Under the shocked gazes of the two people, the fragments on "Giza"'s face fell piece by piece, revealing a handsome but gray face that had long been silent.

After the magician's appearance was peeled off, an innocent girl appeared in front of them.

"This is just a civilian!" Grivet yelled heartbreakingly.

Nikolai, who had experienced hundreds of battles, had a cold expression on his face. He spread his arms like lightning and turned to the crowd around him!

But it's too late.

Countless people instantly moved and pounced on Nicolai, who had just relaxed.

Drown him in the crowd.

The next moment, a tentacle was quietly thrown out from the crowd and arrived in an instant.

"boom!"

Grieve, who didn't react quickly, was hit hard by the tentacle!

Under the boundless force, the lame veteran flew ten meters away.

"Boom!"

Like a broken sack, Grivet hit a rubble, rolled around several times with splashes of earth and rocks, and then fell to the ground motionless.

Seems to have lost consciousness.

His soul-killing gun flew in another direction and rolled to the ground, making a dull "clang" sound.

"No!"

Nikolai's roar of grief and indignation penetrated the crowd.

He fought his way out from the crowd of countless people whose strength, speed, and reaction were beyond ordinary people, and his body was covered with bruises.

With blood splattering everywhere, the Fallen Starman rolled out a few meters away, propped himself on the ground with one hand, weakly raised his head, and looked at Griwal, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

The originally shaky hydra Kilika became active again, and a tentacle was sent out, splitting open. A gentle and bright girl - a true blood magician appeared in the tentacle, with a lovely smile.

Nikolai, who had a gloomy expression, looked at Giza, and then at the substitute who fell under the soul-killing gun.

"No...you...when did you change your true body?" Nikolai trembled in disbelief.

But Giza just looked at him with a smile, like looking at a naughty child.

Nicolai closed his eyes, punched the ground with his fist, and looked up to the sky and screamed sadly.

It's his fault.

He should have thought of it earlier.

From the beginning - that magician has never smiled, never moved his lips, or even made any big expression!

Now that I think about it: That was just a substitute!

The soft voice of the blood magician came from afar.

"Look, it's not that difficult to change a person's appearance with a little bit of dead skin tissue, right?" Gisa shook her head mischievously: "That saves my little cuties from being attacked by the soul-killing gun, which affects everyone.

My own danger..."

"You can also enjoy the wonderful expressions on your faces when you were deceived."

Giza looked at Nikolai's angry expression with a smile and waved his hand.

"And as long as I stand in a straight line with the substitute - even with the soul-killing gun that can locate the magician, I can't tell whether this is the substitute or the real person."

"Soul-killing gun, you're out." The magician narrowed his eyes and looked at Griwal in the distance, "Listen carefully, this is the teaching from Biaozi."

At that moment, Giza's expression became extremely cold: "Don't let down your guard at any time."

"Ah!" Nicolai exclaimed in pain and anger.

The next moment, countless tentacles and controlled crowds, like a raging flood that broke through the embankment, rushed toward the unconscious Grievault and the scarred Nikolai!

The two masters of the legendary anti-magic force were ultimately defeated at the hands of the magic master.

Nicolai gritted his teeth, and the hand holding the blade trembled with anger.

He staggered to his feet, looked at the enemies attacking from all directions, and raised his blade feebly.

The blade sliced ​​through a tentacle, turning it into ashes.

The handle of the knife knocked away a child who was crying loudly, but rushed towards him like a falcon hunting prey, and pushed him to the ground.

Farewell, Grivet.

Nicolai felt the blood on his forehead and thought desperately.

us.

Failed.

But at this moment, the expression of the blood magician suddenly changed!

She turned her head sharply and looked in one direction.

There, Kilika's two giant tentacles trembled almost at the same time!

Then they all turned into ashes.

A figure broke into the range of the hydra, causing it to become restless.

Giza narrowed his eyes and stared at the ashes of flesh and blood floating in the air.

Legendary anti-demon force?

The third item?

Soon, the magician clearly saw the approaching figure.

"Is that you?" Gisa's eyebrows moved, that was her old acquaintance.

The figure of the black sword appeared vaguely among the tentacles, less than twenty meters away from her.

But wherever he went, the flesh and blood creations of the Blood Magician turned into ashes.

"Remember my words," Black Sword charged towards Giza without hesitation, and whispered to Thales, who was holding the Purifying Edge in his arms: "We only have one chance."

"It's about to happen."

Thales took a deep breath, his eyes were firm, and he nodded slowly.
Chapter completed!