"roar!!!"

Accompanied by a painful roar, Li Wei used his strong physique to resist the petrochemical effect acting on his body and forced himself into the portal.

As soon as he got out of the teleporters, what greeted him was a sharp [Banshee Howling] and the [Great Destruction Technique] condensed by Brad on his staff!

At the same time, the arcane masters on the deck looked at the silver dragon that "headed directly at the command center" in disbelief, and turned their staff together.

"Tibilius!" Tolistana shouted in pain.

"Protect the successor!" The Lord of Silver Dragon City, who had just flew out of the Eternal Land, saw such a desperate scene.

And just when death comes, it is likely that it will even be penetrated into a sieve by countless arcane techniques...

What Li Wei did was to raise his claws and spread an ice layer like a sky above the magic ship.

It is precisely how many versions that have been modified by Li Wei for a long time, which is beyond recognition... [Ice Shield].

Then when Brad enchanted the staff of the [Great Destruction Technique] was about to stab him in his chest, Levi pushed [The Howling of the Banshee] and stared at Brad's bloodshot eyes, and let out a low growl:

"Stop it! Brad!

"Even if you bring this Void Star God back, you will not be able to change the result of the destruction of the Netherel Empire!!!"

Brad's face, which had been twisted by crazy obsession, suddenly froze. The staff of destruction was just a foot in front of Levi's chest, and his pale lips trembled:

"What did you say..."

boom!

Boom boom boom boom boom!

Hundreds of ice breaths fell on the dome built by Levi on the magic ship, revealing countless dangerous cracks, and countless large and small ice cubes mixed with ice chips, like...

A heart-wrenching heavy snow started...

Finally it was blocked... The string that was tense in Li Wei's head finally released.

He looked at the familiar and strange friend in front of him with some pity, slowly raised his hand, looked at the falling ice and snowflakes, and sighed:

"Because in the history books we are familiar with, when you returned to Neseril with the so-called weapon that could defeat Ferrin Demon Kui, the war with Ferrin Demon Kui... had already broken out...

"All the floating cities are like these broken ice lands in front of you, falling from the sky, falling into the yellow sand, and buried in the dust of history."

"No...you can't deceive me..."

Bled, with a haggard face, showed struggle and begging in his eyes:

"Even if His Excellency Iorem abandons us, Karthas will never let such a result happen!"

"But if...even Karthas was helpless and finally pushed Netherel into the abyss in the end?"

At that moment, Brad slowly raised his head, looked up at the sky, and looked at the rising snowflakes, as if he saw Naiser's collapse. Thinking of the day when he was in danger, the last conversation between the teacher and him:

"Teacher...what if, in the end, we fail?"

"Then I will use the [God-Going Art] that His Excellency Eorem has not yet completed to seize the priesthood of the Magic Goddess, and use the power of the God to resolve this dispute that has been a hundred years of trouble!"

At that time, the teacher's eyes were filled with a martyr's light.

Brad closed his eyes in pain, and a smile without a smile came from the corner of his mouth:

"Teacher...he failed in the end...is he..."

"Yes... in the body of a mortal, how can he bear the duties of God? That's...the magic net...but he still fought for Netherel to the last moment. He is the well-deserved leader of Netherel."

Li Wei ultimately did not continue to hurt the already tight and fragile nerves of the other party without giving him the title of "Netherel's Grave Digger".

Brad fell into a dead silence and...numbness.

The arcanes surrounding them were filled with despair in their sad eyes.

"No! You are lying!" someone questioned.

"This must be some kind of spiritual spell!"

At this time, the God-Glory Arcanist said with some difficulty:

"Maybe...what he said was true, Brad...I've realized something was wrong since I entered this mountain...many gods... disappeared..."

"Blade..." Sigrit also walked over with a daze on his face.

In the end, Li Wei gave the last killer move. He glanced at Sigrit's slightly raised belly:

"If you insist on your own, in the end...it will only make your children who have not yet arrived sleep together.

"Stop it... before everything... there is room for recovery..."

Siglit instinctively covered her lower abdomen, looked at Levi in ​​disbelief, and then looked at Brad with a guilty face.

And Brad, who was already numb, also saw this scene...

Plop...

The great arcane, who was so heartbroken, fell to the ground dejectedly.

There is still...what room for recovery...can you say?

No one can know that this great arcane master who carried the value and significance of those comrades with his own strength...

Now that I'm suffering...

What a torment...
Chapter completed!