The Advent of the Infinite King

"Then let's play a big one!" Xie Chen looked playful, and without retreating, his figure floated in the air quickly, and stopped at a certain height. In this position, it was just right to keep all the movements of the Flügel under his eyes. They walked in various lanes in an orderly and orderly manner, and even searched staggeredly.

If it weren't for the knowledgeable domineering aura that can be perceived from the whole picture, Xie Chen would really be surrounded by more than 70 remaining Flügel and fall into a passive position when continuing to the next goal because of his carelessness.

Without restraint, the surrounding Flügel immediately noticed Xie Chen's movements. Their trajectories had been exposed, but the encirclement had basically been formed. Behind Xie Chen was the edge of Artebon Heim, and in so many Surrounded by the Flügel, they were confident that Xie Chen could not escape.

The Flügel no longer concealed their figures, dozens of holy Flügel quickly floated up into the air and approached.

"Whoosh!"

Holy magic waves suddenly shot from three sides, like a dense magic net, aiming at Xie Chen's direction overwhelmingly.

"This is cheating!" Bai was a little anxious. That special magic fluctuation seemed to be effective. What's going on? How could this happen under the Ten Covenants?She was a little speechless.

Jibril's amber eyes were also condensed, and she shook her head, "This is not an attack magic, but a capture magic unique to the Flügel, and it does no harm."

Chapter 120 Three The So-Called Reversal

"It's disgusting. Obviously...brother, you didn't even use magic." Bai muttered dissatisfied.

Jibril nodded, "If the master used magic, then these Flügel would have been arrested in less than 10 minutes under his hands. What is the master thinking..."

Bai turned his face away, stared at Jibril, and said seriously, "...Brother, I want to help you, Jibril, only in this way can Azrael willingly lose the bet and understand what you mean."

"That's right..." Amber eyes flickered, precariously.

In Atebanghuim, Xie Chen gazed at the magic oppressing from all directions, driving the domineering arrogance to the maximum extent, catching the trajectory of every attack, with the help of black demon wings, he was like a faint shadow , moving lightly and precisely, in a way that seemed to stay in place, successfully dodging in the magic that came over like waves.

Whoosh!

Magic rushed over, turned around from a distance, and rushed over from behind Xie Chen.

A Xie Chen stayed in place, turned into a faint afterimage, shattered in the magic, and was crushed by the howling sound of magic. With one step, Xie Chen had already appeared in the higher sky.

All of this happened so quickly, almost in the blink of an eye, it seemed that Xie Chen had been captured, and his own magic had already attacked him.

This kind of catching magic cannot be completely controlled when it is cast out, even the owner will be entangled.

The Flügel immediately began to scatter, but some of them were inevitably caught and entangled by the pure white magic. Xie Chen did not expect such a situation, but it did not prevent him from taking the opportunity to attack.

"rope!"

As the handwriting in his hand gradually melted, a golden rope suddenly appeared from the sky, wrapped around the controlled Flügel, and the rope flew, binding more than a dozen in a blink of an eye. Xie Chen flew over and followed closely behind. Later, take off the words on them one by one.

Now, the accumulation of his words has reached more than 20.

The holy magic fluctuations slowly dissipated, leaving only more than 40 Flügel. Xie Chen raised his eyebrows and smiled, looking at the Flügel who were ready to go, he said softly, "Fall!"

The golden text slowly dissipated, with Xie Chen as the center, as if the gravity had increased dozens of times, Xie Chen swooped into the Flügel, under the strong gravitational force, even the Flügel could only struggle for a while and could not escape , like a worm stuck to a spider's web.

Xie Chen quickly picked up more than a dozen characters, and there were only a few Flügel left.

"Lord Xie Chen, go to the Speaker! We admit defeat." The remaining Flügel looked at each other, and suddenly lowered their voices and said to Xie Chen, the green eyes flashed with joy.

"Huh?" Xie Chen was caught off guard.

"We have read all the books about you written by Master Jibril. We are your fans. If we want to follow you, we are willing." The Flügel with green eyes said charmingly.

Xie Chen's eyes twitched, writing a book?Jibril?

He had the urge to snatch that book and burn it up, but now...

"Okay, thank you!"

After receiving the text handed over by the girls, Xie Chen gave them a slight nod, and his figure quickly flew towards the most gorgeous and tall building in the center of Atbanhuim.

—Azrael was right there.

"Jibril, what did you write?" Bai asked curiously, tilting his head.

Jibril's amber eyes flickered, and she obviously answered irrelevantly, "It's nothing. After all, I used to be one of the Eighteen Wings of Artebonhuim, so I still have some influence on this kind of thing."

"It's just that I didn't expect that apart from me, there are already Flügel who have begun to understand..." Her eyes fell on the Flügel with green eyes. They were full of vitality, and their expressions were extraordinarily joyful and expectant.

Before her words fell to the ground, the space under their feet suddenly changed, like ripples on their toes. After spreading rapidly, what appeared in front of them was an empty and seemingly The dark hall.

The only beam of light in the hall hit the high position in the middle, Azrael's body, her emerald-colored hair was scattered behind her, the white horns on her head intertwined with blue-gold eyes, like the most holy angel .

"What do you understand... Xiaoji, why, I can't understand?" Azrael's voice echoed in the hall with a clear echo.

"That's because of your perfection." Qingyue's voice came from outside the hall, with the sound of slight and steady footsteps, Xie Chen's wings behind him slowly retracted, and his gaze was fixed on Azrael's face indifferently.

"Perfect? ​​Idiot, have you been lying to me?!" Azrael repeated these two words, but her whole body shot towards Xie Chen from the throne like an arrow off the string. The rays of light above the head are interwoven with geometric shapes and complex magic circles, flashing quickly.

