Chapter 357 Kill
"Hmm?" As the supreme president, his mood finally fluctuated a little, but it did not develop in a good way, but with a trace of anger in the cold. It made his deterrent pressure even stronger.
'Gud...' The high-level mage Nordson secretly swallowed his saliva and found that the conversation with this supreme strong man was much more difficult than he thought. He hesitated and thought that since he had already started, it would be better to grit his teeth and continued, "President, although Lord Quinn has made many contributions to our guild, he is stubborn and rarely willing to listen to other people's opinions. Another self-centered person. If he fails to make a breakthrough this time, it will be fine, but if he succeeds, there will be another holy magician in our magician's guild. Although he seems to be beautiful on the surface and overwhelm the temple and the college, with Quinn Rosier's character, he has been arrogant and domineering when he was a great magician. If he is stronger Further, I'm afraid it's not good for you."
"Hmm! Do you mean that I still need to worry that someone can threaten my status? The majestic voice resounded in the ears of the people under the stage with a sense of sarcasm.
Nordson's face was a little pale, and he was obviously shocked by the voice just now, but he had said so much that there was no reason to stop. He continued bravely, "I don't mean that, but if Quinn Rosier is sanctified, he will definitely be a mess in his style. , and if he is extraordinary to be holy, you naturally don't seem to directly order his subordinates to order him as before. In this way, you need to discuss everything with him. Among other things, this alone is a big trouble. At that time, if this adult disagrees with you and insists on disagreeing with you, the rest of the senior officials may hesitate to listen to whom.
The supreme on the throne did not speak this time, but was silent for a while. After a while, his voice sounded again: "So what should I do in your opinion?"
Hearing what the president said, Nordson was finally overheard and knew that most of the things had been successful, but with the expression on his face, he still had to pretend to be calm. Instead, he showed a worried guild and heart to the president, saying, "If it hadn't been for the death of his wife, Master Ruolin ten years ago, Quinn He was shocked, and maybe his breakthrough would be earlier. Although such a talented strong man is not as good as you, he is also rare in the world. I think maybe only if he doesn't exist is the best choice.
"Quinn is the backbone of the Magician Guild and has made many outstanding contributions to the Guild over the years."
The president of the Magician Guild said such a not long sentence, and then stopped. The person below understood what he meant and quickly said, "Your Excellency is really kind. Maybe it's a little too much to do that, but I think we should at least stop him from breaking through to the Holy Land! Eight or nine years ago, he reached the bottleneck, but it has been delayed until now because of the injury in his heart. If he is forced to stop him this time and leave his body trauma, then he should have no hope of breaking through in his life!"
The president was silent again. This time, the silence lasted longer. After a long time, his body suddenly began to float slightly, which was laughing...
His laughter became louder and louder, until it finally turned into a burst of laughter. Nordson standing under the stage did not know what the supreme was laughing at, but it should be that the thoughts in his mind were finally smooth and he smiled happily. Because the other party is the Lord of the Holy Land, he naturally disdains to do some obscene things and can't even think about them. Maybe he is also afraid of Quinn after the breakthrough, but he can't pull his face to do such a thing. Now that he has his own point, the hypocritical sense of justice in the other party's heart can be satisfied, so he laughs. Thinking of this, the senior mage Nordson also laughed together.
The laughter of the president of the Magician Guild suddenly stopped. Nordson, who laughed with him below, did not expect it. Then he laughed a few times and found that the voice was not right, because the originally thick laughter suddenly became much more lonely. Only then did he find that the president had regained his indifference. He desperately stopped himself. The laughter did not have a strong control over his body like a high-level swordsman. He was choked with a few mouthfuls of water and slapped his chest and coughed there.
It was a little more comfortable, but he found that the supreme on the high platform had stood up, and his indifferent and majestic voice sounded again: "The joke is almost done, Nordson, you must be the inner spy of the dark parliament lurking here, and you finally showed your feet today."
Nordson was adjusting his breathing. As a powerful high-level magician, he was almost choked by his saliva, which made him very angry. At this moment, he suddenly heard the president's heart-hearted words. He was shocked and explained desperately: "No! No, my lord! I--cough! Cough! Cough..." He hadn't finished his words, and unfortunately he was choked again by saliva...
