Several black stone pillars up to 100 meters high support the ceiling as far as the eye can see, as if they support the entire temple. In the empty hall, there was not a single human being. At the end of the hall, there were countless tiny black swirls.

Each black swirl is like a constantly twinkling eye. And in the midst of the many whirlpools, the dark idol of destruction, as if the name of destruction, stood vividly at the end of the temple. All of its composition came from the black energy emanating from the black vortex, but despite this, he was alive. As far as the eye could see, his gaze had already penetrated the gate thousands of miles away, and on the vast continent of thousands of miles, he proudly searched for an existence that was qualified enough to become his prey.

Omako and the Great Dark Elders stood at his feet, so small at the moment.

Hai Peiyin first broke the silence in the hall: "King, there is still no trace of the Yellow Palace on the battlefield. ”

Two years later, Omarko's voice matured considerably, his eyes slightly closed, and he hung his head reverently at the dark god. It's just that in his heart, he is not thinking about the dark god, but the master Odris who pushed himself to the throne of the dark king. He misses the legends of this dark world. Every time he thinks of him, he thinks of the big war two years ago. Although they were victorious, they also lost the moment Saomin died.

Nearly a million dark creatures were destroyed along with the Pope, and if it weren't for the Flame Bone Emperor sacrificing himself, the other three Dark Elders would have left with the Pope. After all that, the world of darkness is still the world of darkness, the king of darkness is still the king of darkness, it's just ...... What is the point of existence?

Saomin took away countless hopes for the future of the dark world. If those nearly a million dark creatures were not destroyed, how many dark powerhouses would be born in the past two years? But now, the development of the dark temple is indeed rapid, but even one SSS-level powerhouse has not yet been born.

More or less, the cold and arrogant Omaco still blamed himself a little.

He didn't feel sorry for the dark god, he just felt sorry for Odris. However, he also knew that the only way to compensate was to spread the darkness on the human world, spreading throughout the continent.

Every word of Omako came out of his mouth, and the black fire on both sides of the temple roared, as if trembling with fear of his voice. "They don't move, and we don't have to. Yan's army can still hold on. ”

The Grand Lich Memmi Messi's position in the Dark Temple is already the highest outside of Omako, and for a pure-bred undead, two years does not corrupt his body and soul. He was still so wise, as if he were the wisest of the world's brightest minds in the dark world. "Perhaps Huang Degros is preparing to go to war directly against us. ”

"He's a haughty man, maybe you're right." His people are probably sneaking in taking advantage of the chaos on the border!"

"Psiredo. Omako suddenly said, "You should probably take a run, our friend is in much more trouble than we are." ”

Pusiledo's grim expression spoke for itself, and he answered softly, and then his body had turned into thick black smoke.

Omaco turned around slowly, stared at the gate of the hall, and said lightly: "This guy, it's been two years, and he hasn't wanted to open it yet!"

Memmi Messi approached Omako, followed his line of sight, and said, "Those Shadow Slayers have followed him for a hundred or two years, and the great Psiredo treats them all as his own children. They are the pride, the pride of Psiredo. However, they became the burial objects of the Pope, and if it were not for the king's restraint, Psiredo would have become a murderous madman. ”

Omako looked deeply at the endless mountains outside the hall and stopped talking.

......

When they were in the "Aya AAA Student" competition, Zhao Yan and Dongvasang were still opponents who looked at each other unpleasantly. In the end, because of the water control mage of Mei Guo, the two of them have a common enemy.

The sudden change caused a serious disaster to Sakura Castle at that time, and the tournament was forced to be terminated. In the midst of chaos and famine. Togaku-san and his teammates and the warriors of his country did not fish in troubled waters, not only killed Merlot, but also helped Ai Sakura Castle fight against the Mei army. This made Zhao Yan change his opinion of Dongfa Sang, although he hated Dong Vasang's character, but he felt that there was still merit in him.

