On the Seven Towers

The coldness around him was increasing continuously. After a while of fighting left and right, Agurto felt that his strength had dropped a lot. Although the saint's fighting energy was endless, he had to maintain it in this extremely cold situation. In the Dou Qi field, there will be a lot of consumption.

The result of his struggle was just a lot of broken ice blocks around him, and these ice blocks were merging together at a visible speed and becoming part of the new ice wall.

The emotion of fear began to grow in Agurto's heart. The saint had a very keen understanding of the consumption of energy. At this moment, he knew very well that if the situation continued, the final result could only be that he would be captured without mercy.

Agurto yelled outside: "Miliana, Polidaro, enough is enough! Huh, you are really generous, spending so many resources to make things difficult for me!

Have I offended you these days? I stay around quietly and don't snatch any benefits from you, but you still want to punish me like this? Let me out! Let me out! "

But no one around him answered his cry. On the contrary, the cold became more intense, and new ice surfaces were constantly being formed, squeezing his space smaller and smaller.

Agurto punched the ice again. The force of his punch was much smaller than before. Rather than trying to break through the ice, it was more of a way to vent.

Agurto has been a saint for a long time, and he knows very well that no matter how strong a saint is, it is only a human power, and it will eventually have its limit in the face of nature itself.

He yelled angrily: "Miliana! Don't go too far. Do you want to see me make a fool of myself? If you don't let me out, I will tell Dominic! Let's see how you can make this matter go away!"

The only answer to him was the silent ice surface. The range of movement he could move was getting smaller and smaller, and now it was only as big as an ordinary bedroom.

Agurto felt something was getting more and more wrong, and he said: "Is this... is this going to kill me? Miliana wouldn't want to kill me. Who are you? Who are you?"

Instead of throwing punches, he frantically moved around the room, slapping the ice here and there, trying to find someone to respond to him.

But no, in this small space, there was only the sound of his palms and fists touching the ice. In addition, there is an almost inaudible pattering sound, which is the sound caused by the squeezing and collision between ice cubes.

"Listen, letting a saint die here in this way will not do you any good! We can talk, just tell me what you need, everything is negotiable!"

A voice came from somewhere on the ice wall and said: "I heard that the saints from the divine city are the most loyal warriors of the God of Nature. They are not afraid of death and will never compromise. It seems like this now." , you are still very scared."

When Agurto heard someone finally responded, he stopped tapping and said: "This is not fear, but there is no need to make meaningless sacrifices at any time. Tell me who are you? From Alcala? Seven Descendants of the Tower? Or people from the Tower of China?”

"You don't need to know."

"No matter where you are from, I have what you need. Tell me what do you need to get me out?"

"Thousands of years ago, would you have discussed and bargained with your enemies like this?"

Agurto was stunned. He knew the answer to this question. Of course not. At that time, he would only answer any words of the enemy with his fists. If he was really restrained by the enemy and fell to death, he would do everything he could to Use all your strength to cause maximum damage to the enemy. Compromise and negotiation never seemed to cross his mind.

When did he start to become like this? Afraid of death and greedy for pleasure, he would only bully those who are weaker than him. The man named Saint has lost the spirit and will of a Saint.

Maybe it's the thousands of years of the divine city. He said: "If you have lived through thousands of years of poverty and monotony, you will understand the preciousness in front of you."

"Haha, then those people who were killed by you and plundered their wealth, didn't you just take away their most precious things like this?"

"Don't compare a mortal life with a saint. Countless mediocre people like those people will be born in thousands of years. But how many people like me and you are favored by fate? They are not worthy of my understanding and will not have it.”

"Sorry, compared to you, I would rather be in the same category with them." When the voice spoke, it was full of disdain.

"Wait, wait, I haven't finished speaking yet!" But no matter how much Agurto shouted, there was no response from behind the ice wall.

Just behind the ice wall, in a room at the top of the villa, Lorenzo, Lin Lichuan, Maya, and Di Ning all sat cross-legged. The room they were in was surrounded by magic arrays, and in front of each of them, there was a control magic array. They controlled the large compound magic array in the garden through these magic arrays. Lorenzo spent nearly a day to build the magic array with the help of "Ten Thousand Arrays Diagram". It has the dual characteristics of frozen space, supplemented by various regeneration, toughness, and freezing special effects. The space in the magic array is compressed. The ice wall in front of Aguerto is more than three times thicker than he originally estimated, and the power exceeds the freezing magic of any Saint-level mage. However, this magic array also has very high requirements for the controller. Lorenzo must gather the power of the other three great magicians to control it. In fact, it is the power of four magicians, which is amplified through the magic array and confronts Aguerto's own power. So as long as Aguerto steps into this magic array, he will enter a dead end and can never escape.

"If Miliana can still be a messenger after her Dou Qi power is abolished, there is really no reason to let this guy live. Let's make a final effort to get rid of him completely." Lorenzo said.

The space around Agurto was getting smaller and smaller, and soon he couldn't even stand upright. In the end, he had to burst the Dou Qi field in one direction and use the high-temperature Dou Qi field to melt the ice wall in front of him. The ice turned into water and submerged his body. But after his power was exhausted, the water froze into ice again, sealing him in it.

Agurto, who was invincible in Antillion, curled up like a baby because of the cold, and solidified at that moment. A soul came out from his head and was about to pass through the ice layer and escape to the direction of the city of God.

But he did not escape Ganuo's eyes. A scorching fire passed through the air and hit the soul. The saint who controlled the power of fire was finally buried in ice and his soul was burned by fire.