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Chapter 1724 Very honored

Master Edward looked at the magic sand table in front of him with some regret, and collapsed in an instant, turning into a plate of sand without any special features.

"An era is over, it's worth a drink." Master Edward raised his wine glass and toasted the magic sand table: "I hope the next era is better, and I hope we have the next era."

The same thing happened in the far south continent. The female warrior Vitoriya drank a stomach full of stinky water and swallowed it bitterly, saying a little lonely: "Has it started? Hell, so quickly? Boss, a bucket of strong wine! I bought the order for the market today, so everyone can drink it happily."

At this time, most of the people who were in the bar were drunkards. Everyone smiled and raised their glasses to the samurai and toasted her.

Vitoria, who had no nature, found a corner with her bucket of liquor, looked at the bustling city of Shabak outside, and drank it on her own.

She came to Europa from far south, but couldn't find her home. There was a big difference between the new Europa Empire and Eu, and even the system changed.

After experiencing so much, Vitoria had long put aside her personal grudges. She just felt confused and didn't know where to go in the future. The only good news for her is probably that the same is true in this world.

Now, everyone knows that the era of the caster is over. The great vortex plunders the magic of the entire world. The huge energy vortex is like a pillar of heaven, connecting the sky and the earth.

The defenders on the tower have evacuated because the edge of the vortex had touched the tower. Yesterday, a guard was caught in the vortex and was swept in by the vortex. He disappeared without even a bubble.

Under the tower, the guards finally defended their defense line 700 meters away from the outer wall of the tower. The army of infected people formed a dense forest outside the defense line, and the height of the trees formed by many infected people even exceeded 100 meters.

The infected people of the Hundred Flowers Plague woven a huge net above the tree canopy, which can descend from the sky to attack the defenders' defense line at any time.

Before the war began, the total number of expeditionary forces and reinforcements from Europa exceeded 600,000, and in less than two days, there were only less than 170,000 left.

More than half of the legendary powerful men gathered in the Loess Area were killed. Moreover, with the exhaustion of the magic environment, only the Jiu Jianxian is still retaining the true nature of the legendary powerful men.

As a legendary strong man who is more inclined toward spell casters, Zhang Guo Lao had no power to move in the air at this time. His crane also swallowed his last breath a few hours ago.

"This new era is coming too quickly. It really has the style of a new dynasty. No matter what you do, it's fast." Zhang Guolao smiled bitterly. In addition to the crane, he also lost an arm, his empty sleeves swaying in the wind, and he was indescribably down and out.

"Look at the infected people outside, the world is changing too fast. The Xin Dynasty was pushed and changed. A few years ago, who would have thought that such demons and monsters would be rampant in the world?" The wine sword fairy swallowed his lunch voraciously. After losing his magic power, the biggest change for the extraordinary is that they eat more than before. They need to use food to supplement the energy consumption supported by magic power.

Jiu Jianxian felt that he could no longer be free. Who had ever seen a sword immortal who could only fly for three minutes at a time?

Not to mention that he had to find a place to pull it out in the future. This is a battlefield. When the engineers designed the defense zone, they didn't consider building a special toilet for the legendary strongman.

He even drinks high-purity alcohol now. That thing is more hungry than eating directly, and he is less tired. Although at least one-third of the people in the army have seen him squatting in the pit, the Jiu Jianxian is still a person who wants to be respected.

Fortunately, Jiu Jianxian didn't know that there were already soldiers teasing Jiu Jianxian's jokes about spending fifteen kilograms of objects a hundred kilometers away.

In this death-harvest field, the legendary strong man is not the protagonist of the war. He is truly worthy of this title. He is only a dozen kilometers away from the Great Impurity Otuge, Huafu, and the big vortex that is surrounded by a tower.

Perhaps, Xu Yichen inside the vortex can also be counted as well.

Xu Yichen thought that he would face a bloody battle after entering the vortex, but he never thought that this bloody battle would be like this.

The narrow space was already filled with chaotic demons, some of which were seen by Xu Yichen, some that he had never heard of, and even in the memory of the Gray Knight.

These chaotic evil demons squeezed together, and they could not even move with less power. They would touch the vortex itself a little accidentally, and then they would not even have bones left.

The witch and the silent nun leaned on Xu Yichen's back, each guarding one direction, carefully maintaining their own activity space with Xu Yichen as the core.

In this narrow space, the witch's invisible psychic blade, Xu Yichen's psychic lightning, and psychic exile, constantly harvesting the chaotic demons.

The silent nun Celistein is responsible for clearing out the chaotic demons who dodge various attacks and enter the defense circle. In the eyes of these real subspace creatures, she is like an invisible person and does not exist at all.

Xu Yichen knew very well that the seemingly chaotic battle situation was actually just an appetizer. Those evil gods were just dumping things in their own trash cans to disgust them. The real test had not yet begun.

He looked up at the dark void above his head, reached out and twisted a head with tentacles, threw it hard, and raised his middle finger.

But that head was like other chaotic demons, and soon disappeared after losing its activity.

The next second, the void above Xu Yichen's head suddenly flashed, and an orange-yellow vertical pupil flashed by, accompanied by sharp and harsh laughter, as if mocking humans for overestimating their abilities.

The void almost immediately returned to its original calm, as if nothing had happened.

But Celistein lost consciousness on the spot and fell like a piece of wood. Efilar also gritted his teeth and tried to resist the fluctuations transmitted from the bottom of the Psychic Sea.

"Is that the same thing as me?" The witch cut Xu Yichen's wrist with an invisible psionic blade and sucked his blood to stabilize his state: "It almost killed me."

"I guess it's what you think of, but no one can be sure of it." Xu Yichen also suffered a certain impact, but he was not so sensitive to Chaos: "Tzeki took a look at us just now."

"Should I be so honorable?" The witch smiled weakly, "This is also a kind of honor in this world, right? We have faced the evil gods and are still alive?"
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