"Samba, it turns out that you already knew that I was here!" asked Zhao Yan's layout, Dongfa Sang scolded viciously, and after a long time, it turned out that he was the biggest fool.

Zhao Yan said with a smile: "It's not an easy task to sneak into this Duke's Palace. ”

"You're really making rapid progress as rumored! Think about that battle, I'm just worse than you...... It's a little bit closer, but now...... Samba!"

"Don't be discouraged, you have your own martial arts characteristics, this is your capital. ”

Dongfasang turned his head, saw Buchintan, and said suspiciously: "General Buchintan is also here!"

"Yes. Zhao Yan suddenly became serious and said, "Dongfa Sang, even if you don't come to me, I will go to you!

Dongfasang nodded.

Zhao Yan smiled with satisfaction and said, "Can I have a chance to meet him?"

"You want him to support you, right?"

"Yes, are you willing to help the Mei Empire?"

"Of course I don't want to!" Dong Fa Sang's attitude was also resolute, but a look of embarrassment immediately appeared on his face, and he said, "It's just my brother's temper, I'm afraid he won't come up with any ideas." ”

Zhao Yan glanced at Bu Qintan, then looked at Dong Fa Sang, and said, "Now there are three important ministers around Zuo Tian, the prime minister supports the Mei Empire, and General Bu Qintan supports the Aiying Kingdom, and the most important place is your brother." At such a time, he can't help but speak! In that case, please support me!"

Dongfa Sang seemed to be pondering, paused for a long time, and then said: "I'll go back and try, but he is stubborn, and I can't guarantee that I will gain anything." ”

"Thank you, Dongvasan. ”

"And ......" Dong Vasang seemed to think of something again, and said, "Before I came, I saw Puganmans sneaking into the Prime Minister's Mansion. ”

Zhao Yan and Bu Qintan glanced at each other, as if they were conveying some message to each other.

Since the first meeting at the palace that day, Saden had not met with Zhao Yan or Puganmans again, as if he had deliberately let them move below, while he gazed at everything he found below.

In the evening, Zhao Yan, accompanied by two guards, walked slowly on the streets of Beichuan.

Beichuan is surrounded by water in many places, and the temperament is relatively humid. The climate at night is quite different from that during the day. Zhao Yan arranged the task, Namanzi, Alalus and the others were busy, but he himself was idle. Therefore, just after dinner, he went out for a leisurely walk. It's just that his heart, can he be idle?

Every minute and every second, there may be a few more corpses on the battlefield ahead, and another originally happy family will suffer from the loss of a loved one. It is time that passes, and what is discarded is life.

Every time he thought of this, Zhao Yan's heart felt as if he was being grabbed by someone's hand, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Years ago, he was determined to strengthen himself for the sake of peace. Crazy for the sake of peace. And now, behind the madness and growth, how much blood and tears are carried?

He stood on a towering building, thoughtful.

In the distance, there was a mansion no smaller than the Duke's Palace where he lived. It had a ruddy sheen and regular bursts of shimmering. But in Zhao Yan's eyes, the flickering magic light was an extremely oppressive dark red.

That's the Prime Minister's Office.

A kind of thought grew in Zhao Yan's mind, and in that mansion, there seemed to be many secrets lurking?

Zhao Yan said lightly: "You go back first." ”

The guard was a little stunned and said, "Your Majesty, you are ...... alone."

Zhao Yan waved his hand, and they stopped talking and slowly retreated.

After a long pause, or Zhao Yan felt that the time had come. He kicked the ground with his legs and swooped down from the surface of the building. The moment he touched the ground, he did not pause, but walked like a fly, quickly pressing towards the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Zhao Yan hadn't run so desperately for a long time, and on the way to run, he had to hide his magic aura as much as possible. All of his Acceleration Agility enchantments are activated. Under the cover of the night, in the eyes of passers-by, one second he may be a slightly shiny black dot in the distance, and the next second, his eyes are empty. Unbeknownst to him, he had already left the area.

