Chapter 225

In the dark night sky, dim stars are scattered, and wisps of shadows erode the luxury buildings along the streams accumulated by the cold rain water. The blood red brilliance can be seen faintly and disappear in an instant.

Perhaps aware of the strange atmosphere, vosman commanded trefari's soldiers to hold heavy lances and form a defense array to silently guard and follow modrian.

At the end of the dark gray marble Road, a dimly lit building stands.

It's hard to imagine that in this luxurious building complex, there will be a place where the magic lights go out and even the trace of candles can't be seen. It's like a dark beast peeping at the arrival of guests.

"This is the place where strange smells gather." modrian clamped his horse's belly, controlled the red war horse, stopped and looked up at the dim and glorious buildings.

He smelled a strong smell of blood, the smell from the building, mixed with a little rotten smell, and some disgusting smell.

With his left hand up, modrian just wanted to wave, but hesitated. The dark green data flow is crazy in the pupil. It is [temporary task: Revenge of followers] flashing on the simple panel of the system. It seems that the ultimate goal is in the building in front of him.

"Dreus!" there was an obscure radiance in his brown eyes. Modrian left Sigrid's warm arms with his right hand, looked up at the misty night sky of the rainstorm, and a touch of dim starlight reflected in his pupils.

Creak! Creak!

Firm and heavy footsteps trample on the muddy road. Dreus drags the black cutter and the extremely sharp axe blade to cut the cold stream and make deep marks on the marble surface.

In front of the towering mahogany door, dreus's wrists moved, and the scarlet life energy shrouded the axe blade. Turn into a tiger that eats people.

Next moment!

The smell of domineering iron blood filled the cold air. Before dreus stepped on his feet, the black cutter cut down boldly, overturned like an Optimus jade pillar, and cut into the dark red wooden door.

Roar!

The heavy wooden door is broken into pieces, and drops of blood burning like flame are suspended in the air, weaving a huge scarlet giant snake that occupies a large rainy night. The inexplicable roar interferes with the air, blows away the falling rain, and forms a clearly visible white ripple.

"Cunning scarlet serpent Archibald!"

Modrian said word by word. His white face was suddenly dignified. He didn't expect to meet the fourth abyss here: the demon lord of the howling abyss. Although it was only an illusory image, it didn't rule out the real arrival of the devil, just like the situation in the shadow world.

……………………

Aristocratic area, somewhere in the courtyard with bright lights.

Silent guards were scattered in four corners, and cold weapons and armor splashed a little rain, but all this could not hide a large number of panic civilians kneeling on the ground. They were trapped with ropes and placed on the cold rain ground in an inexplicable form.

"Ready, sir!" a low, gloomy voice sounded in the courtyard, and the emerald armor wrapped the figure of the speaker.

"Wait, the opportunity is still in the future......" the exquisite eaves are falling and turned into curtains. A hale and hearty old man with gray hair is looking at the rainy night sky.

Until, a red scarlet snake tore the rain curtain and floated under the dim starry sky, filled with a faint sense of depression in limontanlu.

Cunning scarlet serpent Archibald!

The silent words narrated in the old population. Soon he turned and looked at the emerald figure in front of him. His cold and indifferent eyes revealed suppressed anger and hatred.

"Alcott, start rolling the dice of fate!"

"Archibald's crown sent a signal, and now it's our side. Abyss invasion? Sorry, I'm not responsible for the safety of limontanlu. I just want to get back the glory of the Jeffrey family!"

"Modrian Perez, even if there is a legend behind you? When you are watched by the abyss, everything will disappear into the air!"

If there were an intelligence agent who was familiar with many of the great nobles of stoke Kingdom, he would certainly recognize the old man in front of him, the head of the Jeffrey family, the hereditary Duke of the Kingdom, who almost controlled the top family in the north of the kingdom.

Gold lanwasul Jeffrey!

Of course, the name of [northern Archduke] was very famous a few years ago and also represents the interests of the northern part of the kingdom. However, after the emergence of modrian and Valoran, everything has changed slightly. The reputation of Jeffrey family has been hit. Even after several secret wars, its status has been seriously challenged.

Gold arranged his modest and elegant evening dress a little, swept the civilians in the courtyard with indifferent eyes, walked away and left the words of fate.

"It's time for me to go. His highness Sawyer is still waiting for me at the banquet of the noble Council. The main stage tonight is there."

"By the way, Alcott, remember to clean up here afterwards!"

Seems to think of something, the old figure turned to stare and said, and then disappeared into a slowly rainy night, with a guard following behind him.

Alcott, the commander of the iron thorn army, stood quietly in place. When gold's figure was completely invisible, he turned to look at the civilians in a state of panic and fear and sighed silently.

"Sacrifice begins!"

As soon as the voice fell, the silent guards standing at the four corners of the courtyard took steps, and the cold weapons reflected the starlight and stimulated the blood in the body.

The killing begins!

According to the array, an overflowing viscous blood mixed with the falling cold rainstorm watered the floor and the flashing runes.

Boom!

The red magic energy turned into a pillar of light, which bloomed in the strange formation, scattered the dense rain, and brought up countless ferocious and roaring souls. When you look at it carefully, it looks like those civilians who were just flustered and frightened.

"Get rid of all traces!" Alcott spits out his final words, and then leaves here without looking back. The dead bodies are shocking.

It's not just this.

Slums, commercial areas and civilian residential areas, even the bloody scene that has been found and treated, also bloom red brilliance at this moment, shining the rainstorm night.

Looking down from the sky, you can clearly see the blooming red light, which is engraved in limontanlu in a hexagonal shape, like the ancient six pointed star array left in ancient books, and its center is the luxurious building of his highness Saroyan.

……………………

"Bloody sacrifice?"

Violet mage tower, Dubois looked at the sudden change of Limon Tanlu sky at the moment in surprise, and the red light reflected into the pupil. It seemed that Limon Tanlu's situation began to become confusing.

"Under the crown of Craig, are you sure you don't want to do it?"

Moira on the other side also looked at the quiet purple figure in front of her. There was a trace of sadness on her beautiful face. Compared with Dubois's perception, she noticed the familiar disgust in the air.

"No, not yet, this little scene is not enough to seduce the guys hidden in the dark." Craig took it calmly under his crown, looked at the sky blue bluebirds flying in the black night sky in his turbid eyes, fluttered his wings and waved his illusory wings, causing a continuous rotating breeze.

……………………

On the ancient and majestic city wall, Duke dakama stared at six red columns of light blooming in the void, behind which stood the purple figure in armor.

"According to the king's order, blockade limontanlu, and kill those who rush through the pass on the spot!"

"Yes!"

The dull voice is like the thunder in the night sky. Purple figures dissipate in the rain curtain. The turbulent life energy is connected into pieces and rush to their respective directions.

……………………

Under the sudden rainstorm, the undercurrent surged, and countless shadows rushed through the streets and hutongs in the vast night. The sentinel war was staged in advance. The cold rain washed the spilled blood, and the bright red halo infected the dark city.

No one can escape. The whirlpool of the storm is becoming more and more intense, sweeping all, including the dimly lit vallant palace.