Vol 4 Chapter 32

Freya's eyes widened from the air, and she watched as the horsewoman cut another sword at her, but she was seriously injured and could not escape. She couldn't help closing her eyes, and her heart was cold.

But an exclamation replaced the tragic sight that should have happened to everyone.

In the eyes of everyone, a azure lance firmly held the sword in Lauren's hand. The horsewoman immediately realized that the other party had a companion reinforcement, and subconsciously wanted to draw back with a sword, but the next moment, she was surprised to find that she couldn't move herself.

"How could this be!"

Laurenna was startled, and she had never encountered anything like this since she learned the flash sword. She found that it wasn't that she couldn't move with any magic, but felt that the space in which she had control had suddenly become obscure in front of her, and the blade that arbitrarily moved in it seemed to be caught in the frozen ice.

She looked up in horror, looking at the ponytail girl standing in front of her.

Qian didn't say a word, staring at her coldly, holding an Azure Gun.

Another girl in the golden pinnacle. Although Laurenna already knew Brando's strength, she never dreamed that a Tonigel would hide so many geniuses, as if all the Eruin monsters had gathered here.

It was at this time that an indifferent voice came: "The striker uses space movement to directly cause damage, so under the undefeated fate, even the space movement effect has less than 10% of the effect. This is really nothing. "

Hearing this voice, Delphien, who stood behind all the knights, suddenly changed his face.

"Count Tonigel." The woman read the name as if gritted her teeth.

She subconsciously wanted to step back, but the voice shouted first: "Charle."

Immediately after the words fell, an invisible yoke fell out of thin air and landed on every Cruzite present. Then a cold voice came to the ears of these knights:

"The law of space, solidification."

With this voice, Brando's figure has actually emerged from the crowd. He separated the crowd from the previous step to catch Freya falling from the air, and raised his head to stare coldly at the Cruz Prime Minister:

"Ma'am, it seems we've seen each other in the ring of trade winds, right?"

"Veronica wants you to come. Isn't it going to tell you that the Cruzians are ready to declare war against Eruin?"

"If that's the case, be ready to accompany you."

Brando spoke up and was uproaring all around.

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The holy palace of Eliudnier is shrouded in a mass of crickets all year round. The ground of the empty obsidian hall reflects the dark blue light, dark as a mirror, and the twelve pillars of the deceased are reflected in the dark. To support the Gothic dome formed by the stacked bones.

it's here. It is said that the breath exhaled by the living person will be frozen into ice crystals like glass **** instantly. Therefore, the hall is always frozen with ice, and the hunger and mourning that ran through the corridor like a mad slang lingering on the vault.

Residents around Jingwan (1) believe that 'hungry and mournful' is the scream of corpses crawling out of the abyss. The Warnd often thought that the breathing of the dead would form wind, so they lingered. In fact, even before the founding of Madara, this natural landscape already existed here.

(Note the Gulf today between North Eruin and Saint-Osor)

In the presence of the wind howling, the black knights in black robes passed between the corridor posts, and the metal hook-shaped ornaments at the end of the cape were dragged and echoed. The dark courtiers passed through the giant spirit spider mothers crouching on either side of the dead pillars. With their eyes shining like four pairs of lanterns, they stood in two columns in the center of the hall without saying a word. There is silence as one.

Instaron stood at the very end of the hall, standing side by side with Tagus, watching the scene with interest. Unlike most old-fashioned dead souls that are as dead as their lives, he has a wide range of knowledge. He knows the customs of the ancient kingdom opposite the black Brahman rose, and the Cruzians. The splendid culture even knows that in most mortal literature around Eruin and Cruz, the black knight is a mistake of undead creatures such as skeletons wearing armor. In fact, it is very different from most rumors. Even in Madara is a very special undead. Most of their territories are close to the Dead Sea Inland Sea, maintaining their cold and elegant living habits. The deceased engraved his oath on the armor before his death. The fire of soul lingered on the mind of the living, driven by the fire of revenge. This is the origin of the Black Knight.

Their stubbornness is famous even in Madara, although the world often says that stubbornness is like the decaying bones of Madara. But the black knights are particularly stubborn. The knights of the living adhere to the dogma, and these dead knights are trapped by vows and curses forever.

Instaron felt that they could be called ‘Madala in Madala’ for the time being. He looked at the scene with a playful expression, inconsistent with Targus, who was sullen.

