Not long ago.
They both received a shiny crystal from Irin.
With their eyes, they naturally recognized that this was a precious gem.
They thought that Irin was enlightened and knew how to give gifts.
Cyberras and Griffin were not that familiar with Irin.
They wanted to refuse.
But Irin left too quickly.
When Yi Lin's voice came from the crystal, they suddenly came to their senses. That crystal was actually a communication crystal with a magic mechanism hidden inside.
When the two of them reacted quickly, the city hall with a long history in the distance collapsed.
The brownish-black bricks and the white plaster of the walls rustled down like falling snow.
In an instant.
The scene of the ancient building collapsing was as beautiful as a painting.
If someone had time, they might not be able to resist taking out their camera and recording this precious scene for eternity.
The panicked soldiers scrambled to escape from the collapsed building.
A figure wearing a cloak that covered her entire body took advantage of the chaos and jumped out of one of the windows to escape.
"It's Circia von Erzbehren!"
Griffin's face was filled with murderous intent. She immediately placed the sniper rifle that was covered in black paint on the edge of the roof and pressed her eyes on the variable magnification scope.
"Don't forget your mission. I'll be watching you."
Griffin seemed to have changed into a different person in an instant. Her voice was cold as she reminded.
Cyberras was silent.
She nodded lightly and jumped down from the roof of the four-story building.
Circia, who had stolen the treasure, was agile. In the blink of an eye, she had leaped more than ten meters away.
In mid-air, Irin stabbed her finger at the graceful figure hidden in the cloak.
"Spiral Big Finger!"
The invisible and colorless psychokinesis was highly condensed. In front of Irin, because of the highly condensed invisible psychokinesis, it refracted light and faintly showed a translucent distorted space in the shape of a giant object.
"Go!"
Under the cloak, Circia did not even turn her head. Her long hair fell, and the cloak moved without wind.
When Irin's [Spiral Big Finger Spell] was like a cannonball that shot towards Circia's back, the long white hair under the cloak suddenly expanded. The long hair was like a group of agile snakes. They twisted and wriggled behind Circia's back and condensed into exquisite weapons that looked like works of art.
Broadswords, halberds, chains, spears …
Her hair … had become a weapon!
"Be careful! It's the engraving magic of the Erinsberg Family, the Poem of Angels! "
When Circia began to chant her magic, Cyberras moved so nimbly that he did not look like a magician at all. He silently appeared behind Irin and reminded her.
"Don't just say the name of the magic trick!"
Irin cursed inwardly. Only a fancy name could be mentioned. Who would know the specific abilities of this magic trick!
"Swish —"
The long white hair was reconstructed flexibly in the air. The weapons of different shapes were outlined by the white hair, and they looked like exquisite paintings. Under Circia's control, several of the weapons gathered together and slashed forward. They easily blasted Irin's [Spiral Big Finger Spell] into nothingness.
"Hualala —"
The dissipated psychokinesis turned into invisible gusts of wind and raged crazily in front of the ruins of the city hall.
Many soldiers were sent flying in the blink of an eye.
At that moment, their faces were ashen, and they mistakenly thought that something had exploded again.
Seeing this, Irin's eyes narrowed.
Although he did not use any lethal moves in a hurry, this was a "weapon" formed by the highly condensed Transcendent psychokinesis of Irin. A regular Rank-2 or Rank-3 cultivator would either be killed or wounded by it. Back in Styx Junior High School, Irin had also used a flash of inspiration to poke the masochist Queen Yanluo, who was so crazy that she clenched her wings and spasmed nonstop.
"Interesting."
Irin grinned. Just as Griffin said, the other party's magic skills were beyond Irin's imagination. This was also the first time Irin had a head-on confrontation with Magician since he came to the Tower of War server.
Irin was very curious and interested in Magician's fighting style.
With a flip of his hand, two revolvers of different colors, red and white, quickly appeared in Irin's hands. He swung the two revolvers, and two boxes of ordinary spiritual bullets were condensed in the chamber. The bullets were quickly shot toward Circia as if they were free.
After using the hair magic of the [Angel's Poem], Circia's cloak could no longer cover her face. Just like in the photo, Circia was a beautiful woman with unique facial features. She had a pair of ruby red pupils, and no emotions could be read from her eyes. It was as if the sudden chaos in front of her was still under her control.
Under the cloak, the light of the magic seal flashed and vaguely came out from the sleeves. After using a strange magic, Circia's movements changed as if she had become another person. Her body twisted a few times, and the bullets passed through Circia's neck, armpit, waist, and crotch.
