The scorching sun hung high.

Inside the tranquil city of Red Flame.

The narrow streets and alleys have been cleaned up and cleaned, and the dirty places that were once there are no longer there.

In the low houses with colonnades on both sides, young abyssal fire children can be faintly seen playing.

Perhaps it was the reason why the Demacian legion was stationed during this time, and they looked curiously at Modrian's party, and occasionally one or two little ones followed behind the group, making cheerful noises.

"Well done," Modrian said approvingly, looking around.

Although the architectural function and environment of Chiyan City cannot be compared with the towns of Valoran, under the governance of Galen, it is much better, quite Demacian style.

In the halls of the palace, gentle magical lights shine down, dispelling the dim surroundings of the abyss.

Modrian sat in a white jade chair, while Galen and Svein sat separately.

It was Sigrid, who stood on the right side of the white jade chair with her hands tied, and a nervous look quietly appeared.

As a descendant of the Mokawi family, although I don't know how many generations have passed, before she became an adult, all the life and traces revolved around the family ancestral land, so she knew the strength and horror of the Mokawi family.

Strictly speaking, Sigrid's follow-up to Modrian was without the consent of the Mokawi family.

This is part of the reason why the Mokawi family sent people to infiltrate Valoran territory before.

"Don't be too nervous." Modrian saw that Sigrid's mood was not right, and he comforted him.

He didn't hide much about the Abyss of Original Sin, and told Sigrid about it, because he had told Sigrid his identity when he swore to follow him.

Looking back, Modrian clearly knew that this meeting meant a lot to Sigrid.

"Red Flame City is the territory of Valoran's territory, and no one can cross the line and act rashly."

He had already understood the background strength of the Mokawi family, and he didn't quite believe that such a hegemon-level force would be an abandoned pawn and make enemies for no reason.

Sigrid, who was standing beside her, heard Modrian's words, her blood-colored eyes rolled, looking at the few heroes sitting upright in the palace, controlling the rhythm of her breathing and soothing her emotions.

The battle of the gods of the Great Plains of Shatar spread throughout Valoran, and each of the lords was deeply proud of their lord and legion.

Including the few followers of the beginning, their status is not what it used to be.

Click! Click! Click!

The sound of gentle footsteps sounded in the palace corridors, accompanied by the breath of the deep sea.

The palace door opened, and a young blond man stepped into the hall under Chesterton's guidance.

A well-fitting black gold-rimmed dress reflects the slender and straight figure, coupled with the sun-like blonde hair and a handsome and soft face, which exudes an inexplicable and calm aristocratic temperament.

This is definitely a man who can make women jealous, especially the fair and flawless skin, which glows with jade.

The blonde youth was alone in the palace hall, doing nothing, but a mountain-like pressure appeared out of thin air, causing the air to stagnate.

Of course, such pressure can be completely ignored for Modrian and others.

But Sigrid is different, as a blood clan, as the lowest strength, her feeling is the most obvious, and her delicate face quickly turns pale, which involuntarily causes her soul to tremble.

Because the pressure unconsciously exuded by the blonde youth contains a natural blood suppressive force.

This is the ancient generational class within the blood clan, and it is also the so-called descendant division.

The thirteen clans of the blood clan active in the bottomless abyss have thirteen ancestors of the blood clan behind them, and it is rumored that they have terrifying strength comparable to that of the gods as the third generation of the blood clan.

And their descendants, the fourth and fifth generations of the blood clan, have obtained some of the power of the ancestors through [First Possession], and the strength levels are uneven, but the weakest also have the power of high-level legends.

As for the marginal bloodlines like Sigrid, who have been exiled to the main material plane for many generations, and whose potential has been exhausted.

They can have the strength of a knight captain, and they have reached the end of their bloodline power.

This is a reflection of the limitations of the blood clan itself, no matter what your talent is, once the bloodline is not pure enough, the strength will stagnate at a certain stage.

The bloodline imprisonment exists forever, but the countless blood clans that have bred will always have those who are unwilling to be ordinary.

From ancient times to the present, there are some extraordinarily talented bloodlines who want to study ways to break through the bloodline confinement, and there are many cases of failure, resulting in countless bloodsheds.

