Vol 4 Chapter 146

Djal climbed up from the ground and finally understood what Brando said to be careful about in the front--the corners on the promenade outside the unknown hall, and they only passed by while patrolling--he almost Mercedes, and then He slammed against the harder steel wall. Brando was clearly reminding him, but in fact he was diverting his attention, and when he understood it, he had already suffered a big loss.

Brando passed by Djal, took a few steps forward, and stood against the wall. The army of activated spells behind him was no more than a hundred feet away, but closer to Dejar.

"What do you want to do?" Djell looked at Brando in a rocking chair, wondering why he stopped suddenly.

"Watch a show."

"Watch a show?"

As soon as Djal's words fell, he saw Brando taking a long sheet from his backpack-oh no, it should be said to be a gray cloak, but this cloak is too long and too long, and looks more like It's a giant thing. Djal froze slightly, suddenly feeling familiar with this thing, and then he saw Brando lift his cape over his head, cover it from head to toe, and the whole person disappeared completely.

"No, you devil!" D'Jar immediately understood Brando's intentions. He yelled, looked back, and suddenly looked pale--the wandering magic lord stood in front of him like a mountain.

"No, I will never let you succeed, Earl Toniger!" Dejal looked so angry that he stood still, and even if he died, he never intended to draw away the accumulative spell. Look like.

A giant activation spell like an astral body moves on. The tentacles emitting soft light swept across the hall like a galaxy.

Djal's complexion was blue and white, and he was indifferent at first. But when the tentacles swept over his head with a buzzing sound, he still changed his face: "Hurry up and save me, or I'll end up with you!" He shouted in the direction of Brando.

It's a pity that Brando really disappeared. There was no echo in that direction.

"You will regret it!" Djal finally panicked. He understood that he was just a fool of intimidation, but he did not expect that the other party was really indifferent, and he was sweating. In the end, the ghost screamed out, "Count Tonigel, I know you want me to lead these monsters to the Duke of Alek, but you can't imagine that this time I will never give in to you!"

Brando hid under the cloak of the King of Punic, and heard Dejaer say that he couldn't help but think that this guy's imagination was really rich. He really didn't think so. After all, this accumulating spell is an irritating energy body, in case-even if there is only a 1 in 10,000 chance of detonating the treasure in the hands of Alek, it will be a real joy. However, it is also not beautiful if Djal is really holding on here. Of course, he has the cloak of the King of Punch, and of course he is not afraid to be dragged to death, but if this accumulative spell loses the target reset. It was just a collision with Veronica, who was still passing through the Eternal Square, and it was troublesome.

He thought for a while, and finally asked, "What do you have?"

However, he used a small technique to diffuse the sound in the Qi-Second Ring spell so that the other party could not hear the source of the sound.

He heard Brando's voice and for the first time felt that the other party's voice could be so nice. He screamed like Feng Tianlun, "Save me!"

"Are you kidding me?" Brando yelled, "save you. Who will lead me to these monsters?" He usually sees this guy as a bit stupid under Alex, but it's not bad. Reliable, I did not expect the intelligence to plummet as soon as the critical moment came.

Djal saw that the promenade was silent again, and the accumulating spell was only a dozen meters away from him. He gritted his teeth, hurried forward, took a few steps, and stopped again. He also realized that he had said stupid things, but after all, he was not a real fool. After some consideration, he realized that Brando's real attempt was: "I will lead these monsters away, but you must promise me a request."

"any request."

"I want you to agree on behalf of Her Royal Highness, Lord Duke Rao's life." Djal took a breath and replied.

"Why can I promise such a request for the princess?" Brando couldn't help but be a little funny, thinking that this guy's brain would not have been broken before, otherwise how could he say stupid one after another.

"Because you are Count Tonigel, and reached out to rescue her and her brother during the rebellion of the King, you signed an agreement with His Royal Highness the Prince, on the bright side, to rest and rest, but in fact to balance the North and the South, so Once, Her Royal Highness Princess, whose relationship with the King's Party is difficult to repair, will have to rely on you. You are sitting on Tonigel, so that Denell will be your fiefdom in the future. When your wings are getting richer, you will be in Eruin. No one will be able to shake your position. You will be the biggest winner in the battle of Ampelsel. You will be the future minister of Eruin, the true speaker, and your Royal Highness will not obey you. "Dejar yelled.

Brando froze slightly.I didn't expect this guy to find so many reasons.What a wonderful idea that he signed an agreement with His Royal Highness to check the balance between North and South was shouted out-he suddenly shook his head with a bitter smile, presumably outside. It seems to be the same, even Her Royal Highness's heart probably thinks so; it is just impossible to raise it in his presence. Until then, he suddenly understood why Princess Griffin's attitude was in Ampersel. Suddenly there was a big change after the war. At one point, he thought it was due to gratitude, but now he still wants to be too naive. I'm afraid that that night, Her Royal Highness had already thought about it. At that time, she clearly had the heart to kill him, but suddenly he restrained and made a covenant with him. You must know that it was a Her Royal Highness, who is from the royal family.

