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Chapter 70 The Blasphemy Tool (1)

第七十章 渎神之器(上)

Ge Zheng didn't understand why Wei Xi suddenly changed his mind, but he wouldn't really hand over Wei Xi to the dean. The little naughty man finally had a handle in his hands. He could completely solve the problem of their aunt and nephew. If Wei Xi was handed over, he could only solve Wei Xi's one.

Ge Zheng waved his hand and was freed from the magic trap. Wei Xi was not careful and knocked her head on the floor with a thud. "Ouch!"

Ge Zheng looked at Wei Xi sitting on the ground rubbing her head: "My request is very simple. From now on, in the academy, you and your niece will listen to me strangely."

Wei Xi hummed twice: "Of course I can, but Peilin..." Ge Zhengzhe said: "That's your problem, it has nothing to do with me."

Wei Xi put his dragon steel drumsticks in his hand: "Let me try it, my big baby is not easy to mess with..." Ge Zheng had a sudden idea. The so-called slap in the face is to give a sweet date, which is the way to train.

"Weixi, if you can make Pelin a freshman and become an obedient and good student, I can create an exceptional dragon steel drumstick for you."

Wei Xi's big eyes were bright: "Really, it's like the weapon you defeated Ellenk?" Ge Zheng praised Haikou: "It's almost done."

After a drumstick on Weishi was cut into iron filings by Ge Zheng, he had always had a heartache in his heart. Now that he had received such promise from Ge Zheng, he immediately jumped happily: "I'm sure, I promise to let her be an obedient and good student!"

Ge Zheng was happy: It turns out that children are still easy to buy.

In the imperial prime minister's mansion, there were fruits and snacks like hills in front of Wei Xi, and Peilin was serving him carefully. "My sister-in-law, what's going on!" she asked anxiously.

The fire was blazing in the fireplace, and the room was burning warmly. Wei Xi was wearing only a loose short skirt and two pink calves, revealing her. She sat cross-legged on a wide chair, pointing to a plate of orange bananas on the table: "Here, I want to eat that."

Peilin quickly brought it over, peeled it for her and put it into her mouth. Wei Xi chewed it while pointing at another fruit: "That one..."

The fruit mountain, which was even larger than Wei Xi's own, disappeared into her mouth bit by bit. It was amazing how could her belly hold so many things?

Finally finished eating, she leaned back and lay on the big chair, patted her slightly bulging belly, sighed, "Oh, I'm finally full, I'm scared me that night..."

She slept upside down all night, and she really didn't know what was frightened.

Peilin was already a little impatient: "My sister-in-law, what's going on?" Wei Xi hummed: "I haven't slept all night, let me take a break and tell you."

"My sister-in-law!" Peilin roared, Wei Xi sat up and said with a smile: "I'm having fun with you." Peilin asked quickly, "Then tell me the result quickly."

Wei Xi spread her hands: "The result is that your sister-in-law has gone through a lot of hardships and finally found your transcript, but the results on the transcript are good. I was about to help you change it to excellent, but accidentally touched a magic trap and was hung on the ceiling for a whole night."

Peilin was very surprised: "You mean he gave me a good one?" Wei Xi nodded. "And he let you back?" Wei Xi was embarrassed to say that she had been bought by Ge Zheng, so she nodded again.

Peilin said incrediblely: "How is this possible? How could he let such a good opportunity go..." Peilin said in her heart: Maybe this guy is not as bad as he imagined...

Wei Xi originally wanted to say, "Even if you get good, you can't pass this course." But when she thought of Ge Zheng promised new weapon, she swallowed and refused to say it.

The family has been calm these days, and the old prime minister can finally feel at ease in government affairs.

The mission level of the Alto Empire was very high, led by one of their crown princes, and a group of more than 3,000 people came in a vast way. Others did not know the purpose of the Alto Empire, but the old Murphy, who was the prime minister of the empire, knew very well. If something happened to this mission, Megev IV would probably cut off his old neck.

The old prime minister had already arranged the reception ceremony, so Mejeff IV naturally could not be present in person. The old prime minister did not want to vote for any prince when the situation was still unclear, so he did not arrange for the princes to come forward to greet him, so he simply took his people to wait outside the north city gate.

According to the messenger's return, the mission of the Ato Empire should have arrived last night, but it was not suitable to show the heroic posture of the Ato Empire's knights to the residents of Delson, so the Crown Prince of Atto ordered camping and set off this morning and arrived at the Delson Royal City at noon.