With such a speed, even if it is Namanzi, how can it be compared with it?

Goblin technology is thriving, and each of their products is the mainstream of human society and even the Aya Continent. But they concentrated on researching, and the enchanted equipment created by Hezhong for Zhao Yan was not comparable to the artifact?

In other words, the enchanted equipment on Zhao Yan's body was a unique sub-artifact in the mainland.

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After entering the Prime Minister's Mansion, Zhao Yan's whole body was already in darkness. The stealth gear is turned on, and his movement, even the ripples in the air, will not appear stingily. Immediately afterward, he turned on the lighting device and the magic fluctuation shielding device, and all the preparations were in place.

But despite this, he carefully moved every step. He was confident that no one could easily move freely in the Duke's Palace, where he lived. So he believes that the Prime Minister's Mansion is by no means such an easy place to peep into.

Two rows of guards passed by Zhao Yan and did not notice his existence. This somewhat increased Zhao Yan's confidence. But the Eastern Expedition is the best lesson, and he can't be as stupid as he is.

A burst of grief arose from Zhao Yan's heart, and suddenly, Zhao Yan was extremely uncomfortable.

He himself didn't understand why, and his heart began to ache inexplicably. The next moment, familiar faces appeared in his mind. Not only Belsfeld, but even relatives and friends on the earth gradually showed their smiles.

It's been five years, but the pain is still there. They had already precipitated in Zhao Yan's heart, forever engraved in his field of memory.

Whenever Zhao Yan felt pain, he would feel a dark red flickering in the Prime Minister's mansion. This burst of red made Zhao Yan extremely depressed, and he even wondered if it was these dark reds that aroused his pain?

With curiosity, he walked more and more cautiously towards the depths of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

This is indeed a fascination of the mansion.

No one found Zhao Yan, but Zhao Yan didn't find what he was looking for. However, in just ten minutes, Zhao Yan's speed was enough to walk through the Prime Minister's Mansion, but unfortunately, he still found nothing. Even Comigalo's voice, he didn't get a glimpse of it.

And then in these ten short minutes, how many times did the pain in his heart grow?

Zhao Yan's mood gradually became a little angry.

Finally, something new appeared in his sight. On the shore of the small lake, there was a flickering red point of light.

Zhao Yan sped up, and the closer he got to the point of light, the clearer he could see. It turned out that the origin of that point of light was the two-handed giant sword tied to the back of a young woman.

Zhao Yan stood by the lake, and the woman was on a small island in the middle of the lake that was not large enough to accommodate the two of them. Ten meters apart.

Zhao Yan looked at the woman quietly, at this moment she was holding her knees with her hands, looking up at the stars in the night sky, probably reminiscing about the past, or maybe thinking deeply. Her fiery red hair ran down her shoulders, and her bright red eyes were like the brightest light of the night. She was dressed in an extremely conservative manner, with almost no slits at the neckline. It's just the knee-length shorts that reveal her slender and white thighs.

Zhao Yan thought stupidly, only judging her age, did he think that he was already a thirty-year-old man. That youthful era may have long passed.

If it weren't for the beauty of a woman, Zhao Yan would never have taken his eyes off the giant sword that shimmered red. In terms of appearance, it was an ordinary two-handed sword, but it was very large. Especially behind this thin woman, it highlights its growth.

It's just that the blade of the sword is crystal clear, and if you look closely, you can see that a blood-like red substance flows on the surface of the blade. They combine with each other, occasionally split, or move regularly or irregularly on the blade of the sword.

Zhao Yan sighed for a while, he already understood that the red two-handed giant sword behind this girl was an artifact!

Zhao Yan has never seen a real artifact, but the history of the continent has also given birth to many artifacts, although it can only be seen from books now, but judging from various characteristics, this is an artifact.

It's just that each artifact has its own particularity and origin, and this is what makes those countless artifact obsessed love. Behind the powerful power, they also need a story worth singing and crying about to prove the value of the artifact.

