The Third Thousand One Hundred and Seventy-Eight Chapters

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The sound of uniform boots kept ringing around, and even the most inconspicuous side street would be searched several times. Although this was a city entirely composed of magic, everything in this city was real.

In a dim attic, a few white doves were also thrown into the city of reflection. They seemed to have deep doubts like people, and they couldn't tell whether they were in the sky or the earth... …

On the street under the attic, there was another group of hurried footsteps. A pair of eyes appeared in the gap of the attic window. They were purple and bright, but at the same time they also showed a bit of unease.

In the attic, only a polarized light hit the wooden floor, and a book flying around like a elf was beside a woman, shaking restlessly.

The woman has purple hair, and she is using some medicine to treat the wound on the young girl lying on the ground.

There are Michael's people everywhere, and Sharjah does not dare to use magic easily at this time, and can only use this relatively primitive method to bandage Lingling.

Lingling has woken up, and her face is a little pale.

When Mo Fan saw that she was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief.

If Michael dared to poison Lingling, Mo Fan would have eaten him raw! !

"Michael's strength is beyond my imagination. Now I have no better way to help the teacher, I can only hide." Sharjah said to Mo Fan with some shame.

"We didn't expect it to become like this, alas, we are still simple." Mo Fan sighed lightly.

No one expected this result.

Maybe all of them are working hard to make the black stones white, and they have indeed changed some of the situation, but things have suddenly developed in such an uncontrollable direction.

It is true that they think too simple.

The Holy City has been making some unpopular decisions for decades, and the accumulation and resentment are far greater than they thought, and finally broke out in this judgment.

Mo Fan knew very well that this struggle would come sooner or later. The balance between the ten major organizations and the Holy City had already been lost, but who would have thought that it would happen to him, and he became the fuse of all this.

This time, it can be said that no one has framed him, and it can also be said that people all over the world have framed him.

Whether it is in the control of the ten major magical organizations in the future, or the Holy City continues to be in control, he is destined to become a victim between the two.

Looking through the gap in the window, looking at the holy city that had become a battlefield, Mo Fan suddenly understood the choice between Zhankong and Qin Yuer...

They choose not to fight anymore, they choose to leave.

Win or lose, what's the point?

From this ruler, replace to the next ruler.

Even if the top ten organizations finally win, new powers will be derived in the future, and the new powers will overthrow the dictatorship of the top ten organizations.

I am a victim, and Zhan Kong and Qin Yuer are also victims. All those who do not obey this law and do not adhere to these forces will become victims, because before and after the outbreak of the struggle, these people are the most incompatible!

It's really not easy to keep yourself alive.

"Teacher, on your chest..." Sharjah discovered that there were scars on Mo Fan's chest.

These scars are intertwined, forming an angel hexagram shape. Previously, Michael extracted Mo Fan's soul through this hexagram chest scar, trying to shatter the divine language oath guarding Mo Fan.

"I don't know what this is." Mo Fan looked down at his wound.

"The oath of the divine language cannot be broken. Even if Michael reaches the realm of the gods, he still has to abide by the divine oath. There must be something strange." Sharjah stretched out his palm and pressed it against Mo. Where this scar on the chest is on the star formation.

Closing his eyes, Sharjah was looking for something along the scratch, and soon Sharjah noticed that this ray of stars was connected to one of Mo Fan's soul cells!

Sharjah withdrew his hand,

At this time, she also had a star scar on her palm, and the hot brand was still burning her skin.

"What's wrong??" Mo Fan looked at Sharjah in surprise.

"You are not on Sally's list, but Michael... One of your eight souls has been branded with this mans star!!" Sharjah said to Mo Fan.

Mo Fan was stunned for a while, and he still didn't understand what Sharjah was expressing. Suddenly, his chest began to heat up, as if someone was holding a hot branding iron and stamped it on his chest. It had turned into a scar before. The brand marks on his body were once again glowing with a scorching light, and blood flowed down, but they were burned into black scars in an extreme amount of time! !

At the same time, Mo Fan felt the same pain in his soul. The Eight Souls of the Heretic God appeared behind Mo Fan, and they seemed to be suffering from this pain together with Mo Fan.

Mo Fan endured this torture and stared at his eight souls. Finally, he saw a star mark on Yiqiu's soul, which was also on Yiqiu's chest! !

Among the eight souls, Yiqiu's soul has already been branded with this angel's sin? ? ?

In other words, all of this was arranged by Michael! !

It's no wonder that Michael can extract his own soul through the oath of the divine language. As long as he absorbs the power of the evil god and integrates into the eight souls, it is equivalent to feeding Michael to the Red Devil Yiqiu's soul poison and sucking it into his body!

In other words, even if the final result of the trial is innocence, Michael also made another preparation...

His chest was getting hotter and hotter, and suddenly Mo Fan felt like he was being sucked by something. The whole person slammed into the roof of the attic, smashing the roof abruptly.

Just like a magnet, it is endowed with a huge pulling force.

The mang star on Mo Fan’s chest and soul conformed to the huge magnetic force and flew into the air, flying between the two holy cities…

At the attic, Sharjah didn't have time to stop it, and saw Mo Fan's figure getting smaller and smaller. What was even more terrifying was that in the middle of the boundless holy city, a huge black star formation was like a terrifying spider web. Captured Mo Fan who was sucked into the air! !

The golden divine language vows to shine continuously, like a golden sacred armor, they continue to shine brightly, guarding Mo Fan's body and soul.

But there is a gap in this armor. This gap is exactly the mang star brand in Yiqiuyi's soul. Through this gap, Mo Fan's soul energy will be drawn out! !

Between the two holy cities, a black giant star formation emerged out of thin air. Such a majestic formation was designed to trap a person. The person was guarded by golden armor of divine language all over his body, but he was still stuck on a spider web like an insect. Like that.

And Michael, the angel with brilliant feathers all over his body, is like the prey spider, staring at his prey coldly, and patiently letting the prey struggle on the spider web, because the spider knows that the more the prey struggles , the more spider silks are tied on the body, and in the end, there will be no strength or resistance at all!