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If one word is used to describe the mood of these magicians, it must be despair.

They went through untold hardships to come to the city of Alcada and find Ian.

The forbidden spell that Alfred launched at the cost of burning his own life failed to destroy him.

Couldn't even hurt him an iota.

At this moment, Yaen stood high in the air, looking at them like ants.

At this time, Yan has recovered his state.

A full-blown Ion, who can match?

And their teacher, Alfred, was already extremely weak, and it was impossible for him to activate the forbidden spell a second time.

"Why, the so-called magister only has this strength?"

said Ian.

In fact, until Yan appeared again, Alfred had already realized the problem.

If what Ion said earlier was true, his teacher Meredith was devoured by him.

So it is enough to show that Yaen already had the strength to kill a magister decades ago.

What's more, he is now a god.

After Yan regained his strength, the entire city of Alcada was once again shrouded in scarlet mist.

Even worse than when he first became a god.

He was high above the sky, and although he was surrounded by mist, his figure appeared in front of everyone.

Seeing Lord Yaen resurrected, the few remaining believers all knelt down on the ground and chanted his name.

No one saw, Yan frowned slightly.

Because he sensed that two of his four saints - Nadox and Xan, their auras had disappeared.

They died.

But Yan's surprise was only for a moment,

He doesn't care about such trivial matters now.

He looked at the magicians below, and said slowly: "Alfred, do you have any last words?"

Ion's voice sounded, and the entire city of Alcada could hear it.

At this point, Alfred knew, the mission had failed.

But he has no regrets.

If even the most powerful forbidden spell he could cast failed to kill Ian, then even if he was given a few more chances, the result would not change in any way.

There is a saying in the East, which is to obey the destiny with all human affairs. Since the destiny cannot be violated, then he really has nothing to say.

Alfred was very pleased to see his disciples and grandchildren surrounded him, facing Yan with no fear, and seeing death as home.

He coughed a few times and smiled for the first time that night.

"Yan, you can kill me or them, but I can tell you that it is useless. No matter how many people you kill, you still cannot avoid the fate of being wiped out. Human beings are invincible in the end."

Alfred spoke impassionedly, but after ascending to the gods, Yan's disposition has also undergone great changes, and it is impossible to be shaken by Alfred's few words.

He just finds it funny.

Human beings are tiny creatures with such fragile lives, but they have ruled the earth for so many years.

"Okay, then you will disappear with your wish."

After Yan finished speaking, he waved his hand casually, bringing up a cloud of wind and sand.

The grit in the air galloped towards Alfred and the group of magicians at an extremely fast speed, like a shotgun.

Not surprisingly, in the next second, these magicians who have been hollowed out will die with blood holes all over their bodies.

And at this second, a sudden change occurred.

A figure flashed by at an extremely fast speed, and Alfred and his disciples disappeared in an instant.

As the god of flesh and blood, Ion is already an invincible existence.

He is very confident. At this moment, there is no one in Alcada City who can compete with him.

Not to mention killing him, there is no one who can hurt him.

All creatures are like pigs and dogs in his eyes.

So even if Alfred and the others suddenly disappeared, his expression did not change at all.

"A different space?"

Yann guessed the reason immediately.

Because he could no longer perceive the existence of Alfred.

A young man with black hair and black pupils appeared in Yan's vision.

"Student Yan, how are you?"

he said with a smile.

The moment he saw Zhang Jue, Yann was slightly surprised.

As a newly promoted god, he could perceive that the aura emanating from this person was fundamentally different from the humans on this planet.

Yan frowned, and an ethereal voice sounded from the sky: "Who... are you?"

...

The joint command of the GOC and the SCP Foundation, Angelo and the head of the GOC, General Kasha, stand in front of a large screen.

After emergency special treatment, the satellite was able to penetrate the red fog and see the situation inside the city of Alcada.

They watched Alfred cast the curse with great anticipation, and then watched Ion come back to life again.

At this moment, their moods are as bad as they are.

They never thought that four nuclear bombs, plus a forbidden spell, could not destroy Yaen.

This means that the cards in the hands of the foundation and the GOC have all been played - at least the operation planned by the two of them has failed.

Ion is resurrected, and Alfred may be killed at any time.

But this is no longer their focus.

Yan's strength is far beyond their expectations, and has become a serious problem for human beings.

They have to think about how to explain this matter to their respective organizations.

In contrast, the death of Alfred and other magicians seems to be a foregone conclusion, and there is no need to say anything.

They don't want to save them, and they can't save them.

