Chapter 708

The candle flickered.

In the deep and dark passage, the quiet atmosphere is filled.

When frost Whisperer ogst heard Vladimir's words, he couldn't help shivering. He remembered the horror of the handsome youth in front of him and hurriedly bowed down.

"I'm sorry, Lord Vladimir, I made a mistake."

The eager and humble tone completely failed to see the pride that a high-level legend should have.

The infernal flame Lord Petrick, who was half behind, looked at ogst's humble posture in front of him and didn't look down on him in his heart.

They have bowed their heads once in the face of life.

Now I just want to take Valoran and lead this huge ship through the waves and ride out this chaotic and orderly war storm.

However, compared with Vladimir, Petrick especially missed the time when Galen guarded ChiYan city. At least they didn't have to worry about becoming the experimental object of blood witchcraft.

devil? devil?

During their time with Vladimir, whether ogst or Petrick, they felt that the heinous demon lords they had seen before were nothing at all.

Scarlet reaper, this is their unintentional name from the conversation between modrian and Vladimir.

A devil who yearns for blood!

Although under the strong pressure of modrian's warning, Vladimir was unable to study the blood of mortals, in order to extend his life beyond the laws of nature and control the body and mind of his intelligent creatures at will.

Vladimir aimed his blood witchcraft experiment at some intelligent life, as well as many demons and Demons active in the bottomless abyss.

Shape flesh and blood!

Abnormal blood!

Once again, the extraordinary skills in Valoran reappeared, and Vladimir conducted blood witchcraft experiments in the city of ChiYan in the abyss of original sin.

In that laboratory full of red lines, Vladimir has purified thousands of blood types of different intelligent creatures. It broke down a lot of fresh blood power, and even he saw further opportunities.

Shh!

Vladimir raised a white finger in front of his bloody lips and whispered to ogst, "then keep quiet!"

Indifferent eyes glanced at petrik, who continued to walk in the passage with precise steps.

"Let's go!"

Petrick thought of the vision that Vladimir had just looked at, and his heart was full of haze.

High level legend?

In ChiYan City, in the laboratory with endless blood, legendary corpses can be seen everywhere. Even he saw a blood clan lighting divine fire hanging upside down over the rune array in the center of the laboratory.

"I hope that the great Lord modrian will no longer send us to ChiYan city. No matter where we go, it will be much better than staying on the side of Vladimir."

Petrick and ogst looked at each other vaguely, and then walked to keep up with Vladimir.

Da Da! Da Da! Da Da!

The dull footsteps echoed in the dark passage, and the long and short strange shadows twisted and skewed in the candlelight.

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Lanwasul castle.

This magnificent city once belonging to the Jeffrey family, after the development of walloran in recent years, is no longer what it used to be.

Overlooking the city.

The gray white flag fluttered in the wind, and the engraved golden blade pierced the sky.

The solid and thick wall surface is engraved with countless runes and lights; Just like the deep hole dotted with stars, there are huge and ferocious steel monsters.

Looking down the wall buttresses, behind the city wall stands tall towers that go straight into the sky.

The body of the tower is white, with layers of light silver lines, which spread along the stairs to the top like a nest.

The autumn wind blew his hair. Galen, wearing a madman's armor and holding the sword of divine justice, stood at the top of the most central tower. His firm eyes fell on the windy and sandy yellow sand plain not far away.

The wind rolled back, the gravel flew, and the sky was dark!

The environment of Huangsha plain in the field of vision is completely a restricted area of life.

The land of yellow sand, which has little vegetation and lacks the breath of life, is even more worthy of the name of the life forbidden zone after being ravaged by the tyrannical God Hector.

The continuous sand dunes connect the sky and the earth, and the vast gravel sweeps through any place with the strong wind.

These seemingly small gravels have long been eroded by the residual breath of the abyss and become deadly death blades. The contacts are either dead or injured, especially for ordinary people.

Only in the past six months, this plain like a Yellow Sea has become the gathering place of countless abyss demons. From time to time, brutal abyss monsters rush out of the yellow sand plain and attack towns and villages in the eastern region of Valoran.

Soon, however, the changes in the Huangsha plain attracted the attention of the Valoran leader and quickly became a training place for the demacia Legion.

Every day, a large number of demacia soldiers under the leadership of officers go deep into the yellow sand plain to collect some magic cores while dealing with abyss monsters.

"Shadow flow? Lord, do you have anything to tell?" Galen took back his eyes and looked at the shadow on his side. His dull voice was like a lion.

