Chapter 433

The extremely bright Atlas of stars is embedded in the blue and white mage tower dome. In the light magic light, stars of different sizes are flashing unique, real and vivid colors.

However, it was not this atlas of stars that attracted the old mage's attention.

But in the center of the atlas, there is a badly damaged mud stone slab, like a broken fragment.

The dim and illusory light flows along the established track of the earth stone slab, a little bit, like a rotten old man, walking slowly on the surface traces of the dry stone slab.

The abnormal fluctuation made the old mage wake up from meditation. Countless days and nights, he was always paying attention to the calculated fate track. Only this time, when he opened his eyes, he noticed the slightly changed track.

Thoughts surged, and deep and quiet eyes reflected the previously predicted fate trajectory. The first half almost did not change, but there was a touch of abnormality at the end of the light, which showed that fate was affected and some subtle changes occurred at the moment.

Still within the scope of acceptance, the old mage has paid attention to similar phenomena in the past years

Buzz!

The sound like the sound of insects echoed in the dome and caused inexplicable energy agitation. The old mage stared at the sudden change of the fate stone (fragments).

The dim light walking along the established fate track seems to be disturbed by powerful external factors, and faintly collapses. Finally, the established fate track completely changes its direction and advances towards the opposite surface traces.

"What happened to this......" the old mage whispered to himself, his wrinkled face full of amazement and fear. "How could it lead to such a strange change in the fate slate (fragments)

In his incomparably long life, he has seen similar changes in the fate slate (fragments) by the son of fate, but he has never caused such a strong phenomenon, or even completely changed the direction of the fate track.

Transparent ripples emerged in the mage tower. The old mage inspired his spiritual power to absorb a gray stone similar to the fate stone plate from a distance. The surface rubbings have simple traces, much like a masterpiece of graffiti.

"According to the previously predicted timeline, this is the period of outbreak of plague, sweeping many kingdoms around the eilanfaro Empire, including the southern territory of the eilanfaro empire." the old mage said softly with his fingers gently touching the traces of gray stones

"Hidden behind it is the plague hating God greeras, hidden in the 19th Abyss: the evil goddess who hates the abyss."

"The plague lasted 289 days, devouring and destroying the lives of millions of intelligent creatures. The subsequent waves attracted the attention of three gods, including the goddess of wealth, the God of power and the God of ice and snow storm, and plotted to jointly deal with grelas."

"Finally win, break up the God body of grelas, expel her from the main material plane, and divide up the belief of the human kingdom."

Poof!

The gray stone in the palm of his hand slowly burst, turned into mud and dust and dissipated in the air. The old mage in white robe was a little pale, and his spiritual breath suddenly dropped.

This is the established fate track.

Now, it has completely changed.

The old mage looked up at the fate stone slab (fragments) in the dome of the mage tower. His deep eyes were full of worry. I don't know whether the fate change at this time is good or bad?

Melancholy entangled, but do not want to change in the field of vision.

In the bright catalogue of stars, a star flashing green light slowly darkens and melts into the catalogue. According to the observation results of the old mage, there are gods and don't want anyone to notice their movements.

But then, the star shining with green light passed through the catalogue of stars like a meteor, with a sad ribbon, completely disappeared.

"God... You know..."

The old mage got up in an instant and stared at the atlas of stars on the dome for a long time.

"It's the God of pestilence, grace!"

It seems to think of something. The spirit of the old mage spreading outside touched the communication device in the mage Tower: "immediately send a letter to the eilanfaro Empire and the ice and snow temple. If the northern snow tower wants to know the specific information of the plague, it can exchange any information!"

"In addition, launch our relationship to obtain information related to the plague... Is Craig in the stoke kingdom? Inform him that the North snow tower allows his request, but needs information in exchange."

"Yes, tower master!"

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Eilanfaro Empire, a hill near the gate of sorrow.

"Divine meteorite!" Archduke balas stood quietly on the top of the hill, showing his mature and elegant aristocratic temperament. On his side was a pro guard in blue armor, holding a sword to guard around.