The Alto mission opened the banner dozens of miles away, and bagpipes and harp were constantly rituals and music along the way. The Imperial Crown Prince Effenbergato sat upright on a tall horse. His mount had only been rigorously trained, wearing red saddles, trotting and jumping in trotting steps, and the distance between each step seemed to be measured by a ruler.

The old prime minister raised his hand, and twelve magic salutes sounded at the northern city gate, which was second only to the reception standard of the king. The old prime minister brought people to meet him with a smile on his face: "Crown Prince Effenberg, thank you all the way!"

Prince Yato was polite and showed good aristocratic education: "Dear old prime minister, I have been waiting for you for a long time, and Effenberg felt guilty!"

The two of them were polite. Someone secretly gave the identity documents to the old prime minister for a review. There was no doubt about everything. The old prime minister made a gesture of invitation and said enthusiastically: "Please invite Yato's guests to enter the Delson City!"

At the north gate, the whole bunch of soldiers cheered together. Effenberg waved to the surroundings with a graceful look, and the three thousand guards following him entered Delson with him.

This is a compromise discussed by the two countries. Originally, soldiers from other countries were not allowed to enter the royal city; however, there was obviously a lack of certain trust between the two sides.

Behind Effenbergato's horse was a huge flatbed cart, each of which was pulled by four huge ox rhinoceros, and the wheels of the cart rattled on the stone pavement, and it was obvious that the things on it were heavy.

The car was filled with boxes, each of which was made of black iron pillars, so it was naturally extremely heavy. Inside the boxes were the items from this exhibition. One of them was Yato's national treasure protection weapon and the midwinter sword ring.

The thin-bodied Klos was crowded with the crowd. He was now a qualified beggar. He knew that begging alone was far from enough to beggars to live a better life. Sometimes they also had to compete with thieves for their jobs. They were not as skilled as thieves, but everyone understood the principle that it was better to start with the crowded places.

Yato's mission slowly entered the North Gate of Delson like a team of moving ants. His Royal Highness and several flatbed cars had already entered, and most of the people behind were still waiting.

Suddenly a planet shone in the sky. No one noticed it at the beginning, but the old prime minister felt something was wrong. How could there be stars appear in the scorching sun? He raised his hand slightly, and the Imperial Royal Magicians behind him were already secretly on guard.

Close had just touched a few copper coins from a girl. He looked up suddenly and his face changed drastically. He ran without thinking.

The blasphemy weapon! She has found it...

Not long after Cross left, the size of the starlight grew rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it reached the size of the sun and was still growing rapidly. Soon, everyone saw a fireball the size of a house rolling from the horizon!

The old prime minister shouted: "Magic!" An ice-blue light rose from the camp of the Royal Mages. The power of this ice-type magic will undoubtedly increase a lot in winter.

The frost meteor hit the huge fireball head-on. With a "puff" sound, white mist flashed, and in an instant, the frost meteor turned into steam; the fireball kept hitting the ground like a meteor.

"Dong..."

The old prime minister felt the ground under his feet tremble clearly. The soldiers on the city wall were unsteadily standing like dominoes and fell one after another. A few unlucky ones fell from the city wall, brought out a string of screams and then stopped abruptly. In the open space outside the city, where the fireball fell, a fire dragon soared into the sky. The three thousand knights brought by Effenberg were guarding the last. Between the fire dragons, one-third of the three thousand knights had already died!

The war horse under Effenberg's crotch neighed loudly and kept jumping. While trying hard to control his mount, he asked in panic: "Sir, what is that?"

The old prime minister couldn't figure it out: "Is there a level 13 magic god attacking us..." But before he finished speaking, he stopped himself. Through the city gate, he and Effenberg clearly saw that a huge figure stood up in the fire dragon: a wolf head, bloody eyes, a body like a mountain, sharp claws like a knife, and a strange-style thin-blade battle axe in his hand!

This is definitely not a magic, this is a terrifyingly powerful super magic refining creature.

The old prime minister was shocked: "The whole city is on guard, come, and immediately mobilize all the royal magicians to prepare to respond to the enemy! Notify Your Majesty that the enemy will attack, the enemy will attack!"

The giant magic refining creatures outside the city are not much shorter than the city wall. If such a giant is to break into the Delson City, the soldiers on the city wall will be like a group of ants to it and will not pose a threat. The old prime minister has experienced many storms in his life, but he has never been as scared as today! Perhaps the sunset magic god Ramir can withstand it, but the shock of such a giant is definitely more than that of the thirteenth level professional.
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