What answered Galen was a black glow that fell in front of him over the bitter autumn wind.

Black letterhead!

Galen lowered his eyes, noticed the slightly strange postmark on the letter, looked a little confused, and then he immediately opened the letter.

"Tell Bobby and Fiona to return to lanvasul Castle immediately!"

A moment later, a low voice echoed on the top of the white tower.

"Yes, Lord Galen!"

At the stairs on the top of the tower, the demacia bright guard in heavy armor immediately bowed and replied, and hurried downstairs.

"Have you started?"

The blazing white energy burned the black stationery in his hand. Galen looked back to the southwest. His deep eyes seemed to cross the distant distance, reflecting a towering and majestic city.

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Limon Tanlu.

The king's capital in the old times has become one of the most prosperous cities in Valoran.

Across the towering city wall, the noisy and prosperous atmosphere comes from the pavement, and there are many shops on both sides of the street.

The bustling crowd, like the tide, moved along the street; The magic lights on the roadside shine, and everything looks unreal and true.

The busy scene in front of us seems to be a return to the prosperity of the past.

However, the wandering merchants know that places outside Valoran's territory are living in purgatory. Even though the abyss demons have stopped a lot recently, the darkness of the people's hearts has long been eroded, and the chaos still lingers on the karadimos continent.

Aristocratic area, Dale family residence.

This building looks ordinary and has a little luxurious decoration. Every day, there are people waiting at the door, watching and eager to be appreciated.

In the war of the behlik kingdom in the near past, many lucky guys became new nobles because of the noble promotion decree issued by modrian.

Even if the number of nobles in Valoran increased, it did not affect the status of the Dale family.

In the private words of the nobles, the Lord is far away in the Western jungle, and the Dale family has become the most powerful nobles in the eastern region.

Deep in the mansion, in the study with magical lights.

The two most prominent members of the Dale family are sitting opposite each other.

"Father, have you received Yingliu's letter?"

Horace sat in a corner of his study and looked calmly at the Marquis Gardner in front of him.

As one of modrian's only followers, Horace's current status is no less than that of the Dale family, and even the reputation of the [gun of fire] is far better than that of the Dale family in the eyes of some new nobles.

All because of Horace Lindbergh dahler's unique identity.

In addition to the identity of modrian's followers, he was also the first sequential successor of the Dale family. The superposition of the two created Horace's special status.

As the master of the study, the Marquis of Gardner leaned back against his seat, looked happily at his eldest son and whispered, "it seems that our Lord has made up his mind."

"Is it because of the contradiction of the nobility? Or..." recalling the recent frequent accidents in the territory and the almost terrible blasphemy rumors, the Marquis of Gardner felt a surging dark tide.

"Aristocratic contradiction?"

Horace raised his eyebrows and directly interrupted the Marquis Gardner's next words.

"Father, do you think Lord modrian will care about the noise of those nobles?"

"Well... It's also possible. Perhaps the smell of power makes their ambitions extremely inflated. They think Valoran is an old force that nobles can control and influence?"

Hearing Horace's words, the Marquis of Gardner straightened slightly and looked dignified.

The intelligence personnel of the Dale family have also collected some crazy information recently, but there is a gap between the identity of the followers and the information they can access.

"Blame Lord modrian's decision?"

Horace looked cold and thought of some chaos in the territory recently: "the comfortable life makes them forget the most important things."

"Who brought them such a life?"

"Lord modrian and Valoran!"

The light flickered and reflected Horace's white face. He seemed to want to say something, but he thought of some rumors. He pointed to the sky and said, "start as soon as possible, father."

God, do not profane.

In their current status, they can spread almost blasphemous words no more than those crazy people.

With the higher level of contact, the more they can feel the gully between themselves and the gods, especially the vision of the sky a few days ago, they are deeply afraid.

Yes, with the rise of the Valoran collar, the Dale family came into contact with many untouchable levels before, but the more so, they feel more and more small and different from Lord modrian.

As for the small moves of the nobles in the territory, they certainly know that, after all, the status and strength of Dale are there.

Only because modrian remained silent all the time, they couldn't do anything. They had to keep silent and let the nobles fool around.

"Horace."

Marquis Gardner got up and stared at the eldest son in front of him. The bright yellow light reflected his figure in Horace's pupil: "the Dale family will always follow the Lord's steps!"

Order and chaos are about to intertwine, and no one can see their destiny, but the Dale family has at least a glimmer of hope.