As Levi conjectured.

Just as he and Alley arrived at Karthas's study, Lady Savian rushed to the top hall of Icarus with the two 'wastes' of her Ember City after watching her 'brother' Carlos teleport away from the magic ship.

This time, the old female black dragon also learned to behave.

Maybe they were afraid of the chaotic tower spirit that made them suffer so hard five years ago and almost fell in this hellish place, or maybe they didn't worry about those legendary allies.

Therefore, Savivian and the others, not only did they not choose to use teleportation to directly teleport to the central control hall, but also slowly walked to the fifth floor of the highest position of the Icarus in human form.

Unbeknownst to many of the professionals who explored the Icarus, including Levi, was that they actually entered through the breach in the third level of the Icarus, and that the 'third level' where the power furnace was located was actually the lowest level of the ship.

Surrounded by two legendary black dragons, Savvian walked step by step to the door of the central control room.

For some reason, I remembered Carlos's warning words in my mind:

"Excessive greed leads to destruction. ”

It turned out to be the old black dragon who had been in charge of the ember city for nearly a hundred years, and she was a little apprehensive for a while.

Immediately shook his head and shook his head, clearing all kinds of negative emotions.

'It's just an uncontrolled tower, and after the main energy circuit of the power furnace is cut off, it is not yet slaughtered?

'Even if the captain of the Icarus is alive, there is nothing to fear if it is not for the Warlock King Lavoc, the Lord of the Shadows, Shado, and the Undead Owo

And Shado went to the shadow plane and has not returned, and the possibility of Lavoc and Owo being in this ship is not too great. ’

Thinking of this, Savivian's confidence rose higher than ever.

She, Savian, is a legendary black dragon! How could she go home empty-handed even if she was in the treasure house, no matter what, even if she couldn't get the control of the Icarus, how could she have to fight for some benefits from a legend!

Today, unless it is Karthas the God Slayer, no one can stop her!

'Huh, but how is that possible?'

It is well known to the world that the madman of Netheriel, after killing the goddess of magic with the Karthas Divine Technique, himself died at the hands of Nacorel's first and last 12-ring spell.

That kind of spell that is enough to kill the gods, it is impossible for anyone to resist it.

If her idea had been known to Levi, one of the few people in the know, she would have laughed out loud and fallen silent.

Because, almost everyone believes that it was Karthas who coveted the power of the gods, and plotted for many years, using the 12-ring spell he created all his life to kill the original goddess of magic, Misreel.

How could he know that the guardian of Netheril was just desperate, in order to fulfill the unfulfilled duty of Iolem, to steer the future and destiny of Netheril, and to the future and hope of Netheril's 32,680,000 people, he would rather abandon his reputation and dignity, and not hesitate to become a thief in exchange for the encouragement of strength?

How could he know that the great goddess also didn't want to see the magic of the world lose order, in order to rebuild the magic network, in order to protect her own kingdom, for the safety of the Corer continent, and also to fulfill her student's last wish, save the precarious Netheril, and voluntarily embraced death before the situation developed out of control?

But all these truths, with the demise of Netheriel, and as the afterglow dissipated, were buried in the broken rubble and endless yellow sands of the barren and dangerous Annalok Desert.

No one knows.

Just as the idea in Savvian's mind fell, he was about to signal for the two black dragons beside him to open the door in front of him.

Click.

The magnificent metal gate in front of me actually opened automatically to both sides.

This also made Savivian's tense nerves tense again.

After perceiving that there was no danger, he still bit his silver teeth and slowly walked into the dark central control room with two humanoid black dragons.

But as soon as they stepped into it, they heard a muffled harp sound.

"Who?" said Savivien's footsteps pause again.

It's been a long time since she's stepped into such a dangerous realm that threatens her life.

And now this kind of shocking situation is endless, but it makes her emotions tense from time to time, it is like insulting her dignity as the lord of Ember City!

In the dark and empty central control hall, after the harp leads, the magnificent and lofty orchestral music also sounds.

At the same time, the lights in the central control hall began to light up from the main door to the depths of the hall.

As the lights turned on, Savivian finally got a glimpse of the full view of the central control hall for the first time, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Because the central control hall in front of you is full of all kinds of dazzling musical instruments, obviously no one is playing, but it seems to be in the hands of invisible ghosts, under the command of the existence in the depths of the hall, a magnificent symphony with a smell of evil is being played.

She heard it...

The hosts here, they are not welcome!

There was silence in the depths of the hall for a moment, and then a hoarse voice rang out:

"A... The country is ruined, the family is not enough to worry about the lonely souls and the dead...

"This is our Nethriel's territory, and I ask you to leave and not disturb our long sleep.

"Otherwise, I will have to ask you to leave in person. ”

"Heh! The guy who didn't even dare to report his name! He dared to use such a big tone! Let the old lady go to the underworld to pretend to be a god and get the undead!"

Although Savivian was shocked in her heart and said disdainful words in her mouth, in fact, she didn't dare to hold it up at all, and she just smiled and turned back to her body.

Above the empty sky of the entire 'Grand Theater', the hundred-foot-long pitch-black dragon wings were like shadows covering the sky and the sun, shrouding the small half of the central control hall that had just been bright back into shadows, and every time it was incited, it would stir up a strong storm, wrapped in gray mist, and sweep the entire hall!

But what is surprising is that under such a violent hurricane, the 'unmanned band' in the hall was not affected in the slightest, as if the wanton wind was directly canceled by invisible sound waves.

And this made her even more angry, but at this time, she had no way out, and this retreat basically marked her direct exit from the feast of carving up the Nether magic ship!

It was a fierce one of the dragon wings of the Corrupt Lady, and the two storms had just been discharged in the direction of the dragon wings, and they were incurled back into her nose.

As the legendary dragon took a deep breath, the air in the entire hall seemed to be evacuated by her in an instant!

For a moment, the wind stopped...

Even the sound of the evil symphony was drowned out a little.

But this is still beyond the expectations of the Corrupt Lady!

In her common sense, if a space becomes a near-vacuum, then the sound should disappear completely.

But in fact, she could not have really emptied a non-enclosed space anyway.

Second, she also discovered... This sound does not rely on the air, but on the invisible web of magic in this space... Vibration!

But it doesn't matter!

"Roaring !!!"

The next moment, a furious dragon roar rang out, and the magnificent dragon breath gushed out into the depths of the hall like a corroding river Styx!

The wind in front of the dragon's breath lifted the heavy curtain, revealing the figure sitting behind it.

A slightly blessed body...

Bald Lich...

He glanced at the villain and the dragon's breath with displeasure, his fingers flicking on the strings.

A space torn out of thin air directly swallowed the berserk dragon breath that even the legend couldn't resist, and I don't know where it flocked!

In the next second, the corrupt lady who had a premonition of a strong crisis retreated violently!

Then, in her stunned gaze of disbelief, another space tore open in vibration where she had been, and the dragon's breath rolled back into her instinctively open mouth...

The massive momentum swept her head backwards with a thud, and two massive dragon wings thrust the two humanoid dragons trying to catch her into the solid doorframe, making two clicks.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, you guys are going to make a move! Just watch the old lady make a fool of yourself! Don't kill this guy! None of us want to control this ship!"

Although the Corrupt Lady was completely immune to her own venom, she was also choked by her own mouthful of 'thick phlegm', and yelled at the void in anger.

As if in response to her words.

"Giggles, you big lizards, it's useless, let's come here!"

With that, a dark curtain of crosses that seemed to cut the entire space was slashed towards the lich.

A furious rain of arrows followed.

It was like a whole warband of archers firing a salvo.