The battle didn't end because of Thousand Worlds Tree's overwhelming strength.
On the contrary, after Thousand Worlds Tree sent troops to the clock tower to fight, the remaining magicians of the clock tower gathered and began to launch a counterattack against Thousand Worlds Tree.
"If I were you, I would directly order those metal warships to raze the entire clock tower to the ground."
A deep voice sounded. Fangzheng turned his head and saw a man wrapped in a red cloak silently appear in the air, staring at the battlefield in front of him.
"Magicians aren't that easy to kill. Even the bombardment of warships can't completely kill them. You could have blown the whole clock tower to smithereens, and then sent people to search for their bodies, wouldn't you? Moreover, with the magic engravings, these people won't die. "
Having said that, the man let out a cold laugh.
However, Fangzheng shook his head.
"That's why you are an assassin for the rest of your life."
"But this is the fastest way to achieve your goal, isn't it?"
"Wrong."
Facing the man's rebuttal, Fangzheng directly denied.
"According to your method, we will never achieve our goal. Listen carefully, we are not here to kill anyone, but to completely destroy the curse that has bound the magicians for two thousand years. Intangible things are more difficult to destroy than tangible things. You can erase a person's existence from the body, but you can't erase their spirit and will.
"But what does this have to do with you capturing them alive?"
The man still didn't seem to understand. Fangzheng shrugged his shoulders.
"It's very simple. Just as I said, the Twelve Monarchs of the Clock Tower aren't just magicians, nor are they as simple as powerful magicians. They are the supreme rulers of the Clock Tower, the Magic Association. They represented the current Magic World. The rules, laws, and operations of the Magic World were established and maintained by the 12 Monarchs. They are like the kings of a country. "
Having said that, Fangzheng stretched out his hand.
"Of course you can kill the king, but there will still be people who will inherit the king's last wish. They will persist and work hard until they stand up again. Only when we abolish the king's position in front of everyone and kick him out can we truly prove … the arrival of a new era. "
Fangzheng's right hand tightly grasped the burning black sun in the sky, then he turned his head and looked at the Servant behind him.
"So, you are just an assassin. The establishment of an era never depends on a single person. Of course, I admit that everyone has a leader. Just like building a building, it also requires a chief designer to design the blueprint, and a general to lead an army to war. However, they were only guides and leaders. Building a building did not require a thousand designers, but a thousand workers. Killing the enemy doesn't just depend on the general's instructions on the sand table, but on the ordinary soldiers charging and breaking through enemy lines. "
Fangzheng put down his hand and looked at the ruins of the Clock Tower in the distance once again. At this moment, the light of magic flashed from time to time, and the dull sound of explosions rang out, like the final lament of an era.
"I've already pointed them in the right direction. Now, it's up to them to find their own path. Or … do you think it's delicious to feed someone else's leftovers into your mouth? "
"…"
This time, the man didn't speak. After a moment of silence, he vanished into thin air once again.
Meanwhile, Fangzheng opened his personal terminal.
"Let's play a song to cheer up our comrades."
"Understood, Commander."
Soon, loud music rang out, reverberating in the sky.
"Rise, starving and cold slave! Arise, sufferer of the world! My blood is boiling, and I want to fight for the truth … "
Amidst the singing, the battle continued.
The burning fireball whistled across the sky and hit the dilapidated wall in front of him. Soon, a rotating circular magic circle appeared out of thin air and blocked the fireball's attack. The flames exploded with a loud bang. The raging flames did not hit their target. On the contrary, they quickly scattered to the sides and disappeared into the air.
"Misaya!"
"I know!"
Hearing Fresh Flower's voice, Misaya quickly raised her head and stretched out her hand towards the broken wall in front of her. Her white fingers quickly streaked across the air. The next moment, invisible magic power surged out in a fan shape. Under the impact of this powerful magic power, the defensive magic circle in front of them immediately shattered like glass.
Fresh Flower raised the gun in her hand and pulled the trigger. Soon, several magic missiles streaked across the air like meteors and directly smashed the opposite wall into pieces. Along with the rising dust, several figures ran out and raised their hands high.
"We surrender! We surrender! Please stop! We surrender!! "
"Don't move! Don't use magic seals! Tell me your names!"
Fresh Flower raised the gun in her hand and aimed at the dusty men in front of her. Looking at the black muzzle of the gun, the men hesitated for a moment, then said in a low voice.
"We're from the Acelot Family, staff of the Botany Department …"
"Tell me your names!"
"Yog Salem."
"Sanama …"
Faced with Fresh Flower's question, the magicians helplessly told her their names. However, Hei Tong Xianhua didn't let down her guard. She held the two guns in her hands tightly and glanced at her companions. Soon, another young Magus Sorceress opened her personal terminal, scanned the magicians in front of her, and nodded to Hei Tong.
"The comparison is successful. No problem."
"Very good. Put anti-magic handcuffs on them and take them away!"
"Yes!"
