Chapter 1629： 　　The beginning of dusk

More monsters are piling up something. They are piling up some kind of building with wood, clay and other materials. And before these things, there was a blackstone throne. Sitting on the throne was Archimedes who disappeared in the woods that day.

As if waking up from a deep sleep, a blazing, unassuming aura appeared from Archimedes, so the flames of the cloak behind him were blazing, and the two igniting lights in the black iron helmet lit up and they were sitting on the throne. The men of the day and night moved their bodies slightly, and when he sat up straight, the aura of the whole person became extremely strong.

All the working monsters fell to the ground, showing unreserved loyalty to Archimedes, the man on the throne waved, and the monsters continued to work. After three days and nights passed, a gate was erected. The man sitting still on the throne finally stood up, and the flame cloak sprinkled countless sparks, leaving a flame corridor on the ground along the road the man walked.

Archimedes stood in front of the gate, and the monsters who finished their work quietly receded on both sides. When Archimedes raised his hand, flames began to climb from the bottom of the gate along the lines on the door, and the lines were lit. Patterns of fire trees and stars were constructed. When all the patterns were lit, fire waves sprayed out from the cracks in the door. As if the door was reaching the bottom of the volcano, Archimedes took off the iron glove on his right hand and stroked his index finger with his thumb. A shallow wound appeared on the index finger immediately, and blood gleaming with Mars flowed out of the wound. A drop of blood. Archimedes flicked his finger, and the drop of blood floated towards the door and flew into the crack of the door. Immediately there was a great fire in the door, and the two doors of the door opened slowly.

The fire in the door was blazing, like the surface of the sun, from time to time there was a stream of fire blowing from the door like a ribbon, and the air was hot as it swept past. At this time, there was a long roar inside the door, followed by heavy footsteps, and a figure appeared in the faintly fired door. After a while, this figure came out from the door. It was an orc who was more than two meters tall. There was a glow of fire under his crimson skin. A head of inflammation was burning on his head, and there were countless sparks floating. Dragging a rugged battle axe, the orc saw Archimedes, so he knelt down on one knee and said in a deep voice, "Ancestor, the soul of the beast, here is waiting for your majesty's dispatch."

Archimedes nodded and waved his hand, and the orc rose up, dragging his battle axe to the other side.

Figures emerged from the door.

After the orc, a dragon came out of the door. Its body was so huge that it had to lower its head when it got out of the door, and after trying hard to get it out of the door, the giant dragon roared to the sky. Its body is as if it is made of countless black rocks, with fiery red lava flowing in the gaps, and a row of rock thorns grows from the back of the head. Each rock thorn is red like blood, bright and bright, resonating with the breathing of a dragon . After a long howl, the giant dragon bowed his head and spit out human words from his mouth: "Aster, the breath of the flame dragon, await your majesty's dispatch here."

After the dragon, there were female monarchs full of flames, giants with flame wings stretched out, and flame demons with flames shining all over the door. In the end, a majestic air force emerged from the door, except for Archimedes, the other kings retreated. After a while, a figure walked out from the door. This figure does not have the huge body of a dragon, nor the wildness of an orc, but the sense of majesty in him is only under Archimedes.

A man walked out of the door. He had perfect facial features and was dressed in crystal armor like black glaze. Behind a crystal wheel suspended in the air, the crystal wheel slowly rotates, and red, blue, green, and purple streamers escape from the wheel, which continuously rotates around the man, like a satellite orbiting a star. This man with a perfect face came to Archimedes, and bowed gently with his hands on his chest: "Herseth, the flame of the sky, await your majesty's dispatch here."

Those who emerged from the gate were all high-ranking kings, each with a strength that rivaled Twilight. As for the last king who appeared, regardless of power and majesty or even above Twilight, it was the ancient fire of the abyss Mytinas, and it was a few points inferior to him. If Mitinas were here, he would have been surprised to hear the name of the firmament flame, because in that burning world, the name of the firmament flame might be the sky.

In the burning world, the flames of the firmament, the fury of the earth, and the might of the sea of ​​fire are the three giants of that world. They stand high above thousands of kings, and only the King of kings can control them.

Archimedes turned around, his gaze flickered across the forest and the ground, and even across the Bairegon Empire and the Shadow Duchy. He saw Saint Ophra known as the kingdom of fairies, and his eyes trembled with the lives of Idahua stars. His gaze swept across the ocean, saw endless icebergs and the unknown lives under the ice sea, and he saw countless sea people, who desperately dived into the deep sea to avoid his gaze. In the end, his eyes fell on the eastern kingdomIn those magnificent palaces, people in bright red robes were looking to the sky in horror. They could not see him, but could feel him. , And knelt on the ground in fear.

"You have also seen that this planet is wide enough and there are so many lives. So what are you waiting for, take our army, conquer and plunder. The twilight of the entire universe starts from this planet. "Archimedes raised his finger to heaven.

The orc Anzu raised his battle axe and roared loudly and strode across Archimedes' right side. Behind him, countless flaming horns followed closely. The giant dragon Astor passed through Archimedes's left side with a breath of flame, and behind it were behemoths of fire. One after another, kings passed by Archimedes's side. Each king led an army. They walked through the virgin forest in the dark like a river of flames, marching in all directions of the empire. The Bairegon Empire is just the beginning, and in the end, their flames will spread throughout the heavenly star.

The three giants that burned the world, Heerseth, the flame of the firmament, remained. Archimedes solemnly said: "The work here is left to you. I have other work to do. Heerseth, ruthlessly destroy all life on this planet, let the flame burn every corner."

Heerseth gave a beautiful smile: "As you wish, my king."

Archimedes raised his head and looked at the night sky: "This era will end here."

A ray of light rose into the sky and disappeared under the curtain of night. At this moment, Archimedes left the heaven star, and no one knew where he was going. The primeval forest suddenly became quiet, and in a large forest, only Heerseth stood in place. After a while, the king smiled faintly: "This army is not enough to see."

Behind him, a dense black shadow appeared in the door.