In the Western Continent, Mystrio has launched a large-scale operation to restore order.

The main action was to drive Madikos, who had established a new nation on the western continent, back to the coastal islands.

At the beginning of the war, he denounced three counts against Madikos.

The first is the killing of the emperor.

Regardless of whether the cause of Spart's death was caused by Madikos, he was adamant that Madikos was responsible.

Just as Madicos used this excuse to launch an invasion of Shannon, Madikos's charge of killing the emperor is very useful.

A basin of dirty water was spilled over, and with the testimony of the Black Dragon King Aurang Marasa, Madikos's words lost three points of credibility.

The second is the wanton conquest of the elven kingdom Arbero.

Madicos and Pope Ryan joined forces to fight under the holy city of Arbero.

Although Madikos eventually turned against the water, it was also an indisputable fact that he invaded Arbero, which even killed tens of thousands of elves.

This time against Madikos, Mystrio also dragged the kingdom of Arbero into the water.

The last sin is that there is no shortage of thieves and assassins in the new kingdom founded by Madikos, a profession that is normal in Aureliusio but not very popular in the Western Continent.

Theft, assassination, reconnaissance, harassment and other activities increased dramatically among the nations.

And the new country of Madikos also has a steady stream of money and resources.

When it gives people trouble, it also makes some people vigilant.

Setting the charge of crusade and leaving the school has become a righteous move.

Caught between the two countries, Madikos took many immortal generals to attack and kill the black dragon overseas, and was caught off guard for a while, defeated again and again, and surrendered the city in pieces.

By the time Madikos crossed the sea and returned, the situation in the country had reached a point where nothing could be done.

Enlisting the assistance of the Dragon King and leading the remnants of the remnants of the many Immortal generals to resist is almost the last card Madicos can have.

And in the rusty desert, there are already the undead of the Krison Kingdom gathering.

"He's coming."

Baron Fontaquin, who had a pile of bones in his hand and was ready to count, had a fire in his eyes, as if sensing the dynamics of his patrolling undead in the distance.

Tamoro, the king of dragons, made a deal with Madikos, and only Madikos could invite the dragon.

Baron Fontaquin didn't need to think, he already knew who was coming.

"You're so good at it, you can do a little bit more and make Madikos a puppet in a moment," Mystrio suggested.

"That wolf cub is good at several kinds of large-scale chaotic magic, and it's very fierce, and I don't want to be wiped out by the magic he unleashed."

Baron Fontaquin shook his head repeatedly, rejecting Mistrio's potentially dangerous suggestion.

Without exhausting the last trace of magic power, the ** masters of the chaos department are all dangerous elements, and Baron Fontaquin does not want to have an accident at all.

After communicating with Mistrio, Baron Fontaquin began to drive his ghosts and vampires into the air.

In the distance, several red dots kept approaching.

When they got closer, they saw the fire monsters hurrying towards them carrying Madikos.

"Baron Fontaquin, five black dragon corpses, make way for you."

In the distance, Madikos's voice could be heard in the distance.

"I'm a little excited," Baron Fontaquin squeaked as he looked at Mystrio.

"Heartbeat, eternal hatred, how short the life span of a human being is in this life," Mistrio looked up and sighed.

"Don't scare me all the time, I just want to trick him into a little corpse."

Baron Fontaquin's eyes turned around several times, and he looked at Mystrio for a few seconds, and finally let go of his mind unwillingly.

If Madicos has a good ride, he doesn't mind an assist.

But when he was in trouble, he still wanted him to send charcoal in the snow, that was impossible, he could only make things worse for others.

With Mistrio by his side at this time, it was difficult for him to make a small move.

"Baron Fontaquin, you ...... It turns out that His Majesty Ryo is also there. ”

As the two sides got closer, Madicos also saw Mystrio beside Baron Fontaquin.

His dark eyes kept turning, and the staff in his hand even lifted slightly, and finally slowly lowered it.

The corpses of five black dragons were enough for Baron Fontaquin to take a little risk and release water for him, but with Mistrio by his side, this became impossible.

This old emperor is strong, and his ability to do things behind his back is even stronger.

Madicos still doesn't understand why Mistrio is so targeted at him.

He deliberately avoided Casa when he developed, and rarely got into trouble, and spent most of his time on civil war.

"Your Majesty Ryo, is there really no place for me in the Western Continent?" Madikos said bitterly.

When Xu Zhi first saw Madicos, he could see the young king's unbridled face, everything was in his hands, and his expression was at ease.

He had also seen Madicos' anger and unwillingness in the Sage's Window, and even more so in the Boat.

But at this time, the young king looked extremely tired, and there was a hint of forbearance in his eyes.

"You are very ambitious, you can do things by any means, if you develop, you will be the next Pope Rien, and there is really no room for you here."

Mistrio spoke unceremoniously, his words sounding very real, but it was always difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

At least Madicos seems to have a glimmer of understanding.

He only hated why he had made a big mistake while besieging Ryros.

In order to share that cup, he plunged himself into it.

If he had retreated under the attack of the Black Dragons at that time, the matter could have been blamed entirely on the Black Dragon, as long as he didn't enter that damn city, he would have almost a chance to rule the entire Western Continent.

It was only one right thought that came to this end.

And now, it's time to make a choice.

This will almost decide his kingdom and his fate.

It is a new country that abandons the Western Continent and crosses the sea to return to Aureliusio.

Or enlist the help of the Dragon King and fight your way out.

As a grandmaster of chaotic magic, as long as he doesn't encounter extreme situations, he does have the strength to fight one last time.

"I can sign an agreement with you, as long as I live for a day, our sword will never point at Casa" Madikos gritted his teeth: "We are also willing to become a subordinate state of Casa and pay taxes to Casa every year." ”

"The agreement is just a piece of papyrus," Mistrio shook his head, "I had a little affection for Sparts back then, and if you leave, I can pretend that I have never seen you." ”

"I have been struck by the black dragon at this time, and without the help of the dragon king, it will be difficult for me to retreat to the shore, and you will not give me a way to live," said Madikos.

"The road was not given by others, it was walked by oneself," interjected Baron Fontaquin.

"You're right, you're all right, Hokapoca ......."

When Madikos lowered his head in a gloomy manner and gritted his teeth, his staff jerked in the direction of the crowd, and Xu Zhi saw a dark cloud above his head suddenly envelop him.

"Mixed ......"

"I clicked ......"

Mistrio and Baron Fontaquin had only time to drink, and the man shook back and forth as if he had drunk.

"Clouds of chaos?"

A dark cloud fell overhead and slid down the body protected by the magic of 'anti-demon'.

Xu Zhi reached out and touched it, and then took his hand back.

Cloud of Chaos, a fourth-order range control magic that can make people's consciousness chaotic and difficult to act for a period of time.

This magic does no damage and does not trigger the Guardian's Robes' protective abilities.

For a time, Mistrio and Baron Fontaquin were recruited one after another.

A large chaotic curse spell was released in an instant, and Madikos didn't bother to mend the sword.

The flames around the fire monsters swelled, carrying him through the crowd of undead and madly towards the dragon king Tamara. I want to talk about "Heroes and Invincible Grandmasters" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~