As soon as the guard Amphitray Onlook stepped into the gate, he confirmed that he had fallen into the trap.

The psychic alarm flashed wildly, dyeing the holographic projection tactical display red. He blinked and turned off the sudden alarm.

The first secret regiment and the combat sisters who followed him in accordance with the tactical formation disappeared. The ancient wooden door inlaid with countless copper nails was open in front of him. The wide square was covered with frost and snow, and the snowflakes melted on the golden armor of the guards Amphitra. Through the long stairs higher, a man in black robe was waiting for him. The man's fingers were flashing with the light of brass and flames. The psychic rune tattoo extended upward from his wrist to his neck like a spiral, and finally bit the neck artery.

The guard Amphitrayon took a step forward, and the figure disappeared immediately. The mountaineering stairs that were originally close to flip outward with one of the points as the center. The matter thrown by the sun turned into an aurora at a high altitude and then fell downward, falling to the top of the mountaineering stairs. This step was rotated in a vector that could not be determined by Hilbert's space geometry, far beyond the solution range of calculus. There were no handrails or railings on both sides of the stairs. Every step was to escape from the lightless abyss and climb to a terrifying high altitude.

The figure in a black robe was here, the etheric fire burned violently in his body, and the aurora shone behind him. Amphitterion stepped into the spacious courtyard and embarked on the snow-white white marble road. The slippery white frost was shattered by him and the weight of the power armor, and the black-robed man at the end of the ladder was once again hidden from his sight. The guard Amphitterion glanced at the time on the tactical display screen, and he remembered that he had walked into the courtyard after twelve seconds, an hour ago, twenty hours and seven seconds a year and fifteen days. He obtained information through the holographic tactical display screen. He could see the energy reserves of the power armor, the quantity of ammunition in the blaster, the external temperature, humidity level and atmospheric composition, and the rotation cycle of the planet and the circumference of the day and night.

He saw the sky above his head darkening at a speed visible to the naked eye. The Milky Way danced in a crazy manner, showing him the stars born, collapsed, and exploded from gravity billions of years, countless super civilization expansion, destruction was finally forgotten, and ten thousand civilization ruins weathered quicksand flowed along the steps. He saw the gods fighting between the Milky Way, leaving bloody wounds on the ecliptic surface of the Milky Way. The hot colorful ion soup overflowed from the injured stars, like blood that could never solidify, and the dust in the nebula flashed like twitching ganglia. The guards Amphitrayon heard the sound from the sky, as if he could understand the sound from the stars, he could understand the eternal mystery of the Milky Way. But he disdained it and just kept climbing, but didn't know how long he had climbed.

The external time has been completely confused, but he has endless patience.

"It's just entropy."

He looked at the black-robed secret wizard at the top of the endless stairs and calmly pulled away the explosive gun of the Guard Spear. He felt that some inhuman, like the inorganic eyes of reptiles, was staring at him from the sky. This feeling made the back chill, as if standing on the ice surface of early spring, because the water flow of water slowly swam under the ice surface produced a stress cracked sound, and then transmitted the sound to the ear drums through the bones of the feet.

"You can't affect me. I can go forever, how long can you last?"

Aurora flashes on ruby ​​lenses.

The Imperial Guards Amphitraun turned off the bolt and pressed the energy switch to make sure there was really a burst of explosive ammunition in the chamber. Everything was changing, and he had to confirm that he and his weapons were credible.

Then he started moving, shattering white frost, civilized weathered dust and ancient white marble ladder exploded instantly as if it was detonated by explosives. The mortal's naked eyes could not capture his figure at all, and the conventional nervous system could not handle his movements. The golden supernatural light flashed, and he rushed to the black-robed secret mage with a strong wind, turned his waist and tightened his body, and held the garrison spear full of current in both hands to swing horizontally. The sharp blade cuts through the air, and cuts the body of the black-robed secret mage. Then the foam shatters into a colorful light, and the high-speed rotation of the Milky Way gradually fades away in the dark sky.

The Imperial Guards Affitrium heard the sound of heartbeat and the sound of blood dropping into the snow. The time shown in the tactical holographic projection eyepiece began to jump rapidly, and finally returned to a stable propulsion value. The current on the blade of the Garrison Spear burned and evaporated the blood. An arm that retained the residual heat fell on the snow. The broken bones of the arm cross-section kept flashing with orange-red ether electric light. It seemed that the ether replaced the neural current and chemical transmitters. After the brain reacted, it manipulated the spinal cord and limbs to react. However, the secret mage obviously did not do well enough. It can be seen from the resentful eye of her staring at the Imperial Guards that she thought she could escape the Imperial Guards' spear.

