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Before the Cao family's men attacked the black tower's stronghold, the Magus King had already left with his disciples. It was not because they had received the news that they were coming to attack, so they chose to evade, but it was because it was time to gather medicine for the Magus King.

Not long ago, Magus King had recruited all of his disciples. Because Peter and Xi Men Qian did not appear, there were a total of nine disciples who were kneeling on one knee in front of Magus King's bed.

"Peter used his life as everyone," the Magus King said to everyone in a tired voice. "He exchanged us with an important piece of information."

Andrea's body suddenly shook.

"He found the location of the dragon cave." The Magus King continued.

All of the disciples became excited. They had travelled thousands of miles from Europe to the sea in order to find the dragon cave and help the Magus King obtain the dragon blood to cure the disease. Now, this matter was finally going to bear fruit.

"But I'm not happy," the Magus King said. "I'm very sad that Peter left me." A black Sickle stood on the Magus King's shoulder, staring deadly at Andrea who was kneeling on the ground together with the other disciples.

"I thought he would be my heir." Magus King's expression was filled with sorrow, "I had thought that he would be the one to win."

Victory? What did that mean? The disciples all revealed puzzled expressions. Magus King would often tell them these kinds of words that were rich in mysteries, so the disciples were already used to guessing the meaning of Magus King's words.

But this time, only Andrea immediately understood the meaning of Magus King's words.

Magus King had told him before that the six Magus King s were each other's bait. The reason why the Magus King had accepted eleven disciples was because he hoped that these eleven people would kill each other. In the end, the remaining people would be able to match up to the strength of the Magus King. This was the secret of powerful Magi, and the so-called power was formed from piles of bones.

In the past, only one Magus King would be born in a hundred years, it was because a Magus King level Magus was born and required a hundred years of killing to accumulate. Until the outbreak of the Second World War in Europe, it was only then that the six Magus King s came to the scene. When these six devour each other, what will happen? He was probably an existence that far surpassed the Magus King.

Andrea began to daydream. If he completely swallowed all of his fellow sect members, would there be a chance for him to participate in the competition between those six people? A bloody and beautiful future had seemingly flipped open in front of Andrea.

But Andrea overlooked one thing, he was not the victor that the Magus King acknowledged. Magus King had already made it very clear that Peter was the true victor in his plan.

Something broke the Magus King's plan. Then, as the instructor of these eleven people, what could the Magus King do to adjust it?

"Let's get out of our misery." Magus King's tone became calm.

"Let's head to the dragon cave," the Magus King said, "to complete what Peter did not complete."

The nine people in front of the bed stood up.

"Go," the Magus King said. "Come with me to get the dragon's blood."

The king came out of his grief, and the king himself led the army.

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Cao Tai's men rushed in the direction of the factory.

However, when they started gathering outside, the Magi and servants left behind in the factory had already met them. Although Magus King and his disciples were no longer here, this was the Black Tower's base, how could they allow this group of mortals to invade easily. The Magi stood high up in the factory, purple energy gushing out of their hands. They poured this energy into the "Modern isolation" barrier left behind by the Magus King.

The barrier that could only defend had now turned into an attack form.

Purple bullets that mortals could not see shot out from the outer layer of the barrier, smashing into the crowd that was charging towards the barrier.

These invisible cannonballs exploded in the middle of the crowd. The people on the ground had no idea how to dodge them, so they were suddenly sent flying off the ground by the impact. Of course, even if they could see, they wouldn't be able to avoid these explosions. Because when they neared the Modern isolation, their movements became slower.

The seals on their clothes could protect their minds from the effects of the Modern isolation, but it could not strengthen their bodies. The Modern isolation was like a tall wall constructed out of invisible mud, blocking in front of them. Their movements were hindered by the Modern isolation, and their four limbs sunk into an energy filled state. It was as if he was swimming upstream.

In this situation, the live target of Cao Tai's assassination didn't have much of a difference.

On a tall building in the distance, Cao Tai was using his night vision binoculars to observe everything that was happening on the battlefield. From his point of view, his subordinates were all menacing and aggressive. However, as he neared the factory, his movements became sluggish, as if they were footage of a movie being slowly broadcasted. Then, for no apparent reason, their bodies flew up into the air and crashed down onto the ground. It was as if a special effect user had forgotten to add explosive and smoke effects onto their body.

"What the hell is this?" Sweat drenched Cao Tai's sideburns, "Are they acting together for me?" Originally, Cao Tai thought that this smooth sailing attack would actually have such a strange change. After all, even if he was allowed to personally go on stage and take the field, it wouldn't be of any use.

Cao Tai's underlings were completely beaten up before they could even see their opponent, which was something Ding Ling did not expect. She had thought that the few hundred people Cao Tai had brought with him would be able to greatly reduce his strength at the very least.

"What should we do?" Cao Tai looked at Ding Ling anxiously, "What should we do?" He was actually somewhat habitually relying on this woman.

Ding Ling smiled as she looked at Cao Tai, then handed him a mobile phone.

Cao Tai took the phone, and saw that a number was already prepared for him. You want me to make this call? " Cao Tai asked.

Ding Ling nodded.

The call went through and was quickly made. The person who answered the call was Cao Tai's little brother, the commander of the front line. Big Brother Cao, why did you call me? " That lackey's tone was somewhat surprised.

"What are you doing?" Cao Tai grabbed his phone and scolded, "Are you filming with me? Hurry up and tell your men to rush inside, kill those bastards inside! "

"We can't rush in!" A disheartened voice came from the other end of the phone, "Quite a few of our brothers have already been injured, but we haven't figured out what's stopping us. Since they haven't sent anyone to stop us yet, I think we should retreat first.

"Retreat?" Cao Tai hesitated as he held onto the phone. If anything happened to these people, he would become the commander in chief. Otherwise, he would just listen to him and leave everything to him.

"You can't retreat," Ding Ling suddenly said in his ear. "Only death will come, there will be no retreat."

A silver Desert Eagle landed on the back of Cao Tai's head.