On the top floor of the Wildenstein Building, Hazel Wildenstein is also eager to try. She has already chosen her opponent, and the vampire prince Uhtred Jimmie of the Demon Party is very good. She should be her
The type that can be won. But just when she was about to follow Uhtred Demacia and leave through the air, she was stopped in advance by Alyssa Targaryen.
"Miss Hazel, Ah Mo just gave me a notice asking me to stop you from participating in the war. His actual words were that you can just watch from here."
Hearing this, Hazel raised her eyebrows in displeasure: "Why?"
She couldn't control her power before, but now, she has obtained everything from Adriana, the disaster dragon girl. Her strength in every aspect is beyond the average high-level demigods. Even in the power of disaster god
The control aspect has also begun to take shape.
"This war no longer requires your participation."
Alisa Targaryen said expressionlessly: "Miss Hazel, you are the last trump card of the Wildenstein family, and in this war, BOSS has mastered the key to victory."
Naturally, it was impossible for her to tell the truth. Li Mochen still disliked that his sister was too young. As long as the battle could be resolved without her involvement, he would try not to involve her.
But Hazel had already guessed this. She put her hands on her hips and said, "After all, he still treats me as a child, right?"
"Hazel, you are just a child."
The speaker was Consulli Wildenstein, who had not yet gone out to fight. He was standing in front of the glass curtain wall with his hands behind his back, watching the battle outside.
"This is also my opinion! Now that Ah Mo has purchased a nearly complete version of 'Longwei', today's battle will only be his sniper show. A must-win war, there is no need to put our
The strength is completely exposed."
Hazel couldn't help but grit her teeth and glared hard at Consulli Wildenstein's back.
She had no good impression of Kang Xiuli. When both her parents died, he was one of them who watched with cold eyes.
But the old man in front of her was Li Mochen's grandfather after all. The majesty and oppressive power of this man made her dare not make any mistakes.
——This is very strange. If we only talk about rank, as a high-ranking demigod, she is obviously much better than this old man.
At this moment, Consulli Wildenstein's eyes were filled with a burning fighting spirit as hot as magma.
He knew that Li Mochen's secondary body, which had not started shooting for a long time, was waiting for something, and this was what Kang Xiuli was looking forward to -
He believed that the hatred he had harbored for decades would come to an end at this moment.
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"You're trying to lure Edmund in, aren't you?"
In Li Mochen's 'Land of Destiny', another magician, Lafitte de Robespierre, was holding a telescope and standing beside him with an expressionless face.
"Andre, I advise you not to go too far. Do you understand? The White House must be discussing which side of you should be suppressed and end this war as soon as possible. Compared to you, there are fifteen top-ranked
The National Association of Progressives of the Bai family undoubtedly has more advantages and weight."
"He's right!"
This is Anthony Braden projected here. Since he has just emerged from the freezing state, his beard is still stained with some ice slag.
"I know best the virtues of those in the White House. At least 80 percent of the staff around the president have various connections with the National Association of Progressives. So now I can use my heels to
Guess what they will say to Mr. President, kill your grandparents, then Atlanta will be safe and sound, and peace will be restored to the whole of America. Especially you, Andre. Only by getting rid of you can they truly feel at ease.
."
While talking, Anthony Brayden was still distractedly helping Li Mochen calculate the trajectory.
Although he is unable to personally participate in this war at the moment, his superior computing power is comparable to that of the Lord God, and he can still provide powerful help to Li Mochen.
"Wait a little longer!"
'Secondary Body' Li Mochen held Longwei in his hand and replied calmly: "Nine minutes, if he doesn't enter the scene within nine minutes, I will end this war. I am only worried about you now, Robespierre.
After seriously injuring the 'Energy Lord' Edmund, do you, the 'Destroyer of Worlds', have the ability to capture him?"
"It depends on how much you can hurt him. If it's not to the point where he's seriously injured and dying, I'm afraid it's hard for me to do it. I can try my best to make his injury worse, so that he can't recover in ten or twenty years."
.It can also ensure that he will not be able to escape America or leave the world of light for a period of time in the future."
When Li Mochen looked at him with a bit of contempt, Robespierre couldn't help but feel a little angry: "If you hadn't destroyed 35% of the magic array in my magic tower, he would have just appeared today."
, don’t even think about leaving here alive!”
Why didn't he want to kill Ron Edmond? The feud between them now was not just the friction in the past, but also Jennifer's hatred.
"Besides, your request is to capture it! Having said that, don't we have to wait a month before taking action? Why is it suddenly brought forward to now? My magic tower 'Destruction Scepter' still has to wait fifteen minutes.
Send it here."
"This is called not keeping up with changes in plans."
Li Mochen sighed: "You have to be injured to the point of death, right? I'll try my best. If it doesn't work, it would be good to be a foreshadowing now."
