This moment finally came to this moment.

Standing in the dark stone corridor and listening to the faint sound from outside, Ailas tightened his nerves. He subconsciously stroked the hilt of his sword, and the cold touch began to ease his mood. Due to his own special publicity, almost all the residents of the Thousand Towers City came here to watch. In fact, Ailas also knew very well that this was not because he was very popular. The reason why those people were willing to come to the arena was probably mostly to see the three old mages and the Jinye Mage who almost only appeared in the legend.

Thinking of this, Ailas was not a little proud, and felt a little proud of himself that he could use the enemy in this way to achieve his goal. But even so, he did not forget what he was going to do. Since Li Lin had agreed to participate in the duel, it means that he was definitely not as powerless as he seemed. Judging from his companion with Master Jinye, he was likely to be a mage, or a warrior responsible for protecting Master Jinye. But no matter which one, Ailas did not think he would lose. Not only did he have superb achievements in swordsmanship, he was also a minor achievement in magic. Otherwise, how could he take the turn to take this seat if he managed such a city?

At present, his guards are ready, just waiting for the trumpet to represent the sound of duels, then the most loyal guard under Eras will immediately block the entire transit stone pillar and activate the internal defensive magic system. By that time, even the three old mages cannot forcefully break in. Even if they intend to use themselves as a breakthrough, Eras is confident enough to escape before they act. In addition, although the red-robed mages have not come to contact him so far, Eras is not worried. After all, it is necessary to deal with the three old mages and Jinye. Even if the red-robed mages really intend to kill people with a knife, he did not believe that these mages would be so stupid that they would abandon themselves before everything started.

Even if there is something wrong, Ayras is not the kind of person who is afraid of death.

The Thousand Towers City must make changes and cannot continue like this.

He looked at the heavy and cold iron gate in front of him and made up his mind secretly.

Then, the iron door opened.

When Ailas walked into the arena, roaring screams like mountains and seas immediately emerged. Although most people didn't know much about the meaning of the duel itself, as the "home spectator", they naturally would not cheer for Li Lin, an outsider. Therefore, no matter what kind of grudges they had, it was irrelevant to these spectators. Because Ailas not only represents himself, but also represents the city of Thousand Towers, or the people he managed in Thousand Towers. This city has always been respected by strength, which is why Ailas can stand here. People can accept a strong man to rule them, but when this waller is defeated by an outside stranger, even they themselves will become the humiliated side.

When the three old mages and Jinye Mage appeared, the shouts and noise reached their climax. After all, the three mages rarely appear in public, and the Jinye Mage was even more similar to the legendary character.

Nia, who appeared in front of everyone, still had the look of wrapping herself tightly with a cloak. Obviously, she did not intend to show her face in front of outsiders, and even so, the staff she held would not make people think that she was a fake, especially when Nia sat beside the three mages generously.

"So………………"

Elas glanced at the crowd around him.

"Where is my opponent?"

"I'm already here."

Suddenly, Li Lin's voice came from not far away in front of him, which surprised Elas. He stared at the figure in front of him, wondering in his heart. It was obvious that just now, there was no one there. Even if Elas himself could not notice, so many spectators on the audience were not blind. However, judging from their reaction just now, there was not even half of the person who noticed Li Lin's existence. He seemed to have not appeared, until he suddenly showed up.

Pretend to be a ghost.

Elas snorted coldly in his heart and held the long sword around his waist. Li Lin still had that peaceful smile without any change, but Elas felt a little uncomfortable. The look he looked at himself was not as if he was looking at someone, but rather like he was looking at something. Faced with this abnormal situation, the audience gradually lowered their voices. They originally planned to insult this ungrateful foreigner and let him retreat. But just now, no one saw his movements, and it seemed that everyone blinked their eyes at that moment, and then he had already appeared there.

This strange abnormality also instantly took away their anger. Those who came just to vent their dissatisfaction and watch the show gradually put away their emotions and began to carefully look at the visitor from the foreign country.