"What a beautiful rainbow." looking at the colorful rainbow covered with the sky, grand duke balas expressed inexplicable emotion, and a little complex emotion appeared on his hard and resolute face.

"Kill gods in the main material plane!"

"Philan, where did you find your ally? The hidden strength is really terrible." looking back on the experiences of philan and Wales, it seems understandable, and his original casual attitude also converged.

"Report the collected information to me again, focusing on the time period of occurrence and the energy anomaly caused by..." Archduke balas turned and looked at the Scout commander in front of him, said in a deep voice, with an extremely dignified look.

Every word, every question and answer.

As time passed quietly, Archduke balas successfully restored some information about the aftermath of the battle from the words of the Scout commander, but the specific battle was not clear, and he would not rush over, which would cause hostility between the two sides, especially at the key moment of killing gods and harvesting booty.

"Now it seems that Phelan's decision is very good, but I have to go to Wangdu to meet those old friends." Archduke balas looked back again at the beautiful rainbow, and then chose to leave silently.

Valoran's exposed strength really deserves more resources from the balas family, and the cooperation between the two sides is also very pleasant. Unfortunately, the premise now is that the Empire will agree to continue to cooperate.

The baras family will always be the baras family of the elanfaro Empire, which is the supreme principle for the survival of the Millennium family.

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Stoke Kingdom, Limon Tanlu, violet mage tower.

The afterglow of the morning glow falls on the spire, setting off each other with the exquisite purple patterns engraved on the tower body. The light purple fog is hazy, like a blooming violet flower.

"Feel it? Craig, the stoke kingdom will be destroyed in front of the Valoran collar." ogst stands in the white jade railing, his blue hair scattered on his shoulders, and his indifferent eyes look at the north.

Craig, the guardian of stoke Kingdom, still kept his old appearance. Hearing the words in front of him, he whispered, "should I call you guy? Or frost Whisperer ogst?" then the old man smiled bitterly.

"It's my fault that I didn't notice your abnormality under my eyes!"

"It doesn't matter. You can call me guy and ogst as one." ogst smiled calmly. He was trying hard to make the previous agreement with modrian. Of course, the sudden outbreak of the battle was unexpected.

But fortunately, the result is good. At least for him, he can get the help of Valoran in the future to complete the task of stoke king.

"It's time to make a decision, Craig."

As if he had not heard the words of ogst, Craig quietly sorted out his emotions. The promises he had made could not be implemented, which also represented the end of the responsibility to guard the wallant family. "How many years? Since I received the help of the volant family and became a legend, until now?... well... People are old and forget time." he shook his head gently, looked down at the wrinkled palm, and it's time to pursue his legendary road.

But before that, Craig had one more thing to do. His turbid eyes looked at ogst in front of him with great interest and whispered, "I'm a little curious. Why do you dare to step into the mage tower of the legendary caster alone?"

"Do you think your strength is strong enough? Or... Do you think the situation in Stoke kingdom is settled and I should accept the coming fate?"

Hearing the sound, ogst took a few steps back, levitated and left the white jade railing. The cold fog haunted his body: "what do you want to do? The stoke Kingdom has been unable to return to the sky, the blood of the volant family has been destroyed, and everything is about to change."

"I don't want to do anything." Craig shook his head, the turbidity in his eyes faded, and a light mist filled his eyes. "I just hate your appearance!"

"Hmm?" sensing the dangerous smell, the cross shaped blue Rune in ogst's pupil rotates at a high speed, and the endless cold spreads along the tower, trying to freeze the mage tower in front of him.

As a shadow leaped, Jasper flickered out of the darkness, like an inky dagger stained with a little dark green, and stabbed 'guy' ogst in front of him at a very fast speed.

As the chief manager of the vallant palace, Jasper is not only a shadow assassin on the road to legend, but also controls the intelligence system of stoke kingdom. Finally, he found that his loyal king died quietly and even turned into the ultimate enemy.