Regarding Edmund, although Li Mochen had the mythical weapon ‘Longwei’ in hand, he actually didn’t have much confidence in killing him with one shot.
There is no doubt that Ron Edmund, the magician known as the 'Energy Lord', is his most dangerous enemy now.
This person's reputation in the magic world is now catching up with Bethel Estandine, claiming to be on par with the latter - in Li Mochen's view, this evaluation is obviously a bit exaggerated. But he believes in Ron Edmond's
The strength, under special circumstances, should be able to reach the threshold of a medium god.
Therefore, he could only inflict the greatest trauma on this person with the least expenditure by taking him by surprise.
At this time, the figure of Angela Medici suddenly appeared next to Li Mochen. Her expression was very strange: "Ah Mo, someone has contacted me here. He is a very surprising guy."
"Surprising?"
Li Mochen looked over thoughtfully: "Let me guess, it's from our enemies, right?"
Angela nodded: "It's Roland Benedick, a demigod from Philip I's side. He said he wanted to meet you before joining the war."
"Wow!" Anthony shrugged upon hearing this: "This will be a smart traitor who made the right choice. Although there are many fools, there are obviously smart people."
Li Mochen laughed out loud: "I can accept it, then please help us transfer, Angela."
"OK!"
Angela Medici's figure quickly disappeared in front of his eyes, and the next moment, Roland Benedick's hoarse voice came to Li Mochen's ears: "Andre Lee Wilton
Stan?"
Angela was very smart and still guarded against Roland. She did not project the magical images of both parties and only talked with voice.
"I am!"
Li Mochen didn't have time to talk nonsense with this demigod and went straight to the point: "Roland, I can probably guess what you are thinking. I will just put forward the conditions here. I will allow your Evel Benedick to have a decent death.
, and are not allowed to provide any assistance to the three siblings in the future. Then after this war, I can allow the Benedict family to continue to exist in Georgia after paying a certain price."
"That is to say, you don't need me to do anything else, right?" Roland's voice was slightly cold, and there was also surprise.
At this time, in a corner of Atlanta where Li Mochen couldn't notice, Roland Benedick's pupils were indeed shrinking slightly.
He instinctively judged that the opponent was not bluffing.
"You understood correctly."
Li Mochen's voice was indifferent and distant: "But if you, Roland, can help me capture one of the demigods in this battle, I can allow your Benedict family to retain all their properties."
After saying this, he directly cut off the communication. Roland Benedick's defection surprised him, but for him, it was not something worth being happy and concerned about.
At this time, he didn't care about anyone else. Philip I had already appeared south of Atlanta and officially entered the battlefield.
As soon as this man took action, he used an ice dragon's breath to relieve the fatal crisis of the demon wolf Fenrir. However, Kang Xiuli's figure appeared in front of him immediately.
The fourteen-story magic tower 'Crown of Silence' is also slowly sliding out of the void and appearing high in Atlanta where there are already many magic towers.
"Are you planning to kill your ancestors, Kang Xiuli?"
Feeling the strong killing intent pouring from the opposite side, the color of Philip I's pupils was also ice blue: "Are you confident enough now that you think you can kill your ancestor?"
"What you said is wrong."
Kang Xiuli's whole body was filled with violent starlight, which reflected the stars in the sky: "In fact, I have always had such confidence! You are the one who has been afraid for the past twenty years, right? Philip?"
"Kang Xiuli, you actually have such an illusion? It seems that this is my fault, it is my dereliction of duty as an elder-"
Philip I sighed softly: "At least there is still a chance of redemption, so today, I will correct your concept of strength and weakness."
His body first turned into a ball of flame, and then spread into a sea of fire.
Those black flames were born from the same source as the Calamity Flame Dragon Girl, but they were slightly different. They both carried the power of disaster, but they also carried a fatal curse, and could even affect the spirit of demigods.
At this moment, many demigod-level experts in the surrounding area, including the 'enemy of death' Thomson Beo, were all affected. Their spells and various forms of attacks began to go wrong, and various accidents occurred frequently.
Various undesirable changes occurred in his soul and mind, and he made unfavorable choices in the battle, making his situation gradually worse.
More obviously, like Franks, his spirit began to become depressed and weak, causing extreme tingling, almost falling into a state of unconsciousness.
However, Kang Xiuli's counterattack was equally fierce and ferocious, extremely domineering!
At this moment, the entire land beneath his feet was frozen. All buildings within ten kilometers were covered with a thick layer of ice.
An ice blue leather glove also appeared on this person's right hand.
The bloodline of Patrick, the Silent Dragon, complements the mythical weapons in his hands.
The 'Silent Divine Power' made most of the magic in the airspace of Atlanta ineffective, including even part of the divine power of the demigods and the black flames emitted by Philip I.
