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Ground floor.

A luxurious ancient coffin suddenly lifted the lid, the gorgeous blood-haired woman woke up, and the two female blood-descendants knelt down at the door of the basement, their foreheads resting on the ground, and said respectfully: "Master." ”

"How's Susal doing?" The Lord-of-Blood walked out barefoot, she was only wearing a thin beige silk nightdress, the inside was vacuum, and when her slender and white legs stepped out of the coffin, spring appeared.

"Master, the nobles staged a coup d'état, and the princess regent of Cormier and the new monarch were imprisoned...... Outside, it should be the Legends of the two sides fighting ......," a bloodline whispered.

"A clash of legends?"

The blood-haired woman became interested, her eyes flashed with a mysterious blood light, and there were no spell casting actions and spell components, and the silk nightdress on her body turned into a tight red robe.

In the next moment, the blood-haired woman disappeared into the basement and stood in the sky above the imperial capital Susar. The Red Dragon Dragon Warlock Mirabeta held Yarusail hostage and quickly flew in front of her more than ten meters away.

The dragon wings spread out behind Mirabetta's shoulders are seven or eight meters long, and with the dazzling blazing fire effect, the dragon wings appear even wider, no wonder they are exclaimed as dragons by the people on the ground.

Behind Mirabetta was Ingrid, who followed her unhurriedly.

Seeing the witch, the blood-haired woman's eyes lit up, and she said in her heart: "I didn't expect that as soon as I woke up, I met a big lich." There is no aura of the evil camp in her. ”

The sudden appearance of the Lordship of the Bloodline attracted the attention of Ingrid and Mirabetta.

Ingrid's expression didn't change.

And the Red Dragon Dragon Vein Warlock's eyes showed a layer of obvious fear when he looked over, "...... Bloodline Maharaja! It's the owner of Susar's Twilight Tavern, Maharaja of Twilight! She is very likely to be a helper of the royal family......"

In the face of Ingrid's powerful enemy, she still has to flee for her life, let alone face a second legend.

Mirabetta's heart was filled with anger and helplessness.

The witch who followed her was always holding a [Dimensional Anchor] spell, just waiting for her to move the dimension, otherwise, Mirabetta would have fled to the ends of the earth directly with the teleportation spell, why spread the dragon wings like this, so that Susal and a group of fools saw the joke.

"Don't move!" Mirabeta stared viciously at Yarouselle, who was choked by her waist, and the woman felt hope and kept trying to escape, so that she couldn't get tired of it.

Mirabeta had a tendency to become a half-dragon, her white palms climbed up a layer of dragon scales, her nails became narrow and sharp, just a little force, Yarusel let out a muffled snort of pain, the clothes around her waist were easily torn by the dragon's claws, and blood suddenly came out.

“…… Yarucell? ”

The Maharaja of the Blood Clan obviously knew the Princess Regent, and the next moment he stood in front of Mirabetta.

"Roar-" Mirabeta grimaced, "Get out of here!" ”

She opened her mouth and spat out, and the bundle of flame dragon's breath suddenly pierced the night sky, but the Blood Lord's attack on Mirabeta was anticipatory, and he chuckled and turned into a surging red mist, and the dragon's breath passed through the mist, and the void became distorted under the heat.

"Now it's time for you to get out of the way."

A faint voice suddenly sounded behind Mirabeta. The Red Dragon Warlock's pupils constricted, and while sensing the deadly danger, he did not hesitate to trigger the Nine Rings spell of the Bottom Pressing Box - [Time Stop]!

The speed of the Red Dragon Warlock is immediately so fast that it barely consumes time.

Therefore, in the eyes of the Red Dragon Warlock, the world was stopped, a faint red mist was frozen behind, she fled in shock, and a voice of anger came from afar:

"Damn it! Demon Duncan Cleavage! ”

"Twilight Maharaja, you are obviously a blood descendant, why do you want to help Cormier!"

"Sambia can give you a higher status and glory...... As long as you promise to help us! ”

The blood mist condensed into a graceful female body. The blood-colored robe covered the carcass in the blink of an eye. The Twilight Maharaja licked her index finger, and her red lips, tongue, and bright red nails were full of bewitching beauty.

"Why?" The Maharaja of Twilight shook his head, "Before you launch a coup d'état, you should also carefully investigate why the Twilight Tavern survived in Susar. ”

"To be honest, I'm so grateful to that old man who took me in in the first place, otherwise I would have been captured by that terrible Mother Nakshatra and taken back to Simon and imprisoned for unknown years." The Twilight Lord looked embarrassed, "It's a pity, the old man retired, and before leaving, he specially told me to help Cormier and take care of the Cormier royal family, after all, Caladnay is just a beginner legend." Susar has been quiet for so many years, and I can finally come out and move. ”

The Twilight Lord didn't chase Mirabeta, because with just such a speech, the Red Dragon Warlock had already run hundreds of meters away, and the Nine Rings [Time Stop] gave Mirabeta nearly 10 seconds to escape.

"The dragon is gone!"

On the ground, a group of civilians hiding in the temple seeking refuge were stunned to find that the sky had lost its red flame figure, and in the night, the Twilight Lord and Ingrid were not covered in light, and these civilians naturally could not see them.

At this moment, I don't know how many priests of the temple breathed a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, the Great War of Legends didn't break out!

Otherwise, Susar, a seaside trading city, is very likely to be reduced to scorched earth ruins overnight.

In the new council hall of the royal capital, the aristocratic councillors who quarreled from morning to night, standing or sitting, some nobles with poor psychological quality even lay slumped on their chairs, chattering incessantly, and their faces were full of collapse.

Bang!

The new Speaker of the House of Representatives, Castel Golden Feather, slammed the door, and this scene immediately triggered a domino effect, and the nobles woke up from a dream and fled the parliament hall one by one in a panic.

Count Mirabeta of the Red Dragon of Sambia is gone, what's the point of them staying in the hall? The Arabe Legion was on the lookout of the city, ready to attack the city at any moment. At this time, the nobles who participated in the coup d'état had only one thought in their hearts:

Run, run!

Susar's port was not blocked, and these nobles were full of plans on how to empty the contents of the mansion's treasury in the shortest possible time, transport them to private ships, and escape from Cormier from the sea.

Take enough wealth and go to Sambia, or go to other money-worshipping countries, and you can still live well. Many aristocrats, when they decided to participate in the coup d'état, had already thought of a way out.

"A bunch of trash."

On the street opposite the town hall, the Supreme Commander of Santil Castle, Serul Heiji, withdrew his gaze.

"Lord Serul, it's time for us to go." A heroic warrior bows respectfully behind the female Black Warrior. This is the leader of the Raven Fortress of the Santarin, Lodkand. (To be continued.) )