Chapter 565 Return to the Holy City for Revenge
How dare you frame me!
The more I think about it, the angrier I get, the more I think about it when I step back, the more I lose.
I didn't kill you when I was at a high level, but I can't kill you now that I'm at a super level. Isn't it in vain that I have super leveled up?
The silver plane landed at the Dubai Mage Tower, the headquarters of the Asian Magic Association.
After all, Xu Fang still has a ruling of "illegal use of forbidden magic" and needs to be handed over to the Asian Magic Association for review.
Although everyone knows that this is just a formality, the necessary procedures must be done again, right?
Xu Fang directly applied for a secret room, declaring seclusion internally and imprisoned externally, and not allowing anyone to disturb him.
"Little girl, if you mess with Grandpa Xu, you will be doomed."
Xu Fang smiled and stepped into the silver vortex that appeared in front of him at some unknown time.
Evil abyss.
Queen Jiuyou looked at Xu Fang, who had been missing for a long time, and her face was filled with joy. Before she could say a few sour words, she saw Xu Fang leaving from another silver vortex.
Queen Jiuyou: "???"
Bastard, don't treat Tangtang Shayuan as a transit station on your way!
At the same time, at the foot of the Alps.
"It's pretty fast." Xu Fang looked at the sky, which was still bright and clear.
There is a three time zone difference between the Holy City and the Mage Tower in Dubai. The latter has already been darkened, but it is only about five o'clock here.
A light mist covered the body, and there was no sense of presence on the white to reflective snow.
"ah!"
"puff!"
"oh!"
"uh-huh!"
Amidst the exclamations one after another, Xu Fang's appearance completed four consecutive jumps from the food delivery driver - the logistics chef - the trainee mage who picked up the food - the prison mage, and successfully sneaked into the prison.
"What a broken prison, it doesn't even have electricity."
Xu felt unhappy and even looked at the Holy City Prison with displeasure.
This is the dungeon of the Holy City. Seven restrictions have locked countless villains firmly in this underground world.
There is no light here, only dim candlelight swaying in the corner, casting mottled and twisted shadows, as if even time has become slow and heavy here.
There is nothing on the long passage, only the old stones are empty.
At this moment, Xu Fang has become a fat man, wearing guard clothes. She has a big belly and dark spots on her face caused by excessive obesity.
"Henry, you ran into the kitchen and ate it again!"
Another guard scoffed.
Xu Fang said nothing.
"Henry, look at your fat belly. When you hit your wife, did your belly hit you first?"
This guy was still chattering, and it was obvious that this "Henry" was a disliked person.
"Originally I wanted to spare your life, but you really annoyed me..." Xu Fang's voice suddenly became sharp, like a woman's voice.
"Um?"
The guard was stunned. Before he could react, his brain buzzed and he passed out.
Before he fell into coma, he watched the other person's face change like a tide, and finally turned into his own.
Snapped!
Xu Fang pressed the alarm.
Woo~~~woo~~~woo~~~! ! !
A sharp siren sounded, and the originally dim lights began to flicker.
The criminals were shocked by the sudden sound. They scratched the door shrouded in Chaos Restriction and guessed wildly. The guarding mages shouted nervously.
"Someone is running away!"
"Someone come quickly! Someone come quickly!"
"Check the ban! Never let the ban open!"
In the commotion, no one noticed the mist in the corner, let alone the silver vortex hidden behind the mist.
The seven restrictions are indeed very strong, so strong that even if the gate of evil space can be passed through, it will definitely alarm the archangel standing at the top of the holy city.
But it doesn't matter anymore, Xu Fang is not here to save Shura.
Outside the dungeon.
The Judgment Mages, who had originally been on guard against the arrival of Shura, a heavyweight criminal, gathered in a tight formation and waited.
They even have permission to use magic bombs if the situation is really critical, and must kill the escaped villains on the spot.
The magic fluctuated one after another, and pairs of eyes were fixed on the door of the dungeon. The nervous people did not notice the small will-o'-wisps ignited on their bodies.
"found it···"
Xu Fang, who had just walked out of the silver vortex in the distance, murmured.
To a certain extent, little will-o'-wisps are more accurate than ID cards. These people look like other ruling mages, with square faces, and even use light magic.
But there were wisps of cold and evil intent escaping from their bodies, which was so weak that it was difficult to detect.
Tossed around for half the night.
The mages of the Holy City finally determined that this was not a prison break, but that the alarm was pressed by mistake!
Those guys who shouted that they were wronged were waved away by the captain with a dark face. The Holy City had its own good means of dealing with them.
Xu Fang doesn't care about these.
He followed those cold guys directly.
These people were very vigilant. Not only did they walk around, but they also changed names at every turn, but it was meaningless in front of Xu Fang who was cheating.
——Just like that interview, no matter you run in a straight line or an S line, a sniper can shoot your head off with one shot.
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The holy city is very close to France, and the streets also have that romantic and artistic atmosphere.
The sun still rises, shining dappledly on the ancient cobblestone streets, reflecting the brightly colored shops and exquisite buildings on both sides of the street.
On both sides of the street, there are ancient stone walls and beautifully carved window frames.
At the corner of the street, the open-air seats of the cafe are always full of people, just like drinking soy milk in China, sipping coffee, waiting for fried dough sticks... no, freshly baked bread to come out of the oven.
"Teacher, this is a newly produced pastry, please try it."
The woman in a long blue knitted sweater came over and intimately took the arm of another woman.
The two strolled like best friends, and occasionally attracted the attention of some men.
No one would have thought that the evil cardinals of the Black Church often walked like this in the busy city.
They did not live in any gloomy castles, there were no human heads decorated in their homes, and there were no cut and classified Hannibal small meal sets in the refrigerator.
More often, they walked in the sun.
"Have you found out the reason for the riot in the dungeon of the Holy Court last night?" Saran asked.
"The news we received was that there was only one false alarm." Blue Bat said.
Saran sneered: "Ridiculous reason."
"Yes, I will send someone to check it now." Blue Bat said respectfully.
"No need." Saran said lightly: "Today, the teacher will teach you a lesson. Never trust those mediocre people. They are just nutrients for composting flowers. You can only trust your own wisdom."
If the people in the Holy Court heard it, they would probably break out in a cold sweat.
Because this sentence is exactly the same as what the Chinese mage Lu Yi said during the Holy Court!
In other words, Saran was at the scene of the Holy Court!
"Has the extradition chief left?" Saran asked.
"He left. I arranged it myself. Everything was carried out according to the plan without any mistakes." Blue Bat said affirmatively.
"Yeah." Saran nodded slightly. When he was about to speak again, a beautiful woman with an equally outstanding appearance slowly walked over.
"Have you investigated it clearly?" Saran asked.
"Clear." The woman had a charming smile on her face, as if she had met a good friend.
Blue Bat didn't say anything. She knew this woman. She was Saran's substitute, or a puppet.
"Who did it?" Saran slightly emphasized his tone.
"Guess?"