The extremely brilliant star catalogue is embedded in the blue-white dome of the Mage Tower, and in the faint magical glow, stars of different sizes shimmer with unique and realistic colors.

But it wasn't the star catalogue that caught the old mage's attention.

Instead, in the center of the catalogue, is a badly damaged clay slab, like a broken fragment.

The dim and illusory light flowed along the established trajectory of the earth and stone slabs, little by little, like a decaying old man, walking slowly on the surface traces of the dry stone slabs.

The abnormal fluctuations caused the old mage to wake up from meditation, and for countless days and nights, he was always paying attention to the trajectory of his fate after calculation, but the moment he opened his eyes this time, he noticed the slightly changed trajectory.

Thoughts surged, deep eyes reflected the previously predicted trajectory of fate, the first half almost did not change, but the tail of the light, there was an abnormality, which showed that fate was affected in the moment just now, and some subtle changes occurred.

Still within the scope of acceptance, in the past years, the old mage also noticed a similar phenomenon.........

Buzzing!

The sound of an insect echoing through the dome caused an inexplicable agitation of energy, and the old mage watched in amazement at the sudden transformation of the Tablet of Destiny (fragment).

The dim light that followed the predetermined trajectory of fate seemed to be disturbed by powerful external factors, and faintly collapsed, until finally, the established trajectory of fate completely changed direction, moving towards the opposite surface traces.

"It's ........ What's going on? The old mage muttered to himself, his wrinkled face filled with astonishment and horror. Actually caused such a strange change in the Tablet of Destiny (fragments)? ”

In his incomparably long life, he had seen similar changes to the Destiny Slate (Fragment) by a child of fate, but it had never caused such a strong phenomenon, and even completely changed the direction of the trajectory of fate.

Transparent ripples appeared in the mage tower, and the old mage attracted his spiritual power to ingest a gray stone similar to the fate stone from a distance, with shallow traces on the surface, much like a masterpiece of graffiti.

"According to the previously predicted timeline, this is the time of the plague plague, which has swept through the many kingdoms around the Elanfaro Empire, including the southern territory of the Elamfaro Empire." Fingers gently caressed the traces of the gray stone, and the old mage whispered

"Behind the hidden is the god of the abomination of the plague, Grelath, who lurks in the nineteenth layer of the abyss: the evil goddess of the abyss."

"The plague lasted for two hundred and eighty-nine days, devouring and destroying the lives of millions of intelligent beings, and the ensuing waves attracted the attention of three gods, the goddess of wealth, the god of strength, and the god of ice and snow storms, and plotted to unite against Grelath."

"Finally victory, shatter Grelath's divine body, expel her from the main physical plane, and divide the faith of the human kingdom."

Burst!

The gray stone in the palm of his hand slowly shattered, turning into mud and dust and dissipating into the air, and the old mage in white robes had a slightly pale face, and his spiritual aura plummeted.

This is the established trajectory of fate.

Now, however, it has changed completely.

The old mage looked up at the fate slab (fragment) in the dome of the mage tower, his deep eyes were full of worry, the change of fate that happened at this time, I don't know if it was good or bad?

I am entangled in sorrow, but I don't want to change again in my field of vision.

In the dazzling catalogue of stars, there is a star that shimmers with a green glow and slowly fades into the catalogue. According to the old mage's observations, there are gods who are obscuring themselves and don't want anyone to notice their movements.

But then, the star that shimmered green shimmered like a meteor streaked across the star catalog, with a bleak ribbon, and completely disappeared.

"God....... Fall??? ”

The old mage got up in an instant, stared blankly at the star catalog in the dome, and came back to his senses for a long time.

"It's Gerras, the god of the abomination of plagues!"

As if remembering something, the old mage's spreading spiritual power touched the communication device in the mage tower: "Immediately send a message to the Ailan Faluo Empire and the Ice and Snow Temple, the Northern Snow Tower wants to know the specific information of the plague plague, and can exchange any information!" ”

"In addition, activate our relationships and obtain information related to the plague..... Craigie is in the Stoke Kingdom, right? Inform him that Northland Snow Tower grants his request, but requires intel in exchange. ”

"Yes, Tower Master!"

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The Empire of Eranfaro, a hill near the Gate of Sorrow.

"Godfall!" The Grand Duke of Barras stood quietly on the top of the hill, his mature and elegant aristocratic temperament on display, flanked by a guard in blue armor, sword wielding a sword.

