"This road is blocked, so just go ahead and capture him!"
A tall Holy Dragon City monk shouted coldly. The three-meter-long sword in his hand flashed with cold light. With just one blow, he split the mage who rushed in front of him into two pieces. This bloody scene immediately frightened people who tried to escape.
of mage.
The beheaded mage was quite powerful, and was only one step away from being promoted to Haoyue Mage. However, in front of this Holy Dragon City monk, he didn't even have a chance to dodge, and the protective shield on his body was like paper.
Hawkeye Wizard Goodman roared angrily, waved his hand, and a purple lightning spear shot out.
This mage was his favorite disciple, and they were almost like father and son. He never dreamed that the other person would fall so suddenly.
Although the mage also has the means of reincarnation, the conditions at this time simply do not allow it. At the very least, he must break through the enemy's blockade and bring back half of the body.
Seeing the lightning approaching, the Holy Dragon City monk sneered, waved his hand and punched out, and then saw an energy fist as small as a car appeared and collided with the purple lightning spear.
"boom!"
The explosion sounded, and Master Goodman's lightning spear disappeared invisible, but the energy fist continued to hit Master Goodman.
The two mages were unable to dodge and were directly smashed into pieces by the energy fist, and then they approached Goodman.
The face of Goodman, who was originally full of anger, changed drastically, and he tried his best to dodge. Although he successfully avoided the attack of the monks from Holy Dragon City, he looked very embarrassed.
"Damn it!"
Goodman looked at the Holy Dragon City monk with fear. At this time, he had determined that the opponent's strength was only higher than his own. If there was a real life-and-death fight, he would probably die.
Where did the enemy appear from and how could he be so powerful?
What shocked Goodman the most was that there were more than a dozen strong men with such auras in the enemy camp!
Obviously they are all powerful men comparable to Master Haoyue, but at this moment they are mixed with other weaker enemies. Obviously they are the main combatants and their status is not particularly prominent.
This situation can only mean that the other party has a stronger person with higher strength, who is watching their every move.
Realizing this, Goodman felt a sense of despair in his heart, and his falcon-like eyes flashed slightly.
At this moment, he had already begun to think about how to escape alone, and then inform the royal family and the Mage Academy of the Eternal Empire about the news here.
These enemies in the Exiled Lands must be taken seriously, and the Eternal Empire must be prepared for war at any time!
Just when these thoughts flashed through Goodman's mind, Master Sean and the Bishop of the Light Empire also looked solemn, and they had obviously seen the power of the monks from Holy Dragon City.
As for whether they also have the idea of abandoning their comrades and escaping alone, I am afraid only they know it in their hearts.
The scene at this time became extremely tense, and the two sides could fight at any time. Looking at the murderous monks of Holy Dragon City, the hearts of the mages of the three empires were filled with sadness.
Whether they die in battle or become prisoners, these are not the results they want. Driven by their survival instinct, no one dares to act rashly.
As for the breakout...
Unless a miracle occurs, they will only be killed by this group of wolf-like enemies within one minute of fighting!
The duel between masters is so straightforward. After all, in life and death fights, they are all real killing moves, and life and death can be seen in an instant!
"Who are you? Did you destroy the altar?"
Master Sean spoke slowly, even though he already had the answer in his heart, he still asked.
"That's right!"
The monk from Holy Dragon City on the opposite side did not deny it, but warned again: "If you want to survive, surrender immediately, otherwise you will definitely die!"
Upon hearing this, Master Xiaon glanced at the disciples around him. Although their expressions were still determined, panic and fear flashed in their eyes.
Hundreds of years of peace and tranquility have long since made these mages lose their blood. The war mages who once thought of themselves as dead and died together with the enemies of the demon and barbarian tribes will obviously not appear at this moment.
He was not afraid of life and death, but he wanted to have his disciples buried with him, and it was a meaningless sacrifice.
Even if there is a glimmer of hope, even if only one person can escape, Master Sean will choose to fight a bloody battle and send the situation here back to the Empire of Flame.
He sighed secretly in his heart, Master Xiaon had already made a decision.
"I choose to surrender, but please don't hurt my disciples!"
After saying these words, Master Xiaon smiled sadly, with a trace of pain in his eyes. Surrendering without a fight is a humiliating thing no matter when and where.
Hearing Master Xiaon's words, his disciple breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but he didn't feel any shame in his heart.
In the history of the three major empires, the status of mages was higher than that of nobles. Surrendering on the battlefield was not a shameful thing. If you wanted to regain your freedom, you only needed to pay a sufficient ransom.
"Very good, what about you?"
The monk from Holy Dragon City nodded and looked at Bishop Guangming and Hawkeye Mage Goodman, with a faint murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
"I surrender!"
The Bishop of the Bright Empire remained expressionless, but gave the monks of Holy Dragon City a cold look and said in a light voice.
The mages belonging to the Empire of Light also breathed a sigh of relief. Even if some of them were ready to die in battle, who didn't want to live well.
Even if they have firm beliefs, it doesn't mean they give up their lives easily.
Master Haoyue from the two empires have surrendered, and now only Master Goodman from the Eternal Empire has not expressed his stance.
"I choose to surrender, but I will pay enough ransom in exchange for my freedom. If you don't agree, I will fight to the end!"
Goodman looked at the monks from Holy Dragon City, his expression looking extremely determined.
"Too much nonsense. If you want to die, I will make it happen for you now!"
As soon as he finished speaking, all weapons were pointed at the mage of the Eternal Empire, and a ferocious smile slowly appeared on the face of the monk from Holy Dragon City.
Since arriving in the Land of Exile, the swords of the Holy Dragon City monks have not drank blood for a long time. They are eager for a battle, and then laugh loudly while stepping on the enemy's corpse.
"No, I surrender!"
A mage from the Eternal Empire yelled. He avoided the glare of Mage Goodman with a guilty conscience, and said repeatedly to the monks of Holy Dragon City who had unsheathed their swords: "I surrender, please don't do anything!"
"Coward!"
The monk from Holy Dragon City snorted coldly, took out a strange-style shackle from the storage space, and flew straight in front of the Eternal Empire mage.
"This is the magic-forbidden bracelet. Put it on and I will protect you from death!"
Upon hearing this, the Eternal Empire mage immediately took the shackles and fastened them on his hands.
At the moment when the magic-forbidden bracelet was fastened, the mage of the Eternal Empire suddenly fell to the ground. However, just as he screamed, he was caught by a Holy Dragon City monk from the air and sent into the room hovering aside.
Among the battleships.
All the mages watched this scene in silence, their hearts filled with sadness. You must know that after a mage is imprisoned with magic power, he is basically a useless person who is allowed to be slaughtered by others.
Such a situation will soon happen to them.
As for the three Masters Sean, they all looked at the storage ring of the monk from Holy Dragon City, and their hearts were filled with shock.
"This is...storage equipment!"
Master Sean murmured to himself in his heart, his eyes flashing with light. Especially when he noticed that almost every monk in Holy Dragon City was wearing a ring of the same shape, he immediately felt a turmoil in his heart.
Among the three empires, storage equipment has always been a legendary item. Except for the legendary mage who may own it, the only one that definitely exists does not belong to the three empires, but is the national treasure of the Morning Star Empire!
Such a precious item can only be found by the three imperial mages, but the enemy actually has one in hand!
After realizing this, the sadness in Master Xiaon's heart actually subsided a lot, but was replaced by strong curiosity. It seemed that surrender was not such a bad thing.
As long as you can figure out the enemy's secrets and get a piece of storage equipment, it doesn't matter no matter how high the price is!
