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Chapter 483

"Did you meet the magician the night before yesterday?"

When the teams on both sides blocked the line of sight, Laurent Renard turned to Williams and asked: "What did he say?"

"Your Excellency taught me something and gave me a guarantee. I can't go into details."

Felton Williams raised the corners of his lips slightly: "Regarding this battle tonight, I have never been more confident than I am now, including my future."

Leonard couldn't help but laugh. Although this fighting supernova he trained with his own hands seemed to be indifferent to the challenge of the lucky prince from Georgia, Williams was still just a middle school student after all.

, how can you not care at all? Not worry at all?

Philip I, who had been close to the throne of God in his early years, the two supreme families, and the magician who had ascended to the throne of God - in addition, Williams should have been in contact with other forces.

It seems that the early encounter with Andre Lee Wildenstein was actually a good thing for Williams.

"Then tonight, just defeat him neatly! You can do it, Felton!"

"certainly!"

The boy in the black school uniform clenched his fist fiercely: "I will defeat him! Not everyone can enter nmosa (National Comprehensive Cold Arms Combat Alliance). That lucky Andre should just go back to Georgia."

, go and be his crown prince."

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At the same time, there were two people above the clouds, looking down with a calm attitude.

"Do you think he can beat that half-breed of yours?"

Standing on the left is an old man wearing a magic robe and gold-rimmed glasses: "I have seen Andre's battle images. With my insight, I can't see through him, but he has no doubt.

It's better than Williams before. Besides, I don't think this can help you win the war five months later. Such a method is a bit of a joke."

"I hope he can! You and I have given him everything we can, and we are naturally entitled to expect an ideal result."

Philip I said calmly: "But what you think is child's play can bring that bastard a huge income of 50 to 10 billion gold shields within a year. I mean pure income."

"There are so many?"

"The indirect influence will only be more. Due to Andre's ancestry, his influence in the East is also gradually growing. Neisen Group, Catiro Clothing, and Norfolk Motor Company have all benefited from this, and their products are in

Not long ago, the closed market was opened. And now, the reputation and influence of their grandparents in the political and business circles are increasing day by day."

Philip I turned sideways: "Friend, are you sure that in half a year, the Neisen Group and the Norfolk family will not be driven by huge interests to join the war? To protect their spokesperson? And can you be sure that Concili will not

He will use the political and business resources at his disposal to win over more allies. And more importantly, the divine position——"

"In the past two hundred years, four film and television superstars and pop stars have achieved the status of religious gods."

Philip I continued: "Thanks to the invention of television and various new media, these guys who have been despised as 'actors' since the Middle Ages are gaining more and more influence. And now the entertainment industry and the music industry

The right to speak of people in America is also

It continues to grow. Nowadays, many people, including me, predict that the next god of faith is likely to appear in the sports world. Their number of fans and their attention are not lower than those of the superstars. Unfortunately, the previous

Several war emperors failed to seize the opportunity."

"Do you think your descendant will be able to become a god through personal fighting in half a year?"

The man in the robe couldn't help laughing: "If he can do it, then I will complete the great cause of killing gods with my own hands."

"The problem is, you can't be sure now when you will be able to defeat your old enemy."

There was a sarcastic smile on Philip I's face: "So five months later, I still have to rely on my own strength to deal with the grandparents."

"It's almost there, it's almost there! Of course, I can't be sure."

The man in the robe rubbed his forehead: "I have to complain, your great-grandson is becoming more and more like you. I have determined that that guy is adding fuel to the fire. Before the decisive battle with you, he took the initiative to give his granddaughter to a magician.

Yes, he already has a ruthlessness that is not inferior to yours. Okay, now I am looking forward to Williams defeating that bastard. The night before yesterday, I gave him a trump card, which should be enough to ensure his victory."

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In the player lounge of the gymnasium, Li Mochen waited for about twenty minutes before hearing the announcement that he and Williams would compete.

And the moment he walked out of the passage, the vibrations coming from the surroundings made Li Mochen frown and feel his eardrums stinging.

The Temple Stadium in Los Angeles is slightly larger than the Storm Stadium in Atlanta. The four stands can accommodate a total of 90,000 spectators. If these people are just shouting normally, the problem is that most of them have a certain level.

Magical energy professionals. While roaring, these people also invested their own energy into it. Tens of thousands of voices converged together, almost shaking the entire stadium.

"This is the craziness of high-level events! I remember that a few decades ago, women and ordinary people would not dare to enter such occasions. They would be directly stunned. Until the Temple Stadium, there were new types of storm stadiums.

It was only after the stadium was built that it improved. They can use the magic array and the function of magic earplugs to ensure that they are not harmed by the impact of sound waves."

As Carl spoke, he looked at the stands on the left. Li Mochen's support club in Los Angeles is directly led by the Navigator Elite Agency. They negotiated with the organizers of the event and were able to gather Li Mochen's fans in the stands.

The stands over here.

Then he discovered that the platinum color belonging to Li Mochen actually occupied nearly 65% ​​of the seats in the venue. Although there were mostly women, the momentum was very large. Everyone was holding mineral water bottles, knocking on the seats uniformly, and talking.

Shouting 'must win' - the opposite of the overwhelming support for Williams outside the venue.

Karl couldn't help laughing: "Wow, this is the power of money."

The price of a ticket for an ordinary seat tonight has been raised to more than 800 gold shields, which is not affordable for ordinary people. It is obvious that Li Mochen's supporters have crushed their opponents financially.

Li Mochen had already walked onto the stage and looked at his opponent who was also on stage - Felton Williams!

Then his Titan Eyes saw the golden light on the other party that ordinary people could not see.

Li Mochen's increasingly profound knowledge of magic allowed him to immediately understand the opponent's status. This person was already a 'chosen', also known as an 'apostle', and a favored one by the gods!


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