With a serious face, Goodlaf looked at Messi in surprise.
"I just said it casually, you really felt it."
"Strong fighting fluctuations!" Messi said seriously.
Goodlaf nodded in agreement and was just about to say evacuate.
"A battle should have broken out at the center of the Abominable Giant. Let's go and take a look."
Goodlaf wanted to slap himself twice.
St. Bernard echoed: "Okay, with the strength of the three of us, there should be no problem in escaping even if we can't defeat them."
Goodlaf's eyes widened and he wanted to say something.
"With the strength of the three of us, the three of us are just a bunch of weak chickens, okay? You have never seen a real great mentor-level powerhouse!"
But Goodlaf had no way to tell him, so he could only bite the bullet and follow Messi to the main city of Franklin.
When they rushed outside the main city of Franklin, they happened to see a beautiful blond girl holding a shield being knocked to the ground by an evil giant more than three meters tall.
But the three Merlins didn't dare to move at all. Only when they saw it up close did they understand how terrifying that power was.
"That's not something that the ninth level can possess."
Messi's lips trembled slightly and he said.
St. Bernard nodded stiffly and asked, "Then shall we withdraw?"
Messi's face was complicated and he said: "We can't leave. It's better if we stay still. If we move again, the natural concealment magic I blessed will lose its effect, and the other party may notice us."
St. Bernard asked anxiously: "What should we do now?"
He had just broken through to the Grand Instructor level, and he had not enjoyed the lofty life of a Grand Instructor-level powerhouse for long before he encountered such an unmatched enemy.
Goodlaf said with a stern expression: "Wait! Wait for the rescue. A battle of this level will soon attract the arrival of other strong men. Then it will be our opportunity."
Messi and St. Bernard nodded in agreement.
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Guineaville, who was running at full speed, did not hide her figure at all. Even a newly promoted mentor like Garcia could detect it, let alone St. Paul who was hiding in Chester.
Guinevere's full burst of aura was no better than that of a Grand Mentor-level powerhouse. It immediately attracted the attention of St. Paul, but the next moment, it was blocked by Addison.
When St. Paul saw Addison take action, he felt relieved and returned to Chester to take charge.
Among the four great mentor-level powerhouses in the Republic of Chil, the one St. Paul can't see through the most is Addison, and it is certain that Addison's strength is definitely above him. The unfamiliar great mentor-level powerhouse just now, from the aura
Judgment, it should be similar to St. Bernard. They are both newly promoted master level experts, not to mention Addison's opponent.
Guinevere was too quick and eager and failed to control her strength. She stumbled and made a big hole in the garden of Wenger Castle.
Aslan and Nomeli came to Gwennaville immediately.
Aslan hugged Guineaville.
"What happened?"
Guineaville was originally injured. She had been holding it in while running with all her strength. Now a mouthful of blood spurted out and sprayed all over Aslan.
Casrea and Reas, who noticed the movement in the garden, also came over. They looked at the girl who fell in Aslan's arms with strange expressions.
They clearly felt a powerful aura flying towards them just now. Their strength was far superior to the two of them. Could it be the girl in front of them?
"Dad, just Stella, she was..."
Guinevere fainted before she could finish speaking.
The aura on Aslan's body suddenly burst out, racing all the way until he was at the peak of the mentor level, only to be interrupted by Nomeli.
"I gonna go see!"
The next second, he disappeared in place.
Nomeli hands Guineaville to Brooke.
"I'll trouble you about my child. I'll go take a look."
Brooke nodded with a serious expression.
"Okay, Mrs. Satomi."
Satomi is Nomeiri's external name.
Brooke was careful not to stop. After saying hello to the two magical instructors, he sent Guineaville back to Chester, where St. Paul was in charge and Lady Helen was also here. It would be better for her to take care of the eldest lady.
Casrea and Reas looked at each other with shock in each other's eyes.
They definitely didn't feel wrong just now.
Lord Amuro is already the pinnacle mage. Judging from his aura, he can attack the great mage at any time.
The two nodded tacitly, and Casrea, who had just returned, returned to Chester again, and he wanted to tell the teacher the news.
The strong person who can trap Stella is definitely not an ordinary Grand Mentor level strong person, so when Aslan rushed to the main city of Franklin, he had already changed his clothes, and his aura also increased sharply.
When he arrived, Stella was already covered in injuries, half-kneeling on the ground holding the Ideal City shield in both hands, looking listless and crumbling.
Shevchenko, who was already smiling, slowly turned his head and looked at the man in black robe who suddenly appeared.
"who are you?"
The trio of detectives, who had been waiting until they were in despair, breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the man in black robe suddenly appearing.
Messi asked curiously: "Do you know this man in black robe?"
Saint Bernard and Goodlaf shook their heads in unison.
In his heart, Goodlaf disagreed and said, "I know, I'm afraid I'll scare you if I say it."
"My child is under your care, and I come here to trouble you!" Aslan said slowly and logically, but actually started to prepare the legendary treasure.
Shevchenko let out a hoarse laugh.
"Oh! You are very confident."
Bang! The next second, Shevchenko crashed into a magic cage.
Aslan also took the opportunity to flash in front of Stella and help her up.
"My child, are you okay?"
Stella shook her head hard and asked: "Where is Naville?"
"She's home safe."
After Aslan finished speaking, he rubbed Stella's dazzling blond hair.
"I will avenge you next!"
Stella's eyes lit up, and then reminded: "Uncle, he has super-level power."
Aslan nodded and gently picked up Stella. The next moment, with a roar, Shevchenko broke the barrier and charged towards Aslan, only for him to escape with another flicker.
"You go home first!"
As soon as Stella stepped forward, a knight with wings on his back and heavy armor appeared behind Aslan.
"Coming!"
The black heavy-armored knight nodded, and the red phantom sword in his hand burst out with red light.
Shevchenko slowly put away his contempt, and finally he did not dare to underestimate the two people in front of him.
Shevchenko asked again: "Who are you? With your strength, it is impossible for you to remain unknown in the central countries."
Neither Aslan nor Nomeli answered him. Various status-increasing BUFFs lit up on their bodies and they rushed towards Shevchenko.