Chapter 726

Unlike most of the mysterious side participants whose ability depends on magic power, the advantage of the technologist is vividly displayed in this unexpected scene!

"I didn't expect that... It would really be useful to use this plan..."

in the ruins of Tower Bridge in London, the whole person's back was leaning on the edge of the mini fortress. The young master who pressed the switch looked up at the launched tracking missile. He opened his eyes in disbelief for the fact that the magician lost, and spoke weakly and hard.

"Is it a young master?"

In the night observation room, people who had lost hope at the moment when they saw the magician fall saw this unexpected cry of tracking missile. What shocked them even more was that the figure of LeGuin on the virtual screen stood in place, as if they could not see the coming attack!

"I know I can't win, so I just want to make the other party unable to control his body for a short time, this stinky boy..."

seeing Leghorn standing still, the uncle was surprised and sighed with complex complexion that the magician was still as resolute as ever.

In the battle room of Wangting, the old pupils are illuminated by the bright jet of flame tail on the screen. There is not a lot of waves of laughter from klossos:

"it's a good strategy."

Then, looking at the place where the tracking missile flying in the sky was about to hit Leghorn, and when everyone in the night struck at the decision that the other party couldn't move, he seemed to have seen the end of the bow and chuckled:

"but it's a pity..."

if it's so simple, you can defeat her, and you don't need to...

it's like a seal According to his words, the moment that the tracking bomb with the tail light flew to the defenseless Leghorn, the blue and cold flame suddenly lit up beside her!

The cold blue flame turned into a flying mane, and the magic color of ice blue formed its skin like a creature. Its four feet and eyes were burning with fire. A dark flame demon horse far larger than the normal horse suddenly appeared in front of the figure!

In the roar, the front foot rises and shakes out a layer of magic barrier, which directly makes the tracking missile explode in mid air!

"A liar, right?"

"Is this again..."

"The eudemon of independent action..."

at the moment of the appearance of demon Magalon, the joint efforts of the magician and the eldest young master with the last strength were easily resisted. In the night game, the people exclaimed, the unbelievable words were difficult to recover, and the beautiful eyes were wide open.

"She's also armed with biological forms!"

The parliament building was cut neatly, and the dark flame demon horse with white rose like female figure was guarding over the debris. It intercepted the next second of tracking the missile, raised its front feet again, roared and roared, and rushed directly in one direction!

On the other side of the battlefield of scientists and technologists in the distance, the young master, who was full of confidence in the power of the long-range strike, felt that the explosion point seemed to deviate when he heard the explosion,

and then in the next second!

He saw that the distance of several kilometers was suddenly crossed by the speed of the eudemon's attack. A tall demon horse burning ice flame seemed to have no entity, and rushed towards himself through countless building walls!

"What

It's incredible to open your eyes. The opponent should have been imprisoned by a magician in another illusion and unable to move. For a while, he didn't want to understand where this surreal creature came from. When he saw the demon horse turning around opposite the broken bridge where he was, the flaming four feet could run directly on the water,

immediately after It slowly appeared behind the towering spiny wheels, like a torture as cold as the steel carriage!

The ice blue demon horse pulled the senleng carriage to the surface of the Thames, and then the Spears on both sides lit up and launched from the carriage like guns,

when the arcane crystal was launched, the young master was submerged.

Without any stay, senleng Steel's weapon carriage disappeared slowly again, and the ice blue demon horse returned to its owner again.

In the simulation scene, this time it is really the end of all the fighting in the observation room.

It's just a pity that the night game didn't win as usual.

It's not because young master, Mu Chen, and magician are not strong enough. They just stand on the debris of the parliament building, and the blue eyes are slowly opened and separated from the illusion. The ice blue demon horse is guarding her side like a white rose figure,

the powerful one is too awe inspiring.

Looking up at the London sky, the demon Magellan disappeared in the dark flame behind him. It was not like LeGuin, who had experienced a battle, looking at his hand slowly.

Then... What is left is...

as the last candidate to reserve consciousness in the simulation scene, the next second that Leghorn returns to the preparation area,

the announcement of the end of the B-level position war will ring out in the observation room of both sides!

The second national war ended."Recovery, the elder young master's injury is on you."

