Chapter 521： Embarrassed

Having been waiting at the reception desk of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs for a day, the Elf Queen, who felt that her trip must not go well, gently put the coffee cup she was holding on the table, with a smile on her face.

She looked at the minister Faley standing in front of her, and whispered, "A little guy with a very strong smell is here. If it is placed elsewhere, I may not be able to find him. But in Serris, the pollution is more Where magic is still heavy, his magic is too conspicuous."

"Although he has been carefully concealing his magical fluctuations, but he is too weak and small, and I found him without much effort." The queen said as she stood up, twisting her head with her beautiful hands. The back hood covered the top of his head, covering his mouth-watering pointed ears.

"Let's go! Go and help... Even if you don't take action, it's good to see the excitement." After speaking, she went straight to the door of the room without speaking, and after nodding slightly, she followed the queen.

At the same time, on the runway of Serris International Airport, on another Boeing 747 from Gricken, an old man with closed eyes opened his eyes.

He looked at his companion who was already standing next to his seat and covered his face with the hood on the magic robe, and took his wand from the other's hand.

In other positions, the old people who also closed their eyes and meditation stood up. They were all wearing Grecan's magic robes, embroidered with Grecan's magician logo.

"Well, now that I know that the old friend is here, the rest is easy to handle." The old man in the lead stood up, leaning on his magic wand, and suddenly became astonishing: "Let's go! Don't! Let him mess around!"

Following his voice, all the old people who stood up nodded slightly and said softly: "I will do my best to bring the Grand Magister of Travis to justice."

The old man in the lead also nodded slightly, turned and walked towards the opened door of the plane. He was going to stop his old friend, the friend who had known each other for thousands of years, and who had never said anything.

He is Lonsadre, the Great Magister of Greken! After the magical aura in this world has risen to a new height, he has been promoted to a higher realm, and he has become the most powerful magician of mankind.

Because the precious information sent by Greken’s eyeliner in the puppet empire confirmed that the Grand Magister Travis had left Burklan, he also brought Greken’s most elite team of magicians to Serbia. Reese.

This is the most likely place for Travis, and it is also the only place that Travis can go now.

So, he came, and he wanted to make a break with his old friend here, or in other words, to help Alan Hill keep Serris' decentness.

For him, this is an attitude, as to whether Alan Hill needs to appreciate this affection is another matter.

Because, after he was promoted to a similar existence to the Dharma Sage, he also felt another breath became stronger in Ailan Hill.

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In Ailan Hill’s palace, a pair of picturesque eyes that had been closed suddenly opened. The jewel-like bright eyes adapted to the intensity of the light, and the long eyelashes jittered slightly, making people want to kiss .

Vivienne, who was lying on the bed meditating, sat up and stretched her arms. The magic in her body is no longer surging, and her whole person looks much more peaceful than before.

She has passed the dangerous period of promotion, and now she is a complete body, surpassing the terrifying existence of the Great Magister.

Some people feel unfair in this way, their talents are stronger than the efforts of others. Vivian is such a magical genius, otherwise she would not be promoted to the face at such a young age.

Now, she spent less time being promoted to Dharma Sage than her predecessor Long Sadley, and it is not too strange to think about it.

"I just felt that another sage is using magic in a very close place!" Vivian waved to the maid beside her, and said, "Immediately notify your majesty and let the civilians take refuge!"

"Yes! Your Royal Concubine!" The maid was also a senior magician. After hearing the order, she had a solemn expression and immediately stepped aside, grabbed a phone, and conveyed Vivian's order.

Almost at the same moment, Vivian gave the order to put the city into a state of emergency. Almost the same second when the city had been promoted to Dharma Sage, Travis stood in the middle of the bustling street and looked up at the huge ones. The advertising plaque, stupefied not knowing what he was thinking.

He had never seen such a prosperous city, and even the Burkland he created by himself was not as good as the city in front of him.