This kind of obvious attitude change, I am afraid that he can only take it for granted that he has no knowledge of politics and human heart.

Keep the enemy, the eldest son Wang, outside, in order to prevent her Royal Highness and the Royal Party from crossing the river to tear down the bridge, and then together with the Highland Knights and Grand Duke Viero, the Count Dénell, the loser who stood in the wrong team at a critical moment, will be eliminated. Even Brando himself thought that Dernell would be his territory in the future-otherwise Tonigel was not the earl's leader at all, why would Her Royal Highness give her the title of earl? Wait until he becomes the earl . At that time, in the eyes of outsiders, whether he accepted it or not, he would be the future minister of Eruin, and Brando could almost imagine the way after that. To marry His Royal Highness the Princess, and then to become the regent of Eruin. Today, what Alek failed to do, in his opinion, was already within reach.

Even more sinister. Changing dynasties does not seem to be impossible-as long as the little prince has a long one and two short ones.

Suddenly, Brando was sweating cold. What would her Princess think if he could think of it? She could never tolerate any threat to her brother. Suddenly he realized that Princess Griffin had made Haruze this time. His students, and accompanying him, was an intentional arrangement in itself. Because now he is not really ‘winged.’ Therefore, it is impossible to shoot Haruze in this season, and let him hang Haruze's teacher's title, which is also called a jerk, Eruin and Cruz attach great importance to the righteousness and honor of the righteousness. According to those vague promises and legends, it is like the decline of the Sifaher family. Just because they have lost the favor of Lionheart Sword.

The Yanbao family can use the broken sword as the reason to request that Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess of the Royal Corkova abdicate with her brother. The Duke of Anleke has operated for generations. From the strength, it can be said that it has surpassed the royal family. Still dare not to act lightly, to threaten the throne. It also needs a reasonable reason to intervene in the replacement of the king-for example, political marriage. The same is true of northern nobles. No matter how powerful they are, they must also rely on the Sifaher family, which had fallen a thousand years ago, because these are traditions and rules that everyone must follow.

It is absolutely impossible for Eruin to tolerate a monarch, a teacher, or a conspiracy to kill his students, because these are even more dishonourable.

Her Royal Highness was really hard-working, and Brando couldn't help but sigh, he was almost sure that this was a test, but Nimesis, who was with him, was her Royal Highness. I just want Her Royal Highness to know the true origin of Nimesis, I'm afraid I will immediately consider changing to another person. These are the so-called historical inevitable coincidences, but Brando shook his head. He had no thoughts about these things. Regardless of Luin's throne, the fate and future of this country, if not because of the experience of another world, it has nothing to do with him.

Presumably the same is true of sister.

A man tends to be rational most of the time, but his life is often dominated by emotion.

Either Enrique, Djal, Her Royal Highness, or even Antietina and others around him, they will never understand what he is really after. Maybe only one person can understand it, like she used to ask naively, ‘Brando, what do you want to do?’ ‘I want to be a businessman in the future. 'same. He replied that he wanted to save Eruin and wanted to drag the kingdom back from the established track of its destruction.Everyone can think that this is just an excuse. Their Lord Lord must have a bigger goal. .

But it's really that simple. You want to be a businessman, and I want to be a savior. It is as if the filial son said that he wants to be a general and a king in the future, because he wants to, so do it for no other reason.

When Brando smiled and shook his head, taking Djal's words as a joke, the latter was suffering.

Although it is just an instant of electro-optic flint, the army of activating the spell is very close at hand, and Djal simply does not know what he said wrong. Well, even if he wants to die or live, give him at least a letter of approval. At this moment, it really made him impossible to advance and retreat. If it wasn't for others, Djal would almost immediately yell.

But Brando finally woke up and shook his head: "This request is impossible."

Although he refused, Djal exhaled a long breath: "You're too harsh, Lord."

"De Jal, Duke Enrique is dead or alive. It's up to you and me to make the decision. Besides, hasn't he failed? You are here to arrange your funeral for your master, I'm afraid it's not good. How sarcastic.

It would not have failed. But it's not easy to say when you are here. De Jal resentfully hated it, and Enlec didn't know yet that Brando and Veronica had been chasing near here. This in itself means that the development of things has exceeded their expectations. Perhaps the Lord Duke still has a second hand, but the young man in front of him is not so easy to pass. In fact, he has a strange hunch in his heart. They may have failed long ago. Then Brando appeared here just to save something.

Djal didn't know that his guess was close to the truth, but Brando's words still could not stop him from speaking, after all, it was true. Can't he always curse his master and fail? He groaned, and finally answered, "I have only one request."

At this point, Djal had rushed forward, and distanced himself from the activation spell behind him.

"Say," Brando replied.

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Obsidian's giant door was buzzing and humming, Kou Hua retracted his hand from the door, and a stream of light flowed through the texture of the door. All the light flow was concentrated in the central groove. Form a bright nebula. "Okay," replied Echis' eldest daughter coldly. The members of everything behind her shone with excitement in her eyes. Only Enrique's expression remained unchanged, her face gloomy, as if the whole plan It was the end, but it had nothing to do with him.

