Chapter 546: Those who are not alone

"No matter how the darkness envelopes the earth, when the sun rises, light will eventually come to the world!" In a clearing, an old magician put his hands on his chest and closed his eyes and kept singing.

Standing by his side, another magician did the same. Their movements are neat and uniform, as if their bodies are connected by something.

Only a few steps away from them, another magician was doing the same action, chanting the same sentence: "I am willing to give my life and burn my soul! In order to dispel this terrible Darkness descends on earth for light!"

Looking along the four magicians, there are more magicians, with the same hands on their chests, the same eyes closed, and the same words in their mouths. Their voices joined together and echoed in the sky.

As the singing continued to accelerate, their sentences began to become a little ambiguous, and their intonation began to become more rhythmic. And these seemingly disorderly standing magicians began to light up silver lines at their feet.

These lines spread in the crowd, butted and connected with each other, and finally formed a strange symbol.

As a result, the magic inscriptions that had been engraved on the ground one after another were filled with light, and the lines connecting these magicians became dazzling.

At the beginning of these changes, these magicians began to open their arms, holding their arms horizontally, spreading their palms, and raising their chins.

Every one of them has wrinkles on their faces, and some even have terrible age spots.

There are some people who seem to be just middle-aged, but their voices are already old. In terms of age, these seemingly young people are already veterans in the magical world.

"Halamiusa...bugalusatu..." The low spell echoed on the ground, as if it had condensed into substance, hitting the surrounding space as if to break free.

Huge magical power gushes from the bodies of these old magicians, like a ignited flame, raging in the air, and the stickiness makes it difficult to breathe.

Because of the surging magical power, their figures began to become distorted. As the air flow continued to evaporate and fluctuate, these people seemed to be enveloped in steam, and their bodies were also bent in a distorted manner with the restlessness of the air flow.

Seeing that a huge super magic is being formed, the old man standing in the middle of this super huge magic circle finally opened his eyes at this time.

He stared at the beam of light that also burst out with huge magical energy in the distance, and looked at the huge beam of light that the world called the Eye of Magic.

"Human magic is not as overbearing as dragon magic, nor as subtle as elven magic." The wrinkles on the old man's face bloomed like flowers in the twisted air current, and the white hair also scattered, rising with the air current. Fluttering, chic, like a fairy.

He looked calm, and didn't care that the magic in his body was tumbling continuously with the spells sung by the magicians around him, hitting his body.

"But weak humans developed a magic that neither the elves nor the dragons have, and improved and developed this kind of magic until today."

"For the past thousands of years, weak humans have relied on this magic to stop the invasion of demons..."

"In the past thousands of years, our ancestors have used this method and our own method... to bring peace to this world!"

"Although the magicians have committed many stupid mistakes, the magicians have never forgotten this mission! Whenever evil comes, there will be magicians fighting for the world to the last minute!"

"This is the noble capital of magicians. This is the reason why magicians are called gods. This... is what magicians are truly proud of..."

"Travis...my old friend, you are wrong... When a magician is unwilling to pay for his pride and nobility, he is already wrong! You regard yourself as a god, but you are unwilling to fulfill it. God’s responsibility, so you are wrong!"

"Chris, little guy, no matter how much you look down on magicians, no matter how powerful your'science and technology' that don't know where they come from... Please open your eyes and see clearly, the magicians of this world, How do you protect the world in your own way!"

"Watch it! Chris! Don't thank me... make good use of this short time! Chris... you are our last hope!"

"I will eventually turn into dust and live forever with this world! I will eventually return to destiny and light up hope for this world!"

"In the name of Uron Sadler... the ceremony is complete! The name is sacrifice!" After whispering what he wanted to say, Lon Sadler spread his arms and released himself like everyone else. His body no longer accepts the huge magic power he controls.

These magical energies converged with all the magical energies around them, forming an unprecedented huge energy, following Lunsadrei's gaze, hitting into the huge beam of light of the magic eye.

