Shortly after Larry left the inn, he noticed something unusual in the city.

He could clearly feel the flow of magic around him, it was not the norm, but an absolute anomaly, so abnormal that even ordinary people could feel the subtle changes in the environment.

The flow of a large amount of magic caused the air to flow between the houses, like a flood, forming a powerful air current, although the island of Ireland itself is surrounded by the sea, it is not surprising that there will be strong winds.

Sensing the same people began to rush back into the house, especially the adults who hurriedly found their children and led them home, although they didn't know what was happening, but it was not a good thing.

Therefore, no one cares about the appearance of a one-eyed person running down the street.

Feeling the flow of magic around him, even if he doesn't follow the traces of magic released by his own eyeballs, Larry knows exactly where the mastermind is.

He was also a little annoyed, although there was nothing wrong with letting Gareth take the initiative to attack the plan, but the final part should be solved by Larry himself, like Gareth's words when he saw that guy, which directly raised the other party's vigilance to deal with the crisis to the highest level.

But how did this nameless guy who did not leave a big name in history cause this kind of mutation that covered the entire city? Larry didn't know, there was only one thing he could think of, and that was the power bestowed by the Demon God.

"After luring the snake out of the hole, it is to scare the snake, it really can't go well." Larry directly opened half of the magic circuit in his body, and with the support of the [Enhanced] magic, he advanced towards the center of the mutation at a speed that surpassed the limits of the human body.

Not only Larry is in action, but the guards entrenched in the capital have also taken their own steps, originally they were ordered to start searching for Cú Chulainn, but now the special circumstances have made them have to put this job down for the time being.

The guards could be seen constantly shuttling between the streets and alleys, but they did not find any suspicious people or objects, only the blood-red marks found by a few soldiers on the periphery in the alleys.

These sigils were placed on the walls of the alley, and when the guards tried to destroy them, they were always repelled by a red halo, at least it was definitely not anything normal, but full of mysterious and strange marks.

The guards who did not know how to do magic could not destroy these marks, so they had to send some of them to inform the queen and the knights of the Order of Fiona about the situation, while the rest of them stayed by the sigil and continued to observe the anomalies here.

The blood-red sigil resembles the heart, and its flickering red halo flickers over time, as if the heart is beating, and they don't know that this is not the characteristic of the sigil itself.

"Ulster, Connaught, Leinster, Munster, and Meate, the land of the five directions has become one, and the fountain of magic has sprung up here."

Holding his right arm high, Kadir whispered a spell, and as each place name was spat out, the blood-colored sigils set in the twelve corners of the capital flashed once, like a summon, like a command.

"Stop!" Gareth knew what Kadir was doing, in other words, anyone who saw it would have felt so, so the knight immediately drew his sword and charged at Kadir.

It's just that it's not the light that flickers again, but the red magic spear that stands in her way.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I can't let you interrupt Kadir's actions."

The first confrontation between Ireland's Children of Light and Gareth, the Knight of the Round Table, the two had more than a dozen waves of confrontation almost instantly, the staggering of swords and guns, the correspondence of pace, and the game of advance and retreat, after a battle, the two retreated at the same time, widening the distance, and neither side gained an advantage.

In the first round of fighting, the two sides opened five-five.

"Are you his dog? He scolded you for being stupid, and you still helped him like this. Gareth was very annoyed, seeing that the red and black tattoo was getting brighter and brighter, Gareth just wanted to get rid of the other party as soon as possible.

"I'm going to be angry if you insult a dog like that! And you're the stupid guy, aren't you? Cú Chulainn's bright red eyes, like blood spilling in them, stared at Gareth's eyes, full of war.

"I've long been accustomed to that guy's insults, but as long as I can destroy Connaught and urge that country of Bichi, I'm satisfied, and I'm willing to pay any price!" The magic spear struck again, and the blades of the echoes clashed again.

It can be said that there is some kind of cooperation between Gareth and Larry, and Cúchulainn and Kadir are another tacit understanding, in order to destroy the entire Connaught, even if such an unknown move is made, it is reasonable.

Everything is just for the sake of destruction, Connaught, who destroyed Ulster, and their queen Maeve.

Whether it is Cúchulainn or Kadir, the motivation of the two of them to live so far is only this one goal.

"Hold on to Cúchulainn, pay for your stupidity, as long as you hold on, it's our victory." Kadir's expression was still hideous, but it was not deliberately expressed, but due to the debilitation of his body.

At the same time as a large amount of magic energy surged, his body was also changing, his muscles were atrophiing, blood was pulsing, and his gradually withered body and blood-stained eyeballs formed a rather miserable picture, which showed that even if it caused a huge change, the price required was by no means easily satisfied.

"The Son of Danu, the Stone of Farr, the Sword of Nuada, the Spear of Ruger, the Cauldron of Dagda, the meaning of Ireland, the prophecy of the gods."

The black tattoo and the blood-red magic gradually merged, and when the blood-red color completely covered his arm, the magic was complete.

"Descend here, surrender to the outside fantasies of the world!"

Kadir's arm was aimed at the sky, and the blood-red tattoo began to detach from his body, apparently just a flat substance, but it seemed to be a physical living thing, leaving Kadir's arm, wandering through the air, and quickly pointing at the sky.

It's like it's calling.

It's like being called.

The blood-red thing flew into the sky, and at some point, a huge vortex had been formed in the cloud-covered sky, like the eyes of the sky, and the blood-red thing flew to the center of the vortex.

A twisted smile appeared at the corner of Kadir's mouth, perhaps his strength had been exhausted, and he collapsed to the ground, looking up at the sky.

The blood-red thing flew into the vortex, swept into it, and a moment later, the sky shattered.

It was as if the mirror had been broken by a heavy object, and the center of the vortex was abnormally shattered, as if the clouds had disappeared and the breach was followed by an endless pitch-black abyss.

Such anomalies only appeared for a split second.

Because in the next instant, the black behemoth had already passed through the shattered gap and came to the center of the vortex, obscuring the view from any angle.

And the behemoth that appeared was exactly what Kadir was looking for.

Pitch-black scales, majestic body, two wings that cover the sky, claws and fangs that can shatter anything, golden pupils flickering with uncertain light, looking at the world below, the corners of his mouth continue to spit out red flames.

Even in myths and legends, it is regarded as the strongest creature of the fantasy species - the black dragon.