But in the end, quantitative change leads to qualitative change.

These bloodlines trapped in strength have researched ways to break through the bloodline confinement, although most of them are bloody and dark, and they have been curbed by all the bloodline clans, but still make some bloodlines choose to take risks.

Sigrid's strength broke through to the Knight Chief, using some kind of dark spell, mainly thanks to the essence and blood supply of the pure-blooded clan who offended Valoran.

Modrian smiled softly, and the crimson life energy quietly rose, suppressing Sigrid from blocking the blood that the blonde youth unconsciously emanated.

"Visitor from the Mokawi family, are you provoking the Valoran Collar?"

"I'm sorry, my lord, but that wasn't my intention." The blonde young man bowed slightly, and his relaxed expression was retracted. "I didn't know there would be any little ones here who belonged to the Mokawi family."

The simple tone reveals an unusual meaning.

The existence of the Mokawi bloodline in the Valoran Territory does not seem to have been agreed upon.

If they really want to discuss it, they can completely occupy the moral high ground and initiate questioning.

Modrian was noncommittal, and as Valoran grew, he was exposed to more and more things and understood.

Morality?

In the face of absolute interests and strength, this thing does not exist at all.

Modrian can still stick to his heart and not get lost in the wave of power, which is inseparable from the memory of his previous life and the existence of the heroes under his command.

He looked at the blonde young man in front of him rather playfully, and he didn't think that the Mokawi family would visit Valoran Collar so rashly without investigating everything.

Especially when he was in control of Red Flame City before, Valoran led to destroy part of the power of the Mokawi family, including a legendary crown who can be called a mainstay.

Under the palace, the blonde young man looked at the many heroes of Valoran's leadership with a solemn expression, and his surging and spreading perception sensed a faint hint of mortal danger.

His eyes turned slightly, and he looked at the side of Modrian's left hand, a middle-aged man with silver hair in a gray robe, and a familiar aura appeared in his perception.

Demon?

An abrupt, silent atmosphere permeated the palace halls, with the occasional heavy breathing of Sigrid and Chesterton.

The two sides were engaged in a silent exchange, eager to control the rhythm of the next words.

In the end, the blond-haired young man sighed silently in his heart and said aloud: "Herbert, on behalf of the Morkawi family, has seen Baron Modrian. ”

Marjery's death attracted the attention of the Mokawi family.

After all, for any side of the force, Legend, is already considered a top combat force.

With such a quiet fall, not only the family forces of the Mageri family will investigate clearly, but the Mokawi family itself must also investigate and understand.

Soon, as the overlord-level force of the Abyss of Original Sin, the Mokawi family found out that Chiyan City had changed hands, and the Valoran Leader naturally entered the Mokawi family's sight.

Gathering family information, the death of a descendant of the Stoke Kingdom** appeared in front of their case.

At this moment, the Mokawi family sensed that something was wrong, and after careful investigation and intelligence gathering, they were surprised by the exposed paper strength of the Valoran Collar.

There are at least five legendary human forces, as well as the Gods' Fall** at the Gate of Grief, which makes the Mokawi family realize that Valoran Territory is not simple.

And during the investigation, the results of the war in the Great Plains of Shatar shocked them incomparably.

Defeat many legions of the kingdom of Besilik, inflict heavy damage on the lizardman temple, and destroy the projections and doppelgangers of the gods.

Such a terrifying feat, and the fact that it took place in the main material plane, finally caused the Mokawi family to send representatives to Red Flame City.

Abyss Passage, the Mokawi family doesn't care too much.

Because the Mokawi family controls a lot of secret abyss passages in their hands, this is also the channel through which the Mokawi family can arrange for their clansmen to enter the main material plane, and they need to know what Valoran's attitude is.

Ready to interfere in the abyss of original sin? Or are you preparing for that prophecy?

As for the fall of Marjery.

Until the Mokawi family is sure of Valoran's attitude, they can choose to forget it for the time being.

It's realistic, it's brutal.

Even the family power of the Majeri family had to succumb to the interests of the family.

"Herbert?"

Modrian's expression was full, and the news of the Mokawi family automatically came to his mind, and it seemed that a great guy had come.