More than a dozen wind blades cut the long table into more than a dozen wood fragments in less than a millisecond, and the bald herald was also cut with more than a dozen deep and bone-breaking wounds.

He crossed his arms and stood firmly in front of the queen, motionless. This prevented Beatrix from receiving any harm.

But those gold-priced guards were not so lucky, and countless wind blades passed through their bodies.

As they ran wildly, their bodies were all broken apart like detachable toys. The arms holding guns, the swinging thighs, and the heads wearing golden armor masks.

All of them were broken off from the torso.

The broken fragments remained in the air for a second, and then fell to the ground under the influence of gravity. First the limbs, then the torso, and finally the head.

The incision is extremely smooth.

Exceptionally smooth.

One move.

Kill hundreds of people!

Blood is like a fountain.

Spread all over the earth.

The wedding scene was dyed blood red.

The party turned into hell.

The scene immediately fell into chaos like a storm. The ordinary citizens were shocked beyond measure. They saw the pieces of the guard cut into pieces by the "new king", the pungent blood and the red color of the stream. Somehow they all came together.

Qi exclaimed and was about to run away.

"Let me see who dares to move!"

Silby's roar caused an invisible barrier to appear around the wedding square. The barrier was transparent and smooth, but it involuntarily blocked everyone's path.

Like a real king, Silby looked at the panicked wizards and citizens who were fleeing with the light shining in his eyes, and ordered in a calm but extremely oppressive tone.

"If you listen to today's story, you have to listen to it. If you don't want to listen, you have to listen to it."

Some wizards were originally fighting, but after hearing Sylby's leadership words, they all surprisingly calmed down and stopped trembling.

"Who on earth would give up power when sitting on the top of the throne? I think there are only three types of people, one is a fool, one is helpless, and the other one has a bigger conspiracy.

"Silby pointed to Beatrix who was high up, "Excuse me, who are you?"

"Narrow-sighted guy, do you think your words are the absolute truth?" Beatrix was still tit for tat with Silby. It's hard to imagine that just a few minutes ago, the salute was still sounding and people were cheering.

Their combination.

"In this case, the only way to prove it is to provide evidence."

After saying that, Sylby raised her hand and pulled it, and the wand held by Beatrix flew into Sylby's hand.

The wand immediately twisted, struggled, and trembled in pain. But Sylby was so powerful that his nearly endless mental force field poured into the wand, instantly making him surrender.

He was naked and holding a wand, walking slowly on the flat ground below Queen Pandora, and said loudly: "Power travels in the world, just like a carriage rolling through the quagmire. Through the ruts, you can know where it comes from. Similarly, magic can also

Leave its unique traces in the world."

He flicked his wand and uttered the incantation "priori incantatem!"

During the spell, a shimmering golden thread made of energy appeared on Silby's fingertips. Then the golden thread split, producing thousands of arcs of light around the caster, which formed patterns one after another.

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Under the influence of the flashback spell, the previous generation city lord Antonio's wand spewed out a strange and unique transparent illusion.

In the illusion, it was a four-poster bed with fluttering red curtains. The former lord of the city, the conjurer Antonio V, was lying on the bed, his face was pale and his body was thin.

But the woman lying next to him had a rosy complexion, a plump and enchanting figure.

"Antonio, my beloved, please tell me why your magic is so powerful?"

The woman asked, stroking the man's face.

"Because I practice day and night, regardless of the cold or the heat, my dear..."

The man said in a confused voice, reaching out to touch the chest of the person next to him.

The woman grabbed his hand and asked again: "So Antonio, are you the most powerful wizard in the world?"

There was a touch of confidence on the man's pale face, but this confidence was quickly undermined by his weak body. He said a little decadently and uncertainly: "It should... it should be, no... no one

He knows more spells than me."

"So Antonio, do you have a spell that can eliminate all wizards in the world?" The woman rubbed her face against Antonio's face, her tone confused.

"No...no..."

The man shook his head feebly, "Why, how could there be such a spell?"

"But can you create that spell?"

The queen murmured: "You are so powerful and brave."

"I won't shoot myself in the foot." The man struggled to regain a glimmer of reason.

The woman immediately looked angry, turned her back to him, and ignored him.

When she was angry, the man's heart melted. He quickly held the woman's shoulders and said softly: "No, Bella, dear, I once heard my teacher say when I was a child. If there is a genius, he can gather everyone's talents. power, then he can do anything, anything."

"Then are you the genius?"

The woman asked angrily with her back to the man.

"No," the man smiled bitterly: "Although I think I am talented among wizards, I have not created any spells. Creating spells is really a coincidence..."

"Then it's useless if I keep you."

The woman suddenly let out a hoarse, strange laugh, and her voice became neither male nor female.

Antonio's obsessed expression was slightly startled.

Wow!

The quilt was violently lifted off.

The woman turned her head, and her face, which had been so charming just now, suddenly became withered and old, and there was even a gray beard on her chin.

Seeing his beloved suddenly turned into a naked half-old man, Antonio V let out the most terrifying cry from the depths of his soul, "Ah!!!!"

The half-old man smiled ferociously, raised his wand, and uttered one syllable: "Death!"

The intense green light swallowed up Antonio V and burned the projected image.

Silby made a fist with his hand and stopped the golden lightning of the flashback spell. He looked coldly at Beatrix on the high platform and said with a smile: "That guy just now, does it look a bit familiar to you?"

“Total nonsense!!”

Beatrix became angry and said, "Get this madman down for me!"

The gloomy sky distorted again.

More armored guards rushed over on horseback from the streets outside the square. The whirlwind of horse hooves knocked passers-by upside down, and the flowers on the ground were trampled into mud.

The guards who came on horseback all collided with the barrier. Under the huge inertia, the horse's neck instantly bent, the spine pierced the muscles, and the knight fell to the ground.

Silby opened his arms unscrupulously and stood naked under the sun. The clouds in the sky were like a tsunami, rolling along with his breathing. They quickly blocked the sun's dazzling light.

Facing the wizards attending the banquet and the stunned citizens of Pandora, he said loudly with a voice amplified dozens of times:

"I once heard that people who can do great things never care about the process. As long as you can achieve the desired results, you can do anything. I am so ashamed of this!!"

Then he turned around suddenly, his voice echoed in the sky, his eyes were extremely cold: "The farce is over, Your Majesty the Queen."

Queen Pandora took a deep breath, pulled off her veil, revealing a livid face, with unstoppable killing intent and determination in her eyes.
Chapter completed!