Sidon stood at the top of the Soul Tower, looking out of the city, as far as the eye could see, there seemed to be a blood-red flame shaking at the city gate, and behind the flames was a black and overwhelming army of the undead.

"That's?"

Seaton's pupils constricted, a look of surprise but a little hard to believe.

"Yes, you read that right! That's indeed the Steel Beamon Clan, but under the control of the secret magic of the Dark See, it has been alienated into the Bloody Beamon! Hmph, this time Luke of the Black Church has made a bloody investment. ”

A black smoke slowly appeared next to Sidon, and the black smoke formed a figure that gradually changed from nothingness to solidification, and then an old man in black with a withered face, gray hair and a rickety body slowly emerged, a pitch-black staff was used as a crutch by him and held in the white bone palm, his cloudy eyes stared at the direction of the outside of the city where the war was burning, and there were words in his mouth, so he stood tremblingly on the spire of the Soul Tower behind Sidon.

"Principal Yebai, why did you come out too?"

Midnight Bai waved his hand, signaling that Sidon didn't need to say more, the hand holding the staff paused in the air, two dazzling rays of light shot out of his dim eyes, a white crystal skull appeared on the top of the pitch-black staff, and a powerful magic wave slowly rippled, and the old man who originally looked like he was in his last years had become much younger at the moment, and his originally rickety figure was much straighter.

"Sidon, so many years have passed, I was still a hairy young man when I last saw you, and now I have grown to this point, it's really terrifying!" Midnight Bai looked at Sidon with a relieved smile.

"The principal is really over-awarded, and I feel that there is still too much difference in front of the principal. Sidon said humbly.

"Well, although the Dark Church has not made any big moves on the surface for decades, it has secretly made waves, and now that kid Luke really can't help it, he wants to make some big moves. Midnight Bai said slowly.

"Are they going to target us at Xiluo Academy?" Sidon frowned, looking at the bloody Beamon Behemoth at the city gate, which was slamming into the city wall with great force like a huge body, and a slight sense of foreboding shrouded in his heart.

"No, their main target this time should be the royal family. ”

"The royal family, the Dark Curia alone shouldn't be able to take Naxi City, right?" said Seadon with a puzzled expression.

Indeed, as the royal capital of the Tianlan Kingdom, Naxi City is not only separated by a wall from Xiluo, the most famous magic academy in the continent, but also has an integrated royal magician regiment inside, plus thousands of elite Praetorian Guards and tens of thousands of city defense troops, and the solid city defense is like an iron bucket.

On the west and south sides of Naxi City are tall mountain ranges, and only the north side is an open plain, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the terrain is not conducive to siege warfare. There is also an Adventurers' Guild and an Assassins' Guild that have always been friendly with the royal family, and they will not sit idly by if Naxi City is attacked. Even if Naxi City is breached, the Dark Holy See will not be able to occupy it for a long time, and the two major guilds and the Xiluo Academy can come to support at any time. Even the people of the temple would send troops from far and wide to stop the Dark Sect, after all, their two major forces have always been immortal.

No matter how you look at this action of the Dark See, it is like a bad move, what is the point of this kind of self-defeating attack?

Could it be that the Pope of the Dark Curia named Luke made the donkey kick stupidly!

"No, their main purpose is not to break down, but to contain, and I don't know the specifics. Sidon, you go and inform a few of the Academy's Worship Elders to go with me to the outside of the city to stop the high-ranking mages of the Dark Sect, and block the Academy to open the magic circle defense, strictly prohibit everyone from entering and leaving, and ensure the safety of the students!"

Midnight Bai seemed to have thought of something, his expression became very solemn, he faintly smelled a bit of conspiracy, but he couldn't guess the true purpose of the Black Sect for a while, as long as the academy sent people to restrain several high-level mages of the Dark Sect, so that they could not cast high-level magic with real destructive power, the problem of city defense should not be big.

"Yes!"

After receiving instructions from Principal Yebai, Sidon immediately took action, and several tall mage towers in the academy lit up, and all the teachers in the inner courtyard stood in the defensive circle at the school gate to prevent emergencies from occurring.

But no one noticed that just before the academy's circle was fully opened, a beautiful figure swept over the side door of the academy, and the huge wind wings carried a petite body, and flew towards the palace in the inner city.

At this moment, Yun'er's pretty face was covered with sweat, and there was a little panic in her anxiety, and the huge wind wings formed by magic flapped rapidly, cutting through the sky over Naxi City like a speeding meteor.

Hurry up!

Immediately arrived at the main hall of the palace, Yun'er had a little blood dripping from her hand, and she was holding a broken jade spirit in her palm, and the blood was actually dripping from the blood.

Whenever the royal family suffers a great calamity and the main members of the royal bloodline die, this jade will bring a warning, but just now, the jade spirit in the soul transmission room of the soul tower suddenly became bloody, and finally it was directly shattered. Yun'er was suddenly shocked, she knew that this must be the embodiment of the royal family's great suffering and the wanton slaughter of blood relatives.

Without thinking about it, she cast a mid-level wind magic ▪ wind wing on herself and rushed to the palace as fast as possible, her beautiful eyes were full of worry, her mother, father and sister who were only four years old were all in the palace at the moment, I don't know what the situation was.

