"Of course I'm alive."

Cuarón's voice rang out not far away. "I will live, I am, I am, I am."

"Yes."

The blue-armored man muttered. "You may be alive, but not in the way you are now."

Cuarón's body slowly crawled to its feet, and it staggered towards Cuarón's head.

After fumbling around the ground, he finally found the head.

Holding his head, Cuarón's mouth opened and closed.

"Which way?"

The blue-armored man muttered.

"A more loyal way."

"Loyalty?"

Caron frowned, "Are you talking about loyalty to His Majesty Angelo, or to the Venada Empire?" ”

The blue-armored man said unhappily.

"You and I both know that the past has passed, and to be loyal to His Majesty Angelo now is to be loyal to the Empire."

Cuarón shook his head slowly.

"I don't think so."

"The truth doesn't need you to think."

Sighing, the blue-armored man walked towards Caron step by step, his steps were not fast.

Behind him, the Venada shields had begun their attack, and the city of Stari in the distance was crumbling.

The blue-armored man was getting closer, and Cuaron was still alive, but he didn't seem to have the intention of resisting, and the half of his eyebrows were slightly raised.

"By the way, young man, can I know your name?"

The blue-armored man replied.

"Hercules Moussa."

Cuarón nodded slightly, then reached out and grabbed something.

"Okay, Hercules."

Hercules' heart tightened, and he quickly retreated, but his trembling legs no longer allowed him to do so, and he could only watch as Caron approached.

The main general, Vittorino, noticed the anomaly, and he quickly signaled the shields to stop, and then surrounded Caron and Hercules.

Stopping, Caron looked down at Hercules.

It wasn't until this moment that Hercules noticed that Cuaron's pupils were dark.

"You're a spell...... No, you're a dark magician! ”

"Didn't you do your homework before you came, Lord Hercules."

Karon whispered, "A weapon like yours can be easily defeated by a single sorcerer. ”

Feeling like his soul was going to be pulled out of the container, Hercules roared.

"You're not a conjurer! You're a black magician! You can't get out of here alive! ”

Cuarón lowered his head and said word for word.

"That's an old rumor, I didn't think you remember...... Let the Venadas all step back, I won't kill you, I vouch in the name of the chef. ”

Hercules said through gritted teeth.

"Your guarantee is meaningless."

Caron paused, the corners of his mouth curling in a horrible curvature.

"Oh, what about my guarantee?"

Sensing the obvious change in tone, Hercules rolled his eyes vigorously as he looked around for the location of the black mage, who did not know where to hide at the moment.

But the dark mage didn't seem to have any intention of hiding his tracks, and the bone horse soon ran down the gravel pile in the distance.

Seeing this terrifying creature, the soldiers turned around, and the three rows of shields lit up together, and the sea of magical shields composed of Venada steel turned up waves, and the surface of the shield array emitted a buzzing sound of magical resonance.

Not to mention this single-handedly, even if the entire Vinada Iron Cavalry charges, don't even think about breaking through this shield wall!

But the knight passed so lightly that he didn't even leave a ripple on the shield wall.

Raising his head, Cuarón stared at Hercules with those dark eyes.

"Hercules, if you don't want to die, let your people retreat, I'll repeat this sentence at most."

The knight reined in with a rope and slowly removed the hat from his head.

At the sight of that face, Hercules first showed a puzzled expression, and after a while, that expression quickly turned to horror.

"You...... It's you! You're still alive! ”

Glancing at Stari City in the distance, he said with a miserable laugh.

"I didn't expect you to defect to the Okasim Empire, and you're a dark magician! You're about to bring down another empire! ”

Unlike the hideous-looking Hercules, Cuarón had a calm face.

"In addition to the dark magician, there is also a dragon in Turin. If you want to see it, I can take you there. ”

"Hahahaha!"

Hercules laughed wildly, "Come on, kill me, this shadowy empire will surely come to an end, and you won't be proud for long."

- Oreo Pravor! ”

"At some point I'd still like you to call me Lord Pravor,"

Caron stood up. "I have shared the good news of the two Venada Spirits from Yesel to the Okassim Empire, and if nothing else, you will receive good news from Yesel tomorrow."

Raising his head and looking around, Caron said sincerely.

"Hercules, in order to defend Yessel, you should withdraw from the Okasim Empire, a dragon's eye cannot change the Vinada Empire.

By the way, I suggest you convey this simple truth to His Majesty Angelo. ”

With that, Cuaron let go of his right hand, and Hercules gasped like a fish returning to the water.

He raised his head to Hercules and finally said.

"I'll give you ten minutes to disappear, only ten minutes."

Hercules staggered to his feet, and he burrowed into the crowd, looking at the master and servant from afar.

It turns out that the rumors that have been circulating in the Venada Empire for many years are actually true, and the chef was really taken away by Oreo!

Seeing that Hercules was out of danger, Vittorino raised his sword and prepared to direct the Venada army to approach.

"Vittorino!"

Hercules shouted, looking at the two men with a gloomy gaze, and then gritted his teeth.

"Let's go back to Jessel!"

Coach Vittorino was stunned, but he didn't dare to disobey Vinada's intentions, so he had to say.

"Withdraw."

Hearing the sound of the horn, the soldiers closest to Caron breathed a sigh of relief, and they soon left in formation.

Looking at Oreo from afar, Hercules exclaimed.

"Oreo Pravor, you scourge! Just wait for death in Turin! ”

Oreo raised his right hand, and a cloud of black flames crawled like a snake along his wrist.

Extinguishing the flame in the palm of his hand, Oreo whispered.

"Dark mages and dragons are both taboo beings, but I believe that the Okasim Empire will not decline because of this...... Maybe it's negative and negative. ”

I don't know if Hercules heard this, but he scolded and walked away.

Turning his gaze back, Oreo looked at the rubble in the distance, where Eric's body was lying.

Cuarón commanded himself.

"Caron, we're making a fortune...... Go and get Eric's head back. ”

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