"What a beautiful rainbow." Looking at the colorful rainbow that covered the sky, the Grand Duke of Barras let out an inexplicable emotion, and a little complicated emotions appeared on his hard and resolute face.

"Slaughter the gods on the main material plane!"

"Fei Lan, where did you find an ally here, the hidden strength is really a bit terrifying." Thinking back to what happened to Philan and Wales, it seemed excusable now, and his somewhat casual attitude was reined in.

"Re-report back to me the information you've gathered, focusing on the time period and ...... it happened The energy vision caused is clearly spoken. Grand Duke Barras turned to look at the Scout Commander in front of him, and said in a deep voice, his expression unusually solemn.

Every word, every question, every answer.

Time was passing quietly, and the Grand Duke of Barras successfully restored some information about the aftermath of the battle from the words of the scout commander, but the specific battle was not clear, and he would not rush over, which would cause hostility between the two sides, especially at the critical moment of slaughtering the gods and reaping the spoils.

"Now it seems that Fei Lan's decision is good, but I must first go to the royal capital to meet those old fellows." Archduke Barras looked back at the colorful rainbow again, and then chose to leave silently.

The strength exposed by Valoran is indeed worthy of more resources invested by the Barras family, and the cooperation between the two sides is also very pleasant. Unfortunately, the premise now is that the Empire will agree to continue cooperating.

The Barras family will always be the Barras family of the Alan Faro Empire, which is the reason for the survival of the thousand-year-old family.

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Kingdom of Stoke, Limontanlu, Violet Mage Tower.

The afterglow of the morning glow falls on the spire of the tower, and the delicate purple patterns engraved on the tower body reflect each other, and the faint purple mist is hazy, like a violet flower in full bloom.

"Do you feel it? Craigie, the kingdom of Stoke will eventually fall before Valoran. Ogst stood within the white jade railing, his blue hair hanging over his shoulders, and his indifferent eyes looked north.

Craigie, the guardian of the Stoke kingdom, still looking old, heard the words coming from behind him, and whispered, "Should I call you Guy?" Or Frostwhisperer Ogst? After saying that, a bitter smile spread on the old man's face.

"Under my nose, I didn't notice your abnormality, this is my responsibility!"

"It doesn't matter, call me Guy and Ogist, both are one." Ogst smiled indifferently, he was working hard to make the previous agreement with Modrian, of course, this sudden outbreak of battle was something that everyone did not expect.

But the good thing is that the result is good, at least for him, to complete the tasks in the Stoke Kingdom, and he can get the help of Valoran Collar once in the future.

"It's time to decide, Craigie."

As if he hadn't heard Ogst's words, Craigie silently collected his emotions, the promise he had made could no longer be fulfilled, and it meant that the responsibility of guarding the Varant family came to an end. "How many years? From the time I received the help of the Varrant family and became a legend, to the present? ...... Not..... People get old and forget time. Shaking his head slightly, he looked down at his wrinkled palm, it was time to pursue his legendary path.

But before that, Craigie had one more thing to do, his cloudy eyes looked at Ogst in front of him with interest, and said softly: "I'm a little curious, why do you dare to step into the Legendary Caster Mage Tower alone?" ”

"Do you think you're strong enough? Still is..... Think the situation in the Kingdom of Stoke is settled, and I should accept the fate that is coming? ”

Hearing the sound, Ogst took a few steps back, levitated lightly, and left the white jade railing, wisps of cold mist lingering around his body: "What do you want to do?" The kingdom of Stoke is no longer in power, the bloodline of the Varrant family has been destroyed, and everything is about to change. ”

"I don't want to do anything." Craigie shook his head, the cloudiness in his eyes fading, and a light mist filled his eyes. "I just hate the way you look!"

"Huh?" Sensing the aura of danger, the cross-shaped azure rune in Ogst's pupils spun rapidly, and endless cold spread along the tower, trying to freeze the mage tower in front of him.

A shadow jumped, and Jasper flickered out of the darkness, his inky dagger stained with a little dark green, and stabbed at 'Guy' Ogst in front of him at great speed.

As the Grand Master of the Valrant Palace, Jasper is not only a shadow assassin who has stepped into the legendary road, but also controls the intelligence system of the Stoke Kingdom, but in the end, he finds that the king he is loyal to has quietly died, and even transformed into the ultimate enemy.

