There seemed to be a lot of things happening, but for Davis, a member of the heretic referee among countless crowds in the square, it only took one or two seconds to turn the scene suddenly.

Looking at the headless corpse lying on the platform from afar, the noise that was rushing into his ears seemed to cover the sky. Davis's mouth was opened subconsciously, and then he heard a pissing scolding in his ears.

"Damn, why didn't you do it?"

The function of the messenger technique can completely obscur the remaining sounds, which seems to form the only obvious sound line. It has to be said that this spell can sometimes even play an unexpected role in addition to messenger.

"The Necromancer is not necessarily here, but the assassin must be hidden in the crowd." Davis frowned and said without hesitation: "It seems that Prince Chauvin is inseparable from this matter."

He said as he turned his gaze to the foreign prince who was also covered in blood, but found that the person was standing there motionlessly at the moment. Because of the distance, Davis couldn't see the other person's expression clearly, but he seemed a little stunned.

"Are you plotted against?"

He thought to himself, but then he no longer had the mood to doubt this kind of problem.

A scream suddenly sounded not far away from him, and the sound was filled with surprise and pain. Although it was faintly blocked by the uproar around him, it could still be heard that it was the church companion who had been chatting with him before.

"Pierce, what's wrong with you!?"

He quickly turned his head and found that the other party was hunched over and struggling to the ground, twitching all over, blue veins on his face, and his expression was full of pain.

"Fire, fire!"

It was not a magic, but a moaning sound came into his ears, making Davis unable to feel a hint of doubt in his anxiety, and then he changed his face as if he thought of something: "Curse!?"

As soon as he noticed this, similar screams appeared in the crowd on the other side, which caused the crowd in this area to become even more panic. As the screams were louder, people were surging and the chaos became more and more intense.

I don’t know when my side was plotted against!

Davis's face was gloomy because his voice was all from their team.

At this moment, he had no time to think about why there was nothing wrong with him. He grabbed the bracelet on his wrist and raised his arm to recite the spell to remove the curse at his closest companion Pierce.

This conspiracy curse does not seem to be the kind of dead person, and as long as it is not dead on the spot, the church will have corresponding solutions.

The white light gradually rose from his bracelet and his companion Pierce, and the other party's face was relieved. The crowd around him who hurriedly avoided the open space also calmed down. He looked at the church casting the spell and breathed a sigh of relief.

However, before he could completely save Pierce, the invisible fluctuation suddenly shot out from the distant crowd, as if it could be wiped out, and the surrounding environment changed drastically!

It instantly appeared from one place to another as if teleported. A large amount of white mist filled the surroundings, the environment was cold, the sky was invisible, and the surface was not visible, although the foot felt very hard.

They seemed to have come to a place without vitality. But Davis recognized this place as a special space created by the ring of the angels of time and space.

His rescue object Pierce seemed to have completely subsided because of the world's transformation. His curse effect on his body subsided. At this moment, his expression was soothing and he got up from the ground with lingering fear.

Seeing this, Davis put away his bracelet and then glanced around and found that the rest of the team were gathered together because of the positioning device he carried in advance.

But in addition to our own people, there is also a strange stranger here.

The stranger was wearing an ordinary white jacket, and his back was facing them at the moment, as if he was turning around and leaving, but the sudden change of world made him look a little stiff.

This person has a problem!

Relying on years of work experience, Davis quickly responded to this.

...

"stop!"

The scolding from behind made Robson's body tremble quickly.

Originally, because the old king was suddenly assassinated and died, they were ready to leave the place, but before they could take a few steps, the holy wonder suddenly started. Robson was not too worried about this.

Because before that, their friends in the church gave them special items to gather together, and then told them how to get out of this special space.

In this way, as long as the friend cooperates, the necromancers can successfully evacuate this place without knowing it.

But what's going on now?

Robson was a little confused.

Shouldn't he be with other necromancers?

Why are you suddenly running among a group of church people?

He felt a little dark, and subconsciously touched the place where he was wearing the positioning device. The empty touch made Robson's face turn dark.

No?

Why didn't it not?

Been stolen?

How is this possible?

Before, he did feel a lot of collisions when he got into the crowd, but because of too many people, he didn't take it seriously, but now...

Robson may never understand why he was patronized by a thief, but fortunately he lost that crucial thing even though he died.

Just like Bishop Woodley, who is in charge of the angel ring of time and space, can't figure out why he has hesitant thoughts at critical moments.

However, the consequences were sensational. The old emperor died. Robson, a guy who was used to cursing Yin people secretly fell into a group of hostile camps and was destined not to escape easily.

The footsteps were rushing.

The group of church members behind him had already rushed over to surround him. In response, Robson smiled on the surface and was ready to make a fuss about his mistakes, but in secret he was ready to take action.

As a fifth-level necromancer, he is not without a chance of winning the current situation.

...

The power of fate is wonderful, and it is not really divided like ordinary forces. A weak manipulation does not mean weak. The chain reaction caused by a simple collision is obviously not something that Charles could have expected - as a guy who has always expected peace, he does not want his country to fall into turmoil.

Of course, Shire would not think about the reason for all this at this moment, and even Shire has left the thing he did not long ago behind.

Looking at the white square that surged from the heads to the empty space, staring at the only female figure still existed in the square. The golden halo held high in her hand was dazzlingly bright at this moment, and the strong light shrouded the entire square, and even affected the towering Polso Tower in the center of the square.

There are no less than 10,000 people, and they are now disappearing without a trace!

There was no time to sigh to Charles' magicality. The power of the holy wonders enveloped all creatures around the master and slowly converged. At the same time, the church had arranged in advance around the square quickly surrounded Woodley's place to act as a protection.

Charles is ready to do it.

However, at this moment, the originally calm square suddenly seemed like a volcano that had been held back for a long time, with invisible power rippling, and a large number of bricks and stones trembled and shattered. With the rumbling sound, large black and purple flames suddenly burst out from the ground, and the impact was very large, even covering half of the square!

The flames formed a sea of ​​fire, and were raging. The originally white surface was covered with all the impact, which naturally enveloped Woodley.

Then, a palm made of black and purple flames quickly stretched out from Woodley's approaching the sea of ​​fire and grabbed at the golden ring she held high!
Chapter completed!