It's just that the more she flew in the direction of the palace, the more frightened she felt, and the streets of the inner city of the palace were filled with groups of black-clothed masked men at some point, and the sharp blades in their hands were waving at the unarmed people of the kingdom, and the streets, shops, and palaces were covered with mutilated corpses, and red blood was spilling everywhere, dyeing the sky blood-red.

Who the hell are these!

Yun'er's eyes were torn apart when she saw the tragic situation, and her slender delicate body trembled slightly in flight, these demons who killed innocent people! They deserved to be severely punished! As the eldest princess of the royal family, she would never allow the enemy to slaughter her people so mercilessly.

But before she could make a move, the two teams of black-clothed men guarding in front of the main hall of the palace obviously discovered her presence in the sky, and launched an attack first, and colorful magic and remotely released martial arts flew over, apparently trying to bombard her outside the palace gate.

"Blessed by the Magical ▪ Wind!"

Yun'er looked at the huge golden magic realm rising outside the palace in front of her, and cast a wind-based defensive magic spell on herself, completely ignoring the long-range magic attacks of the many black-clothed people below, flapping the wind wings to increase the speed to the extreme, and plunged into the magic enchantment of the palace.

The two pairs of black-clothed men guarding the gate of the palace were very annoyed, most of the long-range magic was empty, and the few magic that hit were blocked behind Yun'er by the golden magic realm, and the wind shield covering Yun'er's body wrapped her delicate body and moved forward quickly.

But the man in black at the palace gate did not chase inward, in their opinion, the blonde girl who broke in was already a dead end, and a small intermediate mage could not have any impact on the internal battle situation that was completely under their control.

Yun'er flapped the wings of the wind and rushed all the way from the outer gate to the main hall of the palace, and the blood was stained on the way to the flying, the gorgeous palace became the bloodiest battlefield at this moment, and the corpses of the Praetorian Guards were everywhere, and the bronze gate of the main hall of the Wind King's Palace was now bombarded and broken, and the corner of the doorpost of the mutilated and naked person on the edge explained how amazing the destructive power of the battle just now was.

The main hall of the palace was originally filled with defensive circles and enchantments, which were immune to and resistant to most powerful offensive magic, and the bronze gates several feet thick made it impregnable, which was the strongest last line of defense in the palace. But judging from the shape of the main entrance of the main hall after it was destroyed, the main hall of the palace was blasted open by someone in the most primitive and violent way!

How powerful does it take for a Demon Martial Cultivator to do this?

Yun'er's head is in a mess now, everything in front of her deeply stimulates her sensitive nerves, and everything seems to be developing towards the most cruel side.

The magic wind wings slowly dissipated, and Yun'er cautiously crossed the threshold of the palace, but she might as well stumble over something under her feet, and when she calmed down, it was a mutilated female corpse that tripped Yun'er. The eyes of the female corpse were wide open, and a light red palace dress was stained red by the blood from the wound on her chest, and the body from the left shoulder to the chest had disappeared, and she should have been cut off with a sharp weapon. Before he died, he still had a look of disbelief and despair, as if death had come a little unexpectedly. Then a terrible scream resounded in the blood-soaked palace hall.

"Hua, wake up!"

"What's wrong with you, Hua?

"Ah——!h

Yun'er held the mutilated corpse under her feet tightly in her arms, blood soaked through her skirt from her chest, and slowly dripped down at the hem of her skirt.

Yun'er's delicate body holding Hua's corpse trembled violently, and her shouting voice was terrible and helpless, she couldn't believe that Hua, who was busy beside her a few days ago, was worried that Hua, who was living in the academy, had now turned into a cold corpse.

"Oh~, your good sister is also here, now that everyone is here, blood and killing must be the theme of the palace tonight, who do you say we start with now?"

On the golden throne in the main hall, there stood a man in black who was tightly wrapped up and down, and he let out a strange laugh and said to the handsome man in white armor standing under the throne.

From the threshold of the bronze gate of the main hall to the golden throne of the highest point in the hall, which symbolizes the supreme majesty of the king, all of them are covered with corpses, and there are many richly dressed palace ministers, but more are royal guards wearing white armor and green tassels on their heads, and war spears are stuck everywhere, and it is clear that a tragic hand-to-hand combat has just taken place.

Under the bloody stairs covered with corpses stood a large group of men in black whose bodies were hidden in the dark shadows, all of them were the initiators of the change in the palace tonight, the executioners with blood on their hands. On the other side, there were soldiers in cyan armor and holding two-handed swords, surrounding the last few royal ladies and children who had gathered together and shivering, and the blades that were supposed to defend the royal family were now aimed at them, as if as long as the order was given, there would be a few more headless corpses in the hall in the next second.

The middle-aged man at the head showed a majestic face, but there was a long scar at the corner of his eye, and he was holding a black-haired little boy in his right hand, not caring at all about the tragic situation of the blood flowing in the hall, and laughing with the little boy on the side.

Under the golden throne, in front of the handsome man in armor, lay a gracefully dressed man, who looked a little similar to the middle-aged man with a scar on his face standing on the other side, a silver long sword passed through his chest, and the golden crown studded with various colored gems was thrown on the ground like garbage, and the man's chest rose and fell slightly, obviously with more qi and less qi in, and he was about to die.