More than ten hours later, at the junction of swamp and snow mountain in the northwest of debris world, Catherine, the Witch of desire, looked at the enemy not far away with a gloomy face. It took about two or three minutes to sneer and say, "it\'s really unexpected that we still have a day of joint cooperation."

"Why not? Don\'t you always like to play the game of enemies and friends? When a greater threat appears, even the enemy can join hands temporarily, which is the truth you gave me." Kane saluted with a smile.

From his face, there was no sinister intention to try every means to kill each other, just like old friends who hadn\'t seen each other for a long time.

Perhaps decades of patience has made him used to hiding this hatred, rather than like impulsive young people who can\'t wait to do it as soon as they meet.

"Hum! That\'s right! An angel is indeed a big threat. But what really concerns me is the conspiracy behind this matter. Don\'t forget that the parliament promised to give the Lords of Brooklyn two days to prepare, but now it\'s only 24 hours. Don\'t you think it\'s strange?" Catherine pointed out her intention without nonsense.

As a witch who is good at playing with people\'s hearts and desires, she instinctively feels that a pair of eyes are staring at herself in the dark.

Kane nodded seriously: "It\'s strange. Normally, the European Parliament handles the entrance of the debris world. It\'s not easy for angels or demons to come in unless someone deliberately releases water. In addition, I don\'t know if you have noticed that although this angel is constantly attacking, he never entangles too much. Once he gets into a stalemate, he will inevitably choose to retreat and seems to deliberately kill everyone Drive together. "

"So what do you think her purpose is? To get us together and kill us?" Catherine\'s pupils twinkled purple.

Anyone who knows her a little will know that this is a sign of the extreme anger of the desire witch. They all agreed to give up a safe distance.

"Sorry, I don\'t know yet. There\'s no way to judge until the other party shows its true face. Maybe the behind the scenes want to weaken us by the hands of hell and heaven, or seize the fragmented world. In short, the only thing we can do now is to form an alliance to ensure that we won\'t give the enemy an opportunity because of fighting and fighting." After that, Kane took the initiative to stretch out his right hand.

"I agree!"

Catherine hesitated for a moment and held her right hand with the other party.

As the old friends shook hands and made peace, the Lord and his men from Brooklyn, New York finally abandoned discord and temporarily united to prepare for the next possible crisis.

But they didn\'t know that in their conversation, the flame queen who ruled the south of the debris world finally died in the flame castle.

……

Looking at the fully elemental hand like a flame after absorbing the most powerful red, Zhang Cheng showed a trace of insight in his eyes, smiled and sighed: "I see. The so-called color is actually just a kind of control authority, which is given by the core of the fragment world. Whoever gets it is like a game administrator who gets the authority. He can change all the surrounding physical and magic rules according to his own will, just like this..."

The voice just fell!

The castle, which had been emitting red fire like magma, began to cool in an instant. In less than a few seconds, there was only a piece of black scorched earth left.

But this is only the beginning!

After a while, the ground in the center of the castle suddenly sent out strong thunder vibration and sound!

Next second

Boom!

The whole earth was broken by a powerful force from bottom to top, and the hot magma sprayed out like no money. In the blink of an eye, the castle was completely submerged in the process of volcanic eruption.

Feeling the strong fire element in the air, Zhang Cheng couldn\'t help but raise the corners of his mouth and said to himself, "red! The color of life! The color of fire! Just the control is so amazing. How powerful should the core of the fragmented world be? It\'s really exciting."

Just when he wanted to try the limit of this power, Polak, the doomsday guard, suddenly came to the side and whispered, "master, there are new guests."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Zhang Cheng quickly raised his head and found that in the far north, the sky was suddenly penetrated by a white light column.

There is no doubt that this is a large-scale transmission magic. There are at least thousands of people judging by the energy emitted by light inadvertently.

Thousands of people at a time?

And it\'s not the time?

He instantly realized that it was probably the guy hiding in the dark, so he couldn\'t help starting in advance, so he immediately stood up and ordered the doomsday guard, "go, let\'s go and have a look."

"Just the two of us?" Pollack was obviously stunned.

As for the next hell hound and the black plush ball, they were directly ignored by him.

"Don\'t worry, we\'re just going to have a look. Trust me, some people can\'t sit still now. They\'ll finish the first test for me."

With the last word falling, Zhang Cheng raised his hand and snapped his fingers. Two wings composed entirely of fire grew out of thin air and took him and his men to the place of the incident.

In less than 15 minutes, the two men and a dog reached the periphery of the transmission beam.

On the open grass, there are dense groups of people looking for their agreed teammates. They don\'t look like a group.

But among these people of all shapes and colors, there was an eccentric young man in a white monk\'s robe. He always stood still, his left hand pressed on a huge coffin, and his pale face showed a cold smile.

Fortunately, there are always many strange people in the underground world, so his abnormality did not arouse too many people\'s vigilance.

But in Zhang Cheng\'s eyes, the terrible death energy emitted by the coffin was like boiling water, spreading all around.

Before he could recover from his surprise, the young man in the white monk\'s robe suddenly opened his mouth and recited in Latin: "God of death! Master from the underworld! Reaper of mortal soul! I ask you to kill all your enemies!"

"As you wish..."

When a low, hoarse and cold voice echoed in the air, the coffin suddenly released strong black smoke.

Then a void with a huge sickle and a ragged black robe emerged in front of the crowd.

It didn\'t even have a word of nonsense. It waved its ferocious and terrible weapon gently, and more than 100 people in front fell to the ground and turned into pale and cold bodies.

These bodies have no scars on their whole bodies, and they decay rapidly within a minute. Finally, they become dead bones that seem to have been buried underground for more than decades