Volume 14 The War of Kings!Chapter 8 The Pursuit

In the empty hall, there seems to be still the atmosphere of the fierce battle.

Adriman's corpse stood there, although there was a glorious king and powerhouse in front of him, but after death, in front of him, only the magic array that had lost its effect was left, and the demon bone that was slowly floating in the air.

However, even if it is this demon bone, how long can it remain?

A figure slowly appeared in the hall, as if he had been lurking here for a long time, and as if he had just arrived here.

He looked at Adriman first, but didn't come closer.

Although the other party is already a dead corpse, the momentum of the king's master is still on his body, and maybe the other party still has something left behind before he dies, in case there is anything that will outweigh the losses, he doesn't want to try this possibility.

He looked up at the demon bone suspended in the sky and muttered, "Is this what the Mentor needs?"

This kind of magical thing, any pure magic and elements can't directly act on it, that will only be directly absorbed by it, so even Adriman's "World Exile" has no effect on it, and Rommels's dark energy clone can't take it away.

He stepped forward, jumped slightly, stretched out his hand, and easily took it in his hand.

He held the object with a look of pity in his eyes, and after a while, he glanced warily left and right, put the demon bone into his bosom, and then he took out a black slate.

The crooked knuckles tapped on the slate, and the slab vibrated slightly, then emitted a white light that enveloped him.

When the light faded, the hall fell into the dead silence it had been.

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"It's over"

The blood dripping from the Horn of the Abyss has been completely consumed.

The huge soul of the Abyss Dragon Emperor roared unwillingly in the sky twice, and was finally forcibly dragged back to the Abyss Horn by the seal, and this phantom disappeared without a trace as if it had never appeared.

The withered bodies of the two lichs also fell to the ground, and due to the fusion of their souls, their souls were also sealed into the abyssal corner, leaving only two empty shells.

"Did it work?" said Baron Ulak's voice, trembling.

"It worked. Howard smiled and said, "Emperor Adriman has been assassinated, and the final plan for this trip to the temple has been completed." ”

"Really, really?" Ulak couldn't help but ask again, he was even afraid that he had heard it wrong.

"If you don't believe it, you can confirm it yourself......" Howard's voice became smaller and smaller, and his figure became more and more blurred, and when he finished saying this, the person completely disappeared from the place. This meant that his true body had relinquished control of the doppelganger, allowing it to dissipate into thin air.

After a few big breaths, Baron Ulak turned around sharply, clenched his fists and said, "We can finally get out of here" He couldn't help but get excited, he didn't expect him to really get out of here alive

Their original purpose was not to be in the Horn of the Abyss at all, or it was not the main purpose, and the joint mask was only for the purpose of diverting attention, and cooperating with one person to kill the French Emperor Adriman was the real purpose

Killing a king and a strong man was originally unimaginable, but I didn't expect it to be a real success.

The only thing he was worried about now was Ibsel's whereabouts, but now he couldn't care about it so much, and he didn't want to stay here for a moment

Modi, who was leaning against the wall, walked over slowly, he bent down, took the Abyssal Horn in his hand, patted the dust on it, picked it up and shook it, and said, "I'm afraid this thing is no longer of any use to your guild, why don't you put it here for the time being?"

Behind him, standing at this moment, all the remaining members of the masquerade.

Baron Ulak's eyelids jumped slightly, and he took a step back.

The combat power of the masquerade is also very impressive, and before leaving, a veteran reminded him to keep it in his hands as much as possible if possible, but ......

He looked around, there were forty-seven people when he set off, but now there were only six people left, including him, and although the other party was only five people, but after the death of the two lichs, the opponent's combat power far exceeded his side, and he couldn't stop the other party from reaching out at all.

I secretly sneered in my heart, the other Abyss Horn is still in the hands of the Patriarchs, even if this Abyss Horn is taken away, don't you have to rely on the orders of our Council of the Dead?

It's just that he couldn't see anything on his face, but said very sincerely: "Since the mission is over, then this matter is a prior agreement, of course, it will be handed over to the head of the regiment for safekeeping, and now, this is already your thing." ”

"Thank you then. ”

Moti only put some pressure on Baron Ulak, after all, he still needs to get another Abyssal Horn, and more importantly, they can't do without the help of the other party to get out of here safely.

Baron Ulak narrowed his eyes, took out a stack of stone tablets from the spatial ring, and said, "This is the fragment of 'Morusu', through them, we will first go to the underground world, and then return to the dark realm from the teleportation array there, so that we can avoid the pursuit of the light camp all the way." ”

"Oh, that's a good idea. Modi nodded, and was about to take over these stone slabs, but found that the other party did not show any signs of letting go, but looked at them with a smile, and said: "But now there is a problem, we only have a total of ten stone slabs, but we have eleven people now, which means that one person can't go, Captain Modi, who do you think is suitable to stay?"

