Chapter 226

The huge scarlet snake roared in the night sky, and the fine scales reflected the dim starlight. In contrast, the dimly lit building looked so small, and so did modrian in front of the building.

Turning his head and looking at the red pillar of the sky in the night sky behind him, modrian's face was slightly heavy. He felt the dangerous breath around this space, and he hesitated whether to give up at this moment.

Wheeze!

A wisp of green wind fell from the sky, like the wind spirit shuttling through the night sky, then tore open the dense rain curtain and quietly swept into the luxurious buildings.

He seemed to be aware of something. Modrian looked at the blue blue bird on his left shoulder. His light and exquisite wings stirred slightly, and the pure green beak seemed to be telling words.

Suddenly, a faint breeze blew across modrian's face and faded his inner hesitation. He looked at the dimly lit buildings in front of him, and an inexplicable smile appeared on his face.

Dreus, who faced the mirage of the scarlet giant snake, also felt the elements of the wind surging behind him. He held the black cutter tightly with his hands, and the scarlet cloak floated behind him.

Boom!

When the right foot stepped on the ground, the dark gray marble broke into pieces, pieces of muddy dust rolled up, and the rain hit the wall.

Dreus leaped high, and his calm black eyes looked directly at the illusion of the red giant snake suspended in the night sky.

[crippling strike]!

In an instant, a bright red light bloomed in the thunderstorm night sky, and the cold rain could not quench the blood in dreus.

At the moment, the calm eyes were already full of madness and killing. The black cutter held high above his head and waved suddenly.

Prick!

The bright red axe blade cut through the vast night sky, and then the huge scarlet giant snake phantom was divided into two from the middle of the head, turned into a little psychedelic blood light, and dissipated along the dense rain.

Modrian looked at dreus falling to the ground in front of him, and his white face was full of smiles.

"Go in and let's see what's strange inside!"

The illusory snake shadow dissipated, revealing the previously broken wooden doors, and there was no other way to prevent modrian and his party from entering the interior of the building.

It was still trefari soldiers walking ahead, with sharp gun blades piercing the building walls for the passage of war horses.

Then modrian walked forward with Sigrid, but when he looked down, he saw that the face of his female partner was very pale.

"Why? Is there anything uncomfortable? Or does the smell here make you uncomfortable?"

Sigrid gently lifted her long Lavender hair and said weakly, "if, I mean if, there will be fatal danger in it, will you give up entering it?"

When the fantasy under the crown of the cunning scarlet giant snake Archibald dissipated in the void, she felt the familiar and strange breath, the familiar breath came from the bottomless abyss, and the strange one did not know which abyss it was.

DANGER!?

Modrian frowned, glanced at the building entered by trefari's soldiers, looked down at the pitiful Sigrid, and said softly, "I don't know what you mean by danger, but there are some things I must do."

In this whirlpool that is about to sweep limontanlu, even the stoke Kingdom, he urgently needs to summon heroes to help him stabilize the situation.

The establishment of Valoran leader has made him lack of skills, and all the heroes under his command have their own places, but there are still many aspects that can not be taken care of.

He did not know the final result of the storm, but he had to prepare for it in advance. Moreover, he had a hunch that things were not simple. It was likely that the end of limontanlu was not the final end, and more things would happen in the future.

The [temporary task: Revenge of followers] is very important at the moment. The random hero card rewarded by the task can summon a hero from Valoran for free.

The quiet and silent atmosphere appeared in front of the wooden door. Sigrid carefully looked at modrian and felt the eye light like the tip of a needle behind her. Finally, she bit her lips, tore off a corner of the red and beautiful dress, slightly exposed a section of white legs like jade, and stepped into a dangerous place.

……………………

When modrian stepped into the interior of the building, he took the light of the torch, and the thick blood almost covered the vision. The smooth ground, magnificent copper columns and golden stairs were full of dripping blood and gathered into a stream.

Not far away, vosmann and Horace are leading the trefari Legion soldiers to be ready, but the strange atmosphere makes the horses tremble uneasily, and the heavy breathing echoes in the empty environment.

"What's the matter?" mordrian asked, coming close to vosmann.

"My Lord, the disciples of the shadow stream report that there is an abnormal situation ahead." vosman jumped down from the red war horse, bowed and said.

"Abnormal situation?" before modrian asked, a distorted shadow appeared at his feet, from which the figure of robbery appeared.

"It's Saroyan Craig vallant. The prince is locked up in an unknown magic formation." without too much nonsense, he replied directly.

With the words of robbery falling, a touch of surging life energy breath flashed away. Modrian glanced at Horace, who was slightly restless, and made him quiet with indifferent eyes.

Revenge, revenge at hand, can really make the mood out of control. Modrian himself has experienced when facing Kadir.

But now is not the time. The unknown environment gives him a strong sense of oppression, especially the dripping blood indicates some bad things.

For example, is it related to the red sky light column outside!?

Dada! Dada!

Taking the reins led by trefari soldiers, modrian took count Sigrid in his arms and rode a war horse. His soft body brought a soft feeling.

The pace of progress did not stop, and special burning torches began to slowly illuminate the interior of the building, which also made the building more cold and strange.

WOW!

Suddenly, a slight chain shaking sound sounded, and modrian immediately pulled the reins and looked at the source of the sound.

The strange and frightening picture suddenly appeared in front of us, like the magic Rune burning with blood red flame. Over it, five dark and hard chains flew across the sky, directly penetrating the figure in the center of the magic array, one limb each, and one penetrating the heart.

And the end of the sticky blood gathered into the stream is also here. The blood flowing along the direction is poured into the magic array, and then absorbed by the dark chain and slowly injected into the body of the miserable figure.

"Saroyan!"

Once repressed hatred was released at this moment. Horace revealed the name of the figure in front of him, and his calm face was ferocious.

When he came out of the shadow, forced by many forces peeping around, he gave up the opportunity provided by Lord modrian and chose to suppress his desire for revenge and his painful heart.