In less than a thirty second, Li Mochen, who had transformed into light, had already arrived at the twenty-fourth floor of the magic tower of the "Scepter of Destruction" through the holes pierced by him.

He waved his long sword and stabbed it hard, and pierced through the last layer of magic energy protective wall in front of Robespierre, put the Sakura Blood Knife on the magician's neck, and suppressed the latter's final struggle.

"Please put down your staff, ok? You lost, Mr. Robespierre!"

Li Mochen looked proud and looked down at Robespierre, who had not yet developed completely, but was already a head taller than this guy.

Height is the weakness of this magician. Jennifer next to him is not wearing high heels. This is really a considerate woman.

"Shit!"

Rafat de Robespierre threw the ruby ​​staff on the ground with a pale face, his eyes full of reluctance: "I admit that I despise you. If I do it again, this will not be the result."

"This is what you asked for. If it was a real battle, you are dead now, Mr. Robespierre!"

Li Mochen shrugged and put away the cherry blood knife indifferently: "If you fight again, I can accompany you here. But I have to remind you that your magic tower of "Scepter of Destruction" will be destroyed even more seriously. I have already kept my hand, Master Magic Envoy!"

So the real destroyer is actually the one opposite him. Li Mochen just slashed with a knife a few times. How serious can the damage be? It is easy to repair. As for the vines and plants outside, the damage is only the outer layer.

But he just estimated that this magic envoy should have lost at least 4.5 billion golden shields!

Robespierre was stunned for a moment, and then cursed again: "You don't need to worry about this, bastard! When I repair the magic tower of the 'Scepter of Destruction', I will settle the score with you."

His tone was a little weak. Li Mochen's melee and breakthrough ability was so powerful that he had no friends. As long as he could not keep this guy out of the magic tower, the huge losses could not be avoided.

So before this, he must master more powerful defensive means to keep the enemy out of the door.

At this time, Li Mochen had turned his head to look at Jennifer Wiltonstein: "Jennie, I know that my parents have always regretted your affairs and were sad. They hated that they could not shelter you from the wind and rain. You didn't want to see what happened more than a year ago, right? I heard from your housekeeper that you couldn't fall asleep during that time. He even found that you were holding your father's photo at night and crying secretly."

Although Jennifer didn't say a word at this time, her face was covered with tears.

Li Mochen smiled and stretched out his hand to her: "Now your younger brother can become your most solid backing and have enough ability to seek justice for you. So Jenny, do you want to go together? Return to this family, we will get everything that belongs to you!"

Jennifer bit her lips with her teeth, and a trace of blood spilled from the corners of her lips.

"Amo, I admit that when I heard the news of my father and Elena's death, I was already regretting. I was also very happy that you could come to me, which made me very happy. But I even know that I am a sinner, and I will never be able to atone for my sins in my life, and I will never forgive myself. I have no shame to return to you, be your sister with a shameless face, and be your sister as if nothing had happened."

There was also indescribable sadness in Jennifer's voice. Then she looked at Rafat de Robespierre again: "Rafat is guiding me to practice magic and helping me practice swordsmanship. He is really good to me. I will avenge myself for my parents and will never be a bystander."

Li Mochen raised his eyebrows and sighed, not surprised Jennifer's answer at all.

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At the same time, in Bethel Estantin's magic tower of the Supreme Truth, the magic image had dissipated.

The reason why Estantin's observational magic can penetrate into another magic tower is on the one hand the strongest magic envoy's profound attainments in magic, and on the other hand the magical Taoist mark marked on Li Mochen.

But when Robespierre put down his staff and indicated his surrender, Li Mochen had wiped out the Taoist mark in the form of a spiritual mark.

"It's over! It seems he doesn't want us to continue watching his soap opera."

The young mage was still unsatisfied, and he looked at the soul gold coins on the table reluctantly: "Goodbye, my property."

"For you, this is just a little money, right?"

Christy Brad received the two hundred gold coins with a smile.

This thing is very valuable and only circulates among the top powerhouses in the light world. Each of them is forged by gods, or the great kings of hell, the demon king of the abyss, extracting the most pure part from thousands of souls.

Each of them can extend the lifespan of a year. Therefore, it is a real hard currency, which is not only circulated in hell and heaven, but also in the outer world.

In the world of light, the current price on the black market is 30 million per piece. Two hundred is 6 billion gold shields.

Currently, there are about 100 million drugs that can extend the lifespan of ten years. However, the preciousness of the soul gold coins is that they can play a role in demigods and gods.

However, Christie Brad also knew that these gold coins were nothing to her two seniors. These two were both alchemists who had made their mark decades ago. One was based on her artifacts and the other was based on her medicines. Although she had not yet become a magic envoy, her wealth was more than ten times that of her.

"Little money? I spent countless days and nights in the laboratory for them."

The young mage smiled bitterly: "Fortunately, there are still some gains this time. After asking the teacher this time, I will prepare to go back to seclusion and come out again in three to five years. Maybe I can condense a divine power."

At this time, he suddenly realized something was wrong: "Where is the teacher?"

Bethel Estantin, who was next to the small round table near them, had disappeared without even knowing when this person left.

"A guest came, right on the top of this magic tower, the one that the teacher must go to see at any time."

The middle-aged mage was wielding his magic power at this time, replaying the battle images just now from beginning to end. He had completely recorded the battle images from beginning to end.

"At any time, I have to go to the audience?"

The young mage's eyes narrowed slightly: "Is it the magic goddess?"

At this time, the one who appeared on the top of the magic tower of "Supreme Truth" was indeed the goddess of magic, to be precise, and the incarnation of the goddess of magic.

