Don't Confiscate My Citizenship Chapter 477

Chapter 477 Finally obtained the original stone seal

According to Rocky McCarthy's current reputation in the Protos Empire, if anyone wanted to assassinate him, it would be impossible to get out of Helrom today.

Askesan felt like his mentality had completely exploded at this moment.

The real body in the fatal barrier almost fell to the ground, and the big demon took the opportunity to kill him.

 In the hall, his clone and Rocky McCarthy sitting at the table looked at each other.

 This nearest distance is called unreachable.

The confident and proud smile that originally hung on the face of Askesan's clone froze, as if he couldn't believe the scene in front of him.

Who dares to get close to this conspicuous bag for no reason!

And why, why is Rocky McCarthy the Son of Tyrant! ?

Shouldn't Rocky McCarthy be his own honorary priest and his own supporter?

It is clear that no matter who tested Rocky McCarthy before, he said he would be optimistic about Bishop Annihilation. Is this all a lie?

It turns out that the **** who blew himself up with a wolf in the Northern Border Province was the man of great power who stood at the top of the imperial capital of Herrom, like a mortal without any force, hiding his light and hiding his shadow!

In the Arena of Despair, Askosang's expression changed from shock to confusion and rage.

His brows twisted, and the corners of his mouth began to tremble, followed by a momentary loss of voice, followed by an explosion of irrepressible emotions.

 Askesan's mentality collapsed, which obviously deformed his operations in the Arena of Destiny.

 Three phantoms used no innate magic at all, and also caused several fatal injuries to Askesan one after another!

The weight of reality made Askesan's body extremely heavy, and he resisted stubbornly, as if his survival and fighting instincts made him distance himself again.

 He tried to control his mood as calmly as possible.

Now we must consider whether to hold Rocky McCarthy hostage.

 The chances of defeating these three demons are yes, but not high.

But if Rocky McCarthy is held hostage, he will definitely lose the election for bishop, and there is a high probability that he will not be able to leave Helrom today. At most, he will die together with Rocky McCarthy!

No matter how you think about it, no matter what choice you make, it feels like life is worse than death!

 Outside the Arena of Death at the same time.

 Seats on the lower level on the right side of Franklin Hall.

Lan Qi's eyes were worried. He had noticed the high priest sitting at the banquet of the Nirvana branch before.

From the beginning, the high priest seemed to be a little restless. Everyone else was watching the fight intently, but he seemed to be looking for someone.

Maybe others can't find it, but Lan Qi can because he has a heart that always cares about others.

Now that he met the eyes of the great priest of Annihilation, Lan Qi finally understood.

“Master Sage, there is a gentleman here who seems to need help. Can you help me see if he is okay?”

Lanqi quickly raised his hand and signaled to the great sage Isis in the distance.

Askesan's clone, who was still struggling to make strategic decisions, suddenly felt locked by a magical power.

 While the monarch was sitting next to him, Isis frowned and noticed something was wrong.

 This high priest has no health problems.

 The problem is that it is too strong.

Even if you don't carefully and accurately lock and probe it, you won't be able to find out that it is an eighth-level puppet.

Askesan brought the eighth-level puppet into the scene and hid it in the Grand Priest's Seat of Annihilation. What was his intention?

　　It is obviously a life-and-death duel, so there is no way such a dangerous part of the force should be left outside the Arena of Death, threatening the safety of the Imperial people like a time bomb at all times.

Great Sage Isis stood up and immediately took action, sealing the eighth-level puppet with several layers of light curtains, trapping it inside.

　　No matter what the puppet's specific function is, wait until Askesan finishes defeating the Arena of Destiny before he can explain the purpose of the puppet outside the arena.

The whole audience was horrified. They didn't know what happened in the seats of the Nirvana branch, which caused the great sage Isis, who had never taken action before, to suddenly take action herself with a solemn expression.

Askesan's clone struggled, but found that it could not move at this moment, and there was no chance of getting close to Rocky McCarthy.

 He looked at Rocky MacCarthy with a life-like intensity.

 Are you a **** primary school student? The first thing that comes to mind is to raise your hands and sue the teacher?

Askesan felt like his heart was collapsing. Just now, he might have had a chance to choose, but in the blink of an eye, even the option was taken away!

Facing the gaze of Askesan's clone.

 Lanqi slightly covered his slightly opened mouth, seeming to understand something.

He looked at the figure of the high priest who could not move in the eye column in surprise, and then looked at the Archbishop Asksan of Annihilation in the arena.

That expression of disbelief seemed to be saying, Oh my god, Mr. Askesan, how dare you let yourself go in a life-and-death duel.

 “Ahhh…”

 Askesan is going crazy.

In the arena barrier, Askosan can't even be sure now whether Rocky McCarthy really discovered him and deliberately messed with his mentality, or whether he is an extremely kind person, has a heart that cares for others, and can't let go of anything. People who need help!