Under Yi Lin's barrage of normal attacks, Circia was unscathed.
The brief chaos lasted for more than 20 seconds.
In these 20 seconds, Irin and Circia performed two rounds of probing magic attacks and defenses.
At this moment.
The soldiers of Red Hair City reacted at the same time. They shouted, "Kill Apocalypse!" and attacked Irin and Cyberbras.
Circia's ruby red eyes turned around and landed on Irin and Cyberbras for a moment. Then, without any hesitation, her snow-white hair curled and condensed into the shape of spider legs behind her. Circia used the spider legs to stick on the wall and easily climbed to the top of the building. After a few jumps, she disappeared from Irin and Cyberbras' sight.
"Chase!"
Irin took a deep breath. He did not care about shocking the world and immediately flew up.
"Cloth! Lasso! Aier! Sha! "
Ancient words shot out from Circia's fingertips as Cyberbras quickly chanted.
Cyberbras spoke very quickly.
She also used a high-level chanting technique.
That was, she chanted the last syllable as she moved.
By the way.
Most of the magicians who had been through systematic training, inherited the knowledge from their families, and were wealthy magicians, did not need to chant when they cast short and simple magic spells.
With the enhancement of the magic seal and magic attire, they could casually cast a small magic spell and shoot it with a raise of their hand.
However, large-scale magic spells were not so easy.
Preparation of props, magic spell preparation, chanting, and various other steps were indispensable.
According to some ancient books, during the "Mythological Era," when ancient magicians were prosperous, there was a technique called "High-speed Divine Speech". It could release large-scale magic spells with just a few syllables and almost instantaneously.
It was lost, so there was nothing to say.
The "Rune of Rune" magic that Cyberbras was good at was slightly different from ordinary magic spells.
"Rune of Rune" itself was to play with words. Chanting was already a part of the "Rune of Rune" magic.
Most of the "Rune of Rune" magic spells required chanting.
It was just a matter of length.
If one was very familiar with the incantation, they could omit the last half of the syllable to achieve the effect of accelerating the release of the magic spell.
It could be seen from the half of the syllable that Cyberbras omitted.
She was very familiar with it.
The "Rune of Rune" magic spells had different functions depending on the combination of words. The combination of the four words exploded in the air, and a blinding light burst out, hurting the eyes of all the soldiers. Under the stimulation of the strong light, the soldiers closed their eyes and cried.
Irin happened to have his back to where the strong light burst out, so he was not affected by the strong light. It could also be that Cyberbras' superb technique deliberately avoided Irin's sight and cooperated perfectly.
"Man, don't block my trajectory!"
Griffin's cold voice came from the communication crystal. Irin, who had just taken off and was about to give chase, suddenly felt a strong threat from behind. That almost instinctive sense of danger, coupled with Griffin's cold reminder, made Irin's speed pause for a moment.
Bang!
A short gunshot sounded, and a pitch-black bullet with a strange light flashed across a distance of hundreds of meters and shot down Circia, who was fleeing in the distance.
"Hit!"
Griffin's smug voice came from the communication crystal. Irin had already secretly checked Griffin's bag out of curiosity and found that there was a pile of scattered magic mechanism parts in Griffin's precious bag. What Irin did not expect was that after Griffin assembled the pile of broken parts, it turned out to be a sniper rifle with unknown power.
A good magician had become a sniper. This sudden change in style made Yi Lin feel that there was something strange about it.
However, it was obviously not a good time to complain. After the figure in the distance was shot, it fell straight to the ground. Irin took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention to her and used Lightness on herself. With a flash of light, Irin stepped on mysterious patterns and flew into the distance.
Boom!
Accompanied by an angry roar, an irregularly shaped ceiling was blasted into the sky by a terrifying force in the collapsed city hall. His fiery red hair fluttered in the wind like burning flames. Joe D. Solomon, who had been tricked by Yi Lin and almost buried in the ruins of the ancient building, finally broke out of the ground. It seemed that his anger level was off the charts.
"Retreat."
Cyberbras glanced in the direction where Griffin was hiding. He knew that Griffin had been using the scope to observe the situation here. After giving the next order, Cyberbras did not hesitate. While the chaos was still ongoing, he slipped into the alley and left decisively before the red hair landed on the ground.