Following Fresh Flower's order, a few Thousand Worlds Tree soldiers immediately stepped forward and took out a kind of black rectangular handcuff to handcuff the magicians. After putting on the handcuffs, the magicians were surprised to find that their magic seals and magic circuits seemed to have been imprisoned. They could not be used at all.
However, there was nothing they could say at this time. They could only be taken away dejectedly.
"Phew …."
Only then did Fresh Flower put down the two guns in her hands. Seeing this, Misaya sneered.
"Tell me, Hei Tong, how do you look like a spellcaster?"
"What's wrong with that?"
Faced with Misaya's sarcasm, Fresh Flower rolled her eyes in annoyance.
Fresh Flower was also one of the people who obtained a magic device from Fangzheng and successfully signed a contract to become a magical girl. However, her magic device had nothing to do with magic when it was unfolded. Instead, it was two revolvers.
Of course, the shape of the magic device was similar to the nature of the contracted magical girl, so it was not surprising that it had all kinds of strange shapes. But because this thing was far from magic, Fresh Flower was often ridiculed by others in the Ritual Garden.
For example, during the two ceremonies, she said to her, "This suits you very well …"
Fresh Flower was so angry that she almost pulled out her gun and fought her.
But …
"Do you think your magic device is any better?"
Fresh Flower chuckled when she saw the long gun in Misaya's hand. The magical girls in the Ritual Garden had more contact with the red ponytail, so they had long since memorized the phrase "Ancient spearmen were lucky E, ancient archers were lucky" that she often said. But now, Misa Ye's magic device was in the form of a spear …. She really had no right to say anything about flowers.
"Hmph."
Hearing this, Misaya wanted to retort, but at this moment, Tenno's voice suddenly rang in their ears.
"Fresh Flower, Misaya, now is not the time to quarrel. Go to the ceremony immediately. She's in trouble!"
"What?"
Both of them were shocked when they heard this. They knew better than anyone how powerful the two ceremonies were, but now they were in trouble and needed support?
How was that possible?
Although it was hard to believe, the two ceremonies were indeed in danger.
Her face was pale and she could not stop panting. Although the knife in her hand was still intact, the two ceremonies' stamina was almost depleted.
"What's wrong? Is that it? "
Standing in front of the two ceremonies was a woman with brown hair in a single ponytail. She held a horsewhip in one hand and stared coldly at the two ceremonies in front of her.
"I thought the 'Magic Eye of Death' was something amazing, but it's nothing much. It's a waste to give it to you. Trash like you don't deserve it at all. "
"Hmph!"
Hearing the woman's words, the two ceremonies' expressions turned cold. Then, she suddenly leaped up and pounced on the woman like a cheetah.
However, in the face of the two ceremonies' attacks, the woman did not move at all. Instead, she gently waved the horsewhip in her hand. At the next moment, a huge vacuum blade suddenly appeared, slicing the earth and sky apart and sweeping towards the two ceremonies. In the face of the incoming Vacuum Magic Blade, the two Ritualists swung their swords without hesitation and 'killed' it.
But at that moment, the woman waved her hand slightly. Along with this action, the breeze that was originally fluttering in the air suddenly turned into a hammer that smashed down heavily from above. The two ceremonies obviously did not notice the attack coming from above and were directly slapped to the ground. Before she could move again, the surrounding soil immediately turned into a swamp, engulfing the two ceremonies.
"As expected of Balthomero, the strongest magician indeed lives up to his name."
Seeing this scene, Fangzheng was not surprised. Balthomero was the core of the Magic Association and the ruler of the Clock Tower. To be able to achieve such a position, there was no doubt about her strength. Especially the woman in front of him — — Balthomero Lorelei.
She was known as the magician who was closest to perfection. Her attribute was wind, her magic characteristic was omnipotent, and she had unparalleled magic circuits.
Of course, if these were not enough to show how powerful she was, one only needed to talk about her battle record to make it more intuitive.
This lady had once killed two of the 27 Death Apostles and had been pursuing and trying to kill the actual ruler of the 27 Death Apostles — — the White-Winged Tuvam.
Not only did she kill two of them, but she was also pursuing the most powerful one among the Death Apostles. This lady's battle record was probably one of the few in the Moon World. She was well-deserved of the title of the strongest magician.
If Fangzheng did not have a warship and servants that surpassed the era, he would have to do it himself to defeat her.
In comparison, the two ceremonies were still not enough. Although the Magic Eye of Death was indeed extremely powerful, the user was still not good enough. In terms of combat power, Balthomero belonged to the category of professional players who could win the world championship year after year. As for the two ceremonies … … they were still in the Gold Tier.
Fortunately, the Magic Eye of Death was powerful enough, or else the two ceremonies would have been killed by the other party.
In fact, ordinary servants were no match for her. To defeat Balthomero, one had to be at least an A-rank servant. But this time, Fangzheng did not intend to let his servants do it, nor did he intend to do it himself.
This was the war of the new era.
They could only rely on themselves.
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