"Legendary assassin, legendary caster." the frost condensed into a crystal clear shield around the body, and ogst looked at them with a slight mockery. "The smell of hatred, want to kill me?"

"No, I know the horror of the Dragon lich, so I specially prepared a big gift for you." Craig floated on the top of the violet mage tower, looked down at ogst, and a gray stone appeared in the palm of his hand, with cracks on the surface.

[space · eternal exile]!

Ding!

The grayish white stone is broken, and there is a force to tear open the space. The crimson purple pattern engraved on the tower body is also like a violet flower blooming at this moment, like Jasper in the shadow, madly overdrawing his body's strength, chopping the diffuse deep ice cream again and again, cooperating with the magic released by Craig, and then the invisible and transparent power crosses the void, Firmly shackled ogst's body.

"Goodbye, I hope this will leave you a deep lesson to remember. Don't easily step into the mage tower of a legendary caster."

The dark space crack closed, and ogst's figure disappeared in the violet mage tower.

"What are you going to do?" Craig asked, looking slightly tired at Jasper in front of him. In order to exile ogst, the energy stored in the violet mage tower was almost consumed by more than half.

"What about you?" the silent Jasper asked. The sudden collapse of the volant family was unexpected. The rise of the Valoran collar attracted too much attention.

"I should pursue my own legendary road." Craig looked North in the glow of the morning glow. "North snow Tower!"

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Valoran collar, Aaron hills.

Dreus once led his noxasian cavalry to a bloody victory here.

Today, in the light red glow of the morning glow, you can see a fleeing motorcade, with light cavalry guards on both wings. In the center is a motorcade full of wealth and materials. The noise of chaos continues to sound, mixed with the voice of scolding and commanding.

From a distance, it looks like gray clouds condensing yellow dust, crawling forward and rolling.

"Is it exciting to give hope first and then despair?" the Knox soldiers in black armor appeared in the hills. A bearded man in fur coat walked in the front, with a wolf skin cloak on his shoulders and a pair of ring handle battle axes on his back.

"Well, if you don't talk, it's equivalent to your acquiescence."

"Lord dreven, what should we do now?" Horace was fully armed and the life energy in his body couldn't stop surging.

"How?" dreven looked at Horace with a bloody smile and wild eyes. "What do you say you should do to become a believer in the temple of wealth and betray Valoran? Little guy."

"The death knell rings for them!"

Dreven took down his axe from behind, looked very relaxed and said, "it's time for me to perform."

"Take a good look and learn. This will be the most popular performance in Valoran's collar in the future!"

[bloody sprint]!

[bloody sprint: dreven gains additional movement speed and attack speed in a short time. The additional movement speed will be reduced sharply during the duration, but you can continue to gain additional movement speed through the flying Axe Skill.]

The red glow appeared at the feet of dreven, and the forward speed was suddenly improved. A pair of ring handled battle axes in their hands entered the stage of extreme rotation, setting off a white air flow.

In a moment, he caught up with the fleeing motorcade, and the light cavalry galloping in his wild eyes.

"Axe ready, show begins!"

[rotating flying axe]!

[whirling Axe: dreven's next attack will cause huge additional physical damage. The axe thrown will be ejected from the target into the air. If dreven catches it, he will gain an additional whirling axe effect. Dreven can gain up to two whirling axe effects during one skill use.]

Poof!

Dreven laughed wildly and walked towards the cavalry camp. The ring handle flying axe was thrown out. The extremely sharp axe blade easily cut the armor and reaped the life of the light cavalry.

But strangely, the ring handle flying axe ejected from the death target with strange strength and returned to dreven's hands. Next, he threw the ring handle flying axe with his left and right hands very quickly, which will take the life of a light cavalry every time.

Before the charge was completed, the light cavalry who rushed had been slaughtered under dreven's flying axe. How could dreven let go of the remaining ten or so who wanted to ride their horses and escape.

The thick blood flowed again in the Aaron hills. It was no longer a way of war, but a bloody entertainment called execution.