Other than his red hair, Joe D. Solomon's face was black as if it was covered in a layer of ash. He punched the ceiling that was on top of him away and climbed out of the ruins.
His red hair was like a burning flame, just like the anger in his heart at that moment. His ferocious face was terrifyingly gloomy as if ink could drip out at any moment.
His vest seemed to have experienced something in the explosion just now, but it did not seem to have suffered too much damage. He stepped out step by step, and his legendary back was displayed under the sun in front of everyone.
On the red hair's scarred back, there were four square Chinese characters tattooed.
— "Rich," "Strong," "Righteous," and "Broad."
Speaking of these four Chinese character tattoos, there was a story behind them.
It was said that Joe D. Solomon was very interested in the Eastern civilization.
When he went on a trip, he wanted to tattoo something on his back as a souvenir.
He chose four Chinese characters that looked very manly and tattooed them on his back.
At that time, the tattoo artist who did the handicraft for the red hair introduced these four characters to him. The red hair thought it was very good.
These four Chinese characters respectively represented: rich enough to rival a country, indestructible, righteous enough to reach the clouds, broad and profound.
He felt very satisfied with this kind of meaningful tattoo.
… …
Hundreds of soldiers were paralyzed next to the messy ruins.
Many people, under the stimulation of the strong light magic just now, still had tears in their eyes, rubbed their eyes in confusion, and had not recovered their vision.
"Just an Easterner..."
The red hair's two rows of sharp teeth clenched, and there was a faint scarlet blood coming out of the pores of his whole body.
"Oh, I didn't expect you to be defeated."
At this moment, about five meters away from the red hair's right hand, a cloud of smoke appeared strangely.
From the smoke, a blonde woman in a valiant military uniform slowly walked out with a sneer.
"Governor Bohr."
The red hair saw the person, frowned, and exhaled the name of the woman who walked out of the smoke. However, he didn't seem to be very happy either.
"Pa ~"
Immediately after, the red hair gave a standard military salute to the woman he called "Governor Bohr."
Governor Bohr's blonde hair reached her ears, and there were a few earrings made of bones on her left earlobe. She was dressed in a dark green military uniform that hugged her figure tightly. As she walked over, the mountains seemed to tremble. The woman should have been quite beautiful, but there was a scar on her face that ran from the bridge of her nose to the left of her chin. This scar made the woman look even more ferocious.
When she walked toward the red hair, she held a long pipe made of mahogany in her hand. The pipe was inlaid with a circle of gold, and it looked expensive and luxurious.
Governor Bohr smoked a cigarette. White smoke curled up from the cigarette and gathered together with the strange smoke behind her.
But the strange thing was that even though she was surrounded by smoke, even standing a few meters away from Governor Bohr, there was not the slightest bit of pungent smoke.
"Hehehe —"
As the man and woman stared at each other.
A happy smile suddenly appeared on Governor Bohr's mocking face.
Her military uniform shook as she laughed, and she looked like a beautiful girl.
"The dignified president of the Red Hair Society was played by a mere person."
"He is from the Apocalypse Guild!!!"
Hearing this, the red hair's expression was furious, and he squeezed these words out from between his teeth.
"No." Governor Bohr shook his head. "I'm talking about that woman."
The angry Joe instantly fell silent.
He had nothing to say.
"I didn't expect that." Governor Bohr took a puff from her long-stemmed cigarette. The smoke swirled around her and formed a strange shape. She closed her eyes as if she was enjoying the fragrance of the tobacco. She slowly said, "You actually believed that woman's words and thought that she would work with 'us'."
"I didn't believe it!" The red hair sneered. "Magicians are a group of despicable creatures, how could I believe the nonsense of a magician!"
Governor Bohr pointed at the collapsed city hall with his pipe and laughed. "In terms of results, there is no difference."
"It's all because of that Apocalypse!"
The red hair retorted.
What he meant was that if the Apocalypse Guild had not come to mess things up, he would naturally have that female magician under his control.
"It seems that the president of the Apocalypse Guild came for that 'legendary item'. Now things have become complicated. " Governor Bohr smoked, and after thinking for a moment, she turned around and walked into the thick smoke. As she walked, she said, "No matter what, find that woman, and use whatever means, we must force that woman to tell us the whereabouts of the 'legendary item'."
"Heh." The red hair laughed ferociously, and he clenched his fists so hard that his knuckles cracked. "She can't run away."
But before he could finish his words …
Governor Bohr's figure strangely disappeared into the smoke, just like when she came.
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