Don't confiscate my citizenship

According to Rocky McCarthy's current reputation in the Protos Empire, if anyone wanted to assassinate him, it would be impossible to get out of Helrom today.

Asksan felt that his mentality completely exploded at this moment.

The real body in the fatal barrier almost fell to the ground, and the big demon took the opportunity to kill him.

In the hall, his clone and Rocky McCarthy were looking at each other.

This closest distance is called unreachable.

The confidence and triumphant smile that originally hung on the face of the Askesan clone froze, as if it was difficult to believe the scene in front of him.

Who dares to get close to this conspicuous bag for no reason!

And why, why is Rocky McCarthy the Son of Tyrant! ?

Shouldn’t Rocky McCarthy be his own honorary priest and his own advocate?

It is clear that no matter who tested Rocky McCarthy before, he said he would be optimistic about Bishop Annihilation. Is this all a lie?

It turns out that the bastard who blew himself up with a wolf in the Northern Border Province was the man of great power who stood at the top of the imperial capital of Herrom, like a mortal without any force, with his bright light and hidden shadows!

In the Death Arena, Askosan's expression changed from shock to confusion and rage.

His brows twisted, the corners of his mouth began to tremble, and he lost his voice for a moment, followed by an explosion of uncontrollable emotions.

Asksan's mentality collapsed, which obviously deformed his operations in the Death Arena.

The three phantom demons did not use their innate magic at all, and they also caused several fatal injuries to Askesan one after another!

The weight of reality made Askosang's body become extremely heavy. He resisted stubbornly, as if his survival and fighting instincts made him distance himself again.

He tried to control his mind as calmly as possible.

Now one must consider whether to hold Rocky McCarthy hostage.

The odds of defeating these three demons are there, but not high.

But if he holds Rocky McCarthy hostage, he will definitely lose the election as bishop, and there is a high probability that he will not be able to get out of Helrom today. At most, he will die with Rocky McCarthy!

No matter how you think about it, no matter how you choose, it feels like life is worse than death! !

Outside the Arena of Destiny at the same time.

Seating on the lower level on the right side of Franklin Hall.

Lan Qi's eyes were worried. He had noticed the high priest sitting at the table of the Nirvana branch before.

From the beginning, the high priest seemed to be a little restless. Everyone else was watching the fight intently, but he seemed to be looking for someone.

Maybe others can't find it, but Lan Qi can, because he has a heart that always cares about others.

Now that he met the eyes of the great priest of Annihilation, Lan Qi finally understood.

"Lord Great Sage, there is a gentleman here who seems to need help. Can you help me see if he is okay?"

Lan Qi quickly raised his hand and signaled to the great sage Isis in the distance.

The Askesan clone, which was still struggling to consider strategic decisions, suddenly felt locked by a magical power.

"..."

As the monarch sat next to him, Isis frowned and noticed something was wrong.

There is nothing wrong with this high priest's health.

The problem is that it's too strong.

Even if you don't carefully and accurately lock and probe it, you won't be able to discover that it is actually an eighth-level puppet.

Asksan brought an eighth-level puppet into the scene and hid it in the Grand Priest's Seat of Annihilation. What was his intention?

It's obviously a life-and-death duel, so there's no way such a dangerous part of the power should be left outside the Arena of Destiny, threatening the safety of the Imperial people like a time bomb at all times.

The Great Sage Isis stood up and immediately took action, sealing the eighth-level puppet with several layers of light curtains, trapping it inside.

Regardless of the specific role of the puppet, ask Askesan to explain the purpose of the puppet outside the arena after he finishes defeating the Arena of Destiny.

The whole audience was horrified. They didn't know what happened in the seats of the Nirvana branch, which caused the great sage Isis, who had never taken action before, to suddenly take action herself with a solemn expression.

Asksan's clone struggled, but found that it could not move at this moment, and had no chance to get close to Rocky McCarthy.

He looked at Rocky McCarthy suspiciously.

Are you a fucking elementary school student? The first thing that comes to mind is to raise your hands and sue the teacher?

Asksan felt that his heart was collapsing. Just now, he might have had a chance to choose, but in the blink of an eye, even the option was taken away!

Facing the gaze of Askesan's clone.

"..."

Lan Qi covered his slightly opened mouth, seeming to understand something.

He looked in surprise at the figure of the high priest who could not move in the beam of light, and then looked at the Bishop of Annihilation Asksan in the arena.

That expression of disbelief seemed to be saying, Oh my god, Mr. Askesan, how dare you let yourself go in a life-and-death duel.

"Ahh..."

Asksan was going crazy.

