The beautiful mage was kidnapped by the contracted beast again

Jiang Liujing finally arrived at the city wall, or rather, the ruins of the original city wall.

His appearance caused all the phantom beasts present to suddenly roar towards the sky in unison. The sound waves were so strong that the nearby soldiers covered their ears in pain.

Ajin, who was at the front, turned around and jumped, and landed in front of Jiang Liujing with his huge tiger body like a mountain, lowering his head.

The eleventh-level mythical beast showed such a posture, which was as incredible as a dream. It was originally at the top of the world, but one day it bowed down to others. People who saw it were so jealous that their eyes turned red.

Jiang Liujing did not refuse Ajin's initiative. He turned over and rode on the white tiger. At the same time, a magic wand emitting an extremely strange aura appeared in his hand.

The spot on the top where the gem should have been embedded was empty, but although it was just a broken wooden staff, it made everyone feel a heart-pounding power the moment they saw it.

"Divine Source Wood." Cyrus recognized it immediately. Not only did he recognize the material, but he also recognized the staff itself.

This incomplete staff was the one Jiang Liujing had once used, a gift from all the tribes. Later, unable to withstand his power, it was broken and Jiang Liujing had misplaced it somewhere. Cyrus hadn't been able to find it for ten thousand years. Unexpectedly, it reappeared, and he himself had taken it.

Cyrus inexplicably felt a sense of absurdity in his heart.

It seems that he can never get those things that don't belong to him.

He thought he had broken free from fate, but in fact he was living in the shackles of fate.

At this moment, Jiang Liujing finally raised his head and looked at Cyrus who was high up.

But unlike the intense emotions Cyrus had imagined, Jiang Liujing's look at him was really just a simple gaze.

His gaze slid across him, then flowed back like water, landing on the golden sea of ​​magic that spread across the sky, and became focused.

It was an extremely powerful spell. If it were implemented, there was no doubt that the entire city or even half of the country would be destroyed.

How can we stop it?

Jiang Liujing was thinking about countermeasures in his mind, but he didn't know that Cyrus' heart had already turned cold.

Jiang Liujing's response to him was no reaction.

why?

Hasn't he remembered yet?

He had clearly fed him his own blood, the purest, undiluted part.

Power, emotion and memory should remain in it.

But now he clearly felt that the power in Jiang Liujing had changed, so why hadn't his memory and emotions kept up?

Xing Yue came over. Jiang Liujing saw blood on his body and his heart tightened: "Grandpa, are you guys okay?"

Xing Yue shook his head: "I'm fine. Old Man Sang suffered some minor injuries, but he can heal himself. You have to be careful with this guy Tian Shang. He should have reached the twelfth level."

"Level 12." Jiang Liujing looked at Cyrus again after hearing this, but still did not give Cyrus any reaction he wanted to see. He just glanced at him like a passerby and then passed by his sight.

And his disregard became the final fuse that crushed Cyrus.

Being hated, being hostile, being disgusted, anything is fine.

The only thing he couldn't do was be so calm, as if he had never appeared in his life.

"Look at me." He finally couldn't bear it anymore and covered his face with his hands. A trembling voice, like crying and angry, came out from between his fingers. The golden sea of ​​magic behind him also rolled violently, as if reflecting the owner's emotions.

"Am I not your enemy? Why are you not looking at me?"

Everyone saw Cyrus's loss of composure and his appearance on the verge of collapse. Amid the shocked and speculative expressions of countless people, he had suddenly activated the sea of ​​magic behind him.

Countless golden circles of all sizes were spinning rapidly at the top of the sky. With every rotation, thousands of golden threads shot out from them, sweeping away everything within the range.

The Dawn Empire was well prepared, and immediately countless large and small defensive shields rose up to block the first wave of attacks.

But the situation on Alundiel's side was completely different. They had never expected to be attacked by their own boss and did not make any defense at all. When the golden thread swept through, countless lives disappeared like snowflakes in spring.

In an instant, all the humans and mythical beasts present were shocked by this absolutely cruel method.

The King of Arendil's originally confident and complacent expression was replaced by disbelief. As he watched his trusted followers scream as they were cut in half and blood splattered everywhere, he suddenly looked up and asked the person in the sky, "What are you doing?!"

However, before he could finish his words, he himself was cut in half by a golden light.

Screams rang out one after another, but no one had time to pay attention. The living people and phantom beasts tried their best to hold up the protective shield, even though they knew it would soon break, they had to hold on with all their might.

Jiang Liujing sat there without moving, but all the golden threads bypassed him. He looked at the person in the sky and raised the divine wood staff in his hand.

Beside him, an invisible vortex suddenly appeared, and the golden threads that were originally sweeping around were suddenly distorted in their trajectories and forcibly attracted towards him.

Is he crazy? Is he seeking death?

Cyrus immediately wanted to force the threads to disperse, but Jiang Liujing was one step faster. The golden threads were pulled to the head of the staff, and a ball of white light emerged from his body at the same time, covering the entire surface of the staff.

At that moment, Cyrus finally understood what he was doing. He was actually using his magical power to repair the damaged divine wood staff!

This is something that ordinary people can never do. Only he, the human favored by the magical elements, can command the magical elements to this extent.

Twelve-level magic power continuously poured into the staff. Among the eight gaps on the top of the staff, one large and seven small, a golden gem suddenly condensed in one of the gaps.

The magic of light gathers here.

Jiang Liujing turned around and said nothing, but the people and the phantom beasts present seemed to understand at the same time.

The golden threads were temporarily led away by Jiang Liujing. They were safe at the moment, so they could transfer magic power to another person without restraint.

The light representing vitality flickers, and compared to the golden gem, its color is a little darker, but it also slowly condenses. It is a green gem.

The magic of wood gathers here.

Clear, like the sunny sky after rain, reflecting the cleanest colors in the world.

The magic of water gathers here.

……

Continuously, in full view of everyone, seven small holes were filled with seven gems one by one.

Even though the colors of the gems differ slightly due to the different strengths of the magic power they absorbed, they were indeed reborn.

Only the last piece is missing, the biggest and only one.

Facing Cyrus's gaze, Jiang Liujing's lips suddenly raised.

He whispered, "Unblock."