Versatile Mage

The gates of the Holy City are wide open, people walk on the holy city avenue, and the pedestrian road without cars is full of ancient atmosphere.

There are countless people on this holy city avenue, like a prosperous festival, and everyone’s eyes are staring at the sky incredulously at the moment. The sky has an identical holy city, so spectacular that people forget to breathe and shock people. Soul shudder!

The holy city reflected in the sky, everything is in line with the holy city at the foot, including the decoration of a wooden window before the arrival of this heavenly magic, the decorative wooden window on the holy city of the sky reflection is also broken.

Only the people of this holy city have not been reflected.

The holy city of the sky is empty and there is no half-personality.

The ground is a sacred city, and the top of the head is a silent, unmanned holy city. The two cities shine the same brilliance in the night, but give a feeling of separation between the two worlds!

In the holy shrine, all the mutations made Mofan almost stand in the same place, and his eyes gazed at the inverted city in the sky for a long time and could not be calm!

Just yesterday, Mo Fan experienced the mirroring of the void, defeating Yuri Ellie in the mirrored void area. After the battle, Mo Fanben thought that the street he destroyed would be chased by the sacrament, so that Mo Fan did not think of it. There is no change in the neighborhood, and there are even people coming and going.

The vampire Bola told Mofan that it is the unique mirrored area of ​​the Holy City, which can create a void area that is exactly the same as the surrounding real scene, avoiding the cult and the sacramental incorporation of innocents in law enforcement.

Chaos magic can do this, although Mo Fan has not yet mastered, so Mo Fan just felt more surprised.

However, what Mofan couldn't think of completely was that the archangel who was about to open his identity even pulled the entire holy city into the void, and created a mirage-like holy city above the head of everyone.

"Enter the holy city battlefield!"

"Enter the holy city battlefield!"

The order of an archangel was heard over the city, and the speaker was Raphael.

There are already many different sects and cults in the city waiting for the commandment. With the order, there are a number of light rays on the streets of the holy city that are crowded into the sky!

If the light rain falls, the holy city wizards who are prepared for this battle have flew into the holy city above their heads. For a time, the empty city has stood in the battlefield with countless sacred sacred masters. There are several streets in one street.

There are hundreds of streets in the holy city. When people are crowded in the streets of the holy city, they can’t detect how many guards of the city’s holy city masters, but all the holy city mages fly into the sky. After the city, people realized that the holy city had already been heavily guarded, step by step!

The city is a reflection. The people who arrived at the downfall battlefield are also reflected. Only those who enter the void do not think that they are like walking on a gentle land. There is no difference between entering the holy city on weekdays. Instead, the real holy city, the city full of people in the eyes of these holy city mages is reflected in the earth.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!"

The crisp pace suddenly sounded, and the sweet ringing sound was like a prelude to the war song.

Mo Fan turned to look at it and found that there was a dragon in the shrine with a glass of light shining on the air, and was rushing to reflect the holy city.

On the back of the dragon deer, a woman who has been carefully combed sits on the side, and a black dress attracts the back of the generous dragon deer. The skirt dances and drags in the night sky. The night goddess returns to the palace of his moon.

The dragon deer ran, Mo Fan hurriedly, and found that the person on the dragon deer was Qin Yuer.

Her hands have a pair of silver ankle rings, and the other end of the silver chain of the ankle ring is attached to the dragon's dragon's horn. A powerful restraining force is transmitted from the corner of the dragon deer to Qin Yu's wrist. So that she can't use any ability, she can only sit on the back of the dragon deer like a beautiful and delicate sacrifice, and be sent to the fallen altar to wait for the sacrifice!

Mo Fan wants to chase, but the speed of the dragon deer is so fast that he has no time to react. Soon the dragon deer carrying Qin Yuer has arrived at the battlefield of the holy city in the sky. Let the people and the person on the top of the mountain see it clearly.

The gates of the Holy City are open and waiting for the participants.

There is only one person to attend the meeting, but this pre-war preparation is more like facing a million enemy forces!

"I am Michael."

The blond-golden man stood at the spartan tower and his voice spread throughout the holy city.

"I am the Archangel of the Holy City!"

There is still a bit of awkwardness in Michael's beard. Obviously this is a person who doesn't pay attention to his image. His appearance in the crowd is really not remembered.

However, when he read his identity to the whole city like a king, the person’s appearance, height and skin color are no longer important. The important thing is this person. He is the archangel of the Holy City. He is like the messenger of God. All countries, all magic organizations!

"I can't use all the perfect logic and beautiful words to make everyone recognize today's move, but after a hundred years, thousands of years, your children and grandchildren will remember this century. This night, my Michael VII is our human being. The history of magic kills an undead emperor who is likely to inherit the position of the Dark King. If thousands of years later, people are no longer suppressed and threatened by the darkness, my Michael is dead today - no regrets."

"God is mighty!"

"God is mighty!"

In the downfall of the city, all the holy city mages who participated in the war shouted this sentence, and the momentum was terrifying, infecting the entire holy city.

For the battle of interests, for the battle of fame, for the battle of glory, who will fight for the peace after thousands of years?

The archangel Michael appeared, and instantly ignited the flames of all the Masters of the Holy City.

Not for the eyes, not for this life, only for the continuation of the world, this is the meaning of the battle tonight!

......

Mo Fan stood in the holy shrine, and his appearance was another person.

The moment he saw Qin Yuer, he wanted to rush to intercept the person to stop the battle.

However, Mo Fan was also locked in the moment of impulsiveness by a pair of dark shackles.

The eyes came from the top of the mountain, and the chief instructor was hollowed out.

He used his powerful pressure to make himself unable to move, and he used a muddy voice to tell Mofan:

"Mikele's judgment is not wrong. My memory is ruined bit by bit. I am dying in this body. Even if I can survive for decades, after 100 years, thousands of years, this ancient king will become the most terrible. Devil." The hollow said to Mo Fan.

"That is also a hundred years later, after the millennium," Mo Fan said.

"I don't want to leave this world because someone is waiting for me, there is a battle waiting for me - it belongs to me, I want to face it alone."