"Legendary Assassin, Legendary Spellcaster." The frost condensed, turning into a crystal clear shield around his body, and Ogst looked at the two of them with a slight mockery. "The smell of hatred, want to kill me?"

"No, I know how terrible the dragon lich is, so I've prepared a great gift for you." Craigie floated on the top of the Violet Mage Tower, looking down at Ogst, and a gray-white stone appeared in the palm of his hand, and cracks were dense on the surface.

[Space Eternal Exile]!

Bite!

The gray-white stone shattered, and a touch of power emerged to tear open the space, and the purple pattern engraved on the body of the tower was also like a violet flower blooming at this moment, like a shadow of Jasper's crazy overdraft of the body's power, smashing the deep cold frost that kept permeating it over and over again, with the spell released by Craigie, and then the invisible and transparent power crossed the void, firmly shackling Ogst's body.

"Goodbye, I hope this time will leave you with a memorable lesson, and make you remember not to easily step into the mage tower of a legendary spellcaster."

The dark spatial crack closed, and Ogst's figure disappeared from the Violet Mage Tower.

"What are your plans?" Craigie looked at Jasper in front of him slightly tiredly and asked, in order to banish Ogst, the energy stored by the Violet Mage Tower was almost half consumed.

"What about you?" Jasper, who was silent, asked rhetorically, the sudden fall of the Valrant family was something the two of them had not expected, and the rise of the Valoran Territory had attracted too much of their attention.

"I'm going to follow my own legendary path." Craigie greeted the glow of the morning glow and looked to the north. "Northland Snow Tower!"

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Valoran Collar, Aaron Hills.

Darius once led his Noxian cavalry to a bloody victory here.

And today, in the light red morning glow, you can see a fleeing convoy, escorted by light cavalry on both wings, and in the center is a convoy full of wealth and supplies, and the noisy and chaotic sound continues to sound, mixed with the shouting and scolding of the command.

From a distance, it looks like gray clouds condensed with clumps of yellow dust, crawling forward, rolling incessantly.

"Isn't it exciting to give hope first, then despair?" Noxian soldiers in black armor appeared in the hills, and a bearded man in a fur coat walked at the forefront, wearing a wolfskin cloak on his shoulders and a pair of ring-handled battle axes on his back.

"Well, if you don't speak, it's equivalent to your acquiescence."

"Lord Draven, what are we going to do now?" Horace was fully armed, and the life energy in his body couldn't help but surge.

"How?" Draven turned to look at Horace with a bloody grin, his wild eyes surveying the surroundings. "Become a believer in the Temple of Fortune and betray the Valoran Lord, what do you say you should do? Bub. ”

"The death knell rings for them!"

Draven took the tomahawk from behind his back and said with an unusually relaxed expression, "Then it's time for me to perform." ”

"Look at it and study it well, this will be the most popular ........... in Valoran's territory in the future Performance! ”

[Bloody Dash]!

[Bloody Dash: Draven gains extra movement speed for a short period of time, and gains extra attack speed. The extra movement speed is drastically reduced for the duration of the project, but can be continued to gain through the Throwing Axe technique. 】

A crimson glow appeared at Draven's feet, and his forward speed suddenly increased, and a pair of ring-handled battle axes in his hands entered the stage of extreme rotation, setting off a white air current.

In an instant, he caught up with the fleeing convoy, and the figure of the galloping light cavalry was reflected in his wild and crazy eyes.

"The axe is ready, the show begins!"

[Spin the Flying Axe]!

[Spin the Axe: Draven's next attack will deal a huge amount of additional physical damage.] The thrown axe will catapult from the target into the air. If Draven catches it, he gains an additional spinner axe effect. Draven can gain the effect of the Spiral Axe up to twice during the use of a single skill. 】

Burst!

Draven laughed maniacally and walked towards the cavalry camp, throwing his axe at him, his extremely sharp blade easily slicing through the armor and reaping the lives of the hussars.

But strangely, the ring-handled axe ejected from the dead target with strange force and returned to Draven's hands, and then he threw the ring-handled axe with great speed in his left and right hands, each time taking the life of a light cavalryman.

Before the charge was completed, the rushing light cavalry had been slaughtered under Draven's flying axe, and the only dozen or so who wanted to ride their horses and escape, but how could Draven, who had entered the state of performance, let them go.

Sticky blood once again flowed in the Aarenser Hills, no longer in the form of war, but in the bloody entertainment called execution.