"I have opened this door for you as promised. But you don't seem happy, human?" Kou Hua was acutely aware of this, and she asked absently.

"Humans and civilization are one step closer to their destruction. What's so good about it?" Anleke replied lightly.

"Well," for the first time, Eichs's eldest daughter showed a look of interest. She also had a curious arc on her lips under the shadow of the hood: "I thought it was your life's goal, and now you wish to achieve it. Shouldn't there be satisfaction and excitement?"

"That is indeed the goal of my life," Anleke said for a moment before answering with a hoarse voice: "But if one thing has an end result that must be achieved, then it seems ordinary. Civilization is drifting away on the stupid path. The demise is only the path they blame, but in any case, I am one of them. Their destruction, that is, our destruction, is nothing to celebrate. "

"Then you still do it?" Kou Hua felt more and more unable to understand these weird humans.

They are not the ethnic group of gold. The ethnic group of gold is the servant of the gods and the people, and it is the strongest maintainer of order. They are not the people of silver, the people of silver are the obeyers of the law, from the wilderness of the Four Realms to the shallow sea, from the border of the Black Forest to the most distant elemental border, they monitor and witness the change of order, never heard of gold Among the ethnic and silver people are betrayals. But these people are the last generation, the black iron's people, Kou Hua is the first time to deal with these humans, but she felt a strange feeling from them.

She seemed to realize something, but immediately shook her head, leaving this weird foreboding behind.

The obsidian giant gate receded to the sides after emitting a roar, exposing the black hole behind the walkway. The soft light emitted from the magic gem held high in the hands of all members returned from the open gap and illuminated. This walkway has been sealed for thousands of years, even thousands of years under the dust.

Spiral Hall-

Someone even whispered.

"Ms. Kou Hua, you are not a human being, and you cannot understand human emotions. Man is self-righteous most of the time, but his life is often driven by emotions, to make him do something impulsive and incomprehensible to others. As if he didn't care what happened in front of him, he rarely seemed interested, and talked to this noble lady.

"Do you do the same?" Kou Hua narrowed her eyes and stared at the old man who looked completely withered on the surface, but she could feel the will supported by the mighty majesty in the counterpart's body-although this This majesty seemed to her to laugh, but to others, she could not offend.

"I am also a human being, and I don't rule it out," replied Annek.

"Let order come to the truth, don't you agree that this is a great purpose?" Kou Hua asked again.

"This is indeed a great purpose, far beyond those who are concerned about power and interests. I have seen too much stupidity before I finally chose this path. Even to ensure that I am correct, I have checked many Many literatures and materials, few people know that I have studied in the white tower of the Bugat for a long time. I participated in the last jihad, but everything I have seen is verifying my conjecture— -The King of Flames established Cruz just a thousand years ago. Do his descendants remember the glory of thousands of years ago? The wind elves almost turned their heads and betrayed their sages, the sun, the moon, and the stars. Where is the elf? Today, Faen Zan is vulgar and vulgar, there is no longer the transcendence of that year, and civilization and order are just the same, but it is only repeated mistakes in the millennium. I have loathed this uniform cycle, and let it go It's better to end the tragedy of one's predecessor than to end it all at once. "

Kou Hua slightly raised her eyebrows slightly, and probably did not expect that she would lead the old man's long story, but she immediately asked with a keen eye: "I heard you say righteousness, but it is not difficult to understand from your words Hear anger, humanity. "

"I never act in righteousness, I just want to make sure that what I do is correct. You are right. Private anger is my motivation, but that is my own secret. There is no need to speak to others." An Lek replied lightly. He shook his head, and did not seem to want to continue on this topic.

The team slowly advanced along the dark aisle. After passing through a narrow arch, an open space suddenly appeared in front of it. It was a spherical hall. There were similar arches on all sides of the hall. Each road passed from the arch. Extending to form a long bridge, it spirally connects the center of the hall, where there is a giant platform. But there is not nothing on the platform, but there is a stone throne. A purple crystal is suspended on the throne. When the members who return to all things enter the hall, they see a faint blue sitting on the throne. The tall figure was standing up against them.

"Humans, this place is not where you should be. Now you step back and you still have room to regret it." The blue hall buzzed as the blue figure opened.

The witch once said the magic in the language, but at this moment the members who have returned to all things understand the truth of the legend. The other party's words are not high, but when the voice comes, it is like a stormy sea, one word at a time, as if they intersect with lightning. Thunder thundered, and it was only a short warning, but everyone, including Enrique, felt as if they were caught in an endless storm.They were trekking in the cold wind, and ahead It seemed as if the peaks of the mountain of storms were looming, and there were endless glaciers in all directions, and in a blink of an eye, they would be completely buried under this thousand years of ice.

In just one sentence, everyone understands the identity of the tall figure in front of him.

Milos-God of the Frost Giants.

Even Kou Hua bent down and bowed, greeting with a clear voice: "Master Mirundal, I haven't seen you for a long time."

The voice sighed: "Little Kou Hua, I thought you were far away from the war. It seems that things in the world are still not what you want."

As soon as the words fell, the vision in front of Anelike and others finally disappeared.

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