Liqi originally thought that she was the only one who was attacked by the enemy. No matter how she looked around the hall, it was obvious that the fact was not as she thought.

This is the entrance hall of the city hall, but the foyer that once walked around the staff was now just a ruin. It seems that a big explosion occurred nearby, and everything was blown away, and even the ground was covered with traces of blackening.

The room was surrounded by broken wreckage, and several columns supporting the ceiling had been broken. The scattered stone was simply concentrated together, reinforced by wood as a simple cover. The spells stood behind the cover and fixed their weapons in the direction towards the depths of the corridor.

Liqi was facing the building's door at this time, but the wooden door disappeared, and the part that was originally a white metal frame was also black and deformed. Fierce flames were wrapped around the ornaments on both sides, and they had blood-like colors and emitted horrifying heat.

Under the continuous high temperature, flames were almost emerging from nearby buildings, and cracks were everywhere on the twisted and expanded walls, and porcelain pieces were peeling off from time to time. A spell was still trying hard to suppress the fire, but with his ability, it was already quite difficult to just slow the spread of the flames.

The warm summer wind blew from outside the door, and the pungent smell of blood mixed with the burning stench stimulated everyone's nasal cavity. Everything was dyed with blood red, and even the debris on the destroyed ground did not fall. This was even more shaken than the endless darkness.

Seeing through the door hole covered by the flames, the world seemed to be ignited by the fierce flames, burning beside the blood-red residual light. However, Liqi knew very clearly that the reds were not the evil signs of the spread of the fire, but the more crazy red magic.

If a person has enough power and has this intention, then causing such destruction is only a matter of a blink of an eye. Undoubtedly, the magician is the closest to this level. If it seems that Dean François has this plan, he may be able to do it more beautifully than he is now.

Electric shock, storm, and fire, these elements can end human life in an instant, but they are just part of the power possessed by spells. Spells are a kind of knowledge, and also "knowledge" with power, which can bring destruction to its enemies.

If these "knowledge" are exercised just for combat, the magicians may be extremely efficient killing machines, and sometimes they are only rational.

Magic is an innate quality of human beings. Among them, those who are outstanding in the use of magic can naturally be called elites. However, although people who use magic are relatively scarce, they should not be the objects of fear, but are close partners.

Without their efforts, human society would never have had today's prosperity, or at least most people were ruled by backward ideas. Although magic is not as close as engineering that can be mastered by learning, it is undoubtedly a beacon to guide people on the road to progress.

The empire adopted a policy of popularizing spell education for many years, and the existence of spells has been transformed from privileges that only a small number of people could master in the past to techniques that most people could understand. But this unrest obviously made the citizens recall that spells are still different from "ordinary people".

This is what it is. The reason why magicians who are far superior to ordinary people become objects of longing and leave many widely spread deeds is not because of their "approachableness". But because they play the role of the bridge between ordinary people and existences beyond human intelligence.

Indeed, the magicians were not always positive in the past. Some people were active on the battlefield and slaughtered the enemy's army; some people abused their magic at will for their own selfishness and devoted all their magic to the actions that allowed them to gain the best interests.

However, like Seindemocra's hypocrisy this time, it is unprecedented to spread the magic power of the magicians and carry out organized terrorist activities. In the past, they may have had some insignificant self-consciousness because of the so-called "noble identity". They would not use everything to do.

Therefore, when this chaos occurred, some people in the City Hall were already worried that this fact would expand public uneasiness and suppress the spread of information. However, once the news of the attack on the City Hall could not be blocked. Compared to the fact that it would not take long, this news would be transmitted to the ears of some "mind people" through various channels. It would be natural. The chaos and anxiety would not take long to spread among the public.

The previous terrorist attacks by the Eye of True Vision have already caused the entire social position to be disarrayed, and the fact that the city hall is attacked by the enemy undoubtedly deepens the uneasiness in the hearts of residents. Once fear and anger arise, they will spread uncontrollably, and the worst of them may lead to citizens transferring their hatred to the college and the still educated apprentices in the college.

