Chapter 905: The Queen and the Marshal

Darkness?

This is a gray world, lifeless, the land, rocks, buildings, the sky, everything is gray, but it is gloomy, but it is not monotonous, and there are clear black and white dots, which makes this world lifeless at the same time, a little more unusual.

It's kind of like being in the world of sketching, it's amazing.

The black gauze is masked, only a pair of burgundy bright eyes are exposed, the long black and purple hair is casually draped behind him, the golden headdress is decorated on it, and the seemingly thin black and purple combat uniform is tightly wrapped around the delicate body, perfectly outlining the curved and flaming figure, and a scarlet spear with a strange pattern in his hand is pointed back obliquely.

The moment this figure appeared, it became the only bright spot in this world, the center of the world.

Burgundy eyes stared at the young man who suddenly broke in, and for the first time she found someone she couldn't see through, the black veil trembled slightly, and the beautiful voice that was as clear as a cool spring sounded.

"This is not a place where the living can come, and since they have come, let us stay as the dead.

Gae Bolg Alternative (Guns Through Deadflight!)"

As the words fell, the scarlet light flashed between heaven and earth.

The queen of the godslayer did not hesitate to launch a stunt in the face of the intruder who could silently climb over the seven city walls and come to the Death Magic Mirror, and the wisdom of the demon realm could not see through it.

Time and space stagnation, cause and effect reversal!

Bite!

A folding fan appeared suddenly, and the seemingly fragile fan bone did not move to stop the cold flash, and at a glance it felt that it was indescribably sharp scarlet spear tip.

"What a anxious queen. โ€

The folding fan in the young man's hand stopped the spear that was destined to penetrate his heart, and he blinked at the pair of beautiful eyes full of wisdom and historical charm, as intoxicating as old wine, and chuckled and flew backwards, disappearing into the sky almost in an instant.

"Look for someone who can kill, he's in Fuyuki City, anger that little guy, and you'll definitely be granted your wishes. โ€

โ€œยทยทยทโ€

The beautiful queen's burgundy eyes looked in the direction where the young man had disappeared, she knew everything about the magic mirror, and she was sure that the other party had left the magic mirror.

"Fuyuki?"

The queen muttered to herself, her burgundy eyes looked at the gloomy sky, as if she had seen through the future, and snorted softly, revealing a touch of curiosity and joy in her burgundy eyes.

"It doesn't matter who you are or what your purpose is, this king has taken it!"

โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”

"Hey, what a heartwarming queen, what a pity..."

The young man walked slowly through the streets of London, England, folding his fan and swaying it gently, and let out such a sigh, and he didn't know whether he was sighing that he had not been able to have a good relationship with the beautiful god-killing queen, or that the beautiful queen was about to usher in the death she wanted.

In the blink of an eye, the scenery changes, and the bustling streets of London are replaced by an old clock tower and somewhat deserted squares.

One step out, into a place where there is no up and down, no left and right, difficult to discern the direction, like a starry sky, only a high-backed seat that looks very old, and a strange space with countless books floating.

The owner here also has a pair of red pupils, but compared to the wine-red eyes of the glamorous queen, it is like the difference between fireflies and bright moons.

Short volatilization, hooked nose, wearing a simple but noble and elegant black magician dress, black cloak, its posture is strong and lean, a lot of age is full of momentum, old and strong!

But the young man chuckled very casually:

"Meet again, Marshal of the Devil's Way, Zelrich. โ€

The famous Jewel Man, one of the Twenty-Seven Ancestors, the Second Magician, and the Marshal of the Demon Dao, possessed a name that would be enough for ordinary magicians to look up to, and Zelrich, who could observe countless parallel worlds that existed, and traveled between any worlds, was exceptionally humble in front of the youth.

"In front of you, you can't. โ€

Zelrich knows very well that on the outside, he is a strong man admired by countless people, but in front of this person, there is an ant who will be wiped out just by blowing a breath, the jewel man, the twenty-seventh ancestor, the second magic, and his various achievements so far have a deep or shallow relationship with this one.

The young man smiled and shook his head:

"Don't be inhibited, I'm here to ask you to do me a small favor. โ€

"Speak, please. โ€

"I think you have also noticed the anomaly of this world, that little guy is my successor, but he is a lazy person, and he is reluctant to take the last step, so I hope you will give him some motivation. โ€

"This..."

Zelridge's face was embarrassed, he could observe, and freely shuttle through any parallel world, he was naturally clear about the anomalies that appeared in this world, and he also knew that the other party was cultivated by the young man in front of him, not to mention the partner who was beyond the roots, even if he used all the means, he couldn't fix the other party.

How could the young man not know what was in the predicament of Zelridge, so he had gone to the Shadow Nation first.

"I know your difficulties, so I've got you a helper, the Queen of the Shadow Country, you know, and you just need to use your power to throw the little one out of this world. โ€

Zelrich knew when he heard this, with the help of the king, he could still do it just by throwing people out of this world, so he said cheerfully:

"In this way, there is no problem. โ€

"Well, it's up to you how you act, Marshal, I'll take my leave first. โ€

The young man nodded with satisfaction, teased the old man in front of him, and the person left this strange space after the words fell.

"That's really..."

Zelrich's face was full of laughter and tears when he heard this, and he had the impression that the young man was hardly serious... In addition to accompanying a few ladies to go shopping and fight.

Of course, he will not say it, and he will not even confide in the name of the youth, he knows very well that when he reaches the realm of youth, no matter how many layers of the world are separated, as long as he calls his real name, he will inevitably be sensed.

Sometimes it's ridiculous to think that magicians spend their lives on the quest to reach the roots, to gain ultimate knowledge, to jump out of the world, thinking that this is the pinnacle, but not knowing that for more powerful beings than words, they are just ants.

Zelrich exhaled, his heart was much more relaxed, and he shook his head slightly:

"Next, I'm busy.,Let's talk to the one in the Shadow Country first.,I hope I won't be stabbed by a shot after I go in.,Although you can't die.,But it's painful.ใ€‚ โ€

A clear female voice suddenly sounded in the space, and said meaningfully:

"Oh, is this such an unreasonable person in your eyes?"

Zelrich was stunned when he heard this, and then asked with a smile:

"Isn't it your reason that only the dead enter the Land of Shadows?"