Baron Ulak sneered in his heart, he actually had more slates, but he took out ten pieces, just to vent his dissatisfaction just now.

The light in Moti's eyes flashed, and he said quietly: "I think this problem is easy to solve." ”

"Oh?" said Baron Ulak, smiling with interest, "how to solve it?"

"I just saw that one of the swordsmen in your team happened to be seriously ill, and with the fierce fight just now, he won't be able to live long, even if he goes back, there is no point, right?"

"Who is it?" Baron Ulak showed a puzzled look, he turned his head and glanced at the people behind him one by one, and found nothing unusual, he couldn't help frowning, and said, "It doesn't seem to be, right?"

Modi said with a smile: "I said yes, do you doubt my judgment?"

At the same time as he finished speaking, a necromancer suddenly fell to the ground without saying a word, and everyone couldn't help but be shocked, and a famous swordsman went up to probe, and when he raised his head, his face was already full of surprise:

"He, he's dead. ”

Baron Ulak suddenly turned his head and stared at Moti, but the latter looked indifferent.

The eyes of the two dark swordsmen showed a heavy hostility, their hands on the hilts of their swords, and they were about to walk up with heavy breathing, but Baron Ulak stopped them with his hand, and he said in a deep voice: "Indeed, he is very sick, so the number of people is just right." ”

Modi smiled and said, "That's the best." ”

Baron Ulak knew very well in his heart that it was Moti who had done it just now, in order to warn him.

Although he knew this, he didn't dare to say anything more.

If the people of the masked can't go, then they also have the ability to make it impossible for all the people of the Council of the Dead here

In particular, Baron Ulak couldn't see through what kind of means this masked leader used, and he actually killed a necromancer with good strength in silence, you know, being able to live all the way to the end is enough to show his strength, but at this moment he died inexplicably, which can't help but chill his heart.

If that method was used on himself just now, he couldn't even think about it......

Now is not the time to tear his face with the fake dough, he can only eat this stuffy loss.

Calming down and exhaling, he calmly took out five pieces of Morusu and placed them in Moti's hands.

"Captain Modi, these fragments have been specially processed, and the coordinates on them are fixed, especially those drawn runes, your group doesn't often use this kind of magic item, right? Be careful not to break them, otherwise I don't guarantee that you will be teleported somewhere. ”

Although he didn't dare to make any more small movements, Baron Ulak still stabbed the other party in his tone.

Of course, Modi understood what the other party meant, he smiled, did not speak, and distributed the stone slab in his hand.

"Let's go"

Rays of light responded as they pierced through their respective stone slabs and enveloped them.

In a few moments, they'll be able to get out of here.

However, just as the light began to flicker, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside.

A panicked Dahl rushed in, and as he ran, he shouted, "Demon, demon, he's coming, he's coming." "He was so nervous that he stumbled a little as he ran.

It's just that when he raised his head, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"You guys"

Looking at the light emitted by the stone slab in the hands of everyone present, he suddenly realized what these people wanted to do

But the question is, are they ready to leave themselves alone?

Although it was hard to believe it, the flash of light in front of me showed that this thing was undoubtedly very real.

His face suddenly distorted, his eyes became crazy, and he suddenly let out a loud roar: "Since I can't go, then none of you want to go"

Red flames burst out of his head, and not only that, but the heat in the hall suddenly rose, and the corpses and clothes that had fallen to the ground were all on fire.

Seeing that the fiery red light on Dahl's body had a faint tendency to burst out, Modi's face also changed suddenly.

Dahl's natural ability is elemental fire, although fire may not be able to kill them immediately, but the problem is that Dahl can also make nearby flammable objects burn automatically, but the powder that draws magic runes is extremely easy to burn, and during the teleportation process, only the slightest bit of influence on this fragile stone slab may cause problems.

"Stop him" Baron Ulak also sensed that something was wrong, and he hurriedly shouted.

"You go first"

A loud shout rang out in the room, and a dark swordsman stopped what he was doing, slammed the slate to the ground, ignoring the slabs that had been reduced to pieces, and he rushed towards Dahl with one stride, drawing his sword, waving his arm, and slashing, all in one go.

Seeing this scene, Dahl regretted in his heart, he had already saved the plan to die together just now, but if the broken stone slab could be given to him, he didn't need to do it at all, just so distracted, he didn't expect that the other party's sword had arrived in front of him, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

He just wanted to dodge, but he was horrified to find that his whole body seemed to be restrained by a force, and he couldn't even move, and watched as the sword slashed past his neck, and then fell straight to the ground, and a splash of blood also sprayed on the ground.

