"Craigie's old fellow's Violet Mage Tower?" Marjery's expression was gloomy, and the murderous color was hidden in the depths of his eyes, and he looked down at the human nobles on the ground.

"The nobles of the Stoke Kingdom?"

"Yes, sir." Modrian looked up at the middle-aged man in a black dress in mid-air, and then lowered his eyelids. The majestic breath of life is the guy who has stepped into the road of blood in his previous perception.

It is worthy of the Mokawi family, and the legendary crown is arranged to accompany him on a single patrol mission.

"A long memory." Marjeri looked at the silver-armored soldier below and smiled inexplicably. "I didn't expect to hear from the 'old fellow' in the Abyss of Original Sin."

"Well... I'm sorry, but I've got some news from the Kingdom of Stoke, hmm... For example, the Varrant family, but they don't seem to have heard of the Jeffrey family. ”

In addition to the inexplicable and strange encounter, there is also pain that brings to Marjery.

The Mokawi family had descended on Limontamlu, but were severely wounded and dying in front of the Violet Mage's Tower, including him, and fled back to the abyss of original sin.

"The Jeffreys may seem weak for a great family like Mokawi, but we have our own powers, and it can be much easier for you, isn't it?" Modrian said with a soft chuckle as he gave instructions with his right hand behind his back.

He had a premonition that something was wrong, as if the conversation was going too well, and out of the corner of his eye, he looked at Chesterton and saw that it was trembling slightly, and there was a hint of fear in his flaming eyes.

Looking at the red sky again, two other huge blood-colored bats circled around the low altitude of Chiyan City, faintly cutting off the way to retreat.

Was this discovered? Modrian's heart was filled with helplessness.

Isn't there often a plot in the previous life where you pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger? It's a look, why doesn't it work when you come to me?

"You're right, it's just that I still have doubts......." Marjery shook his head, trying to keep acting.

In his thousand years of life, he has seen too much right and wrong, and the acting talent of the human aristocracy in front of him is too clumsy and stupid.

"When did you find out?" Modrian spoke directly, interrupting the middle-aged blood's words, and his figure retreated slightly.

The atmosphere of silence lingered in the palace, and Marjery suddenly laughed, and looked at Modrian indifferently: "Human noble, you are too calm, and your composure is not like rushing into the abyss, but coming prepared. ”

"Is it relying on the Violet Mage Tower?"

"It's a pity that according to the family intelligence, the Violet Mage Tower has left the Stoke Kingdom and merged into the Northlands....."

"Oh, you don't seem to know the whereabouts of the Violet Mage Tower?" Marjery looked down on Modrian, blood condensing in his pupils, reflecting his face in astonishment.

"Why are you talking to me so much?" Modrian pointed to the blood-colored bats hovering in the sky, his expression extremely 'gloomy' and a little angry. "Is this a manifestation of the greatness of the Mokawi family?"

The blood-colored aura filled the air, covering the sky.

The boiling flame energy in Chiyan City was inexplicably suppressed, and the power of blood filled the air.

Marjery nodded lightly at Gibbon imperceptibly, his figure slowly approached not far from Modrian, and said softly: "Because .........."

Phew!

Bright blood shadows burst out, sharp teeth were revealed at the corners of his mouth, and Marjery crossed the distance of space and appeared above the heads of the human nobles.

"Because, you don't even know the really important place of the Abyss Passage, ridiculous human nobles!"

The black dress twisted and wriggled like a bat spreading its wings.

Before leaving, he turned into a slender sword in his hand.

The hilt resembles a bat, and the blade is slender, resembling the teeth of a beast, with a bloodthirsty eerie feel.

Not only that, but Majeri also burst out with the power of the Legendary Realm, pouring down like a torrent of life pressure.

He had to make sure that the Abyss Passage was in the hands of the Mokawi family, so everyone else who knew the news should die.

Bite------

The violent sound of metal grinding suddenly exploded in the air, bitter and piercing, and layers of transparent ripples spread from the center, obliterating the rough walls of the palace.

The remnants of energy continued to push the Dreadnought Legionnaires backwards.

As far as the eye could see, the tip of the slender and sharp sword pierced a thick round shield, bent nearly ninety degrees, and subjected to great oppression.

Magery looked gloomily at the stout man who appeared in front of the human nobles, his pale golden helmet covering his head, but those bland and indifferent eyes made him feel an inexplicable tremble.

"Legendary?!"

He had a hunch that things were beyond imagination, and there was a legend behind the human nobles, so his previous guesses were all wrong.

"Damn, this human nobleman is definitely not a vassal of the Violet Mage Tower!"

The thoughts that came to Marjery's mind had not yet dissipated, and within his perception, the change had returned.

Buzzing! Buzzing! Buzzing!

The sound of bowstrings sounded, and blue arrows emerged from all corners of the palace, leaving brilliant ribbons in the sky.

Then, with lightning speed, it pierced through the wings of the blood-colored bat, and the sticky and smelly blood splattered wildly.

The next moment!

A mournful wail echoed in the red sky.

The mounts of the Mokawi family were set on fire by the Avarosa Sharpshooters and were so badly damaged that they fell from the sky to the ground, smashing up a cloud of dust.

The sudden situation caused everyone in the Mokawi family to panic.

However, those who can be sent out to carry out tasks are all the elite of the family, and they quickly change their forms in mid-air, turning into bats and soaring into the air.

......

......

Modrian retreated to the Dreadnought Vanguard array, and Zhao Xin and Galen stepped out of the hidden building, standing on the left and right sides respectively, and then he looked at Ash at the top of the palace.

"Let's do it, it's a quick fix, we still have something to do."

Ash nodded slightly when he heard this, his calm eyes locked on the more than twenty scarlet bats in mid-air, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned.

"Let's see how close they can get."

【Shooter's Focus】!

The blessing of Avarosa in his hand bloomed blue, the bowstring was full, and Ash was engrossed in looking at the living target.

"No one can escape my aiming."

Airplanes!

Transparent frost slashes across the red sky in straight curves, hitting the target with precision and passing through the skull.

The extreme cold coagulated the blood that spilled from the wound.

Airplanes! Airplanes! Airplanes!

The sound of bowstrings did not stop, and the crystal arrows were like dripping rainstorms, cleaning up the scarlet bats in mid-air, dancing and falling to the ground, shattering into pieces of crystal clear art.

In just a moment, the elite of the Mokawi family was almost wiped out.

Occasionally, one or two were struggling in vain under the fire of the Avarosa archers.