Deep in the ruins of Amanda, a cold and terrifying stone palace.

As you stand in the center of the palace hall and look beyond the cascading gray steps and up the velvet carpet of scarlet ground, you will find that the supreme throne is in an indispensable, hazy shadow from every angle, leaving only an indistinct outline.

The group of undead from several eras ago, in order to please the undead Queen's insect eater Gypsy, who was naturally fond of coldness, had a unique design when building the throne hall, and the hideous dome cast a pitch-black shadow, completely enveloping the huge throne, and the light brought by the lead-gray sky outside could hardly illuminate the place, adding a touch of gloom to the already terrifying hall.

The old dragon Clockdi Fitzdry sat on the throne of the Lord, his thin and withered body curled up in a ball, like an ugly statue of lime poured in front of his back.

As soon as he discovered that a full team of Arcane Servants had lost control through the Control Hub, Fitz came here and sat down, never moving again, in this uncomfortable position of contemplation.

His cloudy, gloomy gaze stared at the round crystal ball in his hand like a falcon, not moving away for even a moment, as if a flower could be seen from it.

On the crystal ball, a complicated picture was clearly displayed, which was an arc-shaped silhouette overlooking the ruins of Amanda from above, like a god on the top of the clouds looking at his own dull people in the sky, and through the eye of the mage suspended in mid-air, Fitz easily grasped the authority of the gods of mythology, and he deeply believed that all the filth and evil in the ruins could not escape his eyes.

Of course, if this idea of secondary two was known to Roger, he would definitely scoff at it, who had always claimed to have been deceived by the boss of the immeasurable gods.

In the words of Roger, who is keen to complain, the gods who hold the so-called authority are like a group of bosses who cut the door, leaving all the dirty work to itinerants like themselves to do, without even paying a penny of wages. The gods travel in the mountains and rivers on weekdays, and they must not have the kung fu to lie in the sky and peep into the boring life of mortals.

Get back to business.

I don't know how long it took, Fitz's eyes suddenly flickered, his bloodshot eyes stared straight at the flashing images on the crystal ball, his dry fingers touched the rounded surface of the crystal ball slightly, and those pictures flowed like a rewind, and the figure that had just disappeared appeared again, and froze there.

In the ant-like ranks of slaves, there was a handful of people who did not fit in with the surroundings, and they mixed in with the ranks of slaves, swaggering, as if they were about to enter the gate of the ruins, but in the ensuing scene, Fitz could not find any trace of them.

"Young magician, you're here......."

Recognizing the figure that had been repeated hundreds of times, Fitz finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the heart hanging in his throat was also put back. Having only achieved a trivial victory and rushed impatiently to the enemy's lair, such an irrational behavior made Fitz very pleased, and the corners of his chapped mouth couldn't help but smile, operating in the ruins of Amanda for many years, Fitz was never afraid to face any enemy here, let alone face such a frizzy little guy.

The only thing that still worries him is the failure of the dark wizard Aaron, the group of people who have been disobedient to him for many years, and it may not be surprising that with the information left by Yvette to research a device against the Arcane Servants, Fitz does not believe that they can defeat Aaron alone, even with this strange boy.

"Little one, did you send from the Federation, or did you just accidentally wander into this barren necromantic underworld?" Fitz's withered palm shrouded the round crystal ball, and for a moment a beautiful purple halo appeared on the crystal ball, illuminating his intoxicated face, and in the ruins, the pale golden 'mage eye' suspended in mid-air suddenly shone brightly, "No matter what, you better stay!"

"Brother Roger, look over there!" Ryan, who was carefully advancing against the wall of the house, exclaimed, and then unsurprisingly slapped on the head by Roger.

"Little Ryan, don't be surprised, let's sneak in, okay. Glancing at the mage's eyes that flickered like a convulsion in mid-air, Roger turned around and pinched his waist and pointed at Little Ryan's head, "As a qualified stalker, the most important thing is to be quiet and focused, don't make a fuss all day long, no one can save you if you are found like this." ”

Thinking of Lilith's stubborn figure yesterday, Roger, who was originally just joking, couldn't help but feel a little stronger in his fingertips. The contract signed with the dark wizard can be violated, the missing soul can be traced, and what really hurts Roger's head is the demon archduke who left that elemental spell - Zero.