The swordsman was stunned for a moment, and there was a hint of doubt in his eyes, although his skills were not bad, it was impossible to kill an elemental messenger like this, and his purpose was only to entangle the other party so that the rest of them could go first.

But the next moment, he knew what the problem was.

At the same time, the three mages and one of the members of the masquerade all felt the slate in their hands clatter and shatter, and then a handful of powder trickled out of the cracks in their fingers.

A man in a bishop's robe stood at the door of the hall at some point, and an endless sense of coercion spread from him, enveloping the entire hall, and they almost thought that they were facing a dragon, no, even more powerful than a dragon

Everyone suddenly realized that the "demon" in Dahl's mouth had finally arrived

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Outside the temple, the mages of the Mage Guild were already in chaos, and the disappearance of the "Elemental Boundary" was not only a de facto decline in strength, but also caused a serious psychological blow.

Once the king's power retreated, even though they now had overwhelming power over the Council of the Dead, the courage in their hearts was gone.

At Boris's feet were a dozen dark swordsmen, members of the Council of the Dead who had just come to attack and contain them, but until now he had not encountered a single big fish, and these little miscellaneous soldiers were nothing to him.

Those people from the Council of the Dead were ready to retreat after Jean entered the teleportation array, but where would he let them withdraw so easily?

He walked forward with his sword, which was still ticking with blood, and his murderous gaze was fixed on the black-haired man holding the harp.

The other party was wearing a black cloak, with long hair and a handsome face, and despite retreating, he still maintained the grace of a nobleman, as if the battle here had nothing to do with it, and he was always followed by a rugged-looking swordsman guard, and it seemed that the muscles of his body were full of explosive power.

It's just that when the "Elemental Frontier" suddenly stopped, the opponent's expression changed, and with his rich combat experience, Boris only judged from the opponent's subtle movements and expressions that this person had no intention of fighting.

"Want to go, it's not that easy"

Boris doubled the speed of his advance, his center of gravity was pressed very low, the sword in his hand was held weakly, his muscles were between tension and relaxation, his spine arched slightly, and he walked quickly towards the other party.

He looks like a spring full of power, as if it will bounce up and burst out at any moment.

The black-haired man didn't seem to feel his obvious murderous intent, he didn't even glance here, he kept his back to Boris, only the rough swordsman who followed behind him looked back from time to time.

"Whoosh" A sharp edge suddenly approached sharply from a distance, and when there was still a distance of more than ten meters, Boris did not hide his attack intentions, he was not a thief himself, for the opponent's strong man, it was meaningless to conceal tactics such as fraud, which must not be able to hide the perception of the other party, it was better to rush directly to kill, and he was also confident that he would defeat the opponent head-on

"Barlow, over to you. The black-haired man commanded without looking back.

"Leave it to me, my lord, and you can go. The rough swordsman grinned in agreement.

"Stay" Boris's sword has finally arrived.

The rough swordsman suddenly turned around and grinned at him, raising his hand, and a flash of light flashed there.

With the sound of "dang", there was a sound of metal clashes, and a huge shield appeared in front of Boris, which was so big that it almost covered the entire person of the other party, and only two small holes were left at the upper end for observation.

Boris took a few steps back, and he shook his wrist, which was a little sore, and couldn't help but frown.

His attacks have always been rhythmic, and the brief introduction is clear, when his sword attack, both the strength and the angle are the most accurate, but this time, it makes him feel like he can't start, the opponent's shield is obviously added to a special metal material, so that his sword not only does not leave any dents, not even the slightest trace is left.

"I'm Barlow, a shield warrior from Andwin County, a god stick from the light camp on the other side, say your name quickly, I'm afraid I won't have time to hear it later. ”

Even when the name was announced, the man held the shield high with one hand, while Ling grasped a nail-headed hammer with the other, and he was very tall, but he tried to shrink his body behind the shield.

Boris snorted, this kind of guy is tall, powerful, and wearing solid armor, even if he is slashed by a sword, I am afraid that he will not be able to cause the other party to be truly harmed. And with the blow just now, he saw that the other party's reaction was very fast, and he had a lot of combat experience, not the kind of brute who only relied on strength.

He found it a little tricky.

This person was not something that could be solved in a moment, and he made a quick judgment.

He simply ignored the black-haired man's departure, and instead focused his attention on the shield warrior.

"Templar Boris, don't forget my name when you go to Hell"

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