Versatile Mage

“Sha Yuan is approaching the inner city step by step.” Movan's voice rang without waiting for Muha to speak.

Movan's words have caused a huge wave in the hearts of people, as if all five dirty hearts had been smashed!

Sha Yuan, approaching the inner city!!

May Meng first react and recall the times that Sha Yuan appeared before.

For the first time, at the end of the Shaho River, to the west of the ancient capital, it was 600 or 700 kilometres apart.

Second appearance in the Aral Pond, where the villages are already in danger!

Thirty kilometers north of the city, only 30 kilometers from the city!

And this time, it appeared directly in the city, although the northern city area has been swallowed up by the dead spirit, but Sha Yuan did approach it step by step!

Once this wreck brave master can be easily wiped out, the brave abyss appears in this inner city, which hosts millions of refugees...

May Meng tremble dramatically, those pupils are expanding to burst, he can't even imagine this picture!!!

“The next Brahma space drift will be the time of death for all of you, whether it be as many ordinary people as cockroach rats in the city or you, a high priest, all die, all die!!!

“Hahahahaha, the Feast, will be the most solemn and glorious moment of our Holy See Feast, and we, Lord Sarang, will crown this Feast as God, all of us will bow to Lord Sarang Reaper at his feet, to his great wisdom and creation! ”

Tiju's fanaticism contrasts sharply with the silence and despair of the entire bell tower magicians.

Sha Yuan, so this is the plan of the Black Holy See.

No wonder Zhang Xiaohou saw Mu He near Sha Yunna, turns out they run all this... in the face of such a scenario, does anyone else not think that Sarang and his people are just a bunch of people??

This Sarang is truly a Reaper, the Dark God who creates death!!

Life can't even be described as cheap in his eyes. A thousand years is just the venue for a celebration. The great army of the dead embraces him and climbs the ladder. Then, with millions of people all over the city, the despair and death of the many Supreme Societies of the Magic Society, as the brightest red carpet, let him step up the ladder on this carpet of death, blood condensation, above this wild funeral, let the whole world rise with the glorious trembling for his means, and bow down!!!

A feast, this is the feast of the Black Holy See Salon!!!!

How can Sha Yuan be terrible, but will there eventually be Sarang's heart terrible???

Standing on the bell tower, the Great Deacon of the Black Holy See Tiger Tiger Tiger Tiger Tiger Tiger has turned to the north to worship. That absurd piety is incorrect, but what breaks everyone's heart even more is that this heart is worse than the Salang of Sha Yuan, this feast is used to tell the world that his name Salang's reaper is here!!!

Han Silence regretted it, his dead heart began to regret it.

If the plan is implemented, the millions of people will perish, and so will Sarang... this man, who has no room for fear, is truly a complete reaper!

But what's the use of regret now?

Dead spirits surround the inner city, Sha Yuan will probably appear in the center of the inner city before the next dawn. The small inner city will be devoured by this hell furnace, including millions of city people...

Tears fell and Han fell silently on his knees. A generation of magical pride became a helpless old man at this moment.

“Sarang... Sarang, take everything you want, but... I, Han Silence, beg you... beg you to spare the people of this city.” Han's voice was shaking.

The president of the Magic Association of the Dom Bell Tower, worldly magic seemed like a shadow, there was only one cry left to beg.

None of the higher echelons could believe watching Han Silence, never making such a move to any dark force compromise Han Silence, pleading with the Black Holy See, kneeling down to Cardinal Sarang, what kind of cheap heart has been stepped on, that the spirit is determined to the level of turmoil???

Mysterious white people standing there, hollow eyes.

I had no real plan to come into contact with the Black Holy See, I lost so much skin!

The tombs of the ancient kings were beneath Sha Yuan and could not be stopped.

Sha Yuan also drifted the space to the inner city, and the entire inner city wall city was dragged to the abyss of hell.

The so-called glimmer of hope is to make all people less hopeful and better prepared to become a bloody celebration of the Holy See.

The mysterious white man swept through these released highs, each with the same desperation and lukeness as everyone else, but he knew very well that one of them had laughed furiously at the bottom of his heart, laughing as if the devil had stepped the city at the feet of a black iron ring!

“It's no use, Chairman.” The mysterious white man slowly floated Han Silence.

If Sarang really wanted to trample on the dignity and dignity of the Magic Society for thousands of years, he had already done so.

Just like the fanatical words of the Great Deacon of Tiju, the Sarang is to seal the gods. To become the death for which the whole world is shocked, it must blossom and the city must perish.

I don't know how long this festival was planned.

The Black Holy See digs far more secrets than their magic societies know.

They know the secrets of endangered villages, know Bo's relationship with endangered villages, know the secrets of Sha Yuan, and know how to manipulate Sha Yuan...

Wait to die. Are you sure you want to die?

The mysterious white man held Han Silence, his eyes constantly swept at the released high level, but where can you see the bloom.

Besides, knowing that so-called house arrest is actually a mass execution, will the top executives really catch it?

Everyone has a desire to survive, even if now the Master of Defense is allowed to capture and execute them, and the man who struggles to fight for the final slaughter is not necessarily Sarang, but his own man is injured by two defeats.

Just when the mysterious grey man was desperate and angry, a defensive magician slowly came and gave a short note to the mysterious grey man.

The mysterious white man opened the note. When he saw a symbol on it that only he could read, his eyes swayed slightly...

This man has finally brought the news!

The mysterious grey man read quickly, and the look on his face changed slightly with the text written on it. Finally, his hands couldn't help but tremble.

Hope, this line is the real hope!!

The mysterious white man glanced at Fanggu, Movan, Zhang Xiaohou and others, but as soon as Sarang was still there, he whispered a few words to Han Silence's ear.

Han's hollow eyes also have a hint of splendor.

“Seriously? Is this person trustworthy?” Han Xiong asked.

“Absolutely believable!” The mysterious white man said with great certainty!!

“But can they really do it?” Han Xiong said.

“We have no choice, we must let go, hope is diminished. That is hope too!” The Ash White man said with great firmness.