The sky was overcast with large patches of gloomy clouds. Stacked together, enough to obscure any bright light.

The Kuranlord camp was surrounded by a gust of wind and a cloud of dust.

Inside the wooden walls surrounding the station, a small three-story building made of pale yellowstone bricks, the roof and surface are nailed with a layer of wooden planks, and only a few small windows are exposed to the environment of the rooms inside.

The room was tightly closed, and the air was somewhat damp and dull.

In the room in the back, there are a few sofas and an ink painting on the wall, and the faint light of the fire emanates from the fireplace on the wall.

There is a figure in a black trench coat lying on the sofa.

The fireplace was facing the figure, and the yellow light shone on the figure's face, contrasting with a faint yellow light.

It was a man in his twenties, fair-skinned, with a face similar to that of Lofe, especially the silver hair of the shawl scattered on his chest and sofa, and shimmered in the firelight.

He breathed quietly, apparently asleep.

Suddenly!

He opened his eyes, filled with horror and unease. The skin became pale and bruised due to restlessness, and large drops of sweat oozed from the forehead and fell to the right side of the cheek and flowed into the neckline, making it a little slimy and uncomfortable.

"What's going on? Why am I so upset? Could it be that something can't happen? It's a pity that my father hasn't come back for ten years on a mission, and only occasionally sends some messages back. ”

He muttered and shook his head, trying to shake off the uncomfortable feelings.

Laugh at~~

A drop of crystal sweat fell into the fireplace, billowing white mist.

"What's wrong?" By one of the doors of the room, there was a female voice of concern.

He turned his head. A woman in silk pajamas was seen standing on the door.

The woman looked to be in her thirties and tall. The long silver hair has a small tuft in the middle that goes from the neck to the chest, and the skin is fair. The facial features are delicate and pretty, and there is a hint of mature charm.

She reached out a hand to grasp the armrest of the door, a worried look in her eyes.

"I didn't ...... It's okay! Mother! The young man shook his head.

"Schindlerly, you'd better rest early and go to sleep in your room. Your father will be back in some days. ”

"Mother, you are my father's great-granddaughter, do you think you can say that you are his son?"

"Shut up, don't talk about it."

"Okay, I won't say anything."

Schindlery said no, half-lying on the soft sofa. Leaning back, the whole person fell inside.

He closed his eyes again, but the sullen feeling in his heart never dissipated, as if an invisible mountain pressed against his heart.

"Why are you so upset?"

"What the hell is going on?"

Schindlery muttered, and there was a hint of tremor and uneasiness in his eyes, but unfortunately he couldn't figure it out.

…………

It took half a month for Grant to finally turn the remaining magic stones into a batch of silver rune formations, and the scrolls were fully replenished from those silver-robed mage rings.

He came out of the stone house and noticed that Brillant was waiting for him early.

"Grant. We now set out to kill them. There was a hint of excitement in Brillant's words, after all, it was the first time to provoke the Nuo family from the front, and he had only taken the initiative to fight back when he was passive to his side before, where was it like this time.

Momo Blue behind him. Kelly, Roth was also a little excited, but at the moment they knew they had to be careful. Don't let it go wrong in a small place.

Grande nodded and said, "Yes." Now go kill them. I'll start with the number and strength of some of the mages in the station. First of all, the White Blood Clan has more than a dozen stations outside, and the comprehensive strength of the stations we want to attack is considered to be at the bottom. In particular, the death of Senai, Lofe, and Orin, the three station chiefs, and the eight demon god guards, means that they are now the weakest station. The remaining number of mages, there are still twenty-two left above the fourth order. Orin remembered that seven mages were on a three-year mission and would be two years away from returning. ”

"In that case, we're only going to clean up fifteen fourth-order mages. Everyone has the idea to cooperate with each other, and try their best to choose weak mages to start with, so as to prevent the other party from using spell engravers to consume with us. We've got the pets here, and there's only ten of them. ”

"Understand, if you calculate it carefully, we still have the advantage, so we don't need to be particularly afraid."

"Well, that's the way it is, but being careful is the main thing."

"Everything is up to you."

Brillant, Momo Blue nodded, her eyes pondered for a while, and they were all full of confidence. If it's just those guys, this fight can still be done, as long as you start quickly.

"Then we're ready to act now." Gran nodded his head and levitated towards the sky, and suddenly, a dark red beam of light pierced through the air, heading towards the Kuranlodi station.

Shout! Shout! Shout!

Behind him, a mage rushed over, with a chill in his eyes.

…………

In one area, there is a clear river on the ground, but beyond that, there is a desert area.

Shout!

A dark red beam of light stopped, and when it fell into the air, it revealed a black robe and waist-length linen hair.

