"The temporary astral vascular management has been built!"

"The tactical teleportation channel has been successfully connected to the astral vascular system!"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! "Connect the pulse gun system!"

“Start a cross-regional strike!”

"Extract the elemental pool energy!"

"The magic crystal superconducting pulse cannon is charging..."

“…30%…70%…100%!”

"The energy is activated!"

"Three strike targets are locked!"

"Open the super magical power blessing!"

"The temporary colorful pool was successfully built!"

"Magic crystal superconducting pulse cannon... fire!"

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On the other side, the three people who escaped from the Mage Tower were suspended at the altitude of Arab City, slowing down their flight speed.

"Why haven't Ruilamier escaped yet?" The red-robed wizard looked at the mage tower and couldn't help asking.

"She may not be able to escape." Saiweilin's ancient red dragon state has not yet been lifted, and she flew over Arab City, causing most people to scream and run away.

However, he didn't care, and even squirted out a dragon breath and burned a warrior guard who was trying to come and check it out.

"Indeed." Hajjhona looked gloomy, "This devil may have an affair with the Akon Gods named Akareon. I can feel the strange feeling of the two of them looking at each other."

"What should we do next?" The red-robed wizard touched his bald head and said unwillingly, "Are you just running away in humiliation?"

"What else do you want?" Sevillin replied with a gloomy expression. "We can't take them down at the Mage Tower, let alone outside the tower."

After this battle, he had made a secret decision in his heart that he would never get involved in the affairs of the Kingdom of Cormier in the future.

Not only did he not get the wealth that Hajjhona promised, he even wasted an opportunity to transform into an ancient red dragon.

Every time he transforms into an ancient red dragon, he needs to sacrifice a lot of wealth to the five-colored dragon queen.

At this moment, he could only secretly pray that the three ancient dragons he sent that ravaged the Kingdom of Cormier could return safely.

Especially the Red Dragon attacking Mokou Town, his instinctive intuition was telling himself that this red dragon might be in danger.

"Hajhona, don't forget our original agreement." Saiweilin warned coldly.

His Dragon Crazy Lock does not belong to the complete form.

If you want to reach the level of power as Samust, the founder of the Dragon Witch Cult, you must personally go to the ruins of the elves hidden in the Supreme Glacier.

Because 25,000 years ago, the original Dragon Crazy Lock was created by the elves of this city, rising from this city, allowing the elf civilization to reach its peak in the world of Torrell.

"Huh? What is that?" The red-robed wizard raised his head and exclaimed: "How come a colorful pool appears in the sky."

"It's rare, it's the colorful pool of the astral world." Hajj Horner looked at the red-robed wizard with contempt, "It's the teleportation channel connecting the material world of the astral world."

"No!" He seemed to realize something and suddenly changed color, "Run, this is..."

Before Hajjhona could finish his words, three deep purple energy beams rushed out of the colorful pool and shot towards the three of them at the speed of light.

The highly condensed terrible energy arrived in an instant, and before the three of them could react, they mercilessly penetrated their bodies.

The red-robed wizard screamed in horror. The protective barriers of his body, flesh and blood, and clothes were all evaporated by the terrible energy, and only a few pieces of magic equipment of good quality were dropped.

Although Hajjhona's reaction was timely, he still could not avoid it. His protective field collapsed in front of the deep purple beam and encountered the same fate as the red-robed wizard.

Saiweilin, who transformed into an ancient red dragon, was penetrated by the transparent hole as thick as a bucket. He let out a shrill wail, slapped the dragon's wings, sprinkled a bloody rain, and disappeared shakingly in the direction of the Storm Horn Mountains.

"Is this the magic pulse cannon?" In the mage tower, Myrcella, who was watching the game, was completely shocked and muttered to herself in disbelief, "It's so terrible. With just one blow, the three of them will be killed and one seriously injured."

"It's not that simple." Brian shook his head slightly. Under the action of the life potion, his injuries had recovered most of his injuries.

"Hargehoner is a Shadow Magic Net mentor, and he is likely to escape this disaster through Double Shadow. As Sel's red-robed wizard, Russ definitely has a cloning back-up, allowing him to take this opportunity to transform into a lich."

"No matter what, this attack will at least stop them for a while." With the help of Myrcella, he stood up with some difficulty, showing a relieved smile.
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