This is a situation that Cruz François tried his best to avoid, because if it really develops to this point, not only Catris, but also the spell education of the entire empire will be greatly affected. This is the result of the popular ultra-green faction who hopes to restore power. However, what Seindemocra is seeking is obviously not limited to this crazy magician, which will never stop destroying.

"Hey, Liqi, you weren't injured anywhere, are you?"

Curt put his luggage aside and said to the girl who was a little stunned because of his thoughts: "I heard from Dean François that you were going to bring something here for him, but now I'm stepping on such things? Damn it, if I had known that it would become like this, I wouldn't have asked you to contact him for me."

He ran to Liqi in an impatient manner, but secretly gave Liqi a look of "Hurry up and do what I said" to Liqi without a doubt. He asked the girl to pretend to know nothing about this matter. The heavy footsteps shook the ground. When he walked past the elder sister's head, he quickly handed a small roll of paper to her hand, and then ran forward as if nothing had happened.

Liqi, who was standing on the meat piece, still looked drowsy. When she saw Curt, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and then she stumbled towards Curt. She was like a puppet that had lost control, and fell off the meat piece's back and fell head-on into Curt's arms.

"There is definitely not injuries, so it's better to say that I'm very good now." When Curt hugged Liqi's body, the girl's annoyed voice immediately echoed in his mind. "It's so good that I want to break down a certain guy with a wind blade."

She did not have anything to do, but if she wanted to separate her relationship, she could only pretend to be unconscious so that she could make up a reason such as "being controlled". Few people present had a perfect understanding of the spell, and at that time, they just needed to ask Dean François to help arrange the lies.

When Liqi was blocked in the space divided by the defensive cube array, Curt did not clearly receive the message from Liqi, but some scenes seemed extremely clear. If there was anything worse than what Liqi saw, it was probably that all the people in the meeting above had been killed.

Curt didn't say much, and gently swung Liqi behind her back, then turned to look at the elder sister's head and the mercenaries standing beside her. Most of them were veteran mercenaries who often saw in the Nanfeng Tavern, and their bodies were covered with wounds left in the battle.

"Sister, please take a rest first. The reinforcements sent by the guards will arrive soon." He said, but his sight did not stop on the Sister. "Director François is contacting the garrison. The situation will not stabilize in a long time."

Obviously, they had only after a hard battle that they felt that they were very tired now. Even veterans who had been trained in a hundred battles could not support the battle that had not been rested for a long time. Moreover, the mercenaries' daily combat intensity was not high, and they might be defeated if they were attacked a few more times.

Although there was still a little uneasy feeling in my heart, Curt did not tell others this guess that he no longer wanted to add elements that would cause chaos. Similarly, perhaps everyone present guessed this possibility, but no one would tell it through words.

Words have power, and language also has corresponding magic. In addition to the true linguistic magic, which is mainly ancient magic called "spells", just language spoken by ordinary people inadvertently will affect other people through their own meaning.

Perhaps it can be said that using language to fool people's hearts has reached the category of spells, and even magicians who have been studying magic for many years may not be able to do it.

Buzz

Just as Curt was thinking about how to boost morale, a familiar beep suddenly came from a distance. The sound of the commotion of the air quickly became clear, so that everyone standing in the hall looked in the direction of the sound with confusion, and tightly grasped the weapon in their hands.

Before most people could react, a loud "clang" sound suddenly came from the gate that was originally twisted by the flames. A metal sphere reflecting silver light broke open the deformed skeleton and flew straight into the room full of charming red light.

The spherical metal block hit the corridor column, leaving a large gap in the cracked stone, and then suddenly fell to the ground. Just as someone wanted to get close to the sphere and carefully observe what it was, a low roar came from the depths of the ground. (To be continued...)

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