Chapter 246

In the blue sky, the golden rays scattered around the snow-white tower, and the faint purple patterns showed illusory brilliance. The pure and solemn breath left gradually dissipated. In the unclear scene, only the towering mage tower stood.

At the moment, in the white hall on the top floor of master violet's tower, the neat floor is covered with countless cracks, the walls engraved with mysterious patterns are broken, and frost can be seen on the ground from time to time.

Moira stood pale on one side, and her violent breathing told of her fatigue; Dubois on the other side leaned against the wall, blood spread in the corners of his mouth, and his body trembled slightly.

"Hey, under the crown of Craig, everything has been decided and the king has been established. Do you want to continue to fight?" Dubois laboriously took out an iron pot from his arms, drank a mouthful of strong wine, and looked at Craig, who was not far away, with a wave free face. His heart was full of weakness.

He thought that the gap with Craig was not too big. Until he took the shot, he thoroughly understood the differences in the legendary road. Everyone pursued different laws and traveled different roads, creating a gap in strength. He had tried the ups and downs.

"Legendary casters, especially those with their own mage tower, really can't provoke."

Wipe the wine stains on the corners of his mouth at will. Dubois waits for Craig's answer. He knows that there will be no problem with his own safety. After all, they represent the noble parliament, um... Specifically, it should be said that Moira represents the noble parliament, and he is only a hired mercenary.

Now that the punishment has been imposed, it's time to say something gorgeous.

Dubois had already seen through the hypocrisy of these nobles and was so happy. The task of rich remuneration was rare. Moreover, as a legendary soldier, he had rough skin and thick flesh. Now he recovered after lying dead in a few days.

Huh? Dubois's face changed slightly and turned to look outside the Whitehall. He felt the strange spell fluctuation, but the exposed breath stepped into the legendary road.

Not only him, Moira and Craig also turned their heads to the source of the spell.

Da Da! Da Da!

The clear footsteps sounded, the door opened slightly, revealing a tall figure in a mage's robe, ice blue hair scattered on his shoulders, deep eyes looked around, and finally landed on Craig.

"Guy Craig vallant, I've seen Craig under the crown." guy looked at the old man half floating in the air in the middle of the Whitehall and nodded slightly.

"Excuse me for coming uninvited!"

Then, he looked at the other two people, and the color of doubt flashed on his white face. He didn't expect to encounter an accident on this violet trip. The two legends were crowned and looked at the damage marks in the hall. It was obvious that they had fought.

As for the victory, he clearly felt that the other two legends were deeply injured, while Craig was intact.

Craig looked down at guy who appeared here at the moment. His wrinkled face showed a trace of memory. The former youth was already a legend, but he saw a trace of magic breath in each other's body. Was it the pen under ogst's crown?

"I've seen your majesty guy!" Craig took a light breath, dispersed the spell, gently landed on the floor, and bowed slightly to guy to show his respect.

It's not about strength. It's a salute to guy's current identity.

"You two, this is it. Maybe you don't want to stay in the mage tower when it's time to leave?" Craig looked at Moira and Dubois, with a trace of anger and fatigue in his eyes.

The noble Council is worthy of being the noble Council, a giant that still stands from ancient times to today.

"Teacher, we'll leave if we offend you this time!" Moira whispered. At last, she glanced at the teacher in front of her, and then resolutely tore up the scroll. The vague space fluctuated and twinkled. She took Dubois and left limontanlu directly.

The task they shoulder has been completed, and the follow-up will naturally be handled.

Hiss! Hiss!

The blue mist suddenly appeared in the Whitehall, cleaning up the broken traces in the aftermath of the battle. It was said that it was a fight. In fact, it was just relying on the strong spiritual power and the surging spell energy to suppress the other two people.

The real battle between legends will not be so small. We can see from the situation of the bottomless abyss before. One or two, the breath of heaven and earth is enough to completely destroy limontanlu. (previously, Craig relied on the violet mage tower to stop the spread of the aftermath of the battle.)

"They are also the handwriting left by his majesty Lloyd, from the noble Council!" Craig said quietly after handling it. He had always paid attention to St. Bernard's palace. He had already noticed Lloyd's situation.

There is also the movement of frost Whisperer ogst, who is a terrible strong man who rings through the bottomless abyss. Even he who controls the violet mage tower is extremely afraid.

"The road of legend is hard to walk. If you don't understand something, you can often ask me."

When Craig said this, it means that he has recognized guy's throne, which also means that violet mage tower will stand behind guy and continue to protect stoke kingdom.

With a light step, guy stood out of the white jade railing, half behind Craig, to show his inner respect.

Silence fell, and the afternoon breeze floated between them, blowing a touch of coolness until soft words sounded.

"I still can't accept what happened. Things are going too far..."

Without a word, a trace of confusion appeared on guy's face. As jasper said, he should not trust anyone and show the weakness of the emperor, but who knows the pressure he bears and what he thinks in his heart.

Violet mage tower, crowned by Craig, is the place where he chose to open his heart, because there are his memories and his godfather. After leaving limontanlu, he was the only person who kept in touch with him. (Godfather: a person who gives a Christian name when a baby or young child is baptized and undertakes to undertake his education.)

"Who can really grasp the track of fate..." Craig looked at the changeable sky, and there was a trace of sadness in his eyes. Speaking, his friendship with Lloyd can be traced back far, which can be regarded as an old friend. (Legends live much longer than ordinary people and professionals.)

"Only by controlling yourself can we grasp the future!"

The profound words dissipated in the air with the blowing breeze. Guy slightly recovered and looked at Limon Tanlu after the blood rain under his feet. His look gradually returned to his original indifference.

"Under the crown of Craig, what do you think of Baron modrian?"

Hearing the speech, Craig's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and his old color became more and more obvious. Modrian's figure was reflected in his turbid eyes. He was the little guy he had noticed in the violet mage tower.

"I'm not sure. It may be an ancient force. At least two legends exist, so try not to provoke the forces behind modrian."

The scene of fighting in the bottomless abyss is still vivid. The fall of legend is not an easy thing to cover up. Maybe soon, the forces behind modrian will surface.

"And he should have no intention of participating in the dispute of stoke Kingdom, otherwise they wouldn't sit and watch the succession of the throne last night," Craig turned his head and said solemnly to guy.

"Do you want revenge for the little guy Saroyan?"