A buzzing voice sounded in the hall: "King of the King of the Supreme Kingdom of Darkness in the name of the eternal dark moon and the black flower. Rocky holder, please accept the allegiance from the Eastern lords And salute. "

The voice seemed to stretch the empty hall further, and it spread to the other side of the deep, but there was no response for a long time. Above the hall, the Supreme Man on the throne waited for a moment before he whispered.

The black knights bowed their heads.

"Applause for the majesty of Her Majesty, and after the land of the Dead Sea has been surrendered, the unity of the dark kingdom is almost here after the millennium. Except for the woman who was not aware of what Yarwett was thinking, There is only a country of spider land, Targus, the rising moon is rising, and it is really exciting to be able to participate in such history. "Instaron watched the Black Knights bow their heads, Could not help but whisper to discuss with his companion.

"Expectation is not the feeling that the dead should have," Targus replied lightly, with little change in his look. As one of the most noble vampires of the Mannling family, he was allowed to wear black noble robes with gold rims in this hall, standing with the statusless Instaron, and it was extremely funny, "Madala began to follow the mercury Acting with the will of a cane is like a curse rather than a goal. The living world is in the eyes of eternity just a fleeting thing. In my opinion, only time, truth and dust are valuable. "

"That's why the humans outside call us the skeleton of the stubborn soul."

"But the show has just begun, Targus, today's arrival of the Black Knight is just an appetizer." Starron did not feel any embarrassment because of his humble status, but was full of interest: "Look at it His Majesty called the blood stick back, it must be because of something good. "

Targus said nothing, in fact he already knew what had happened. A week ago, the territory west of Madara was close to the direction of the kingdom of Eruin. Two dark aristocrats have been attacked by humans. One of the vampire's castles was almost completely turned into coke, and now there are a lot of traces of fire 'purification', and almost no undead creature can escape.

In other words, at least one Knight of the Temple of Flames infiltrated Madara.

Such an event happened during this season made him smell a strong conspiracy. Although such a thing is not uncommon on the border between Eruin and Madara, in order to respond to the call of the temple and the undead to plunder the opponent's territory, there are often knights in private between the two sides to invade the enemy's territory.

It was only that since the reign of Oberu VI of Eruin, Madara changed from defending to attacking. Gradually occupied the initiative of war.

But this time is not the same as before. The Eruin signed a peace agreement with Madara just over a year ago, and I heard that the human kingdom is in a state of civil war. Obviously, the war will not be started at this time.

So who is in the muddy waters touching fish is very skeptical.

The indifferent vampire narrowed his only one eye, and he looked up, seeing, as Instaron said, the next dark lord who had given the Eruin a painful lesson in Karasu, The 'blood stick' wearing a blood-colored robe-the king of the corpse witches, Qiu Ge slowly stepped into the center of the hall.

"Dear Her Majesty, I have brought a less exciting news today."

"Those humble humans are now provoking your majesty on Madara's territory."

"The pain of the war a year ago seems to have forgotten those die-hard human nobles."

"Today, I'm here to ask for your permission to let them continue to bring them new horrors."

The **** hoarse voice echoed beneath the arches of the Holy Palace of Eludnier. Targus and Instaron narrowed their eyes slightly.

...

Brando threw the letter from Delphine in front of her lightly, and he looked at the woman carefully. In fact, he had already had a relationship with her as early as the trade winds changed, but at that time it was far away. A glance is far worse than today.

The beauty of having the other person is indeed enough to make anyone feel bad. Of all the women he had seen, only Princess Griffin could compete with one of them.

But compared to the other's vicious heart, Her Royal Highness was simply a child.

"Miss Delphien, although I don't know where I offended you. But you don't need to avenge me at all costs ... Lord Veronica, let me tell you the news, then. It seems you guys The Cruzians did not intend to go to war with us Eruins, but they wanted to ask me— "

He paused, and couldn't help but sarcastically said, "If she knew that you had come to offer me the conditions, I'm afraid she wouldn't be satisfied."

The prime minister didn't say a word, stared at him coldly, but the resentment in his eyes was like a poisonous snake. This made Brando frown, and he never dreamed that he had offended the other party, and wanted to make the other party look so bitter and bitter.

Fortunately, he didn't need the woman to speak. He glanced at the letter, which he already knew. He looked up, silently estimating that this was the historical event.

The drama of the blood stick self-directed and self-acting has also happened in history. He always thought that because history had been completely changed, all this would not happen again. I did not expect that the unlucky King of the Witches had brought this trouble to himself.

But Brando narrowed his eyes, not too worried.

Right now he has a rare opportunity. Rarely encounter familiar historical events, I am afraid such good things will not be more in the future.

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