Zhao Yan wanted to take a few more steps forward, but as soon as he stepped on the lake, there would definitely be ripples.

This young girl can have an artifact, how can she guarantee that her strength will be proportional to her age?

The girl stared at the sky, there was not even a trace of emotional fluctuation on her face, she just said lightly: "Why don't you come?"

In Zhao Yan's heart, this seems to be a world that has stopped breathing. For the strong, any fluke mentality should be removed. Zhao Yan knew that his whereabouts had been revealed. He couldn't help but look at the girl carefully, stayed in the Prime Minister's Mansion for more than ten minutes, shuttled freely in front of countless people, and was finally discovered by a young girl?

Could it be that this girl is too powerful? Or is it ...... Their actions are already under their control?

"What do you say?" the girl said again, and this time, she had turned her head and looked at Zhao Yan.

Meeting her bright red eyes, Zhao Yan couldn't help but feel palpitations. Zhao Yan didn't try to feel her strength, but at this moment, he suddenly became determined.

"If you don't say it, then you're welcome!" the girl jumped up from the island and crossed the lake like a dragonfly on the surface of the lake. When it fell towards Zhao Yan, a red thin sword shot out from his sleeve.

Due to the existence of the fire element, Zhao Yan's playing style was completely different from that of other mages. He didn't rush to retreat, but immediately asked Ah Er to bless Long Lin for himself.

As soon as the girl made a move, Zhao Yan showed a pleasant smile. A person's strength may be well hidden, and it is difficult for people to figure it out. But if you make a move, it's very transparent.

This girl is just an S-class warrior. But despite this, she is already very good at a young age. It seems that the descendants of the Sang Ri Kingdom are still worth cultivating.

And her red rapier is just a high-grade human weapon made by the dwarves. It couldn't compare to the artifact behind her.

Zhao Yan wasn't worried about the girl's strength, but just worried about how powerful the artifact was. He felt that the first thing he had to do was to grab the artifact.

The thin sword was pierced alive on Zhao Yan's shoulder, and Zhao Yan didn't have to dodge, which couldn't help but surprise the girl. But the fireball that spat out of Zhao Yan's mouth suddenly made her sober up a little. She turned over violently, dodging the fireball, and the thin sword was drawn out of Zhao Yan's body.

Zhao Yan looked deeply at the girl, as if an invisible red air flow rushed towards the girl.

San'er was beating actively in Zhao Yan's body, and it was its masterpiece just now—paralysis and chaos.

The girl whirled in mid-air, tiptoeing to the ground, and gently returned to the ground.

A smile flashed across her face, and she said, "Interesting, King Ai Sakura is really extraordinary." It's really interesting to be able to unleash two curse spells, paralysis and chaos, at the same time without chanting a spell!"

San'er's spell didn't hit him, which Zhao Yan wasn't curious about. After all, the success rate of curse spells is very low, and if it can succeed every time, then Zhao Yan will be invincible.

"Since Miss knows who I am, can you introduce yourself?"

The girl retracted the sword into her sleeve and slowly removed the red two-handed greatsword behind her back. The giant sword stood on the ground, only a head shorter than the girl, and Zhao Yan was really worried that the girl's slender wrist would not be able to hold the thick sword. She glanced at Zhao Yan coldly and said with a smile: "If you want to know who I am, let's talk about it after winning against me!"

As she grasped the greatsword in both hands, the artifact suddenly became agitated. More red light burst out from the blade, radiating, and the entire Prime Minister's Mansion also lit up and darkened. Such a movement was something Zhao Yan had never expected, and it seemed that his arrival today was destined to shake the entire Prime Minister's Mansion.

A girl who can possess an artifact must be extraordinary, and maybe she is an important figure in the Prime Minister's Mansion. Catch her, at least have an extra hostage in your hand.

In that case, let's fight first!