At the end of the moment, Yasheng immediately got up and walked towards the wall of the observation room. Her feet were in a hurry in the sound of her heels, and at the same time, she pointed to the opening of the resuscitation order,

then Lingyuan appeared in her hand, and Yesheng's tall figure directly broke through the space wall of the observation room.

"Yesheng, I'll be with you."

I don't know why the magic emissary also got up at this time. The uncle looked at him with an eyebrow around him, but he didn't say anything.

Then the scene where the war room is located is high above the sky. The night Sheng and the magic arts make two A-class figures dive towards the city of London below.

The next second, the light door at the entrance of the war zone flickered, and the figure of the eldest young master appeared in front of everyone.

"How are you, young master?"

Waiting for his recovery, he asked with concern. Seeing the shoulder he was holding, his ability to activate helped him stabilize the injury.

"Trouble, recovery. Where are the orange and the magician? Are they all right?"

To help him deal with the recovery of the injury way a thank you, the young master looked at the light door behind him, no one wants to appear.

"They fainted in the scene. Sister Sheng and the magic envoy went to pick them up. Don't worry."

"So..."

hearing Hua Ling's explanation, the eldest young master then pressed down one side of his forehead and sighed with his bare strength. At a time when everyone didn't know what to say here to avoid harming his self-esteem, as the only suitable figure for Nian * * to open his mouth,

uncle got up and came to him, still laughing as usual She patted him on the shoulder with a smile.

"Young people, don't groan. It's just a contest. If you lose, you lose. You don't care."

Listening to the Enlightenment from the new year, the eldest young master also shook his head with a bitter smile and sighed helplessly and melancholy.

"I don't care, but the people who made this step plan are me. Besides living up to the trust of magicians and orange, I said so much confidence before entering the field. Now I think it's a shame."

...

's simultaneous interpreting of the sky is like the legendary practitioners. In front of the magician who has fallen into a coma.

Looking at his companions and friends who had known each other many years ago, or the figure called brother according to the old-fashioned point, he was always a magician with a gentle smile and a masculine charm. He tried his best to fall on the ground,

for a moment, he was helpless to look down at his hands with no physical sigh and a straight black suit Blowing in the dust and smoke of the ruins.

"In the end, it didn't work... Really, what? I promised my master that he would never use this power until he broke through... You must have told me that again...

looking around at the ruins, it's not really because the sword marks are sharp, but the cutting surface is neat. Looking at the B-level war, the magician tried his best to win the war, but the magician couldn't hear it But the magic envoy was still a little distracted and said to himself:

"but, you can see this time, in fact, the night game doesn't need our silent watch. The eldest young master, Mu orange, and Xiao Fang's enviable bastard are more reliable than we thought."

"So it's almost time to put down the burden, so are you, and so are the residents."

"although I have been subconsciously escaping before, I'm not qualified to say..."

I don't know why. When he and the magician just met, when they didn't like each other, they couldn't help laughing alone Come out.

Lower down to activate the arcane crystal on the magician. Watch his comatose figure be sent out of the battlefield. The magic makes open the * * interface and open the communication.

"Yesheng, how are you doing there? How's the little orange?"

"Mu orange is OK. I have found the arcane crystal and sent her back."

"Well, that's good."

Listening to the reply of Yesheng in the communication channel, the magic master bowed his head and whispered a smile. Then he looked up at the sky and suddenly opened his mouth.

"If you don't want to wait till tomorrow night, I'll have a little bit of a promise."

At that moment of slight silence, the island night with calm waves and calm wind recalled in her mind. Standing in Hyde Park with serious scars and looking at the scene in front of her, Yasheng could guess what the magic tricks wanted to say, so she said quietly and quietly:

"the night game is not my own night game, you are also a member of the night game. You don't need to ask my consent for some things."

The moment I heard this sentence, the alchemy made me laugh like a little speechless.

"Well, thank you very much."

Do you hear me, magician...

admit it, the night games of the past are no longer there. We are not some left over watchmen, and no one needs our protection.The reason why we are standing here is only one...

when we lift our right hand, we can see the ancient cross seal on three Beige paper. In the smoke and dust, the black suit turns on the rubble, holding hands, and the fierce soldiers are influenced by their killing. The momentum points to the moment of the royal court. For a moment, iron and blood are like a dream!

That's the same as a member of the night game!!!

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