And under the starlight, Kang Xiuli's withered body swelled up quickly. He turned into a strong man in an instant, and his face returned to the appearance of his youth. He was sixty-nine similar to Li Mochen, appearing
Handsome and masculine. But at this time, his body was actually covered with a layer of star-blue source armor. His aura could directly catch up with the demigod Berserker Coombe Wilton!
With the help of the Star Leap Technique, this person reached a mile away in just one flash. Then he punched directly into the empty space in front of him, filled only with black flames.
Then the entire city of Atlanta was shaken, and countless black fire spots scattered in all directions. And the figure of Philip I also appeared again. Although he was unscathed, his face was covered with blue.
Black color.
"My god! Ah Mo, your grandfather, he scared me."
Anthony looked incredulous: "Legendary fifth-level Titan holy warrior! In addition to the profession of warlock and mage, he actually has a part-time job in close combat?"
"More than that, what is blessing him now are the prototypes of the forbidden curses 'Star Shattering' and 'Absolute Zero', as well as the power of silence and ice—"
There was a look of surprise in the eyes of Lafite de Robespierre: "No wonder Philip, who has been able to master the priesthood of law by relying on disasters and curses, is so afraid of him. Your grandfather Conciuli, I
I think as long as he can break the shackles imposed on him by Philip I, this person will be a new magician in America."
"It can be seen!" Anthony nodded slightly: "Phillip I is undoubtedly more powerful, but he was restrained very well by Consulli."
Li Mochen did not listen to the discussion between the two men. Ever since the battle between Philip and Conxiuli, his eyes had never left the scope, and he had been observing and sensing the overall situation in Atlanta.
After Philip I came to the rescue, the demon wolf Fenrir made three more space jumps.
This man seemed to hate him so much that even if he was in a desperate situation, he never thought of escaping Atlanta and staying away from this battlefield.
So after these three jumps, this crazy wolf was once again forced to death by Li Mochen and Delphinia!
At this time, it was only twenty seconds away from Li Mochen's scheduled nine minutes.
Li Mochen couldn't help but have a hint of anticipation in his eyes. He wanted to know whether the magician was going to sit back and watch the death of the demon wolf Fenrir and let him seize the 'Sky Scepter', or show up and intervene.
Get within range of his sniper rifle.
He didn't wait long. Only half a second later, Robespierre, who was discussing Concili, raised his thick eyebrows slightly: "You've been waiting for him, Andre-Ron Edmond! This is his
Composite Divine Power 'Energy Transformation'."
Where he looked, a twenty-story magic tower was slowly squeezing in from the star world. And the magic light at the top of the tower directly illuminated the array of twenty-four magic towers and the stars.
Shaded with the moon.
Li Mochen couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He also discovered that at the moment when this magic tower appeared, his own power of life and death, as well as the spells cast by Alex Galanz and others, were greatly suppressed.
The divine power of 'energy conversion' controlled by the magician can transform any energy including magic energy, light energy, sound energy, electrical energy, thermal energy, magnetic energy, mechanical energy, chemical energy, water energy, wind energy, biological energy, kinetic energy, etc.
Energy conversion properties.
The root cause of Kangxiuli's "Silent Divine Power" is also the interference and freezing of various energy forms.
——This is indeed an extremely powerful magician!
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Just after Ron Edmund and his magic tower appeared, on the edge of Atlanta, a dozen men wearing CIA-standard magic armor walked out of the portal opened here one after another.
Following the order of the White House, Ross Machin, the leader of the CIA's Fourth Emergency Response Team, did not take action immediately after arriving here. Instead, he defended on the spot and waited for instructions from his superiors.
But just three seconds later, the figure of a blond middle-aged man appeared beside him.
"Machin, I need your help now. Now go in and attack the Wildensteins."
"Salas?"
Ross Machen looked sideways, and then frowned: "You are asking me to disobey the instructions of the White House, which is also illegal. Don't go too far, Salas. Although I do owe you
It’s a favor from the National Association of Progressives, but there’s no way I would do such a crazy thing for you.”
"Illegal? No! No! You can't say that. Machin——"
The blond middle-aged man shook his head: "As a front-line commander, I couldn't bear to see the large number of civilian casualties in Atlanta, so I was just impulsive."
The strange thing is that although these two people are communicating through magical images, the dozen or so members of the CIA's Fourth Emergency Response Team around them know nothing about it.
——Even these people have legendary level professional ranks.
"But this is still disobedience! It also violates the CIA's code of conduct."
Rothers Machin's eyes were still gloomy and cold: "I have to pay a huge price for it, face huge political risks, and even lose my reputation for it, Salas! You are going to destroy my family."
"I can guarantee that in the public opinion afterwards, you will be a hero who saved the city of Atlanta and will be respected by everyone. The National Association of Progressives will also provide you with the best lawyers to help you deal with all the situations you may face.
