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Chapter 1738 Witch Pega

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    The magician who just stood up felt cold, and almost passed out directly.

    Although he has only seen descriptions of unicorns, fairy dragons, and archangels in novels, there have never been any examples of their existence in the real world and the other world, but since this person said so, he must now  Gritting his teeth, he admitted it, and he couldn't hesitate for even a second.

    As for the wound that was shown to him just now, even though it was clearly left by the tenth magician, he had to grit his teeth and accept it without any hesitation or hesitation.

    Otherwise, it doesn't matter if the two of them died, even the entire chamber of commerce would have to bear the wrath of a terrifying demon who could kill a magician.

    There is no reason, just because the opponent killed the tenth magician, so before he was really defeated, what he said was the absolute truth, and there could be no violation.

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    The war between the Clean World Council and the Long Table Conference has been going on for quite a while.

    Both sides played real fire, and I don't know how many magicians died in the continuous battle.

    The witch Pega looked at the area in the distance covered by the colorful light curtain. Even if her heart was as cold and hard as her, she felt a burst of headache and powerlessness.

    She understands very well that the war against the Long Table Conference initiated by the Purification Council is just a microcosm of the chaos in the entire world. In other places, other disputes and battles broke out at the same time.  The trend has swept many areas of the inner world.

    And even in this local war, she and the Purification World Council cannot be regarded as the protagonists, at most they are just the executors pushed to the foreground, a pawn controlled by others.

    Behind it is mainly the higher-level figures as chess players, using the entire inner world and even the real world as the chessboard, and the magicians below as chess pieces, overlooking their fight from above, waiting for the changes in the situation of the entire chessboard.

    Although, as the chairman of the Jingshi Council, she is usually considered a prince-like figure in the entire Li world, the witch Pega clearly knows that when those magical envoys who have never appeared as chess players start to end as chess players, she and Jing  The World Council can only become a marionette, losing the ability to act independently.

    Even she can't know what is the purpose of leading the members of the parliament to fight against the long table meeting. The two sides have accumulated an endless blood hatred since the beginning of the war, but they don't even know the ins and outs of this war.

    It was only by chance that the witch Pega heard a few words about this war of magicians, which opened a gap in the wall of doubt that had been blocked in her heart, and she was able to peek into the deeper darkness inside.

    The fourth magic makes the will manifest, the sixth magic makes the undead revive, and the tenth magic makes Destruction Finger join hands, trying to force the first magic that has disappeared for an unknown period of time to control the element to appear.

    Perhaps there is also the figure of the twelfth magician who is entangled with cause and effect, but she has no direct evidence to prove this.

    As for why these magicians forced the first magician to appear, and what they planned to do after it appeared, it was not a secret that she could continue to spy on.

    And she didn't dare to think about it further.

    Otherwise, it is very likely that on a sunny morning, the entire Jingshi Council, including herself, will quietly evaporate and disappear in the inner world, and there will be no traces of their existence ever since.

    "The first magician who pioneered the magic system is really powerful, just relying on a magic circle it left over from a long time ago, it can stop us for such a long time, even if the magic spirit teacher himself is helpless.  "

    The witch Pega sighed softly, concentrating her thoughts and preparing to leave from the overlooked mountain, and go back to lay out the next stage of the plan.

    Suddenly.

    Half of her body froze there.

    Then he turned his head a little bit and stared at the place where he was standing just now.

    The witch Pega's pupils suddenly shrank, staring at a figure that appeared there without warning.

    Her gaze didn't fall on the man's face, so she didn't know what he looked like.

    Instead, he was completely concentrated on the head that the man was holding, and was completely attracted by that unusually familiar face.

    The cut of the skull was still dripping with blood, and judging from the color and taste of the blood, it should have been cut off not too long ago, and it belonged to the remains of a freshly baked corpse.

      The witch Pega is no stranger to corpses, let alone be afraid. After all, as the great magician who revived the dead in the sixth law, the body cut open by her is not ordinary, even better than some ordinary people in the real world have seen.  There are many living people.

    However, this head is different.

    Just the moment she saw it, she successfully evoked the extreme fear hidden in the deepest part of her heart.

    Swish!

    The entire mountain top suddenly darkened.

    The quietly blowing wind was mixed with the sound of whining.

    It feels like coming from a sunny morning to a ghostly hell, with the cold breath of death exuding from the cracks in the bones.

    Music of the dead

    The first time she saw the head, she opened her own mysterious enchantment without any hesitation, and from the very beginning she made a gesture of risking her life.

    Just because she is so familiar with that head.

    I am familiar with it to the point where I directly broke through my psychological defense just by taking a glance at it.

    The witch Pega couldn't even believe that the teacher who once taught her, the great magician with the title of dark demon, the horrible existence known as one of the strongest under magic, how could it be possible for her to be cut off without a sound?  Lost her head, and completely annihilated all her vitality!  ?

    Could it be that the mysterious man in black and black hat in front of him is actually a certain magician who came to this place in person!  ?

    "Purification Council, Witch Pega?"

    The man spoke slowly, with a calm and indifferent tone, as if he met a neighbor who he often met while walking in the park after breakfast, and he stepped forward to say hello casually.

    The witch Pega's eyes narrowed into a slit, her body tensed up to the extreme, "Who are you?"

    "It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is your next choice"

    "You actually killed the demon teacher!?"

    "I don't like being interrupted when I'm speaking. It's very impolite and lacks the most basic respect between people."

    His tone became cold, "Especially when your life and death depend on my thoughts, how dare you be so presumptuous. You really don't know how to live or die." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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