Her speed is too fast. Due to her super high-strength magic suitability, even if she doesn't use space transfer, the fit between her and space cannot be fully captured by the naked eye when it explodes.

White light, seize it!

Xie Chendong didn't move, as if he knew he couldn't dodge, so he simply threw himself into the trap.

"Huh?!" Azrael let out a short cry of surprise.

Jibril and Bai's expressions became a little tense. Beside Azrael's position, there is a silent time hourglass, and the sand in the hourglass is about to run out at this moment, so...why didn't Xie Chen dodge? Could it be that he wanted to lose on purpose? Drop this game?

Xie Chen looked indifferent, his whole body was slowly enveloped by the pure white magic light, intertwined into a bondage net, originally in the state of being caught, and there was only a little sand left in the hourglass, Xie Chen stared into Azrael's eyes, Said softly but firmly.

"reverse!"

What?Although Xie Chen's voice was low, there were only a few of them left in the empty hall, and Azrael and the others could hear them clearly. Reversal?what is this?

Chapter 120 Four

Xie Chen stared at Azrael indifferently, as if he was not the one who was bound and in trouble.

The golden words on his hand gathered a faint golden light, and along with his voice, they suddenly became radiant.

Azrael's blue and golden pupils suddenly constricted, and she stared at Xie Chen in disbelief. As the creator of the game, she naturally knew what these two words meant...

Azrael's face turned pale.

Swish.

The golden light receded, and the fine sand in the hourglass happened to run out.

Xie Chen stood in front of Azrael unscathed, while the Flügel speaker with horns on his head lowered his eyes, with a complicated expression, not knowing what he was thinking...

"I won, you lost." Xie Chen said lightly.

Azrael's eyelashes trembled, she slowly raised her face, and stared at Xie Chen, "Then I will never get the answer, right?"

"Master!" Jibril flew over, holding Xie Chen's arm excitedly, and looked dull when she looked at Azrael.

"...Brother...won." Bai walked over and put his small hand into Xie Chen's, with eager ruby ​​eyes.

Xie Chen nodded, but fixed his gaze on Azrael again, "Actually, my answer is very simple, it's on you."

"Me?" Azrael looked over in surprise, puzzled and confused.

"Azrael, your magic is actually full of forbidden magic. Now the ownership of Avant Heim and Flügel belongs to me. You are just an ordinary person now, haven't you noticed?" Xie Chen smile slightly.

"I... know." Azrael's tone trembled slightly. This feeling of lack of magic power is really... so strange and empty.

Xie Chen closed his eyes slightly, and the whole Abant Heim began to undergo earth-shaking changes that could be seen with the naked eye.

With blue sky and white clouds, small flowers in the meadow, the whole Atbanhuim has become a beautiful city.

The Flügel landed in the streets of the city in surprise, with joyful expressions, obviously very satisfied with the new environment.

Azrael withdrew her gaze and walked out. The slightly lonely back image touched Jibril, and Jibril's amber eyes couldn't help the tears flickering.

"Actually, she is a good sister." Xie Chen said with a smile.

"Uh?"

"Because she didn't intend to make you all commit suicide from the very beginning. That was just a lie. All she has is the 'right to organize you to commit suicide', and she cannot make you commit suicide." Xie Chen looked indifferent.

Jibril fell into deep thought, that was 6000 years ago, when Tetu became the only god above Disbod and made the next ten covenants, they began to become useless, lost the god of war and war, Tianyi Kind of no future.

One by one, the Flügel committed suicide in despair. It was at this time that Azrael stepped forward and established such rights.

"Master..." Jibril eagerly held Xie Chen's hand.

"Go!" Xie Chen nodded.

Jibril immediately disappeared beside him.

"Brother... Bai will always be with you." Bai leaned on Xie Chen's body, his long silver hair was loose, and there was a trace of fatigue clearly visible on his delicate face.

Xie Chen raised his hand to pick her up, turned over his right palm, and on the palm of his hand, five race chess pieces with a faint blue luster appeared in front of him.

The corners of Xie Chen's mouth twitched. Apart from these five, there should be eleven other races. For various reasons, except for the elves, they should be very sure now. The others are either on the moon, or they can't find them. Getting to the trail... What a headache!

"...Brother...what's the matter?" Bai blinked, and hit Xie Chen's forehead with his small hand.

"It's nothing, I just thought of some bad things." Xie Chen's eyes moved slightly, "In this case, when Jibril comes over in a while, let's go directly to Irwin and take down the elves' race chess in one go!"

Bai nodded.

"Master, I'm back!" As soon as Jibril finished speaking, she saw that dreamy figure with a bright smile on her face, and the conversation with Azrael obviously made a big difference. harvest.

"It's just right, Jibril, let's go to Erwin now!" Xie Chen raised his eyebrows slightly and said directly.

"Okay!" Jibril looked at Xie Chen eagerly, but couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Haha, master, do you know what Azrael said to me just now?"

"Huh?" Xie Chen looked at Jibril.

"She said that she knew that you were the one who killed the God of War. The last order of the God of War was to kill you, so... this is the meaning of her survival, but after the ten covenants came out, she was hopeless..."

"Such a cunning and powerful man cannot be defeated by gang fights... Meow, these are her exact words. Haha..." Jibril leaned forward and backward with a smile.

The corners of Xie Chen's eyes twitched, what's the evaluation of cunning?What an insult to his great heroic image of a demon!

"Okay, okay, let's go!" Xie Chen waved his hand, ignoring Jibril's exaggerated movements, and raised his hand to hold Bai and Jibril, and the three of them disappeared into Abantheim in an instant.

Elvingard.