30 seconds later, the giant gate slowly opened with a bang, and there was a faint sound of mechanical rotation and friction, he jumped onto the city wall with his feet, took a deep breath, and roared loudly: "Those who are still alive in Dongcheng District, please go to the Dongdu Gate and leave the imperial capital quickly!"

The voice continued to echo in the sky above the imperial capital, and with his loud roar, it seemed to blow the horn of the end of the war, and a roar came from the colorful cyclone above the imperial city: "I'm not reconciled!ah!!" Then a corpse with flames all over the body fell from the clouds and smashed into Xicheng District, the entire imperial capital shook, and a charred black crater with a diameter of 1,000 meters and a depth of 300 meters appeared, and the surrounding two blocks were burned into nothingness, and thousands of innocent residents were reduced to ashes. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The imperial capital seemed to be quiet, and with the fall of the first lord in three days, the four supreme lords' aura around the imperial city fled the imperial capital in an instant, as if some terrifying giant beast was chasing after it.

Then three huge hinges roared, and the other three capital gates were also opened separately, needless to say, the surviving people in the entire imperial capital flocked to the four capital gates, and the three figures converged from the west, south, and north city gates to the east capital gate, and two of the tall figures nodded at the Prince of Eternal Night, which was a sign of gratitude to him and a recognition of his strength.

After that, the aura of the two lords spread all over their bodies, one shot out of the capital, one flew to the imperial city, and the remaining strong enemies who still had fighting spirit were swept by the aura of the lord, and they all abandoned their weapons and fled, and a blank space appeared around the imperial city in a dozen breaths, and the surviving imperial powerhouses invariably flocked to the fleeing crowd, and left the imperial capital with the crowd.

The tall figure flew into the city, and after a while, the four imperial city gates opened at the same time, and the four teams of people quickly merged into the fleeing crowd, leaving the imperial capital in a state of semi-destruction, and the imperial city became an empty city in a moment, leaving only thousands of corpses in the city to tell everything silently.

On the wall of the Eastern Capital Gate, the last hundred-meter giant beast figure with half of its body red with blood flew into the sky above the Prince of Eternal Night, its scorched black tail was extremely eye-catching, and the huge head of the dragon clan looked down on the Prince of Eternal Night, but he looked at each other fearlessly and asked:

"Why hasn't Mr. Lake shown up yet?"

"Old Lake was dragged in the Dark Delta, and it's uncertain if he will be able to get back safely. ”

"Could it be the Bo Du City Lord? pseudo-legendary ..."

Not long after, another hundred-meter corpse surrounded by cold air fell from the clouds, and the air around it was frozen into ice, smashing into the northern city district, and with the sound of 'Kaz', it was frozen for three blocks in an instant.

Immediately after that, a normal-sized corpse surrounded countless pale yellow orbs fell, but there seemed to be a sigh coming from the corpse, and when it was about to smash into the imperial capital, the corpse turned into countless points of light and merged into the earth, and the plants in this area grew wildly, turning into an ancient deep forest in an instant.

After a while, three corpses with a terrifying aura fell, directly smashing the entire Xicheng District, and the crowd that had not had time to evacuate disappeared forever with the original appearance of Xicheng District, leaving only three bottomless charred black pits.

After the five corpses fell, the colored cyclone over the imperial city slowly dissipated, and two figures shot out from the colored cyclone into the distance, instantly changing into two black dots and disappearing into the sky, and the three-day melee came to an end.

The cyan cyclone slowly disappeared, and a haggard and thin figure emerged, and slowly descended, falling to the shattered Imperial Palace Square, and a sigh came into the ears of the Prince of Eternal Night and the snow-white giant beast: "Let's go!"

"But you, the Emperor—" The Prince of Eternal Night was about to say something when he was choked by the words of the giant beast.

"Let's go, the Emperor's eyes are full of death, he... The heart is dead!" Two crystal tears fell from the huge dragon's eyes, and the snow-white beast shook its head fiercely, and a vigorous mane flew with it.

"Roar..."The dragon chant resounded throughout the imperial capital, and he integrated all his emotions into the roar, spreading into the distance.

The beast grabbed the Prince of Eternal Night with one claw, threw him at his back, and carried him into the twilight and disappeared into the sky.

In the center of the Imperial Palace Square, the haggard man cried bitterly like a child holding the eternal sleeping beauty in his arms, and the tears kept slipping.

"Ahh

After that, he quietly looked at the person in his arms, until the last ray of twilight disappeared into the sky, he picked her up, "bang", turned into a straight shadow, shot into the sky, and disappeared into the boundless darkness...

Many years later...

In the village of Macente, a young boy with short gray hair, a wrinkled face, and a small white goatee in the house of the old village chief Rec Saladin, accompanied by a barking dog, pushed the door open.

"I'm back, old man. ”

"Boy, can you have at least a little respect for me?" said Old Lake, who was sitting at his desk, pretending to be angry.

"Old man, old man, stinky old man......" Mo Jiaer shouted as he grinned as he walked upstairs.

Mogar, whose full name is Mogar Zinle Caro, is eight years old, with short, thick, silky purple-black hair, large blue eyes, and a smile on his lips.

The village of Macente, with only 53 households, is a warm, simple, hard-working, and hard-working village, mainly relying on wheat cultivation and captive long-nosed pigs to support their families, located on the edge of the town of Feller in the province of Andrew of the Grant Empire, with houses running in an east-west direction, with a gravel road running through the center of the village, passing through two villages to the east, turning onto the city road to reach the town of Ferrer, and west to the adjacent village of Sicily.

Old Lake has the only beautiful brick and wood building in the whole village with three floors and a huge outdoor garden, there is a purple heart Sumu tree in the garden that covers half of the garden, one section higher than the roof, and there is a rough but extremely solid log cabin in the deepest part of the tree, which is Mojiaer's own 'secret base', even Old Lake is not allowed to enter, and the long old wooden house next to the garden is where Old Lake makes wine.

Two years ago, the house was lived in by Lake and his dog, and it seemed quiet and lonely, but now, this deserted home has a calm and mischievous child, Mogar, who was frightened when he first walked into the house, which made the house a little more vibrant.

Old Lake called the dog Victor Black Emmandal, who was silvery-white and looked a bit like a wolf, and had been chasing and biting Mogar for two years, and each time he had bitten him all over his body.

Mojar's room was on the east side of the second floor, and the sun was already shining through the window on half of the bed, he reached into the pale yellow light, felt the warm touch of the sun, enjoyed a moment of tranquility, took a casual shower, and then went down the stairs to the two-story hall.

The hall is surrounded by quaint bookshelves against the walls, and the hall is recessed in a semicircular space by the front wall, carpeted with unicorn wool, and has two staircases, directly above which is a large sapphire crystal chandelier.

The façade of the hall is framed by two floors of arched glass walls framed by ink-iron, and the sunlight shines through the glass to fill the recess.

As soon as Mogar arrived at the hall, he saw a crowd of people crowding into the hall, and if you counted it, you would find exactly 20 people, ranging in age from 4 to 10 years old, and he glanced at the vertical clock placed in the left corner of the front of the hall, exactly 9 o'clock.

"Good morning, Mogar. Suddenly, a voice exploded in Mogar's ears, startling him.

Without turning his head, he slapped the figure next to him, who was about a head taller than Mogar, his name was Atwood Aven, nine years old, much older than his peers, and the most striking thing was a brown hair with a small ponytail.