The beautiful mage was kidnapped by the contracted beast again

In mid-air, Cyrus's originally calm expression suddenly changed.

As if he was suddenly stung by a word from Sang Mo's mouth, the golden sun that was originally held in his hand suddenly spun rapidly, carrying a terrifying momentum that wanted to destroy everything, and fell down with a bang.

He had already confirmed that Jiang Liujing was not on the city wall. Therefore, there was no one here who could not be killed.

If you do this, he will hate you.

"If I don't do this, he won't belong to me."

You are beyond help.

"I just want to keep him."

[No, you are just greedy.] The devil laughed mockingly in his ear.

I have nothing, yet I want everything. This is you, a weak, insect-like human with ambitions as high as the sky. Your pain and desires nourish me. Otherwise, how could I have survived until now after losing my home?

"You're just a parasite, just shut up!"

Cyrus roared, but no one could hear him now.

Because above the city wall, in mid-air, the golden and green lights had already collided with each other.

The huge roar almost made all the humans present instantly deaf, endless light and heat splashed and scattered, and the earth shook and broke into countless cracks.

It was just a brief moment of contact, but the heavy pressure of magic had forced the entire battlefield to stop fighting.

No matter which side the soldiers were on, when they looked up at the light in the sky, they all had a unified feeling of fear.

Even if they were just swept by the aftermath of the power, they would surely die - this feeling drove the originally approaching army to retreat frantically.

The people on the city wall had no way to retreat and could only grit their teeth and face the brilliance of the peak magic collision above their heads.

The magic power of the twelfth level was overwhelming, and after a brief stalemate, it swallowed up the green light. However, before Cyrus could rejoice, he saw that the engulfed green light suddenly reappeared, forcibly holding the golden sun from falling.

Wood is the most everlasting magic. It cannot destroy the sun, but it can force the sun to stop moving forward.

At the same moment, a ghostly figure appeared behind him. Ten thousand meters away, in one step!

"cut."

Accompanied by an extremely cold and old voice, the pitch-black sickle suddenly chopped down from above.

Sensing the murderous intent, Cyrus turned around quickly, and the cold light in his pupils suddenly widened. It was the tip of the knife that was heading straight for his face.

Even if he becomes the twelfth level, Cyrus is still essentially a magician, his body is still fragile, and the magic warriors are still his natural enemies who will harvest him.

Moreover, the sickle has such a strong curse that even he would not feel good if he touched it.

Must be prevented.

The magic power quickly formed a complete shield on the surface of the body, but it was too hasty and a crack was actually cut into the shield.

Cyrus's face changed, and just as he was about to replenish the magic power of his shield, he felt a strange movement behind him.

When he turned around, he saw that those magicians whom he had never taken seriously were attacking him together!

However, the army that was supposed to fight against these people retreated far away.

Cyrus laughed in anger. These guys!

They said they were cooperating and following, but he knew in his heart that these kings just wanted to bet on his final victory and get a piece of the pie.

But will they believe in him like those creatures believed in Jiang Liujing ten thousand years ago?

Cyrus knew that the answer was a resounding no.

He was using them, and they were using him. If Cyrus lost, these people would immediately turn around and surrender.

He envied Jiang Liujing and was also jealous of him.

I admire Jiang Liujing, but I can never be like him.

He couldn't replicate the miracles he had once performed.

Ten thousand years have passed, and he is still alone.

Cyrus's eyes turned completely cold, and he unleashed a tremendous amount of magic power, knocking Xing Yue back. Then, with a wave of his hand, all the magical attacks directed at him were instantly reduced to dust.

He was like a trapped beast that was completely enraged. He no longer concealed his strength. His elegant appearance was completely torn apart. He stretched out his hand and pressed down hard. The originally deadlocked Jin Ri instantly crushed the green arrow, and it crashed into the city wall with a loud bang!

The solid defenses collapsed in an instant. Lives fell amidst the dust and rubble. A massive breach opened in the defenses.

"good chance!"

The army that was originally retreating instantly changed its strategy, seized the opportunity and rushed forward, aiming at the gap.

Minimal loss, maximum gain. Several legion commanders couldn't help but smile. They knew that following Cyrus was the right path!

Their victory is just around the corner!

"Click."

The smiling expression was frozen on his face forever.

The last image reflected in the unbelievable eyes of the dead was the hideous, bloody mouth of the phantom beast.

One, two... thousands and thousands?!

An army of phantom beasts ran out from the crumbling ruins.

These days, because they were busy collecting holy water, a large number of mythical beasts were wandering around several cities around the military camp.

Chi had never given them any order to interfere in human wars, but those who could be led by him were not low-level fantasy beasts, and he could see the current situation.

Although many fantasy beasts were unwilling to rescue humans, they took temporary action at the roar of the second-in-command Ajin.

The ashes dispersed, and Cyrus looked down from high in the sky, ready to review the results of the battle.

But he saw a group of phantom beasts running out with people in their mouths. They were all soldiers who should have died under his attack.

The phantom beasts that did not rescue people spontaneously ran to fight with the soldiers who rushed over. Compared to saving people, this was obviously much more in line with their nature, and their figures running out looked particularly excited.

The heavy cavalry's mounts and heavy weapons that cause great damage to humans are of no use to high-level fantasy beasts. They are not as painful as a wrong slap from a companion.

Even when they saw the tamed low-level fantasy beasts under the cavalry, their free eyes revealed obvious contempt - it was such a disgrace to the beasts.

Contracting with humans was the bottom line for beasts; being domesticated was the equivalent of becoming a completely new species. The high-ranking phantasmal beasts were eager to expel these inferior creatures from the beast register.