Chapter 413

Current facts.

Before the Valoran collar officially left the stoke Kingdom, modrian still belonged to the real Baron canonized in the Kingdom, at least in name. Therefore, in terms of address, he called it in the way of ordinary nobles

Guy Craig varant.

His royal highness, once the great prince, is now the supreme power of stoke kingdom.

Looking at guy under the dark night sky, modrian was surprised, which was beyond imagination.

As for the invaders, he once considered that they might be the noble scouts in the territory, the lizards in the behlik Kingdom, or the plague hating God of the gate of sorrow,

I never thought it would be the ruler of the Kingdom, and I still appeared alone in lakstark fortress,

"Something's wrong," Swein reminded abruptly, with a touch of scarlet color flashing madly in his eyes, and a faint black fog hidden in the night. "According to the intelligence collected by the shadow stream disciples, the so-called Lord guy should have just entered the legendary road, but the guy in front is not just a legend."

When the steps stopped, modrian retreated quietly and looked dignified. He never ignored svein's guess, because he had never made a mistake up to now. At the right time, AI Weng's mental fluctuation is linked to his mind: the human body suspended in the air has an introverted Frost Breath, which is terrible and huge, but it is still within his ability.

Something very unusual.

Ogst's heart was a little angry. He walked in the kingdom with this human body. He enjoyed many courtesies and visits, which made the boring soul of countless years slightly active and full of inexplicable complacency, but he finally encountered setbacks in this legendary territory.

He looked at the emerald green branches protruding from the void. The cold frost was restless in his eyes and turned into blue runes.

This is the independent warning of the soul of noumenon segmentation, suggesting the danger behind the branches.

"Valoran collar, it's really not easy. I'm eager to see which old guy did it?" ogst was on guard carefully. None of the old guys who could enter the main material plane at this time was a fuel-saving lamp. He didn't want to lose the human body that fit the soul.

The sound of surprise sounded in the night, and a memory flashed in ogst's eyes. It was a familiar voice. In Harriman castle in edalas City, the characters in memory were

Modrian Peris, the Lord of this legendary territory.

Ogst glanced at the sound source with the remaining light from the corner of his eye. In a short time, countless ideas surged in his mind and held him? Gangsters and hostages? Plan a route to leave the fortress? Or just looking for the old guy behind it?

Until he saw the silver haired middle-aged man in a black and red coat and the sky blue bluebird falling on modrian's shoulder, his eyelids couldn't help jumping.

"Can I swear?" ogst's heart jumped out strange ideas and searched his long memory of survival. It seemed that there were no vicious swearing, and he had never encountered the current embarrassing situation. "Three demigods? No, we should say at least three demigods." there are already three guys who compare with the strength of demigods in front of him. As for whether there is hiding, it is certain from the dark idea of mankind.

"Now, who can tell me why there are so many demigods in the legendary territory?"

Not to mention his inner anxiety, ogst noticed the faint sign of danger behind the green branches since the emergence of the human Lord. He was a little confused. He immediately looked at modrian and realized that the meaning represented was not simple.

Lifting his blue and white robe, ogst revealed his face. His blue hair was scattered on his shoulders. His white and indifferent face seemed to lose emotion, slightly stiff and strange: "Baron modrian, haven't seen it for a long time." his familiar tone did not see the majesty of the Lord of a country.

He is not an ordinary human king, at least the existence in the soul is so, so he can see a lot of things clearly in terms of insight and vision.

The existence of demigods has embarked on the road of pursuing divinity and eager to ignite divine fire, which is far from being comparable to legends. Especially in the main material plane, demigods are almost equivalent to top existence. They peep at many greatness that are high and exist forever.

So ogst was surprised by the number of demigods in Valoran's territory and their respectful attitude towards a human Lord, which filled his heart with confusion.

"I haven't seen you for a long time." modrian reported with caution and never moved forward.

Looking at guy in front of him with deep and quiet eyes, he recalled the scene when he met for the first time. His highness, the indifferent and arrogant prince, oppressed him to enter limontanlu to explore and clear the obstacles on his way in order to pursue the supreme Kingdom power.

The memories of the past, and therefore, Valoran led to the stoke kingdom to show his bloodthirsty tusks.

"What I want to know is, who is your excellency? Guy won't enter Valoran's collar so rashly." modrian smiled softly and said carelessly, but both sides knew the meaning of the words.

The straight to the point attitude slightly changed ogst's look. Obviously, the hands and feet of his soul were found.

The respectful attitude converged. He straightened his body and a touch of blue light overflowed in his eyes. The pure transparent frost suddenly fell in the black night, and the endless cold spread from the ground into an absolute extremely cold field.

"Frost Whisperer ogst, say hello to you." indifferent words sounded, ogst saluted slightly, like the etiquette between human nobles, but it is more ancient.

Click!

The spreading frost stagnated in front of the stairs. Swein stared at ogst with great interest. The red left hand burned red energy. The black fog hidden in the night was like a surging tide. Bursts of low crow neighing came out of the fog, and the bright red eyes appeared alternately, tightly wrapped around this area.

"I smell familiar, bottomless abyss? Ha, I've been dealing with you lately."

"It's indeed the power of the demigod, but why can't you smell the taste of the divinity?" ogst looked at svein solemnly. The blue Rune of the cross in his pupil rotated faster and faster. Are they those crazy people who pursue the truth?

"I have no malice. Unlike the God of pestilence, I'm here to seek cooperation." after showing my strength, ogst controlled the extreme cold field to shrink around, and appropriately threw out a message: the God of pestilence.

Looking at Jana on his shoulder, modrian nodded gently, then walked to svein's side, smiled and said, "cooperation? With the devil of the bottomless abyss?" a false smile hung on his face, and he began to get used to it. "But I heard that your devil's contract spirit... Well... There is fraud?"