A team of seven mages streamed out, and they surrounded Ewen like stars holding the moon. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Before that, Edie had never thought of Aiwen's true identity, and he was actually a closed disciple of the root king who was rumored to be sitting in the sky city.

He looked up at the mysterious full moon and felt that the whole world seemed to be real and illusory, full of ethereal and unreal feelings.

In a manor not far from the mage station of Sky City, a man in a white robe sipped a fine wine, and he watched Evan's actions with interest.

"It's really an unexpected NO1 mage, I obviously warned you, but it turned out to be a mess. Oops, what a headache!"

He bowed his head and sighed softly, but his handsome face was full of joy.

"But if this is not the case, how can I show the ability of my subordinates! I have a hunch that following you, the days ahead will be wonderful!"

If Charlotte and Claire were here, they would have recognized him as the strange mage who had reminded them of the message of the Annihilation Society.

Bangbang!

Someone knocked on the door, and the white-robed man interrupted his reverie and said softly, "Come in." ”

The gray-robed man bowed, "Lord Ramsay, Lord Nesta is here." ”

Ramsey stood up, and he exaggeratedly reached out his hand and embraced the strange man who was tightly covered by a black cloak.

"Welcome, my friend Nesta!"

"Go down, gather all the members by the way, I have something important to announce. ”

The gray-robed man trembled with excitement, and he bowed deeply and exited the door.

"Ramsay, put away your hypocritical face. Your overzealous gesture means nothing to me. ”

The sound seemed to come from the cold hell, and the cloaked man lifted his hood, his shriveled skin clinging to his skull, and the appearance was as terrifying as the monster of the abyss.

This is a real lich!

Ramsay shrugged, sniffing the wine under his nose as if on purpose. This action caused a faint blue spark to sway in the lich's black pupils.

"Okay, that's down to business. As one of the Seven Sages of the Soul Seat, why are you here?"

"Don't be fooled, Ramsay. The lich Nesta opened his mouth and rubbed his withered phalanges, "You know what my purpose is, I am here to represent the Soul Throne and welcome back those who inherit the glory of His Majesty Iger. ”

"Are you sure it's not recovering the Eagle Scepter?" Ramsey glanced at the lich with narrow eyes.

"Ramsay!"

Nesta's voice is shrill and piercing, and the lich vents his anger in this way.

"Don't confuse me with the rest of the scum! I have served His Majesty Eagle for hundreds of years, and when I accompanied His Majesty Eagle, you were just an inconspicuous junior apprentice next to His Majesty Lu Sien!"

"The Eagle Scepter has chosen Claire, then, in keeping with the ancient covenant, I will see Claire as the next Heir to the Throne of Souls!" the lich explained.

"That's best!" Nesta smiled grimly, "I don't care what you Requicents want to do, but be sure to keep two things in mind, lest our friendship of thousands of years be ruined." ”

If Nesta could pout, he would have made that kind of human gesture. At this moment, what is swirling in his mind is, who has been in friendship with you madman for thousands of years!

"First, don't get in the way of our Eye of Time!" Ramsey stretched out his index finger and middle finger in turn, "Second, remember! Claire is a disciple approved by Her Highness Sylvia, our common princess and alliance leader!

Although his words were very polite, the topic involved Sylvia, which made Nesta dare not refute.

The silent lich nodded silently.

At this moment, the gray-robed mage knocked on the door and signaled that all the members had assembled. Thanks to it, the atmosphere of solidification at the scene has also been relieved.

Ramsey and Nesta walked out of the room in turn. At this moment, more than twenty mages had gathered in the lawn of the manor under the moonlight. All of them, with their expressions of excitement and fanaticism, were waiting for Ramsay's order.

"Everyone!"

Ramsey raised his right hand flat, "Today is a day worth remembering! More than 3,000 years, our eye of time has been silent for more than 3,000 years since that terrible disaster!"

"To escape the revenge of the gods, to protect Your Majesty's paradise, to have faith in our hearts, to our immortal Majesty!

"That's for it!"

"Now, the day of more than 3,000 years has come, let us puff up our chests, hold high the royal emblem of the Eye of Time, and greet the return of our Lord of the Laws with the most humble and loyal attitude—"

Ramsey waved his hand, and everyone cheered wildly!

"Long live Your Majesty Lu Sien—"

"Your Majesty, we are now caught in the trap of the damned Annihilation Society and the Forest of Illusions! Under the leadership of Her Majesty Charlotte, reinvigorate the glory of the Eye of Time!"

"Long live Her Majesty Charlotte, Lord of Time—"

"Follow those guys and go!"

Ramsay waved his sleeves, and a cyan clock tattoo appeared on his arm, and in the clock, one eye was vivid and indifferent.

All the grey-robed mages showed the same tattoos, and they followed closely behind Ramsay, their steps silent and fanatical.

"A bunch of madmen......," Nesta muttered, "Ramsay, how dare you disobey Her Highness the Princess's ban and touch Her Majesty Lu Sien's sleeping body without permission. I see how you should face the thunderous wrath of Her Royal Highness after the matter is revealed!"

He lowered his head, pondered for a moment, and looked up at the south of the city.

There, the power of Iger's Scepter caught his eye like a lamp.

He stepped into the ripples of the void, and the next second, the legendary lich appeared in front of Claire.

The guards nervously surrounded the strange man wearing a cloak who suddenly appeared in the military formation. Claire frowned slightly, gently holding Eagle's scepter.

The lich raised his hand, and a ripple of nothingness rippled around him, and all the guards were as silent as stone sculptures.

"Who are you!"

Realizing that he was facing a formidable enemy like he had never seen before, Claire raised his scepter and gave him a cold shout.

"One of the Seven Sages of the Seat of Souls, following an ancient covenant, has come to greet the Inheritor of Iger's Scepter!" the lich's voice was dry, and two dark blue sparks flickered in his hood.

"Oh oh oh, is it Nesta? It's been a long time, has the little ghost grown to such a point now?" Eagle's scepter spoke in amazement, "Well, there are only bones left, and if Eagle sees this ugly appearance, I'm afraid he will be angry!"

"Despicable terrified!" Nesta bowed her head, "Dare to ask, is this the heir chosen by His Highness the Holy Relic?"

Claire calmly held up her scepter and watched the communication between the two.

"Ah, that's right! Claire is my heir, if this little ghost is this, I believe that one day in the future, he will rise to the throne of souls and become the king of the root who is not inferior to Iger!"

"Then, in keeping with the ancient covenant, Nesta the Peer, I send my sincerest greetings to His Majesty the Heir Iger!"

At Claire's astonished gaze, the lich Nesta bowed her head.

Claire prophesied, but was stopped by Nesta's outstretched hand.

"You must still be wondering, Lord Claire. This is also human nature. Nesta pulled down his hood, revealing his pale flesh, "To show you good faith, I will do my best to rescue your dear friend Her Majesty Charlotte and thwart the conspiracy of the Annihilation Society and the Forest of Illusions!"

"W-What! Is Charlotte in trouble!?"

Claire clenched her scepter nervously.