Litigation can help you get rid of accusations from the government to the greatest extent."
The middle-aged man chuckled softly and pointed to the city of Atlanta next to him: "Of course, you can't stay in the CIA anymore. So how about becoming a chaebol leader? Look at this city, after this war, here
A large number of properties will lose their owners. Many of the castles near the Ghost City will also lose their owners.
To become Borderlands, we can help you become the leader of a consortium with 60 billion assets and zero debt ratio. In the next few decades, the Machen family may be able to replace the Wildenstein family and become the leader of Atlanta.
King Philip is very powerful and has many connections, but he will not live long."
Rothers Machin was slightly moved, and there was hesitation and struggle in his eyes, but he was not convinced.
"It sounds like a promising prospect, but as far as I know, the last demigod who betrayed the government and worked for your National Association of Progressives did not end well."
"If you don't believe it, we can sign a star contract."
The blond middle-aged man raised the dragon skin scroll in his hand, and raised the corners of his lips: "Look! The four presidents and vice presidents of the National Association of Progressives, as well as the three heads of the Supreme Family, have signed and guaranteed that the content is also guaranteed.
We can guarantee your interests to the greatest extent.”
"If you are interested, please do it as soon as possible. You only have ten minutes now. If you exceed this time limit, the transaction will be invalid. In addition, it must be mentioned that our association is not just making such a request to you.
The three emergency response teams deployed by the CIA on the east coast and the four special affairs management offices of the FBI are all the targets we are trying to persuade. There are only two people who can get this reward——"
"Ridiculous! It's hard for me to imagine that someone like Wallace Carroll could be persuaded by you."
Ross Machen said this, but his eyes narrowed slightly, weighing the pros and cons.
"Then my mission is to create a conflict between the government officials and the Wildensteins, right?"
"It would be best to mobilize all the CIA's forces to participate in the war. We will promote this matter at the top."
The blond middle-aged man turned his gaze sideways and looked into the city of Atlanta.
At this moment, the 'Blood-Eyed Angel' Robert Yvon had already thrown the berserker Koum Wilton to the legendary fifth-level magic swordsman Gudra who held the mythical weapon, and then opened his arms several hundred meters away
The huge long wind wings flew up into the air alone and crashed into Edmund's magic tower called 'Conservation of Energy'.
Her 'Fang of the Wind God' broke through the outer layer of defense of the twenty-story tower with just one sword, and broke through to the inside of the magic tower. Then a huge shock wave erupted from the inside of the 'Conservation of Energy' magic tower.
break out.
This powerful berserker with Beowulf's bloodline just used her innate ability 'Essence Distortion', causing a huge breach in the magic tower's magical barrier that should be eternal in the energy cycle.
.
This scene also made the blond middle-aged man's eyes even more gloomy. He saw that Robert Yvonne's bloodline ability would be extremely terrifying once it evolved into divine power.
Especially with the increase of the 'Wind of Battle' and 'The Divine Power of Life and Death', the blood-eyed maid really has the ability to challenge a magician, and even Ron Edmund, who is the 'Energy Lord', cannot ignore it.
The power of the latter is still terrifying, and the divine power of 'energy transformation' still covers the entire city of Atlanta. The annihilation cannon blasted from high in the sky caused Consulli's magic tower 'Crown of Silence' to collapse.
But everyone can see that most of this man's power has been restrained by Robert, and his momentum is not as strong and domineering as expected.
"Mechin, your task is also to help George Mattiola support the situation. The strength of the Wildenstein ancestors is astonishing, and has caused an imbalance in the combat power of both sides. If the situation does not change, they may win.
And it will take some time for the reinforcements of our association to arrive on the battlefield. It only takes five minutes. After five minutes, they will usher in their demise——"
"Understood!"
Rothers Machin let out a long breath, and then his eyes turned cold: "Give me your contract!"
He quickly obtained the dragon skin scroll from the blond middle-aged man, but just as he gritted his teeth and prepared to sign his name on the scroll, his face suddenly froze.
Just because in the cloud sky, a huge roar like the dragon god coming to the world suddenly sounded. That powerful deterrent force made almost all the demigods and legends in the surrounding area of Atlanta feel tremendous pressure. They
Deep in my soul, I was shocked by the roar of the dragon!
At the same time, there was a shrill gunshot.
This sound was hidden among the roars of dragons and the noise caused by the fierce battles of many strong men in Atlanta. But Rothers Machen still heard it, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly,
"Bahamut, the Dragon God of Destruction? Is it Dragon Power?"
He was guessing about the sniper rifle and the sniper's target, and he soon learned the answer. At the top of the twenty-story magic tower, a small part of the wall began to annihilate.
——As we all know, the famous mythical weapon ‘Dragon Power’ has two divine powers derived from the dragon god Bahamut, one is ‘shock’ and the other is ‘annihilation’!