A silent atmosphere abruptly hung over the top floor of the Violet Mage Tower, and the clean white jade floor was reflected with the light of lightning.

"Has it fallen?"

Du Bois murmured, but no one answered.

As the owner of the Violet Mage Tower and the guardian of the Stoke Kingdom, His Majesty Craigie remained silent, a look of uncertainty flashing in his deep eyes, and the unexpected happened, making everything confusing.

Next to the white jade railing, Moira, who seemed to be the independence of the ice lotus, took a few steps forward with an undignified manner, her crystal eyes full of incredulity and a hint of fear.

A legendary demon lord from the bottomless abyss fell in front of his eyes, and he didn't even have a chance to chant his true name.

The real name is the last resort under the legendary crown, it is the ability to retrace the soul and recondense the body's life-saving ability, even if it is at the risk of the real name being exposed, it is better than a complete life, at least the real name can be moved and replaced at a certain price.

{In the golden-green glow, they did not see the system's dark green data stream, obscured by the majestic life force of Ion.} }

"The will of the bottomless abyss has retreated."

As the Legendary Crowns withdrew their gaze, Craigie Crowns were the first to break the silence, this was the Violet Mage Tower, his territory, and he couldn't show any cowardice.

Hearing this, Du Bois put away the iron wine jug, lowered his head, and hid his emotions, the internal affairs of the Stoke Kingdom are not something that he can interfere with as an outsider, he is just employed by the noble council, and now the will of the bottomless abyss has retreated, which means that the task is completed and he can leave safely.

It's a very pleasant task, and you don't have to do anything to get a reward, and Du Bois hopes that this kind of hire assignment will come more often.

"Wait a minute, Dubois crown, tonight is not over yet." As if to see Du Bois's intention to leave, Moira spoke coldly, and the meaning of blocking was beyond words.

"If I'm not mistaken, the agreement was signed after sunrise that the mission would end."

"Really? Haha, I kind of forgot. Du Bois touched his head, said with a dry smile, and then found a wooden chair at random, leaned on, opened the iron flask, and took a sip.

Interesting, it seems that tonight's affair is not over yet, so what's next? The instincts from the legendary warrior gave Du Bois a smell of the other.

Is it a conspiracy of the nobility again?

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The rain of the night became more and more rapid, and the rain like a white curtain flooded Limontanglu, and the dim starlight lost its brilliance, and the darkness of the night obscured the silent city.

A solemn atmosphere descended on the Temple of Power in the southeastern region, a little golden light shrouded the thick and simple buildings, a strange landscape emerged, the falling rainstorm shifted to the streets on both sides, and a rainbow faintly bloomed and quickly dissipated.

"The cunning Scarlet Serpent Archibald has fallen!"

In the main temple, under the statue of the god of power, the sound of prayer stopped, and Agnes opened her pale golden eyes, filled with solemnity, compared to the people in the Violet Mage Tower, as the cardinal archbishop of the Temple of Power, he could clearly feel the strange situation happening on the other side of the bottomless abyss.

Therefore, Agnes also knows better how shocking Archibald's fall is. He had no idea that the Demon Lord, who had resounded through the fourth abyss: the Howling Abyss, would fall to Limontanlu and in this way: the head of the snake was beheaded by a knight chief.

"Modrian!" Agnes whispered the name of the human noble, as if trying to keep it in her mind.

"It seems that all of us have underestimated this Northland nobleman before, and the two legendary crowns are guarding, which is a rare thing." Even though he already thinks highly of Modrian, the power he is showing now is still terrifying.

"Which side is it!? Why hasn't there been any news before? ”

Agnes raised her head slightly, looking at the solemn statue of the god, the golden light fell like the wind, reflecting on the head of the idol to the left, as if it was an illusion, in the hazy light, in the position of his faint statue stood a tall armored figure with majestic eyes.

The sound of prayer resumed, and the divine light emanated from the idol, gentle but not harsh, with a faint comfort, which soothed all strange emotions.

Cardinal Agnes knelt on the ground, his golden cloak dragged to the ground, his hands folded against his forehead, his expression focused and reverent, and his mouth reciting a beautiful hymn of praise.

Crunch!

The door of the temple opened, and Agnes, like an old man, walked out slowly, stopping when she saw the silver-gray knight standing silently on the right side of the gate.

"Pollit, arrange for the missionaries to close all palace doors before dawn, and forbid any strangers to enter the Temple of Strength." Agnes admonished.

"You personally carry out this matter and sit in the center."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Pollitt lowered his head and said in a respectful tone, and the crisp footsteps faded away until the figure disappeared around the corner.

"Oracle!"

A look of doubt appeared on the old face, but Agnes did not question it, but firmly carried out the content of the oracle, which was the supreme glory.

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The torrential rain filled the sky and the earth, and in the deep night, bursts of heavy footsteps trampled on the floor, splashing the starting point of the water stains.

In front of the palace of Valrante, a column of soldiers in purple armor crossed the vast water curtain and headed towards the main entrance of the majestic palace.

"Is it arranged?" His Highness looked at the palace complex sleeping in the dark shower, and his eyes were full of coldness.

"The gates are under control, but the palace guards can't penetrate them." The Duke of Dacama walked in the rainy night, his burly body carrying a giant sword, exuding a wild atmosphere.

"Let's get started!"

His Royal Highness Guy looked back at the dim and gloomy Limontanlu in the night, a cross-shaped blue rune appeared in his pupils, it was indifference, blood, and madness, and then he walked towards the palace of Valrante without hesitation, his ice-blue hair swaying slightly with the cold wind.

"It's mine, it's mine, even if you're my father, you can't take it away."

Dada! Dada!

The dull sound of footsteps sounded again, and the group of soldiers in purple armor silently followed the two figures in the front and disappeared into the heavier and heavier rain.

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In the depths of the Lenwall Mountains, the green vegetation is all over the mountain peaks, and an old emerald green tree several feet high sits halfway up the mountain, and the golden-green branches ripple slightly.

On the mountain path, a swift short figure is rapidly approaching here, and when it sees the verdant old trees, a happy expression appears on the plush face.

"Your Majesty, you're awake!" Timo quickened his steps, then kicked his legs lightly, leaping to sit on the thick and soft shoulders of the old tree.

"Did Xiaoju wake you up? Haha, I just saw Ju outside. ”

The dark brown branches flickered, touching Timo's back lightly, invisible power flickering, and the dwarf figure tumbled to the ground.

"It's Lord Modrian who has done something, telling Quinn to pay attention to the situation in the town of Irwindale and the fortress of Laxstak, I have a hunch that a storm of chaos is about to sweep through the Stoke Kingdom." Eon Thornfoot looked down at the yodelers and spoke softly.

It's not that he's lying about it, it's a sudden whim after fighting the demon lord with his will, at least in the years he remembers, there are very few mistakes.