The president standing on the high platform, the first magician in the world has lost his patience. He said indifferently, "If you want to provoke my relationship with Quinn's great magician, you should be punished and die!"
The president's palm was raised and pressed down. A horrible magic palm suddenly appeared, with unparalleled power and speed, and shot it...
"No, no..." Nordson only had time to hum these words, and then changed into meat sauce all over the ground, silent...
The magician's guild sat down with the utmost respect, put his hands on the handrail of the throne, and fell into silence again. The sacred weapon "Legendary Staff" next to him moved, and the huge gems on it flashed. The flesh and blood that had become mud on the ground suddenly disappeared. The whole hall returned to calm again, as if nothing had happened just now...
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In the east, in the depths of the vast Warcraft forest, there is a mysterious six-point star array on a flat ground with a strong natural atmosphere. Within the array, two magicians exuding a strong magical atmosphere. Their beards are slightly white, wearing high hats and golden magician robes. They are presiding over the operation of the whole array. There are also five mages in star-patterned robes around them, pinching seals, chanting spells, and transporting them to the huge defensive array. With magic, the badge lines on their chests represent their status as high-level magicians. These are two powerful magicians and five high-level mages. They can be called a powerful lineup anywhere, but at this moment, their faces are not very relaxed, but full of solemnity.
Sitting in the middle of the magic circle is a middle-aged man who is also wearing a golden robe. Although he is also a great magician, his breath is simply the same as the other two old men. He frowned slightly and raised his head gently. Instead of looking at the group of people in black that surrounded the magic array, he stared at a deep and tall shadow in front of him and said in a low voice, "The people of the dark council are indeed coming. It seems that there is any internal traitors dug out by our magician' guild."
"Quinn Rosier, the insider can't kill you. The president of your magician's guild is narrow-minded and can't tolerate people. This is the real reason why you died today." The strange hoarse sound of the shadow sounded.
"Haha, Hegel, aren't you full of confidence to lead many elites of the dark parliament to surround me? Why are you still provoking the relationship between me and the president at this moment? Quinn's face did not change at all, but looked at the other party with sarcasm, as if he had nothing to do with the president and senior management of the Magician Guild.
"Since your opponent is Quinn, it's not wrong to prepare as much as you want." Hegel, the dark leader, said lightly. He neither denied nor admitted it, and seemed to want to put some psychological pressure on Quinn.
A senior council standing next to the dark leader came to Hegel and said, "Your Excellency, the members lurking inside the Magicians Guild must have successfully encouraged the mage named Nordson, who had an old grudge with Quinn Rossil, to speak to the president of the Magicians Guild, but at this moment The Mage Guild did not send anyone to clarify Quinn. Presumably, the unlucky guy of Nordson should have failed.
"Failure is certain. If you dare to provoke discord, even if the president of the Magician Guild is moved and finally does it, he will not keep this person. Moreover, the president of the Mages Guild is not a simple role. Have our people been found? The dark leader's lips did not move, and he also used the secret method of the dark parliament to spread the sound.
"No, I have their identity marks in my arms, and they are not broken at this moment."
"Well, that's good." Hegel nodded.
On the other side, Quinn Rosier's breath is getting stronger and stronger. He said loudly, "Hegel, your ambition is really great. This time, I'm afraid the disappearance and strange death of the extremely strong in the eastern continent have something to do with you!"
"Well, when you get to hell, you can ask them yourself." Hegel said with a cruel smile.
"Who is not sure about going down? If you don't do it again, when I become holy, it will be the day when you wait for me to be. Quinn's magician didn't seem to worry about the scene in front of him at all, but was heroic.
His aura naturally infected the people around him. The spirits of several mages in the array have doubled, and even the speed of hand sealing has become faster. The whole defense array has become more metallic at a speed visible to the naked eye...
In contrast, his un disorderly posture made the dark members who were besieged and did not look good, especially his loud voice, which seemed to bring some magic to make them listen and pale...