Chapter 213

With the same thoughts, not only the Duke of Dhaka Ma, but also the two conspirators standing on the top floor of the shark's tavern.

Count Raphael and his highness guy.

Compared with the Duke of dakama, his highness guy and count Raphael can see the scene of Cecil's arena not far away.

The stable shadow boundary in the field of vision began to crumble, the fine cracks spread to the void, and the courtyard almost turned into ruins can be vaguely seen under the mottled night sky and starlight.

And standing figures covered by scarlet light.

Then, the color of horror appeared in the pupils of his highness guy and count Raphael. The dark sky was torn open by a great existence, and the smell of sulfur and disgust poured into limontanlu, indicating that the great existence came from the bottomless abyss.

In particular, the shadow world that is about to break seems to have a huge gray black fist falling space, tearing open the space storm between planes.

They didn't dare to spy on the follow-up. The breath under the legendary crown surrounded them all the time and intimidated everyone.

Until the magic wave caused by the violet mage tower filled the sky over Limon tannu, calmed the trace of destructive power, and countless spreading space cracks.

His highness guy and count Raphael looked at each other. They knew that it should be cleggie's crown. They felt the familiar breath of energy passing through limontanlu.

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Violet mage tower.

The light purple patterns render the night, just like flowers in full bloom. Layers of transparent halos like ripples dissipate in the sky.

Craig stood on the balcony at the top of the tower like a sculpture, and the situation within the shadow boundary was reflected in his turbid eyes. When dreus shook the shadow face with the black cutter, Scripps attacked, his exclamation appeared on his old face.

From the time when he entered the legend, he rarely saw gifted people who had the ability of knight to rival the legend. Most of them were also the heirs of those ancient families. In the kingdom of stoke, he saw such a figure for the first time. Unfortunately, the gifted person did not belong to the volant family.

The index finger of the right hand gently touched the void like a button. The mage tower cast in the traditional way released surging elemental energy and calmed the destructive energy surging from the broken shadow world.

The thin water mist permeated limontanlu. The energy tidal effect generated after the energy collision and annihilation of the two was quickly covered up, accompanied by the terrorist scene of the psychedelic Cecil arena. At this time, most ordinary people did not know what happened.

Eh? Craig's expression moved slightly, and the light blue light flashed in his pupil. Soon his eyes crossed the distance of space and directly reflected into the deep crack.

The cyan hurricane swept through the peaks, and then shot down Scripps high above. The gorgeous and noble devil Lord's palace collapsed and the dust was flying all over the sky.

"Sure enough, it's another legend." Craig whispered. He didn't guess wrong. There must be someone behind the little guy from the north, but he didn't know who it was.

Now, in the broken space and the abyss of waste soil, the hidden figure can not be hidden, and the breath of the law of the wind remains in the increasingly chaotic scene.

"Lloyd, you're right. There are many forces staring at the delicious [fat meat] of stoke kingdom!" Craig looked at the sleeping palace, his inexplicable thoughts surging in his mind.

The rotten roots began to affect the stability of the Kingdom, which was the sequelae of the ten-year Patriotic War. Too many forces hidden in the dark took root at the bottom.

"I hope you can succeed this time, otherwise the kingdom of stoke can really......" under the ruthless time, Craig has seen too many things, and his once hot heart has dried up and solidified.

From the moment he became a legend, he was doomed to some things, including becoming the master of the violet mage tower, guarding this kingdom from ordinary to prosperous, and then falling from prosperity to mediocrity, and then you can feel the result now.

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In the ruins courtyard, wisps of green wind dispersed. Dreus stepped out from the center of the storm. His ragged clothes covered his burly body. After taking over the armor thrown by modrian, the symbol of the Knox Empire regained its cold and dignified appearance again.

"How about? Facing the attack under the legendary crown?" modrian stared at dreus in front of him, and the rest of his eyes noticed the shining scarlet black cutter.

"It's a good feeling. At least I'm determined to move forward." dreus lowered his head, looked at his palm, and felt the blood and madness that had almost disappeared before. After he became one of the three member Parliament of trefari, he became a symbol of the strength of the noxas empire. He was more concerned about the forward direction and imperial journey of the noxas empire.

The battle just now reminds him of the feeling of fighting on the battlefield when he was young, especially the collision with the demasia Empire, which is a memory worthy of remembrance and tribute.

"Really? I don't want you to get into trouble," modrian said with a smile, patting dreus on the shoulder. "Maybe I think too much. I don't believe that the current failure will defeat the hands of Knox."

Dreus opened his mouth and burst into a silent smile. He immediately stood silently behind modrian and recovered his injury. Ghana's [eye of the storm] did not completely cure him. The breath from the bottomless abyss eroded his body like the poison of bone decay. He needed to rely on his own life force to expel and annihilate these strange smells.

Click! Click! Click!

The piercing sound suddenly sounded, attracting the eyes of modrian people. The broken shadow world gradually became illusory, and the real breath crowded the ruins courtyard along the dark gap.

Black and white fade, bright colors fill the vision, and the spring breeze blowing across his face. The fresh world makes modrian who has just returned a little uncomfortable. It seems different from the imagination. Shouldn't it appear more magical?

It was not until the stars fell at night that modrian suddenly came back. Similarly, he felt countless eyes, exploration and doubt, horror and anger, greed and excitement. All kinds of eyes with different emotions focused on the exposed ruins.

Without waiting for his command, the standing dreus took a step forward. Even the seriously wounded, the momentum of cold killing suddenly came and dispersed many people with different thoughts.

Modrian looked around and left here with steps. The elegant courtyard turned into ruins and was no longer suitable for living. He needed to find another place. However, he didn't have to work hard this time, but many forces would be willing to provide it.

[Ding... After a bloody fight, he successfully repelled the shadow side of the pit lord Scripps!]

[temporary task: Shadow battle, completed successfully!]

[obtain reward: random equipment card!]

[evaluation: everyone's legendary road is different, but its continuous road will always contact with the branches of other roads. Now, the Lord of shadow flow · rob seems to find his own way.]

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