At this moment, the old mage spoke.

"Then... let's start."

There was no gorgeous opening speech, and no encouragement was needed. The duel began with a heavy horn sound that resounded throughout the city.

"Hey."

Martel yawned and looked out the window. From him, he could see the bright arena. The central stone tower is currently extremely quiet, and there were even fewer merchants coming to handle the transfer of goods. Because of today's damn competitive competition, almost everyone in the Thousand Towers City went there to watch the show, which also allowed Martel to take a break from his busy schedule. The continuous transportation of supplies a few days ago made him unable to even go back to his home. The damn god is here. If he works overtime, he might as well jump off the annoying stone tower!

But at the moment, Martel has no intention of following those idiots to join in the fun. The world is so big that you sleep the most. If you don’t take a nap now, it will be too late. What kind of duels, competitions, and what does it matter to you...

The door was knocked gently, which made Martel, who was almost asleep, look up his head in anger.

"Come in!"

With his slightly angry shout, a young and beautiful half-elf woman walked in. Seeing her appearance, Martel's expression was awkward and immediately stood up.

"Oh, beautiful Miss Daisy, long time no see, I didn't expect you to come to my small nest. Is there any place to serve?"

"This is Lord Elas' order."

The half-elf woman looked cold and arrogantly handed over the order book in her hand like a queen.

"You just need to stamp it."

"Oh, of course, dear lady."

Malte forced himself to cheer up and took out the seal from the drawer. Then, after he carefully read the order book in his hand for his duty, his original sleepiness disappeared immediately.

"The blockade order for the transit stone pillar?"

He raised his head with a serious expression and looked at the half-elf in front of him in disbelief.

"Miss, I'm sorry, I can't stamp this. The transit stone pillar can only be blocked after obtaining the permission of the three mages. I will not stamp it on this until the permission of the three mages."

"What a pity."

"Why?"

The cold flying knife was inserted into his eyes with Martel's doubts, and after splitting his left eye in two, it passed through his head. The half-elf-like woman reached out to hold the hilt of the flying knife, stirred it around in Martel's brain, then pulled it out, and then let the unlucky corpse fall to the ground. She swung away the blood stained on the flying knife and other things, turned around and walked to the desk, took the seal, and gently pressed it on the order book. A magical light lit up, indicating that the order book had begun to take effect. The half-elf-like woman looked at her work with satisfaction, then turned around and walked towards the door. She was full of confidence and did not care about the upcoming danger at all.

That's right, this is a revolution, a change...

Until the huge impact force pressed her to the ground, the half-elf didn't know what was going on. Anjie's sharp teeth penetrated into her throat, ignoring the half-elf woman's crazy struggle and sucking her blood. But soon, Anjie's face became extremely gloomy. She raised her head and stopped trying to seize the other party's blood. When she noticed the enemy's departure, the half-elf woman began to struggle wildly again. She originally thought that she could easily push the little girl riding on her body, but she didn't expect that her small body was as heavy as a thousand kilograms of huge rocks.

Faced with the struggle of the woman in front of her, Angela said nothing. She took the crystal ball on the desk and smashed it at Yongli, the half-elf head that was constantly twisting.

"Dong!"

Accompanied by a dull sound, the half-elf-like woman's head shriveled like a slanted ball. One of her eyes flew out of her eye sockets, perhaps due to the impact of the impact, and then slowly stopped. Her white eyes were covered with gray dust, and the body, which had been struggling desperately, was now in silence.

At this time, Angela stood up, took out a handkerchief from her skirt, gently wiped the blood at the corner of her mouth, and then spit out and landed on the half-elf woman's face.

"Hmph...even blood is so bad, full of male smell. I really don't know how many boar's estrus courtship this bitch will deal with at one time?"

As she complained coldly, Anjie stretched out her hands and stretched her waist vigorously.

"Huh... I'm a little late, but Master probably won't take such a little delay to heart."

She sneered in a low voice, then turned into a faint mist and left the room along the window.
Chapter completed!