Moni looked at Zhuojia and asked, "Are you the so-called First Mage of the Empire?" Zhuojia's face turned pale. He was guilty of his identity as a first mage, and he regarded his identity as a life. Otherwise, he would not have gone to the Black Stone Jungle to join forces with Lei Lang for the sake of Daoregran to take back his first mage. His purpose was to use the reputation of the savior to prove that he was the real First Mage again. But he had just been completely trapped in Moni's illusion and was even helpless.

"I'm so weak. It's so good to wake up in this era. I have no rivals here." Sog said with satisfaction. He looked at his wand and murmured, "Good boy, I'm going to use you again."

He looked up and looked around, and smiled and said, "No judge here who meddled with other people will pursue him." He was finally sentenced to hang by the despicable judge. During the execution, those who lost their family and women who were persecuted by him surrounded the execution ground, and they wanted to witness his death with their own eyes. The king, who was aging because of the running and hard work of those days, was supported by the judge to come to the execution ground, but Moni had no regrets. He smiled badly at the victims present, and then was executed.

Soger guarded Inmei with caution, and his usual chivalrous spirit was at work, so he made him vow to protect Inmei.

Moni glanced at Soge and Inmei and said contemptuously: "Woman! After leaving the man, women are nothing." "Shut up, you were forced to escape from the mouse hole by this woman." Soge said with a calm face.

Moni disagreed, saying, "She is strong, but she is still nothing."

Zhuoga completed the preparations for magic while Moni was talking to Sog. The magic power surged out along the wand and unfolded a huge magic circle on the snow.

"Destroy the Blade of Heroes!" The undead who died on this land floated out. The extreme north, which should have been the most desolate and quiet, actually had a large number of undeads. Perhaps more people died here on this day than those who died within countless years before.

"Oh? Is Tatrice's black magic?" Moni was not shocked, but just sneered, "Her magic is really a bit tricky. Unfortunately, you are too weak! You are too weak to exert the power of this magic!"

Zhuojia could not tolerate someone despising him. He almost lost control and summoned the gate of the undead, but he held it back. He was afraid to attract the mourner again. He just used the power of these undead to erode Moni's soul bit by bit. Moni tried to retreat, but found that his body could not move. He sneered and said, "It seems that he is quite capable. Have you blocked the connection between my body and soul in advance?"

Zhuojia didn't say anything, but just slowly strengthened the efforts to destroy the soul.

Soge put Yinmei aside, drew out the heavy sword, and crystals slowly emerged from the snow. Those crystals were his magic sword crystals. The crystals surrounded Moni, and then immediately shattered, turning into blue light and concentrated on the brilliance. Soge's figure rushed towards Moni like lightning. He concentrated all his power on this blow, and he was determined to kill Moni on this blow. Zhuojia obviously thought so, so he contracted the magic array and suppressed Moni tightly in the array.

Moni couldn't help but frown. If the opponent was only Zhuo Jia, then he was not afraid. Black magic requires precise magic control, and Zhuo Jia could not move, and his own powerful strength was enough to break the magic circle; if the opponent was only Zuo Ge, he was even less worried. People with not powerful enough magic could not avoid his illusion. But he was now controlled by Zhuo Jia's magic circle, and Zuo Ge aimed at this opportunity and decided to kill him.

Moni said with a calm face: "Born trick! Who told you that I can't move and can't cast magic?" As he said, the giant magic wand standing beside him suddenly began to sprout, and quickly turned into an elderberry tree in the ice and snow. The poppy flowers carved on the top of the magic wand seemed to be alive, dyed with the bright red of poppy. The branches swayed, and in an instant, elderberry flowers and poppy flowers covered the sky, circling up from the tree in the wind, floating throughout the space.

Zhuo Jiaan said something bad, and he almost roared at Sogge: "Hurry up!"

Sog almost transformed into a blue light, and this blow was filled with the power of thunder. His figure passed through the rain of flowers all over the sky, and the dazzling sword tip touched Moni. Moni's pale face suddenly twisted a strange smile, and then turned into countless pale poppy flowers under the dazzling edge. Then Sog's figure was completely submerged by the storm of flowers.

Zhuojia's pupils suddenly dilated. He wanted to withdraw the magic circle and escape quickly, but it was too late, the storm of poppy and elderberry quickly swept over him and surrounded him.

The petals cut wounds on his face, warm blood flowed out, and frozen in the cold north. He wanted to use magic to disperse these flowers, but his magic power and his soul are now connected to the Blade of the Hero of Destroying Heroes. Moni could not break free, and he could not withdraw. He couldn't help asking himself when he gave Moni the opportunity to cast the illusion. Or maybe, Moni didn't need any conditions to cast the illusion.

After the petal storm stopped, he no longer knew where he was. This place was not the extreme north, nor any place he had been to.

Six pure white stone pillars are surrounded by flowers, and a dome ceiling is above the head. The warm sunlight shines through the skylight above the head. The ground is filled with green grass, and unknown wild flowers are in full bloom.

"What's going on? Where is this? Where is Moni?" Sog looked around in surprise. He found Yinmei. Yinmei was still sleeping and lying on the green grass.

Zhuoga said coldly: "This is Moni's illusion. His wand was made of the elderberry trunk he planted himself, and that elderberry tree was grown by him watering it with poppy juice. It's such a good wand that is naturally suitable for illusion! Unfortunately, the Staff of Judgment is not in my hands, otherwise I wouldn't be tied." Naturally, he didn't think he was worse than Moni, he just thought he had less of the Staff of Judgment.

"Oh? Does the first mage even need to get a ready-made wand that suits him?" Soger couldn't help but sarcastically.

Zhuo Jia's face darkened and said, "Are you saying enough? If you have enough, look for an exit quickly. This is the illusion maze that Moni is proud of. If you don't want to die, shut up!"

Sog frowned, but finally didn't argue with him. He walked over and picked up Inmei. Zhuojia said, "Take this girl away, she will only cause trouble. I don't want to be distracted and care about this thing in this situation. I'm afraid that Sexi also thought she caused trouble and threw it over and disgusted us. Why, who else do you want to keep her loyal to her?"

Soger raised his sword and pointed it at him with a blank expression: "If you don't want to die here, shut up! I don't have the energy to listen to some unsuccessful waste chattering about his frustration!" Zhuo Jia's face turned ashen and said viciously: "Do you want to die? Lei Lang's dog?" Soger moved his wrist, and the broken diamonds on the dazzling sword sheath flew out, hitting his right shoulder at a speed that Zhuo Jia could not react, penetrated his body, and flew out from behind with blood. Zhuo Jia was so painful that he couldn't hold the wand, and the wand fell to the ground.

Soghan had a face, his tone of contempt and cold: "Lead the way, Master Zhuo Jia, who has a high opinion of himself."
Chapter completed!