I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

If it is to communicate with spiritual perception, Gao Wei can't stop her.

Little Aita calmly drew a three-dimensional three-dimensional spiritual sub-map of London, and soon, she marked a few points in the three-dimensional three-dimensional underground in London.

Among them are words related to "Great Magic Circuit", "Fairy Realm", "Age of Gods", and "Backtracking", and then a dynamic spiritual channel appeared...

As the Twelve Sovereigns of the Clock Tower, Olga's expression changed immediately when she saw this VR image.

This is the seal she strengthened with the other eleven monarchs not long ago, for the leakage of the Particles of the Age of Gods some time ago.It's just that in this picture at this moment, the spirit pulse has already broken through the depths of the clock tower and completely appeared in the city on the ground.

"Honey, is this your future vision?" Olga couldn't help but shook her head and little Aita.

Little Aita recovered from a sage mode, looked at her parents blankly, as if saying 'who am I', 'where am I', 'what am I going to do'... …

"Yeah~!" She yelled shyly, and threw herself into Olga's arms.

Only the two adults remained in place, looking at the dynamic picture of the spiritual state under the window. It was constantly evolving, but because of the loss of the drawer, the blueprint also disintegrated and dissipated moment by moment.

"If this is the future vision..."

The car was driving from the suburbs to the city, and as it entered the bridge across the Thames, the driver suddenly stepped on the emergency brake.

The bodies of Du Lin and Olga shook, and before they could ask anything, the sight in front of them was already dazzled by the light.

Soaring beams of light rolled up from various parts of London, and a huge tide of magic power surged out from the outside world.

Dulin and Olga got off the car and looked ahead.

The destructive magic storm lifted the tops of the towers of the houses, the morning bell of the Great Clock Tower resounded, the torn space cracks floated over London, and the storm resounded like the roar of a dragon.

It's like the age of the gods is coming!

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Chapter 612 Group A: You were originally on our side

The speed of this sudden whistling scene was changing as fast as Olga's face changing from a mad lioness to a sage mode.

Du Lin and Olga were on both sides of the car, looking at the scene ahead, with different expressions on their faces.

"Durin!" Olga said suddenly and solemnly.

"Ah."

Olga struggled for a while, and then said: "It seems that we can't leave."

Of course, it is impossible to leave. Relying on the car to pass through the magic tidal field, the two of them will probably overturn with the car when they reach the bridge, right?

"Do you know this phenomenon?" Du Lin asked curiously.

Olga's complexion changed, and she said seriously: "There is a problem with the spiritual pulse under the clock tower."

"Spiritual veins?"

"And this scale, I am afraid that the seal of our twelve monarchs has been completely lifted." Olga continued: "This is definitely not a natural phenomenon, and as the monarch of the astronomy department, I have to go back and complete the seal."

Du Lin frowned secretly at her responsible attitude at this moment, but personally, he agreed with this woman.

"I can think of Kirshtalia before, but it happened when we left. Really, this kind of trick is really uncomfortable."

Olga shook her head and denied: "No, this matter probably has nothing to do with Kirshtalia and the others. The only thing that can invade the bottom of the clock tower is that there is a problem with the monarchs. However, it is more likely to be Coerced or controlled or something."

Although Olga was a little confused, she patiently explained: "All the monarchs know what the opening of the seal of Albion in the spiritual tomb means.

Although the magical phenomenon in London has returned to the scale of the Age of Gods for a short time.But after that, the speed of escape may be increased to hundreds of times.

It may not take a few years for London's underground base of magic and mystery to completely dissipate until it becomes a barren dead place. "

"...Really?" Du Lin couldn't say no to it.

He wished that all the magicians in the city of London would die except his wife.

However, his unilateral thoughts are obviously not important at this moment. Olga was born in London, and as a monarch, friends are even more involved.

Under various factors, it is absolutely impossible for her to abandon this place and return to Chaldea with Durin.

Olga pulled out the frightened driver at the front desk neatly, handed the driver a sum of pounds, advised him to leave here, and then sat in the driver's seat of the car.

"It's useless to stand here and talk now, let's talk as we walk!"

"Aita?" Du Lin got on the co-pilot.Little Aita in the back seat stared at the front very quietly.

"Although I want you to send your Aita to a safe place at this time—"

"But I won't let you go in alone."

"All right!"

Aita didn't express any opinion, and was led by her crazy father and mother into the beam of light soaring forward.

In her bright black eyes, she looked at the Greenwich area deeply and dangerously, and the η core's brilliance appeared in her pupils from time to time.

……

Meanwhile, Greenwich.

On the outermost edge of London, led by Kirshtalia, Ophelia, Kadock, and Scandinavia, they faced the shredded-haired man wearing a priest's outfit on the opposite side.