Both of them had cold faces and were about to leave.

But he was stopped by the staff on the side.

"Lord Angelo, General Kasha, look quickly—"

Kasha turned his head and saw a young man with black hair and black pupils suddenly appeared on the screen, wearing the uniform of the SCP Foundation.

What is even more surprising is that this young man is unafraid when facing Yan, and even talks and laughs happily.

General Kasha asked himself, even if he faced an evil god, he couldn't do it.

So he asked Angelo in surprise, "Brother, who... is he?"

...

After countless bombings, the current city of Alcada is full of broken walls and ruins. Except for those flesh and blood monsters with tenacious vitality, there is no normal person.

Except Zhang Jue.

Zhang Jue witnessed the forbidden spell jointly launched by Alfred and his disciples.

——This special effect is much better than when he was playing the game.

To be honest, he didn't intend to save these magicians.

If the crock can't be broken without leaving the well, the general will inevitably die before the battle.

He knew that for these people, sacrificing here was probably the best choice.

The most important thing is that this is the first time he met them, and there is no friendship at all.

There is absolutely no obligation to take risks to rescue them.

But when the matter came to an end, Zhang Jue's brain became hot when he saw how they regarded death as home, and appeared like a ghost.

When he came back to his senses, he had pulled Alfred and others into a different space and appeared in front of Yan.

Even he himself didn't think of it.

But it doesn't matter.

Zhang Jue has a great advantage.

At any time, he can quickly accept the reality in front of him and think about how to solve the problem.

Just like when he just crossed over.

In order to eliminate Yan, he has already arranged a backhand, and he cannot give up all his efforts at this time.

Although the other party is an evil god, as long as he can speak, he has a way.

After ascending to the gods, Ian's perception ability is very strong, and he guessed at once that he is not a human on this planet.

Asked: "Who are you?"

Hearing this sentence, Zhang Jue laughed.

More than a year has passed since he traveled to this world.

Many people have asked him about the question "Who are you?"

There are friends and there are enemies.

And his answer was not the same.

But every time, he felt that he still had more to say, as if he hadn't been able to introduce himself well in front of others.

He remembered the conversation he had with his father when he was a child.

"Dad, I'm going to the first grade tomorrow, and the teacher said that everyone should introduce themselves, what should I say?"

"This is very simple. Let me tell you, the most important thing about self-introduction is to have momentum so that others can remember you at once."

"Then how can it be regarded as imposing?"

"This is even simpler. For example, you can write a poem number for yourself."

"Poem number?"

"Yes, it's the poem number."

"Dad, do you have one?"

"Heh, I'm not afraid to tell you that this is what your father and I need the most. If you want to hear it, I can read more than a thousand words in a minute without repetition..."

"Dad, you must have had trouble writing essays when you were young..."

"Sorry, my Chinese teacher was mad at me..."

...

After the memories were over, the corners of Zhang Jue's mouth slowly rose.

Under the watchful eyes of Yaen, the SCP Foundation and the GOC, he spoke slowly.

"Since you asked shamelessly, I'll answer you with a sense of justice."

"God, Allah, Jade Emperor, Tathagata."

"Within the Three Realms, among the Six Realms, it is famous and well-known to all women and children."

"When I came to Wu, I saw the ancient rivers and seas, and I visited Xuanmen all over Cangya."

"Ask the puppet to ask about the human world, one flute, one sword and one Kunlun."

"Who is alone in Lingyun and friends, God will bathe Xue Ren Qixing."

"One flute and one sword flatten the business, and they have been insane for fifteen years."

"Dragon horse travels thousands of miles in snowflakes, wind and moon move ten steps away, and swords cry in the sky."

"The Autumn Frost Cuts the Jade for a long time, and the name of the clan of the Kun Dynasty will never be destroyed."

"Pretending to be a god, pretending to be a saint, and pretending to be an immortal, abandoning Confucianism, abandoning Taoism, and abandoning all sages."

"I don't read all the real books in the box, I don't know civil and martial arts, I only know money."

"Heaven and earth are silent, calamity is incarnation."

"Killing the world, my life is against the gods."

"087 for punching, 682 for kicking, 3125 for toughness, and 1351 for swimming."

"The appearance is majestic and imposing, and the personable demeanor is suitable for Wanjia."

"There is no evil in your heart, no fear of gods and ghosts, what do you look at when you are idle and have nothing to do!"

"Change your name when you're walking, and change your surname when you're sitting. I'm here——Zhang Jue too!"

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