Her form is a human girl, with long waterfall-like hair, curved eyebrows, plump cheeks, and plump lips. Her snow-white skin looks transparent under the light, looking extremely delicate and beautiful.

When facing Bethel Estantin, this person did not have any pride or self-pride as a god, but was similar to the respect that a student faced the teacher.

"Estantin, is what happened here? I feel like there are powerful magic fluctuations near San Francisco. But when I want to check the truth, I get nothing. Is it you Estantin?"

"Something happened, and it was related to Rafat de Robespierre."

Estantin said calmly: "Please forgive me, Your Highness, I have a pact with someone, and I cannot disclose details to you."

"Robespierre? You made me a little curious."

The girl shook her head, as if she was suppressing her curiosity.

"Let's talk about the serious business. Just now, Thomas Milan, the god of alchemy, has asked me for help. Due to the covenant, I must invest a certain amount of strength."

"I will not stop you, Your Highness."

Estantin responded calmly: "But I suggest you have reservations, and it is best to have a record that can ensure the safety of our personnel."

"reserve?"

The girl blinked and asked tentatively: "Are you not optimistic about Thomas? Or are you for your disciple Anthony?"

“I think my loyalty has been tested.”

Estantin's voice still had no ups and downs: "Even Anthony, I will not have any reservations."

"I see."

The girl couldn't help but fall into deep thought. After a long time, she wrote down the names of three people on the small table in front of her: "Although I don't know why you made such a judgment, I believe you. So are these three people OK? As you can see, their combat effectiveness is OK, the key is that their ability to escape is also very good."

"Three demigods?"

Estantin was a little surprised: "It's just that?"

"Do you still have to let the professor come out? This is all my covenant with Thomas Milan. He has only made two mythical equipment for me, and it is still the only way for his believers to be proud of him."

The girl shook her head: "You know my attitude, Estantin. Compared to Thomas Milan, I hope that a local, more powerful god of machinery and craftsmanship will appear in the bright world, which will help us deal with possible disasters in the future. However, Thomas is not easy to mess with. He has prepared a very powerful force. Two real gods have stood with him. I am actually completely opposite to you, and I think Thomas has a more dominant position. So, do you understand?"

Estantin smiled bitterly, then leaned over with gratitude: "Thank you for your favor, Your Highness, Goddess, I will tell Anthony about this."

"I don't plan to make him grateful."

The Magic Goddess smiled: "Estantin, if you think I am not bad to you, please do your wisdom and strength to help me. The next few years will be crucial to me."

"Or magic net? I will help you, but this is really not a good time."

At this time, Estantin frowned: "Your idea is good, but it will also usher in a huge rebound."

"I know, but I have been doing it for so long just by preparing. But this is the only way I can think of to exclude the God War from the world of light and the foundation of my future existence. Just let me give it a try."

The magic goddess clasped her hands together and made a gesture of asking: "There is not much time left, and the gods and kings in the outer realm are ready to come to this world again. So I can only rely on you on Ameriga, Professor Estantin!"

At this time, in the outer space of San Francisco, Rafat de Robespierre put down a book called "The Great Technique of the Divine Heart Cauldron". At this time, a bunch of books were filled with books, including "Blood Refining Technique", "Magic Reunion Technique", "Dao Heart Demon", etc.

Although the names are different, the contents are roughly similar and the details are different.

"I probably understand what you think."

Robespierre looked at the opposite side thoughtfully: "Theoretically, those who use this method to seize other people's talents and blood, and even magical powers, may be backfired. But are you sure you want to do it? According to my calculations, this should not be very sure? At most, it is only a little more than 10%. It is very dangerous. The person under the sect will also face great pain. I don't recommend Jennifer to do this."

"But I think the best revenge for some people is to treat others by their own way. After that, I will let him suffer eternal pain and torture. Of course, this must depend on Jenny's personal opinion."

Li Mochen looked at Jennifer and then withdrew his gaze.

No need to ask, after hearing the conversation between the two of them, Jennifer's breath changed drastically, the source power around her was expanding, and her eyes were burning like flames.

"Since Jennifer has decided to stay with you, you will be responsible for the preparations in advance. Considering that my war with Philip I was soon after, Edmund would probably be forced to end by me. Give you a month, okay?"

As for the "success rate", he naturally has a way to guarantee it.

"It's not difficult to be enough. After all, I've also studied how to remove the spells on Jennifer in the past six months."

Robespierre snorted: "Edmund, he may not have the ability to end up."

"Then after killing Philip, I will take the initiative to come to him, the same. Then I'll be here today, I'm going to be disturbed, Mr. Robespierre."

After Li Mochen stood up, he glanced at Jennifer again. He thought about it carefully, and finally could only smile bitterly: "Take care too, Jenny! See you in a month."

"I will."

Jennifer gritted his teeth: "I heard you have bought our mansion back, have you? You have also found some of the relics they had before their death and reburied? Amo, helped me and my father, and apologized to Elena. Their daughter has no shame to see them."

"Yes, although I don't agree with your ideas."

Li Mochen had already let the little dragon vein around him cut a trace of void again: "Mr. Robespierre, please ask you to take good care of her. No matter what the situation is, please remember that she has a younger brother like me. Also, if you are short of money recently, you can apply for a loan of 2 billion yuan from the Atlantic Intercontinental Bank."

Since he defeated the vampires of the Blood-Winged Duchy in front of the Rochelle Canyon, Sun Mining Company is about to have a large amount of revenue. Therefore, the financial pressure he is facing now has been greatly alleviated.
To be continued...