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Chapter 503: Must

Gudruff turned pale as he watched Duke Medea execute the last caravan member.

They flew all the way to Jibril City, but Gudruff was not a magician and could not fly for a long time. He had to stop and rest every once in a while.

The closer we get to Jibril City, the more caravans and travelers come and go.

In order to ensure the concealment of the operation, Duke Medea eliminated all the living people he encountered along the way.

Along the way, Gudruff witnessed Duke Medea's bloody methods with his own eyes.

Eight or nine hundred people died at her hands, if not a thousand.

No wonder she is called a cold-blooded princess.

Duke Medea put away her gun and looked at Jibril City within easy reach. She said lightly: "This distance is enough. Let's wait until night to act!"

Goodlaf nodded quickly in agreement.

As a powerful master at the Grand Mentor level, Goodluff knew very well that even ten of himself could not be the opponent of Duke Medea, so his real role this time was to protect Duke Medea from casting large-scale magic.

At night, there are stars and a gentle breeze blowing, giving the arid land a rare hint of coolness.

Duke Medea inserted six specially prepared bullets into the wheel.

Gudruff thought Duke Medea wanted to prepare some large-scale magic, but he saw her raising her gun staff in the direction of Jibril City.

Bang bang bang...

Six gunshots were fired, and six red-glowing bullets flew over Jibril City. The red light slowly expanded and turned into six huge fire clouds in mid-air.

At this time, Jibril City let out a panicked scream.

The magic of six meteor showers covered the entire inner city of Jibril City.

The fire rain fell like a torrential rain, instantly turning the dark night into fiery red and bright.

"This is the fiery art." Duke Medea said with an intoxicated look.

Gudruff swallowed subconsciously as he listened to the cries of despair and fear in Jibril City.

This Duke of Medea is definitely not normal. After leaving Aslan, his whole person became extremely terrifying and strange, completely unlike the lazy and salty look of Merlot City.

The flames burned all night, and Duke Jibril stood on the city wall and roared.

"What are you doing for a living? You are a bunch of rubbish. How can someone cast such a wide range of magic and no one has heard about it? You are all a bunch of rubbish."

The inner city burned down. In addition to his castle and the wealth accumulated by his family for hundreds of years, as well as his family, the guards around him only had time to rescue him and a few important family members when the meteors and fire showers came, and the others perished in the sea of ​​​​fire.

Listening to Duke Jibril's roar, Gudruff walked toward them with a strange expression, but no one around him noticed their arrival.

Duke Medea cast invisibility magic, allowing them to appear swaggeringly next to Duke Jibril's bodyguards.

Their strongest strength is only the mentor level, and without a magician by their side, they cannot detect the arrival of Duke Medea at all.

Suddenly, the unfamiliar clicking sound came to mind, which made the surrounding guards look stern, and they all surrounded Duke Jibril.

Goodlaf found the source of the sound instantly.

Duke Medea's high heels.

He suddenly wanted to say: "Your Excellency, are we walking here like this? Is it necessary to use invisibility magic?"

"That makes sense!" Duke Medea snapped his fingers, and the two of them appeared in front of everyone instantly.

Duke Jibril had already heard them while they were talking.

Now seeing Duke Medea appear, Duke Jibril almost screamed out in surprise, and the mentor-level experts around him rushed towards Duke Medea in a swarm.

Then there was no more.

Duke Medea simply used a body-holding technique to make these mentor-level experts pause for a second, but this second was the final moment of death in front of Goodlaf.

The heads of seven or eight mentor-level experts flew high into the sky, and their blood spurted out like fountains.

"Long time no see, Duke Jibril!" Duke Medea walked lazily towards Duke Jibril with cat steps.

Duke Jibril is survived by his eldest son and several family elders.

"Duke Medea! I didn't initiate the last war, it was all a conspiracy of the Maxim Empire." Duke Jibril's tone was trembling.

Duke Medea shook his head and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, my student is interested in the province of Yalanz, so you must die today so that he can occupy the entire province as quickly as possible."

Just as Duke Jibril was about to speak, he saw a dozen red lines shooting out from Duke Medea's fingertips and then surrounding her from all directions.

"don't want……"

The red lines crossed each other, leaving only corpse fragments on the ground.

With a speechless expression, Gudruff picked out Duke Jibril's head from the pile of meat, which was specially kept.

According to the plan, they were tied to the top of the inner city gate, and the two of them slowly flew towards the Yaz area, which was the territory of Duke Jibril's eldest son-in-law, and the most powerful noble after Duke Jibril.

As long as the opponent is also dealt with, Yalanshi Province will be unable to form an effective resistance force in a short period of time.

When Duke Medea also eliminated Duke Jibril's last daughter and son-in-law, he took possession of a magic tower as his own. As for the magician, his head was chopped off by Gudruff.

Goodluff was very good at plundering magic towers, and could even be described as experienced. However, his methods were not as violent as Duke Medea's, and he directly demolished half of the magic tower.

That may be a magic tower built by a certain magician who accumulated talents for several generations.

After setting up the magic wave signal tower, Duke Medea personally took action, and with the blessing of huge spiritual power, the magic signal was directly spread to the border of Merlox Province.

After receiving the signal, Kesheng immediately sent the information to the United Army ambushing on the border.

Watini looked at Aslan with a complicated expression.

Less than half a month after taking over the entire Beifeng Prairie, Aslan had already set his sights on Yalanshi Province, and was able to get the teacher to personally carry out the beheading operation.

Aslan received the telegram from Watini, compared it with the code book, and said with a smile: "Sister, please send it in person."

"Attack the entire army! Follow the planned attack route."

Two hundred thousand unified troops quickly got on the carriages and began to rush out of the dense forest where they were ambushed.

From a few carriages at the beginning, to dozens, hundreds, and thousands later.

All of a sudden, the villages and small towns on the border of Yalanshi Province were frightened.

It is impossible to count how many troops passed by the gate of their village.

It can only be described as countless.

Some people couldn't help but exclaimed.

"The revenge of the province of Merlox is coming."

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