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This statent is not an exaggeration from Buer; although the "Black Hole Field" covers the "Space-Ti Rift," with the capability of the entire Netherworld Commander, after taking down several Magic Tutors, if retreating to the Netherworld with intent to take blows without retaliating, indeed no one can stop him, unless Aegean can also produce a Celestial Artifact.

"Commander Ruicadonya need not worry, why leave when I am still here!" Witch King Paul Newman chuckled, "Don’t forget, my Scepter of Saffras still has one use, anyone hit by the ’Light of Authority’ will forever beco a waste unable to cultivate Elental Power. Truly a pity for Aegean Continent; so many strong ones are about to be gone!"

"A wonderful head, who dares take it?" Liu Zhankeng smirked, chopping his neck with the back of his hand, laughing heartily at the supre rulers of the Netherworld and Demon Clan: "As a strong one, I respect you, but I also hope you give us Aegean so dignity, no need to further humiliate us. Either strike now, or we stop here today, face loss, and everyone takes a step back, deal?"

"I have great respect for you, Lord Saint Xiao of Aegean Continent!" Ruicadonya made a silent laughter gesture, "But do you know how many Netherworld Magical Beasts were in the field? Our seven senses were stripped away, everyone was showing off their heroism based on skills. If truly defeated by you, I’d have no complaints; but who would expect Aegean would have such villainous Magic Tutors outside the field casting Forbidden Curses on us? Reconciliation? Stop here? Take a step back? Possible?"

"Why give you dignity?" Witch King Paul Newman also laughed tragically at the sky, "Then, whom should our fallen Silver-Eyed Knights ask dignity from? Who would’ve thought those proud Aegean Magic Tutors would resort to sneak attacks!"

"Sneak attack?" Master Stefano’s old face turned liver red with rage, "Ridiculous! You were in the field, senses already stripped, how do we notify you?"

"Must we wait for you to pull out an artifact and fight us openly to call it justice?" The young, suave human warrior standing in front of Master Stefano sneered repeatedly, "Don’t forget, you’re not here in Aegean as tourists, you’re invaders, we don’t need to talk about virtue with robbers!"

"Who are you?" Witch King and Ruicadonya simultaneously frowned, glaring at the young human warrior, his handso, resolute visage and eyes of unyielding spirit simultaneously shocked them. Another damn fearless one!

"My na is Iguain!" The young warrior confidently announced his na, the beautiful girls and handso youths snuggled beside him showed expressions of excitent and brilliance, not at all influenced by the tense situation, as if Iguain possessed a security matching the thickness of Mount Tarlarya.

This na is currently just an unfamiliar pawn, but no one anticipated that in the stormy future, this slightly naive na would beco famous across Aegean along with the Fourth World War.

"Though heroes have always erged young, but child, don’t forget, growth demands a price!" Ruicadonya repeatedly praised three tis, sneeringly turned the direction of Mirror Wheel towards the fierce Iguain, "Your big talk has angered , so my child, you must kneel before and beg for forgiveness, or I’ll let the master behind you die because of you!"

The young human warrior Iguain clenched his sword hilt; his sapphire chest armor heaved dramatically, yet he couldn’t muster the courage to charge at this hateful foe.

He lacks no courage, but his age and experience can’t bear the thought of a Great Magician’s death because of him.

"Using soone else’s life to coerce and bully a junior, what skill is that?" Liu Zhankeng couldn’t stand it, "Ruicadonya, today you don’t want to return to the Netherworld alive?"

"Try taking another step?" Ruicadonya swiftly aid the Mirror Wheel at the approaching Old Liu.

Old Liu laughed heartily, stood still, shrugged to show he was harmless, while Guoguo bit Old Liu’s necklace, scheming sothing mischievous.

A robust figure slowly rose from beside Ruicadonya.

Blood River Commander Nirwinke crouched, slowly straightened his spine from the pool of blood on the ground.

The flowing blood resembled a gentle stream, heavily spilling out from the childlike fissures crisscrossing his body; though shrunk back to human form at rely five ters high, standing upright, with eyes full of revenge flas and twisted visage made everyone feel he was towering like forty ters high.

"Spit" a thick blood phlegm, Nirwinke skewered a slice of ground corpse with his trident, chewed relentlessly; his trident also shortened with his body; the natal weapon of the Netherworld’s three leaders indeed had endless uses.

"Eat slowly, brother, later whom do you want to take down first, I’ll give you the Mirror Wheel." Ruicadonya intentionally spoke loudly in Aegean language.

Nirwinke’s head hung low, his body intensely convulsed.

In the distance, the Zeppelin Aircraft’s whistle faded away, Old Liu glanced sideways, finding these aircrafts all suspended in mid-air, iron cables hung down from the sides of the aircraft, agile figures rappelled down.

Helen released the magic teleportation array from the Seven-degree Gold Rings, soon an abnormal echo unique to space-ti transmission wafted over, under Sal’s leadership, squads of Beamon erged from the Crystal Teleportation Array.

"Quick, scatter!" Liu Zhankeng imdiately warned His Majesty using ntal power language.

Beamon King hesitated briefly but still gestured the Sumr Palace Warriors to retreat to one side with him.

Ruicadonya and Paul Newman didn’t even glance at these Beamon warriors; those erging from the Magic Wasteland weren’t worthy of being their opponents.

The young priests from afar, fearless like newborn calves, released their moving and stationary plant pets as the first move.

Due to the magic plants’ incredible resilience, an dense magic domain forest imdiately rooted before His Majesty, a group of Phantom Beast draconian flapped fleshy wings, majestically soaring in the sky.

Strong-bodied Buff priests wielded Pearl seven-string guitars, either standing or squatting before the king swiftly forming several vertical columns, squads of Divine Archers also extended their lines.

This well-trained and unheard-of equipnt, magic pets, left all humans dumbfounded.

When did Beamon priests possess the ability to summon magic plant pets?

When did Beamon priests’ sequence add a group of Tauren Shamans holding seven-string guitars? And in such numbers! Each Elental Fluctuation so intense!

"Give ..." Blood River Commander trembled all over, slowly stretching out his hand towards his brother.

"Avenge freely, my Nirwinke!" Skeleton River Commander bellowed like a wounded beast, emitting a desolate, long howl.

The mont the Mirror Wheel was handed to Blood River Commander, all Aegean Natives’ bodies tensed up, only Helen showed a gentle, bone-penetrating smile.

Fawkes’ laughter usually accompanies conspiracies, and this ti was no exception.

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