Versatile Mage - Chapter 3070
3070. Chapter 3047
“Almost forgotten, you’re already in the middle.” Mikal builds up a great smile, staring at Mo Fan, trapped in black great formation.
Mo Fan knew that the struggle was meaningless, that the vows of God were still valid for Mikal, and that he could only use this despicable approach, and that little by little gave Mo Fan’s soul away…
“Why would it be necessary to put the entire city down and why would the Holy Inquisition be searched everywhere…” Mo Fan said.
“My enemies are not just you, for example, the mutiny Angel who just imagined to save you. But I believe that as long as you show up here, some people will walk right into a trap.” Mikal says, “
“So Sulliya is your dog?” Mo Fan Road.
“I just gave him some advice, and he went to do it. It turns out that I’ve never been able to look at you, and you are indeed a very volatile presence for the world, and you have confused too many people so that people begin to stand opposite the city of Al-Quds.” Mikal says.
“In fact, you can admit that you’re the biggest poison in this world, even if you grow up in your head, people are already suffering from cutting your head off!” Mo Fan said to Mikal.
“hehe, what am I, really important?” Mikal’s got something on his hand, he’s very patient in playing, and he’s got a voice like a goose bump in his hand.
After a while, Mikhail opened his hand, with precisely 11 black stones!
Mo Fan saw the 11 black stones, and basically knew that representatives of 10 major organizations had been severely poisoned, all of which had returned to one person in Mikal, so that everything had been decided by Mikal itself and no longer needed to be negotiated or judged.
What’s Mikhail, really important?
It does not matter at all.
Is there a history scientist naive enough to point to a ruler’s nose and ask him, are you a good man or a bad man?
Toxic tumors are fine.
People listen to his thoughts, and peace be upon them. People don’t listen to his mind, they’re war!
“I know that Parthenon Temple’s Goddess can run for you all over the world, and make you die, so my execution of you has never changed. These black stones are the keys to opening Darkness’s Great Sect, and let the devil little by little in hell drag your soul in, and I’m happy to enjoy it slowly, and I’d be happy to let the whole world see this process for two days, just two days, your soul will remain, and your shell will always be crushed on Al-Quds!”
throwing out 11 black stones in Mikal’s hand, he saw these black stones dispersed behind Mo Fan, the famous silence was there, the weird completely motionless!
black light, from little by little within the stone, comes out of a coma, and there’s a lot of space that falls directly.
This fall is not a collapse from the top, but the whole space is like being swallowed into it by what mysterious power.
At first, it was just a small swallowing zone around the river that suddenly flowed through the waterfall and swallowed into the depths of space, and the space trap caused by the gradual eleven black stones was brought together and formed a bigger and more terrifying swallowing zone!
Mo Fan was hung in the middle of this swallowing zone, and golden armor made up of the myth’s vows was still guarding him, leaving his body completely motionless in this black stone swallowing belt…
This myth is indeed particularly powerful, and even the darkness prison, which consists of 11 guilty stones, is unable to drag Mo Fan away, but there is a crack and gap on the golden armor of the myth.
This gap is Mo Fan’s chest, and Red Devil Kazuaki’s soul in the eight soul-standard, which has been removed by the immense size and tear up of the Black Mang Front, making Mo Fan’s unbreakable soul very little by little.
Blood has gathered into a red line, throwing black stones out of Mo Fan’s chest.
Blue souls have also been melted, slowly removed from Mo Fan’s body, flying towards the black abyss of consigned to eternal damnation!
“Enjoy the last days of these two days, and I should actually thank you for providing me with such a perfect warning of the ceremony of the world, and believe that many people will see your next appearance and look back at themselves, whether that capital is actually on the opposite side of Al-Quds Al-Sharif?” Mikal said to Mo Fan.
This is indeed a very troubling thing, which prevents Mikal from directly executing Mo Fan.
While Mikal does not want to give Mo Fan more time in the last second of the world, the only way he can kill Mo Fan’s now is that.
Complete its own good work, Mikhail flew towards the Temple.
He sat on the roof of the sanctuary and called Captain Archangel Lemuel.
Lemuel couldn’t stand to look at the sky, and the man who was hanging in the sky swallowed in the darkness was so awake that he was kept in prison by the holy city’s sacred sworn armor.
“I need backlash to resist the sacred oath, and I will not make a move. This time I hope that you will no longer be merciful, and people have been tempted by the devil.” Mikal said to Lemuel.
Mikhail’s face is not good, because the myth vows to start backlash.
The Word of God is still strong, and if he turns away, he will surely be overwhelmed by the backlash.
Well, in this backlash power, Mikal has confidence to bear.
“I understand that it is only in the Holy City that there are still many irrelevant people who can leave them?” Lemuel asked.
“Beyond the ten major organizations, everyone is allowed to come to each and everyone for ransom.” Mikal said.
“Why must he be executed, so did you hurt yourself, and you abandoned the sacred oath, and many ancient sacred laws would be deprived.” Lemuel said.
Lemuel thinks Mikal’s too stubborn to be on Mo Fan’s body.
“I’ve never looked at him, and he’s the devil!” Mikal’s very positive saying.
“If he’s the devil, can this really kill him?” Lemuel has some worriedly said.
Mikal closed his eyes, stopped talking, and the painful face on his face had shown that backlash of the holy oath had begun.
He handled Mo Fan like that, and actually he was disposing of himself.
The torture that he would then endure would not be much less than that of Mo Fan, who was hung up on the Holy City.
Even so, he will continue until Mo Fan’s soul is smoked, and this world no longer has a little bit of a soul!
(This chapter is over)