Weak humans have been studying for thousands of years and have used countless times. The super forbidden curse that can only be aimed at the eye of magic. The so-called sealing magic that requires at least ten people to activate is the mysterious existence called the great sacrifice At this moment, the power of terror erupted.

Vivienne's father once used the Great Sacrifice technique, and this time, the Great Sacrifice Technique hosted by Long Sadley used a hundred high-level magicians! Together they launched this super magic forbidden curse, and together they initiated a seal on the magical eye near Greken.

The old magicians on the outermost periphery slowly fell down as if their souls had been drawn, and then the inner magicians fell into the magic circle.

Circles of magicians fell down, but the huge magical energy increased a little bit. At the last second, Lonsadlay lowered his arms with a smile, and the entire magic circle became quiet.

The light on the ground disappeared, and the lines that used to communicate with magical energy have now become scorched gullies with light smoke.

The moment Lonsadre fell, the huge beam of magic eye in the distance began to dim a little bit in the violent magical shock.

The restless magical energy collided in the beam of light, making the entire magic eye extremely unstable. This space magic seemed to be disturbed by an unprecedentedly powerful magical energy, and it began to mess up, collapse, and lose control a little bit.

Even the ground near the Eye of Magic began to crack, and the demons standing on the ground hugged their heads in pain and screamed.

Even the energy spreading from the eyes of magic makes the monsters created by these magic sources uncomfortable.

It's not just that the demons around the magic eye are affected by unbearable magical energy. After the huge magic eye has dimmed, the demon army that is constantly gushing out begins to decrease.

At first it just reduced the number, and then it became rare for demons to come out of the light beam. In the end, the demons that reappear became incomplete.

When a demon stretched out an arm from the eyes of magic, only this arm fell to the ground. Black blood flowed out along the cross section of the arm, and the palm of the arm was still twitching.

It was almost exactly the same as the backlash effect after the space magic failed, and the surrounding space was messy. Only this time, the space was distorted, and the scope of self-repair was too large.

A hundred high-level magicians voluntarily gave their lives, and the sacrifice magic they used completely interfered with the magic eye near Greken. Just like hundreds of years ago, it fell into an unstable state of sleep once again, unable to send out countless demons.

Although there will still be some demon dogs, the number has been suppressed within the normal range.

These demons who have passed through the distortion space by chance, no matter in quantity or quality, can no longer pose a huge threat to this world.

"Your Excellency the Great Mage..." The crumbling Greken Volan Pass, the human line of defense, watching the clear magic attack, the fat female magician with tears in her eyes, she muttered the old man's old name.

She has been calling this title since she was sensible. Although this title was replaced by the Lord Fashen not long ago, she is still used to calling that old man who deserves her respect.

In the far away Ailan Hill, in the spacious and bright office, suddenly there was a crisp noise. When Luther rushed into Chris' office, he saw that Chris was using his arm to sweep down all the memorials on the desk.

Chris has used glasses for more than five years. The first batch of glasses produced by Ailan Hill, any one of the priceless glasses on the market has been smashed to pieces, and those placed in the emperor The priceless things on the desk are scattered on the floor at this moment.

His Majesty's favorite pen was broken into two pieces, and many of the memorials approved by that pen have changed the fate of this world.

There is also the phone that looks unremarkable. At this moment, the corpses are separated and scattered in the doorway. The phone can be connected to the nuclear counterattack line when caught!

"What's the matter, Your Majesty!" Luther and the guards of the Guards looked at the messy office, and the frosty-faced His Majesty the Emperor asked anxiously.

"Clean up here!" Chris did not answer Luther's question, but raised his foot and walked out: "Go to Princess Vivienne!...Also, let Princess Luna come to see me!"

"Yes! Your Majesty!" Luther made a look at a guard next to him, then turned and followed Chris who walked out the door.

At this time, he vaguely heard the emperor in front of him, cursing: "Old man..."

An hour later, the news of the deaths of Lord Lonsadre and more than one hundred senior wizards of Griken spread throughout Ailan Hill and the entire magical continent.