His eyes locked on the north, and he twitched slightly, before he stretched out his hand and said, "Later, I'll tell you something." ”

The four figures behind him fell to the surface of the water together, and the black boots stepped on the water as if they were ground, and there was no ripple.

Brillant, the leader, came out and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Grant said: "Later, it will be the Culloland station, and there will be a detection invisibility talisman array within eight thousand meters, mainly to prevent someone from getting into it with the help of real and fake dust, so they will be the first to do it." We're going to wear silver robes and pretend to be from other realms. ”

"However, we have a tracking mark on our body, and as long as there is a mage of the white blood family in our body, we can sense it."

Brillant frowned, trying to come up with some way to dissuade him.

Grant retorted: "This induction is at a certain distance, and they will only attack immediately when they find it." First, the two mages from the detection tower, and the rest went all the way forward, destroying a few weaker mages to the east first. In a word. Listen to me first. ”

"That's it, I don't have a problem anyway!" Brillant's furrowed brow slowly unraveled. Shrug your shoulders.

Grant turned his head and stared at the mages behind him. Ask, "What about you?" ”

"Neither do we!"

"No comments!"

Mo Mo Lan, Kelly, and Roth shook their heads, took out a silver robe from the reserve ring, and draped it over their bodies, their faces changed slightly, which was a little different from just now.

"Then let's go!"

Grant took the lead and flew over.

On the detection tower, the two silver-robed mages were still sitting in the detection tower chatting. I don't seem to be aware of the crisis that is coming. Even if you feel that not escaping, it is a dead end.

They chatted for a while, and then noticed several silver-robed mages coming towards them, and walked up slowly and stood by the tower.

Shake your hand in front of you and ask, "Who are you?" ”

Grant flipped through Orin's memories and came up with the names of a dozen resident chiefs, and spoke, "We are Lord Olelan's men!" ”

He said as he soared forward.

The silver-robed mage pondered for a moment, thinking of the dark skin. The bald head of the Han mage suddenly realized: "It turned out to be the subordinate of the resident elder, I don't know what to do here?" Orin and Lofe are not there. ”

Halfway through it, it occurred to me that something was wrong.

Obviously, the head of the station is not there. What are you doing here? It's better to ask directly with the communication symbol.

He faintly smelled something wrong, and when he raised his head, the power of the bloodline sensed the mages a thousand miles away. There are marks on their bodies that have killed members of their family.

"Not good! You are ......," one of the old mages said with a change of face and some ugliness.

"They are ......" The remaining mage also knew that the identities of the people in front of him were disguised. I just wanted to flick into the air and raise the alarm at the same time.

Grant and Brillant. Mo Mo Lan smashed dozens of single attack spells.

A sharp sword, a bolt of lightning, and a bone spur left an arc of light in mid-air, slamming into the silver-robed mage's chest.

His eyes widened, and he raised his hand tremblingly to explain, but unfortunately he lay down directly.

The mage on the other side noticed that as soon as he wanted to move, several spells attacked him, destroying the entire heart and the sea of meditation.

In order to be the most hidden, Grant asked all the people to use the worst and most simple spells in the single attack spell.

Brillant, after Mo Molan saw that he was dead, he turned his head and nodded: "Now they are dead, but they didn't call the police, and they also know that something happened here." ”

"To the right, attack!" Grant pointed with his right hand, pointing there.

Shout! Shout! Shout!

They ran forward, not even stopping.

Within the station.

The quiet streets and small buildings, the crowd is becoming more and more sparse, since ten mages have died and seven have left, the entire station is usually much more deserted. At this time, all the mages were confined to the research room to study. Because the prestige of the white blood family is very strong, especially the ability to track imprints, many mages do not want to fight against the white blood family.

The mages in the station are happy to be idle, and they don't have much sense of crisis.

Hiss~~

A trace of fluctuation is generated in mid-air, which is transmitted in all directions.

Many mages, looking up with a hint of doubt, muttered:

"What's going on? Is this an elemental wave? When spells are also allowed in the station. ”

"It feels a little wrong, the station is obviously forbidden to release spells, it must be an attacker."

"No sound? It's a little spooky to get out and check it out! ”

Smelling something wrong, many mages quickened their pace and walked out along the exits of their respective houses to see what was causing the elemental fluctuations.

Grant's side, much faster, in about two seconds, came directly to a small wooden loft, surrounded by a ring of wooden fences to re-enclose into a smaller yard.

In the hall of the attic, three mages were seated. They were holding up a staff that was the height of a man's head, chatting about something, and their faces were red and their necks thick.

"No, it's not like that at all."

"You haven't done it before, how do you know?"

"Ahh

They quarreled fiercely, and suddenly realized that there was a trace of elemental fluctuations, and they all turned their heads to look outside.

Bang! Bang!

The arc-shaped windows of the hall burst in response, and several figures entered. (To be continued......)