"It's a pity that you can't. You quoted the inhuman wisdom from outside."

Ampetite erected the garrison spear back in front of him. He said to the man kneeling on the ground and bleeding constantly. The snowflakes fell on his armor and melted, and fell on the blade of the garrison spear and turned into steam. He pointed the garrison spear at the female secret mage who knelt on the ground due to a large amount of blood loss, and then pierced her skull with the blade. Then he split it vertically to ensure that the body was completely inactive. After he officially served, he had seen many manipulated corpses, including many of the psychic corpses. He knew how dangerous the manipulated corpses were.

Thank you for your help, Lord.

He recited silently in his heart.

"I can hear it, Ms. Tatyana."

He put away his weapons and opened the communication channel.

He could see Tatyana's code name flashing rapidly, and several unread messages were displayed next to her code name. After opening the communication channel, Tatyana's slightly panicked voice came out of her headphones. She stepped into the fourth courtyard with Affitriun, but the Imperial Guard suddenly disappeared, and the combat sisters, including her, and the soldiers of the First Secret Regiment, felt at a loss. When they uniformed the secret mage who built a psychic defense in the courtyard, the Imperial Guard's Affitriun was still missing. Affitriun asked Tatyana and other combat sisters if they saw a secret mage in a black robe on the hiking staircase built along the mountain, and then he received a negative answer.

"Encourage the soldiers' emotions and then continue to advance."

He took a few steps in the opposite direction so that the combat sisters and soldiers could see him. The body of the black-robed secret mage was still lying in place, with fishy internal organs flowing out of the cut-out section of the body. Although the emperor repeatedly claimed to avoid casualties as much as possible, the priority of this rule of engagement was not so high when a secret mage prevented the team from advancing. He sent a signal through the chain of command. While waiting for the combat sisters and the soldiers of the First Secret Regiment, the transport plane passing by at a low altitude risked being shot down, manipulated, and confused by the psychic energy, airdropped fire fortresses toward the four already captured courtyards.

"Be careful, the next secret mages may be high-level secret mages who master the mirror space."

The atmosphere between the young secret wizard apprentices in the prisoner-of-war area was covered with dark clouds.

There has never been gunfire in this quiet valley, nor has there been a low-altitude plane. They even saw the chubby rabbits who were raised in the valley and were used to living in groups fleeing along the path in panic. The soldiers with live ammunition, dressed in black armor, stepped into the eternal tranquility courtyard. Under the heraldry of expressing the first generation of supreme wizard Ago Motorcycle, the huge and heavy armored vehicle tracks crushed the green plants and gardens, and the metal barrel exuded malice. If these young apprentices could break free from the psychic restraint and put their minds into the sea of ​​ether, they would find that there was endless ether lightning surging at the highest point of the mountain, and some danger lurking in the air was approaching step by step.

Even if they can do so, they can see nothing now.

Because the same powerful psychic brilliance briefly dispelled the dark clouds. The emperor had no reservations and wanted to sprinkle his psychic aura. The soul brilliance of white and pure gold diffracted on the surface of his armor, and the air naturally triggered static electricity. Not all young secret wizard apprentices knew him, even though many of the arcane and theories they learned had been modified. Even if the spiritual power was bound, they still had intuition and could feel familiar experiences from the existence of the emperor himself.

It was as if a star passed by, and their souls were burned, unable to look directly at the king who walked into the city gate. For young apprentices, the star used to be in the courtyard on the top of the mountain and radiated a strong spiritual light. Sometimes the spiritual light would disappear, but his existence was like a towering mountain range in the sea of ​​ether, which could be detected no matter what.

The emperor had no intention of restraining himself. He was declaring war on the supreme mage who was high on the top of the mountain. To be precise, he declared war on the existence of manipulating and hurting the supreme mage. It had already sensed the emperor's will and accepted the challenge.

Hundreds of millions of possibilities interact and influence each other in the void, and any possibility is worse than the previous one. The possibility of fate is still increasing, even more than the stars in the Milky Way. The emperor sank his mind into the ether, constantly exploring all possibilities. Wanda Maximov blinked in pain, feeling that her connection with the sea of ​​souls was vague. In order to maintain the connection, she had to remain focused and sink her mind into the sea of ​​ether. This was a situation that had never happened since she gained her power. She could only rely on the snake bone staff and rely on the mental barriers that the emperor taught her to build to ensure that she would not be hurt because she was too close to Him.

"I'm sorry." When I walked into the first courtyard, the emperor suddenly spoke, "I have to do this because I can't control the Eye of the Ago Motorcycle as soon as possible. If I can control the Eye of the Ago Motorcycle, my calculations will be much faster."
Chapter completed!