Chapter 684

Irvindale.

The Crimson Sunset Glow is like a burning flame, which ignites most of the sky and blows through the clouds with the cold wind of autumn, making fireworks more and more popular.

The black buildings near the city are covered with glow, and the noisy voice is gradually silenced.

Boom!

The iron gate of the arena opened, and a turbulent crowd rushed out, mixed with countless curses and excitement.

This is the fanatical atmosphere of winners and losers.

In the dusk street, a motorcade was parked not far away. Members of the mission of the eilanfaro Empire looked at the dark buildings dotted with magic lights in the distance, saw the scattered crowds and saw the return to the silent arena. They looked quite curious.

Until the small door on the left side of the arena opened, a Knox soldier in red armor came out from the inside and quickly arranged a welcome formation.

The members of the mission put away all their thoughts and were full of expectations, because the good play tonight officially came on stage.

Wheel! Wheel!

The motorcade moved slowly towards the arena.

Modrian still places the dinner party inside the arena. Compared with the luxurious and hypocritical aristocratic banquet, he prefers a relatively independent and free communication atmosphere, and can properly cover up any accidents.

The crowd dispersed in the arena.

The faint smell of blood filled the air, setting off the oppressive atmosphere.

The magic lights on both sides of the wall illuminate the road leading to the depths. A Knox soldier guards around, and his indifferent eyes look at the mission of the eilanfaro empire.

However, for the members of the mission who have long been used to many scenes, these small scenes can be ignored and will not feel any discomfort.

Instead, they looked at the interior architectural style with interest.

"Tut Tut, arena? Prison? Why do I think it's more like a military fortress?" a member of the mission said loudly, causing a kind laugh.

Indeed, since they entered the interior of the building, the corridor they saw was narrow and claustrophobic, which could accommodate up to five people. Occasionally, they could see the eaves and the wall piers at the high-rise buildings, with cold light flashing behind them.

Walking forward, the magic light becomes more and more bright.

The relaxed smile of the members of the mission gradually disappeared. A dignified touch climbed up his face, and ripples appeared in his calm eyes to tell the surging of thoughts.

The security guards of the arch Lord are all extraordinary. Well... It can be predicted that the Valoran leader has eaten away the former stoke Kingdom after all.

Grand Knight? Well... Defeat the kingdom of behlik, the Lord of the God of lizard slayer, with great Knight guards, and the members of the mission are still indifferent.

Knight Chief?

Looking at the metal gate, four heavily armored soldiers.

The members of the mission could no longer keep calm. Their eyes involuntarily fell on the soldiers. There were three notches in the chest of the dark heavy armor and a dark red cloak - this was definitely not an ordinary guard.

Even in the mission, the strength of the vast majority of people is just a Knight Commander, or a professional comparable to a Knight Commander.

It is their outstanding strength that makes them assume the important task of the ambassador Valoran.

Now?

Creak! Creak! Creak!

The harsh metal friction sound sounded, and the metal gate opened with a bang.

The members of the mission of the eilanfaro Empire looked at each other silently and looked forward to it? A proud look? They all disappeared at this moment. They moved forward slowly and entered the palace.

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In a wide and silent palace

The bright magic light shines, there are red crystal candles burning on the candlestick around, and the light elk fragrance fills the air.

Looking into the distance, the dark and tall columns are covered with rough patterns. Before and after each column, trefari corps soldiers stand quietly, with dark red cloaks behind them.

Finally, the members of the mission looked at the huge steel throne, on which a handsome young man in a black dress was sitting.

Modrian Peres!

Lord Valoran, under the legendary crown of fame.

After the fall of the lizard God Samuel Anya, the Valoran leader attracted the attention of many temples, especially as the Lord, the secret behind modrian Peris made people jealous.

However, in a few years, a weak aristocrat, a developing territory, became a force comparable to the divine Kingdom on earth.

The palace hall was very wide. People walked along the steps, and the silence filled the ranks.

In addition, the oppression of the trefari soldiers around made every member of the mission restrain all emotions and maintain due respect and etiquette.

In an instant.

The steel throne is in front, and the tall figures standing on the left and right sides show their appearance under the light.

Jericho Swein, the chief counselor of Valoran.

His information appeared in the intelligence along with modrian, and was also recognized by the members of the mission. This is a terrorist strongman who can't find out his specific strength.

Panson!

Only one name appeared in the intelligence, there was no other information, and the only information was about his strength.

A 'mortal' who can confront the God of lizard man Samuel Anya in front!

Because in the traditional cognition of caladimos, only gods are gods' opponents.

Below the steps, Bertram Richard looked at the three people who were talking in a low voice and looked a little hesitant, but as the head of the mission of the aranfalo Empire, he was very clear about what he represented behind him.

Just wanted to come forward, but under modrian's eyes, his thoughts were chaotic and his body stagnated.

"Damn......" Bertram had not had time to respond. Inexplicable fear suddenly appeared from the depths of his soul, instantly involved most of his attention, and the blue divine power set off a shocking wave.

Although he showed dissatisfaction, anger, disregard, arrogance and so on along the way, it doesn't mean he is a fool.

Whether it is the identity of the priest of the ice and snow temple or his legendary power, it can prove his extraordinary.

The reason for the above behavior is that he has a secret mission.

Valoran collar is a "land of gods on the earth". When the gods of the main material plane do not come out, it is definitely a legendary forbidden area. Even a God with weak divine power will not rashly spy on Valoran collar.

The God of lizard man, Samuel Anya, is the best example.

He is a legendary priest. How dare he offend Valoran like this? And it was so obvious on the way.

The blue divine power was boiling. Bertram tried to suppress the fear power in the depths of his soul. However, no matter how hard he tried, his fear was stiff and trembling from the inside out.

"Modrian, how dare he... No, he would never dare to kill a temple priest in front of others."

Bertram forced himself to calm down, but his deep fear, like a recovering devil, echoed in his ears, persuading him to indulge in fear and enjoy indulgent happiness.

"No, I'm a believer in the snow storm goddess..."

"But fear and death are at hand. Once I make a rude move, Valoran has no reason to miss this opportunity..."

"This is a game. I'm just a chess piece..."

"I am a believer of the goddess of ice storm..."

"Fear... I'll face... I'll... Sink!"