Even one in a thousand can't be compared! Compared with this city called Seris, the Burklan, once known as the pearl of magic, is as pitiful as a small village in the countryside in front of this city.

The high-rise buildings here rise straight into the sky, and the streets here are spacious and flat. It’s not like Centipede City, where everything must be moved and compromised. There is no need to relocate here, and no one seems to be able to threaten here.

From the beginning, it seems that there hasn't been any defensive fortress development here. Everything here is so fixed and everything here is so trendy.

People on the street are holding mobile phones, and cars are speeding in the middle of the road. At a glance, people's clothes know that they are very noble, and their temperament is completely different from those of poor civilians.

The people here seem to be born with a sense of pride that makes people look up, and they all have a temperament that overlooks all living beings at the feet of the emperor.

What makes him depressed is that this kind of temperament originally existed in the puppet empire, but in just two short years, the feeling cultivated over thousands of years was squeezed and vanished.

He really wanted to break everything in front of him, because all of them were as sharp as a knife to him, piercing his heart, making his self-esteem imperfect.

He felt that his beliefs were falling apart, and those things he firmly believed in, and those things he had fought for were all falling apart.

This feeling is really very bad. As an old man who has reached a thousand years of age, he has a very long life. The accumulation of this long time makes him proud and believes in too many things.

Now these things have disappeared, and this blow to him is even more difficult for him to accept than the enemy's frontal victory.

"Why...why... such terrible changes happen here? Why? Why not earlier?" He whispered, reaching out to touch these things in front of him, but he felt a biting pain coming from his body. .

"I shouldn't have come here." He retracted the arm he wanted to raise, and gave up his original idea angrily.

At this moment, he remembered his purpose of coming here, and remembered what he had to do. He is going to kill the Quartet here and destroy the city in front of him.

He wants to take back his own dignity, take back everything of a magician! For himself, and for all the magicians in this world.

Fighting for the magic empire, the magic forces, and himself, this is the only thought he has standing here now. As for the infamy behind him, as for the evil of the devil, it has nothing to do with him.

What he has to do is to destroy the entire city of Seris by himself, and then die here, and then engrave his name into history, whether it is notorious or good, in short, there must be such a name.

However, when he drew his gaze from the bustling lights and dazzling colors, and when he came back to his senses, he found two people in black robes standing in front of him.

The opponent's momentum is not very sufficient, but Travis still feels a little threat from the opponent.

He frowned and smiled bitterly: "It's careless, careless! You still found it! But... I sent out two **** puppets to stop me, isn't it a bit of a playful thing?"

The two men in black robes raised their heads, the sun shone into the hoods on the cloaks, and two masked smiling faces appeared.

One of the puppets spoke with a hoarse voice: "Welcome to the city of Serris! But...we are not social puppets, we are super **** puppets...t800!"

Another puppet stretched out his hand, revealing an arm made of steel with a sophisticated magic inscription on it: "And... who said we are... two?"

While he was talking, two more figures in black robes fell, and four Chris's **** puppet clones stood in front of Travis.

"Four? I won't pay attention to four more!" Travis sneered, took a step back slightly, and made a pose of preparing to fight.

However, on the left hand side of his profile, there are also four super **** puppets standing in their positions. These puppets are all clones of Chris's puppets, and the combat power of each one is more than ten times higher than that of ordinary **** puppets.

"..." Travis stretched out his hands, with a gloomy expression on his face, and two terrifying magic circles lighted up in his palms.

At the same time, on the other side of him, Lonsadlet stopped his advancing pace and persuaded, "Travis...give up!"

Travish laughed, tilted his head and glanced at his old friend, then smiled and said, "You have also come, and you have also been promoted to Dharma Sage? Good, good! I will look around for the province. It’s better to solve it together!"

"Then you better solve me together." Behind him, a cold but imaginative female voice sounded. Although it was not high-pitched, it made Travis' hair stand upside down.

He turned his head suddenly, and saw the Elf Queen standing there, behind her was her elite guard...