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Silence takes everyone's reaction into perspective.

He is quite satisfied.

Those who do business are not afraid of being known, but it is better to say that everyone who wants to get it is the best. With the wonderful performances of Misaka Miqin and Bee Eater, the tin store is also on the stage.

The water in the rear also recovered.

"What is your purpose?" He asked directly, "The ability person can use magic, or such powerful magic. This power is enough to break the balance of the world and trigger a war. I don't know how many people will cry because of tragedy."

"It is indeed possible."

Silent fingers gently scratched Fei Ju's chin on his legs, still a cloudless look.

"However, war only stems from human desires, not from the power I bring. The women who hold this power are only to protect the people they want to protect."

In fact, even if he does not appear, the war will break out.

Many people will still die.

So this pot of silence will not be memorized.

But the water behind clearly doesn't think so.

"Unfortunately, I don't have the power to solve the problem of human desires, even if I know that this is the root of the war." The tip of the big sword in the hands of the rear water lifted slightly, "I can only solve what my power can solve, Depriving the happiness of a few people for the sake of more people is a brutal reality belonging to the world, and I cannot change it."

The water behind the same saint is completely different from Shenhuohuo's perception of his own strength.

You can even say the opposite.

The more you save, the more you change, the more you understand your powerlessness.

He does not exclude killing or power, but only feels that this power is not strong enough.

So now.

He stared at the man in front of him, his fighting intentions were constantly rising.

Although it may be felt that the other party has a simple strength, if one can solve the chaos and war, he will not stop anyway.

"interesting."

Silence is still lying on the chair in a lazy gesture.

Fei Ju extended her pink tongue and licked his fingers gently.

As if he could not feel the fighting intention of the water behind, he casually said:

"You feel that you are powerless to change human desires and the cruelty of the world. Can you change my existence? If the power in you gives you this illusion-then I will deprive you of it ."

That is to say, after the rest of the people sound like joke.

The shape of the water behind shook violently.

An unprecedented sense of weakness came up.

No more.

Belonging to the saints and the power of the "son of God" is gone!

"This is impossible!"

The water behind can no longer keep himself calm.

Compared to the loss of strength, this incident made him even more unbelievable.

The identity of the saint is born and given by God, and some saints have lost their power, but that is because they are destroyed and hurt.

However, he could feel his intactness, even the sacred mark still exists.

The power is gone!

This situation is far beyond what he can understand.

And, this is just the beginning.

Not only the power of the Son of God, but also the characteristics of the Virgin Mary, the magic power of the magician, the power of his thousand hammers, all everything quickly dissipated and disappeared without a trace.

Bang.

Losing his strength, he could no longer hold the heavy sword in his hand, and the body stepped back a few steps, his face full of horror.

Even a fantasy killer cannot do such a thing!

The rest of the magicians also instinctively felt something was wrong.

"what happened?"

"Why did the water in the rear lose the spirit outfit? Is it a spell?"

"No traces of magic are found."

"Look at the sky!"

"How come, the magical reaction of the water behind can't be detected!"

The huge magic circle that always existed in the sky collapsed as if it had lost all its support.

Five thousand tons of water crashed down from midair.

Xinxin was divided into two kilometers in diameter. After the terrible weight was dispersed, it was only a downpour. All the students controlled by the bee-eater were soaked, but no one was injured.

But this situation is difficult for the magician to understand.

There was no fighting, no traces of spells, it was as if the water in the rear had surrendered.

"Now, you are just an ordinary person who can no longer be ordinary. You have no power to deprive anyone's happiness or change anyone's tears." Silence raised his eyes slightly, his eyes slightly deep. He smiled at him, "According to your theory, only do what you can do, then you can go home with peace of mind now."

"......."

The lips of the water behind shook slightly, and a horrified expression remained on his face.

Unexpectedly.

Can't imagine how the other party did it.

But he did lose all power at the moment, and in a way beyond imagination, he couldn't even pick up the costume.

Just go back like this? Be an ordinary person.

As soon as this idea appeared, it was immediately swallowed up by an unspeakable sense of panic.

"I can't do it." The back water stooped down, trying to pick up his weapon again, but even if he exhausted all his strength, he swelled until the blue muscles burst and his face flushed, but he just barely lifted it up.

Not to mention waving.

Even if he kept it like this, his legs were trembling.

This specially crafted costume weighs hundreds of kilograms.

This embarrassing scene, coupled with the silent words, finally made the rest of the people aware of the state of the water behind.

"The power of the saint... is it deprived!?"

"How is it possible! That's a saint!"

"What did he do, didn't do anything, is it the operative saint's collapse?"

"The collapse of the saint is not this effect!"

"Who is he? Who is he? What exists? Why has it never been heard!?"

The emotion of panic spread rapidly among the magicians ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ and the initial response of the water behind.

If it wasn’t for their own eyes, they couldn’t believe everything in front of them.

The water in the back just showed great power. A person is more powerful than all of them, and even pressurelessly forced another famous saint to the point of serious injuries.

And now.

In a face-to-face, a flirty sentence, all the power is deprived?

Every magician felt numb scalp and goose bumps burst out one by one.

Faced with this incomprehensible existence, they are all ready to escape.

Although they can give their lives to their goals, they do not mean to seek their own way.