In the sky, a splendid golden building appeared once again, exuding a sacred aura so noble that it made one hesitate to look directly at it.
However, the black angel suddenly conjured a sharp blade enveloped in red flas. As the blade swung down, a 40-kiloter-long phantom directly shattered that entire building.
In an instant, countless fragnts fell from the sky, each piece of the white building wrapped in red flas, descending like a teor shower. The first to bear the brunt was the Mosla Empire's royal palace below!
Each teor contained power equivalent to a Great Magician casting a high-level spell at full strength, and this dense teor shower seed born solely for destruction!
Everyone at the palace and spectators were dumbfounded, initially thinking Raditz was just trying to save so family face, expecting him to awkwardly leave after ten minutes,
But unexpectedly, without a word, he opened with a Forbidden Curse. Who the heck could have thought an ordinary magician could release a Forbidden Curse? Even though Raditz was a genius in the Imperial City, wasn't this a bit exaggerated?
His grandfather single-handedly repelled the Royal Family's King Zerast yesterday, and today the grandson ca to collect debts. Is this family defying the heavens?
Now, it's not about why he can release a Forbidden Curse, but rather what the palace shrouded under this teor shower will do!
Deep in the palace, Hera gazed at the suffocating sky and fell into despair. His father definitely didn't have the strength to counter a Forbidden Curse, and this purely destructive Forbidden Curse was even more lethal and destructive compared to the semi-summoning Forbidden Curse used yesterday by the two.
"Why is this happening? Is it heaven's will to destroy our Royal Family?" Had Hera known such events would occur today, he would have surely stopped his father last night from coveting that Level Six Formation; they couldn't ddle with it!
Finally, a teor crashed into the palace, instantly forming a small mushroom cloud that utterly destroyed an area with a radius of at least a hundred ters. Yet, thousands more of such teors remained in the sky!
"Who dares to act recklessly in the Mosla Empire's palace!"
At this mont, a thunderous voice echoed from the depths of the palace.
Two figures suddenly appeared above the palace, one clad in a black robe, the other in white. Both appeared quite old and bore so resemblance to Zerast and Hera.
"Grand Emperor!" Seeing these two, Hera was overwheld with excitent, "Grand Emperor Grandpa! Save our Royal Family of the Mosla Empire!"
Hera fell to his knees, "Grand Emperor Grandpa, weren't you two already…"
"Did you think we were dead?" The two old n didn't seem upset at Hera's words, "We obtained a Magic Codex from the Cang Yuan Era long ago. In ditation, we have a chance to break the genetic level restrictions and reach Level Eight, becoming interdiate Great Magicians. We feigned death to avoid disturbances."
"So that's what it was!" Hera's face lit up with delight. Although the two Grand Emperors had not fully broken through yet, their aura hinted at traits of interdiate Great Magicians. Given so more ti in deep ditation, they might truly reach Level Eight!
There's ti for reminiscing, but now the priority is stopping this catastrophe threatening the Royal Family! Sensing the royal crisis, they temporarily broke from their ditative state.
"Wind Demon Descend!"
The Grand Emperors imdiately unleashed a Forbidden Curse, widely known as the only counter to another Forbidden Curse. Ordinary magic would be utterly futile!
Two enormous Wind Demon spirits, each over 800 ters tall, descended upon the palace, showcasing power surpassing Zerast! The spirits unleashed a flurry of blades intercepting the falling teors, reducing them to re rubble unable to harm the palace anymore.
Seeing this, Hera finally breathed a sigh of relief.
With the Grand Emperors present, not to ntion a trivial Hertz Family, even the Magicians' Association's President would be insignificant! After all, the Magicians' Association here is just a branch. Today, they will affirm the supre royal authority!
Hera returned to the battlents, regaining his confidence, "Raditz, right? Your Hertz Family keeps challenging our Royal Family's dignity. Go back and tell your elders that the Royal Family will co to settle everything with you soon!"
"This escalated quickly!" Raditz expressed so concern.
His grandfather might handle one Zerast, but with the Grand Emperors, the Hertz Family stands no chance.
Why couldn't those two stay "dead" peacefully? Why stir trouble now?
The Forbidden Curse ended, and with the combined efforts of the Grand Emperors, the palace's disaster was averted, the Breath of Heaven dimd, entering a cooldown period.
"If only this ring had no cooldown," Zhang nglong sighed. Of course, such a ring isn't impossible to make, but Zhang nglong can't craft it yet.
"Kid, who exactly are you?" Hera recalled Zhang nglong at this mont, "Were the Hertz Family's treasures, Forbidden Curse, and Level Six Formation all provided by you?"
"Hera, you're saying he set up that Formation?"
The Grand Emperors naturally noticed the aura from the Hertz Family's Level Six Formation direction as well.
"It must be correct," Hera replied, "I report to the Grand Emperors; the Hertz Family Clan Leader unexpectedly gained two pieces of at least Dao Level magical equipnt and mastered a Forbidden Curse stronger than our Royal Family. Last night, Father suffered at their hands."
"Is there such a thing?"
"Yes, all this happened after this kid joined their family," Hera said, "I request he be captured and thoroughly interrogated; we might gain sothing."
The old n joined on the battlents, looking towards Zhang nglong, "Are those Hertz Family items yours? Who are you?"
"Yes, I gave them," Zhang nglong stated, "As for who I am."
Zhang nglong slowly took out a robe full of golden stars and wore it, "No more pretense, cards on the table. As you see, I am a Level 500 Jin Xing magician, nicknad Voldemort. Surprised?"
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