In the arena barrier, Askosan can't even be sure now whether Rocky McCarthy really discovered him and deliberately messed with his mentality, or whether he is an extremely kind person, has a heart that cares for others, and can't let go of anything. People who need help!

Either way, Askesan was so sick that he almost exploded.

I might as well have exploded with him just now!

"Rocky McCarthy!!!"

Asksan roared miserably.

At this moment he finally understood who his opponent was.

He now has no time to put his mind and magic power on the puppet's side, and must fight with all his strength.

The only way is to kill Sigrid! !

He seemed to have entered a state of madness, no matter the cost or injury, he wanted to break through the defense line of the three great demons and attack Sigrid!

Any head-on collision between the two sides at this moment will definitely determine life and death!

The three big demons felt a bit difficult to resist for a while. Can a mage also become crazy?

"Askesan, do you remember? He said that the next time we meet, it will be the time to recycle the original slate. Now that you have met him, this sentence should be fulfilled."

Behind the three major demons, Sigrid stood up and looked at the approaching Asksan from a distance.

She was not afraid of Askosan at all, but looked at the last magic card in her hand with a smile.

At this moment, her smile did not seem to be due to the fact that her long-cherished wish was finally about to be fulfilled, forcing her mortal enemy Asksan, who had not been able to defeat for many years, to a corner.

She just felt happy using the Holy Son's things.

"This is the power he lent me."

Sigrid raised her palms, her calm eyes seemed to have wiped out the grudge with Askesan, and there was no hostility or fighting intention in her voice, and there was also a little bit of relieved showing off, as if she was throwing away Like petals, this orange epic piece is gently set free.

The last demon is also Lanqi's only summon that can truly be triggered by others.

Franklin Hall’s most peaceful moments.

As if the sun were clearing from the clouds, ripples of light were cast on the glass of the dome of the Protoss Capitol.

Where the sunlight focused, orange wings flew away, and a demon girl had landed in the desperate arena.

It was a long moment that seemed like eternity had arrived.

Her red dress fell like rose petals, and with a breathtaking floral fragrance, she appeared in the Arena of Destiny.

"Absolute strength, the loneliness that comes from this, teaches you to love -"

The voice of the great poet resounded in the hall like an erupting buzz that made time flow again.

Suddenly, an unimaginable storm was brewing in the Arena of Destiny, as if the relationship between dreams and reality was about to be overturned and reversed!

Askesan's state instantly became crazy. While he was unconscious, he felt his vision flickering. It was like he was slammed into a wall. Stars kept popping up in his eyes, and he almost fainted. Unable to regain consciousness.

After experiencing repeated psychological collapse, if it were an ordinary low-level creature, it would have far exceeded the killing line of the great love poet.

But at this moment, even if the poet of great love does not need to detonate Askosang's heart and brain blood vessels, if he only needs to control Askosang for a while, his defeat will be determined.

The three great demons had already taken Askosan's head in an instant.

The blood mist splashed, and in the dim light and shadow, only a headless body was left, falling to the ground.

At the same time, the deep purple thunder and lightning disappeared along the barrier like a retreat, and the Death Arena dispersed with the wind, restoring its color.

At this moment, Sigrid's body burst out with overwhelming pressure. The long-suppressed volcano erupted, making all the imperial dignitaries sitting at the table feel trembling from the soul.

After surviving a life-threatening calamity, she finally broke through the previously unbreakable bottleneck.

One step closer to the ninth level.

Everyone in the Franklin Hall can be sure that Sigrid, the hegemonic Catholic at this time, is stronger than Bishop Asksan of Annihilation and Bishop Amiles of Mourning.

In the distance, a thin and small ancient stone relief fell from Askosang's body. Its streamlined edges and vague magic lines seemed to tell stories of thousands of years.

On the intricate mysterious magic incantation, the subtle spirals are like the traces of the stars passing through the night sky. They are bright and secret, and directly hit the soul. Even if the world is annihilated, it cannot erase the wisdom and deep power closely related to the creation record.

This legendary artifact is at the pinnacle of epic magic cards - [Original Slate-Seal]!

Everyone who saw this stone slab couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

The original slate cannot be described in terms of value. It is the supreme equipment that even the eighth-level powerhouses have to fight for with their lives!

However, no one in Franklin Hall dared to rob it.

Everyone just held their breath quietly and watched Sigrid walking over to pick it up and put it away.

She raised her head and looked around Franklin Hall, and at the same time looked at the broadcast camera of Herrom Broadcasting Company.

In the imperial capital of Herrom, her beautiful face was displayed on all the giant screens in the city.

Her eyes were like violets blooming in spring, domineering and unyielding.

That look seemed to tell everyone that the [Original Slate-Seal] would be hers from now on, and anyone who was eyeing this slate could just come to her.

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