Demons, the outer creatures who followed the end dragon Tasia to invade the pan-continent, are cruel and warlike by nature, and adult demons are almost equivalent to human third-order professionals, and the grand dukes who stand at the top of the demons are the best among them, and according to legend, each of them has the power to change the sky and reshape the rules.

Even at the beginning of the Twilight Age, the Demon Grand Dukes were all sealed by the new generation of gods led by the Holy Light God, and the entire demon clan was even pushed into the subplane, but behind the natural and man-made disasters in several epochs, some demon shadows can be found more or less. The ghost only knew what the spell represented in the arrangement of the Demon Grand Duke.

Glancing at Roger, who was stunned, Difana kicked away the fragments of the armor of the law enforcement team that were scattered on the ground, and the corners of her mouth twitched, "What are you sneaking into, the noise is so big, we have already been discovered, right?"

"Little girl, what do you know. Shaking his head, Roger said thoughtfully, "For a master stalker, as long as all witnesses are killed, this is a successful infiltration. ”

Seeing Difana holding Subject 3 staring at him with a confused expression, Roger shrugged helplessly, "It's boring for people who don't understand stalks, and it's funny to ridicule Elway's sullen guy yet, forget it, anyway, no matter how ...... before"

"Look at the flickering 'Mage's Eye', and now we're really being discovered. ”

In Roger's calm speech, the mage's eyes in mid-air began to flipped and shine rapidly, just like the stars of the day, and the halo visible to the naked eye was like a wave of cascading and agitating, so that the strange celestial phenomena that had never produced in the ruins of Amanda certainly not only attracted the attention of the three Roger, but also caused a commotion in the camp where the slave laborers gathered not far away, and the exclamations and shouts suddenly made the ruins noisy.

"Let's go, I'm sure there's not much time left, I don't want to run into Fitz's years of arrangement, God knows what a betrayer will do in his lair. Squinting, Roger turned to Ryan and Defana.

The two people in front of him plus Roger himself are all the members of the team who infiltrated this time, not because no one responded when they assembled, but because this guy had other considerations.

In fact, even Carlos, who was a little cautious, answered Roger's call honestly in the morning and waited at the entrance of the cave with the people of the True Knowledge.

And when Roger, yawning, only chose Ryan and Difana to infiltrate the ruins of Amanda with himself, and others to support from afar, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and expressed their worries about the operation.

Ryan carefully gathered away the scattered armor of the law enforcement team, apparently trying to hide it in an uninhabited house nearby.

After Roger placed the confiscated diamond-shaped beacon into the components of Subject Three, the magic fluctuations generated by Number Three could already invade the control band of the Arcane Servant more wantonly, even under the control of strong fluctuations in the control hub such as Amanda Ruins, Subject Three could also play a strong role in suppressing the actions of the Arcane Servant, and the guards of the law enforcement team along the way were all controlled by it, and then easily eliminated by Roger's magic.

"Ryan, now that it's been discovered, there's no need to deal with that pile of scrap metal," Roger tucked the 'silver vulture' back into the holster around his waist, and Roger understood that in the next battle, this little dagger could not be of much use, and they would probably face a swarming enemy next, "Keep up with me, the rest of the road will be exciting." ”

As Roger had expected, as the golden vertical pupils of the 'Mage's Eye slowly deflected in their direction, and finally locked onto Roger's and the others, who were like ants, the entire ruin was like a whole huge precision machine, and all parts were running with extreme efficiency.

The overseers who received the order dispersed the onlookers with fierce whips, and blocked the gate of the ruins at the first time, and then the dilapidated shacks of the slaves were pasted to the shelves, and rows of hideous black iron fences rose from the ground, turning the entire inner city into a huge gladiatorial arena around the central palace of the ruins.

Their shiny armor glows with the cold light of the forest, where the Arcane Servants who were once contributed by the mages to maintain the sanctuary awaken, driven by the betrayers, transformed into brutal war machines, and countless law enforcement guards converge into a black torrent of steel, wrapped in choking smoke and dust, and swoop straight into the area where Roger and the three are located.

"Arcane Strengthening, Wind Speed!"

Feeling the trembling of the earth, Roger's expression was cold, and the staff in his hand flowed with graceful brilliance, and the bodies of the three people, including him, suddenly became lighter.

"Keep your eyes open and watch, the next thing is the battle for the magicians. ”