that it was like paper in front of Nuomili's phantom sword.

With a slash of the sword, the great magister was divided into two parts, but after the upper body let out a painful wail, he actually flew up into the air and flew back towards the team.

Nuo Mili was only slightly taken aback, and with a wave of her hand, overwhelming flames instantly enveloped her upper body as she was about to flee.

"There is still such magic." After Nuomili finished speaking, the cross sword qi slashed out, directly cutting the upper body into eight pieces, leaving only a complete head.

But what shocked Nomiri was that the great magister with only one head, even though his entire head was scorched black in many places, still stubbornly wanted to escape.

With a flap of the fleshy wings behind Nomiri, it appeared in front of that head in an instant.

"Don't kill me, I am willing to contribute all my research technologies." The great magister shouted loudly.

It's a pity that what she ushered in was Nomiri's ruthless butcher's knife.

"I'm not interested in monsters like you."

She didn't want this kind of technology to spread into Merlot City. If Iben got it, she didn't know what monsters would be researched.

When Nomiri returned to Aslan, there were already three corpses lying on the ground, no, two and a half to be precise. The magic knight mentor was beaten to death by Aslan, and his whole face was swollen.

"Aren't you very resistant? It seems that you can't resist the most vicious beating." Aslan began to pick off the armor on the magic knight mentor. I got a lot of inspiration from Aslan, you can study it carefully, maybe you can upgrade the Melo A-type knight armor.

"Why are you so slow!" Aslan asked curiously.

"It took a little longer to meet the great magister who only had one head left and wanted to escape." Nomiri said indifferently, as if what happened just now was as simple as asking what to eat for dinner on weekdays.

Aslan's eyes turned cold when he heard the great magister with one head left.

"Did you kill it?"

"killed!"

"well done!"

Sorry, there have been frequent power outages recently, and work has become irregular. Although I had a rest on National Day, I had to lie in bed for a day because of shift shifts. I am no younger than seventeen or eighteen years old. I can't stand overnight shifts. I want to say sorry to everyone here. .