North of Bandel City, Sable Rock Mountains. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The blade-like mountain was once the best city wall of Bandel City, but it was weakened by the massive invasion of an unknown creature that could ignore the terrain.

This creature, with three eyes and four legs, and a purple appearance, is not a native creature of the Valoran continent at first glance.

Moreover, the number of such creatures was too terrifying, and on the pitch-black Blade Mountain, countless purple creatures poured down like a waterfall and poured into the realm of Bandel City.

Top of the Sable Mountains.

Vladimir stood on top of a blade, elegantly looking at the purple creatures at his feet, the mountain wind blowing through him, bringing his scarlet trench coat to hunt.

And beside him, on top of another blade, a man shrouded in a purple cloak, lightly lifting his right foot, floated above the black blade, and the mountain wind gently stretched the scarf behind his hood.

This person's purple clothes were covered with strange talismans that shone with a faint blue light, and on his waist, a dagger that also shone with blue light was so conspicuous.

"Are these void creatures really as powerful as you say?" Vladimir looked at the void creatures that were constantly emerging around him and said with amusement.

"First of all, they're not called Void Creatures, they're called Void Spirits. Secondly, it's not for me to decide whether they're powerful or not, but for what you see. The man replied in a peculiar, illusory voice.

It seems that the two people don't know each other, but they know each other a little.

"I didn't expect you to understand these bitter philosophies."

Vladimir played with the blood ball in his hand, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "I really can't understand why Svein would let the two of us join forces with people who have never met?" To do that, I'm enough. ”

"I don't think you can do that alone, and I've never met it. From the moment we met, it was already a non-tenable thing. ”

"Hehe, interesting."

Vladimir bowed very gentlemanly and said with a smile: "First time we met, I am Vladimir, a noble blood magician. ”

"My name is Marzaha. Once a prophet of the continent. ”

Marzaha said emotionlessly, "Now, you may call me, Void Prophet. ”

"Well, then, Void Prophet."

Marzaha looked at the purple ocean in front of him, but in his mind, he was thinking about everything he had experienced before and after entering another world, the world called the Void World.

Most of them went insane in the glare of Shurima's scorching sun. Marzaha, on the other hand, lost his mind in the embrace of the night.

Marzaha was a prophet by nature.

Although his talent has not yet reached the realm of perfection, his ability is the greatest favor of the Valoran continent.

Because he has a strong sense of the complexity and changeability of fate, some undesirable things take advantage of the void and gradually erode his subconscious.

In Malzaha's dream, at the weakest point of the Veil of Separation, an evil spirit was calling him.

At first, Marzahashan was able to resist this intense temptation, but as time passed. The call grew stronger until Marzahar could no longer resist.

Under the lure of some kind of enchanting talisman. Armed with no supplies, Marzaha and his best friend, Cassadine, ventured into the depths of the desert.

Their destination was a declining civilization in the East, a place known in ancient books as Aecasia.

Few people believe that this place once existed, and those who believe in its existence believe that Acacia must have been swallowed up by the sand.

Just when Marzaha and Cassadine's legs could no longer hold up, they found themselves kneeling in front of a strange obelisk that had collapsed.

The obelisk is surrounded by an alien city that has been destroyed. and the Colossus of the Corroded Dark Spirit.

Malzaha's eyes saw things that ordinary people shouldn't see, and they filled the void.

Once, his visions of foreknowledge of the future fluctuated, but now he clearly saw the scene where Valoran would be besieged by the creatures of the Void.

Standing in the windswept sand dunes, Marzaha triumphed over the bewitching voice. With Cassadine's help, at the cost of his own life, he cast a forbidden spell to seal the void gate that appeared in front of his eyes.

When he woke up again, he found himself floating in an endless void world, and Cassadine was gone.

In the endless void, Marzahar floated in chaos, I don't know how long it took.

His body was transformed day by day by the energy of the void, and his mind was transformed day by day by the bewitching voice.

Until one day, there was a person who opened the seal that should have been impossible to break.

"The earth will disappear, the ocean will dry up, and the sky will fall...... They will all come. ”

This was the first thing Marzaha said after he woke up, and this was the picture he had seen countless times in the Void World.

And the man who heard him say this was none other than Svein.

"It's not just them, it's endless darkness."

This is a quote that Svein told Marzaha.

After some secret conversations, the reborn Marzaha adapts to his new power in the Void Gate, and at the same time, according to Svein's guidance, he forms a ...... in the Void World Army of the Void.

Time and space flickered.

Marzahar had descended on the continent of Valoran with his army of the Void, and he looked at the army he had formed, silent.

"So, my prophet, do you have any good arrangements?" Vladimir caught a glimpse of a distracted Marzakha and asked softly.

"Nope."

"So, we're going ahead with the original plan?"

"Why not?"

"I just can't understand why Svi is so excited about this mission, in my opinion, this mission is just a simple task."

"Don't underestimate these little dwarfs in Bandle City, they'll make you feel tricky."

"No matter how tricky they are, they're just a bunch of hairy dwarfs."

"Whatever, you just need to be able to complete the task."

"Then I'll take the lead."

"Good luck."

"Haha."

In that slightly piercing laugh, Vladimir's body suddenly fell, turning into a pool of sticky blood, down the rugged mountain road.

The pool of scarlet blood, swept into the torrent of purple, was inconspicuous.

However, after a while, the pool of blood stuck to the uneven ground and quietly left the purple torrent.

The pool of blood was nothing conspicuous on the pitch-black ground, especially when all the attention of Bandle City was focused on the purple torrent.

This pool of blood silently penetrated through the cracks in the walls of Bandel City and into this impregnable city.

In Bandel City, in a no-man's corner near the Institute of Science.

In the viscous pool of blood, Vladimir's pale face rose from it.

"Hehehehe, that yodeler's blood last time was delicious."

Vladimir stretched out his scarlet tongue, licked the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "First use magic to free a few living yodelers, and then go to complete the task, hehaha!" (To be continued.) )