No matter which one it was, Askesan was so sick that he was about to explode.    I might as well have had a blast with him just now!

 “Rocky McCarthy!!”

 Askesan roared miserably.

 At this moment he finally understood who his opponent was.

 He now has no time to put his mind and magic power on the side of the puppet, and must fight with all his strength.

The only way is to kill Sigrid!

He seemed to have entered a state of madness, no matter the cost or injury, he wanted to break through the defense line of the three great demons and attack Sigrid!

Any head-on collision between the two sides at this moment will definitely determine life or death!

  The three big demons felt a bit difficult to resist for a while. Can a mage also become mad?

"Askesan, do you remember? He said that the next time we meet, it will be the time to recycle the original slate. Now that you have met him, this sentence should be fulfilled."

 Behind the three major demon clans, Sigrid stood up and looked at the approaching Askesan from a distance and said.

 She was not afraid of Asksan at all, but looked at the last magic card in her hand with a smile.

At this moment, her smile did not seem to be due to the fact that her long-cherished wish was finally about to be fulfilled, forcing her mortal enemy Asksan, who had not been able to defeat for many years, to a corner.

 She simply felt happy just using the Son's things.

 “This is the power he lent me.”

Sigrid raised her palms, her calm eyes seemed to have completely wiped out the grudge with Askesan. There was no hostility or fighting intention in her voice, and there was also a little bit of relief to show off, as if she was throwing away Like petals, this orange epic piece is gently set free.

 The last demon is also Lanqi's only summon that can actually be triggered by others.

 Franklin Hall's most peaceful moments.

As if the sun had cleared from the clouds, ripples of light were cast on the glass of the dome of the Protoss Capitol Building.

 Where the sunlight focused, orange wings flew away, and a demon girl had landed in the desperate arena.

 It was a long moment that seemed like eternity had arrived.

Her red dress was scattered like rose petals, with a breathtaking floral fragrance, and she appeared in the Arena of Death.

“Absolute strength, the loneliness that comes from it, teaches you to love—”

The voice of the poet of great love resounded in the hall like an explosive buzz that made time flow again.

Suddenly, an unimaginable storm was brewing in the Arena of Destiny, as if the relationship between dreams and reality was about to be overturned and reversed!

Askesan's state instantly became crazy. While he was unconscious, he felt his vision flickering. It was like he was slammed into a wall. Stars kept popping up in his eyes, and he almost fainted. Unable to regain consciousness.

　　After experiencing repeated psychological collapse, if it were an ordinary low-level creature, it would have already exceeded the killing line of the Great Love Poet.

But at this moment, even if the poet of great love does not need to detonate Askosan's heart and brain blood vessels, if he only needs to control Askosang for a while, his defeat will be determined.

 The three great demons had already taken Askosan's head in an instant.

Blood mist splashed, and in the dim light and shadow, only a headless corpse was left, falling to the ground.

At the same time, the deep purple thunder and lightning disappeared along the barrier like a retreat, and the Death Arena dispersed with the wind and restored its color.

At this moment, Sigrid's body burst out with overwhelming pressure. The long-suppressed volcano erupted, making all the imperial dignitaries sitting at the table feel trembling from the soul.

 After surviving a life-threatening calamity, she finally broke through the bottleneck that had been unbreakable in the past.

 One step closer to the ninth level.

Everyone in Franklin Hall can be sure that Sigrid, the hegemonic Catholic Church at this time, is stronger than Bishop Asksan of Annihilation and Bishop Amiles of Mourning.

In the distance, a thin and small ancient stone relief fell from Askesan's corpse. Its streamlined edges and vague magic lines seemed to tell stories of thousands of years.

On the intricate mysterious magic incantation, the subtle spirals are like the traces of the stars passing through the night sky. They are bright and mysterious, striking directly at the soul. Even if the world is annihilated, it cannot erase the wisdom and deep power closely related to the creation record.

This legendary artifact is at the pinnacle of epic magic cards—[Original Slate-Seal]!

 Everyone who saw this stone slab couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

The original stone slab cannot be described in terms of value. It is the supreme equipment that even the eighth-level powerhouses must fight for with their lives!

　　However, in this Franklin Hall, no one dares to rob.

Everyone just held their breath quietly and watched Sigrid walking over to pick it up and put it away.

She raised her head and looked around Franklin Hall, and at the same time looked at the broadcast camera of Herrom Broadcasting Company.

In the imperial capital of Herrom, her beautiful face is on all the giant screens in the city at this moment.

The eyes are like violets blooming in spring, domineering and refusing to give in.

That look in her eyes seemed to tell everyone that the [Original Slate-Seal] would be hers from now on, and anyone who was eyeing this slate could just come to her.

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