My Empire

A pale-long hand pressed on the gate of the Allahh Castle, wearing a silver robes, taking a huge magic array of people with a strange mask, seemingly exhausted, Only the heavy door was opened.

Inside the door, a near-guard soldier hit this face of the horror magist of the mask, but the bullet was flying out by the magic of the mask, and it was not far away. On the ground.

"Let's let go!" A voice that can't hear men and women, and the sound of hoarseness is as if it is from this person's chest, echoing in the hall of the whole castle. The man was anti-hands and shouted in the near Guard.

The sharp desperate blade suddenly cut this Allah Hill near the guarded belly, cut him, the intestine has the internal organs and turns out, fell to the ground and rolled out.

This magician with a thick mask did not look at the bodies on the ground, and lifted the foot to the stairs of the hall. The top of his head is a huge chandelier, and countless electric lights embodies, it looks luxurious.

Suddenly, at the corner of the stairs, this Master stopped his own footsteps, the pale sickly slender hand, pressing in the cold staircase marble, the whole person's body slightly curved.

"Ah ..." The breath of this magic master has become very urgent, it seems that the body is suffering from huge pain. Because this painful torture, the body that is covered by the magic robe begins to distort, all muscles are tight, fighting terrible pain.

"Harmony ..." It's like a person who is drowning. Like the mouth, this is the same, this is barely breathed with the weird mage of the mask, and the skin in the hand starts to crack.

I have already seen very sick hand back, similar to the blue liquid like lava boil in the gap, roast the snow-white skin, then in the next second, these wounds have a miracle, then another crack Open.

"This ... is really ... a paragraph ... It's painful ... journey ..." Standing there half of a minute, this is a mask with the mask to recover. He whispered with hoarse voice, and then lifted his foot and stepped into the stairs.

It seems to be a kilot, this body looks not strong, the magician walks on the stairs step by step, then standing at the end of the promenade, blocking in this lagoon, is a group of STG-44 assault Cross guard soldier.

"Call ..." I got a breath. This magician with the mask seems to have used what kind of means to use it. This seems not easy to walk, and the final magician is still Step step forward, and the body was filled with a golden magic array.

These magic waves are like shields in front of this Magic Master, and then become huge in front of countless bullets, extending to the surrounding walls. The densely numb bullets played on this magic array, and the twisted deformation of the above inscription.

However, it is like embedded in the air. These bullets have hovered so that with this magical array, another new magic array is formed behind this magic array. The style is exactly the same.

"Let ..." The thick mask, the sound of hoarse can't hear gender once again sounded again, and the sound of all weapons fired: "You are ... road……"

It is a pity that no one stops, some soldiers are constantly pouring, while others began to replace their magazines. They cooperate with tacit understanding, maintaining the persistence of fire, at all, do not give any opportunities for any counterattack.

The detrongous bullets played on the defensive magic array, so that the magic began to be bleak. In this way in front of this magician with a mask, the third defense magic is quietly formed, there is no delay.

"I am sorry, I don't have time to waste!" The sound of not yin is once again, then in the silver magic robe, the pale palm is reached again, a cold fog is in that hand. Pocket condense, the temperature of the entire corridor began to reduce it.

Next second, from this diffusing between the cold palms, countless ice cones began to spray out, flew over those who did not stop the fire.

As the ice cone with the arrow penetrates these near Guards, one will fall down to the ground. Just a few seconds, there is no STG-44 assault rifle to open the fire, and there is no scream of soldiers.

"Ah ... ah!" It seems that it is an unbearable pain again. After the knocking out of everyone, this magician with the mask screamed again. It sounds like someone is the same as the flesh of this magician with a knife.

"I hate here! I hate here! Ah ...!" The pale hand supported the wall that has been broken by the magic, the tragic sound echoed throughout the corridor. This magic master screams of horror sound, which is so strange in the gallery of the body.

On the other side of the corridor, Chris face pumped away the door, separated by the dense numbness of the dense linen, looked at the other end, the magician with the mask, and the expression on the face .

The opponent's powerful to let the Air Force of Elan Hill are dooms, and even one person can kill the 20% off the Guard. But now this magician actually stood there, as if he was beating him ...

Finally, the feeling of painless students was contained, and the voice of screams finally stopped. The magician took a few times to breathe a few times, and she barely stabilized her body.

Then, the hoarse voice once again opened, with a silky curiosity, as if it was watching a new creature: "You really have different! I can see the light on you ... I amprunken light ! "

Chris was confused and frowned, listened to the other's strange voice - from no one told him that he can glow, the other party is like a Buddha to kill the Buddha, is it to tell him "you will Lighting "?

The magician seems to be very weak, and the voice talking is shaking with a silk: "I can't survive here. The air here makes me unable to breathe. The energy in my body is going to swallow my fragile body ..."

"For me, it is simply hell. But here I see you, I think it is worth it." Behind the mask, the sound pressure suppressed pain, and said slowly.

"Ah! Damn!" The last irritated embarrassment even because the pain has changed, and the air around this magician began to become inclusive. The palm of the show appeared to explode immediately, and the above skin was extruded in the shape of energy.

"It can kill you, all of this is worth it ... hahahaha! Hahahaha!" The other party seems to be self-late, and it seems to be in the words of Chris, in extreme pain, this Masters with masks are exciting to succeed in the success of themselves.

It seems that he is really going to die here today. The other party can find this room all the way, and then say what he is exuded, that is, there is a special tracking method, he is hiding, it is also hiding. Thinking of this, Chris opened his mouth, some asked the magician: "Are you coming to kill me?"

"Yes! Of course, it is to kill you ... Your existence ... It is a crime that threaten the world ... must be smashed ..." In the face of Chris, this magician reached his arm, palm The magic array begins to become clear.

As this magic string gradually became clear, the round magic array began to appear some anxious arc, it seems that the other party wants to use a very fast thunder-resistant magic, and the Criset is from the Cross.

"Well, mortal!" Along with the magic array, the sound behind the mask once again, with a silky. A flash was sprayed from his magic array, directly smashed in Chris's body.

In an instant, Chris's side has a golden ray, a golden magic of a round rotating spell, in front of him. The deadly lightning hit on this defense magic array, which made a dazzling light.

"Damn ..." Looking at the magic array of Chris, this will take a step behind the magician with the mask. Then he raised another arm, both hands raised a huge magic line.

"Boom!" Two huge fireballs flew out from the magic array, transpecas the surrounding air, smashed on the magic array in front of Chris. However, after the fire was shocked, the defensive magic in front of Chris did not weakened the trend, but it took a more horizontal ray.

It is tight, one hand has been explored from Chris, and the palm of the palm sounds, a powerful lightning rumbled like a spirit snake, crossing the magic array in front of Chris, squatting on the other party .

A explosive ashes scattered, the mask of the Chris's mask was retired, and Chris finally adapted to the magical battle of this day, and saw his face behind him.

There, a robe with a mask with a mask, just recovered his long palm.