"What?" Marshall jerked his head up and saw a dragon as red as a flame hovering in the air. Rao is that he is well-informed, and he has never seen such a scene.

He turned his head to look at Jun, who he didn't know who he was talking to: "Come down." The dragon slowly fell, and the soldiers reflexively raised their guns, and Marshall hurriedly ordered them not to shoot.

Jun motioned for the group to step forward, and a girl in a violet dress suddenly jumped off the dragon's back and jumped towards them.

Before Jun could speak, she preemptively complained: "Jun you big liar, you lie to me again!" It's not fun at all! ”

"Alright," Jun said with a smile, "your attitude shows your allies what it looks like." ”

"This is Lena, the chief magister of the Apocalypse Empire. And Histasa, the king of the ruby of the Davian Empire. He turned his head to briefly introduce and asked, "How's things going?" ”

"Ah, it's okay, I went in time, even if I was alone, there was no pressure." Lena pouted, obviously thinking that Jun's attitude was too perfunctory, "But you must make it up to me." ”

Half a year ago, the Red Jade Star.

In the Ruby Temple, built from sturdy red beech trees, Histaza, the King of Ruby, is holding a battle meeting. The Ruby Legion's nemesis, the Obsidian Legion, had uncharacteristically stopped attacking for months, and it made her a little uneasy. She knew her former colleagues and decades-old enemies all too well. She instinctively guessed that Netherian must have some new conspiracy hatched.

She was watching her advisors perform war games on the map, when suddenly the guards came and reported: "Report to the Queen, the chief magister of the Apocalypse Empire asks to see you." Histasa wondered in her heart, she had never heard of the Apocalypse Empire, she didn't know who the "Magister" was, and she didn't know if this Magister had been to several other kingdoms. She thought that if the Magister was the first to come to the Red Jade Star, then maybe the Apocalypse Empire could be her helper. If the Magister had already been to other legions, perhaps she would be able to guarantee that there would not be one more enemy. With such a calculation, Histasa ordered an interview.

After a while, the door of the conference hall slowly opened, and a short figure wearing a hood walked in. Histasa was a little disappointed, but he still asked in a dignified tone, "Who are you and what are you here for?" ”

The Magister replied in a strange voice, and in a deliberately long voice, "I am the remnant of the Lost Empire—here to provide a way of salvation for your people—"

Stystasa felt teased, and his words inevitably carried some hostility: "Who are you? ”

The Magister, still in a strange tone, sounding like a girl deliberately mimicking the old voice, replied, "I am the prophet wandering on earth—you have been—the catastrophe is coming—"

Histasa heard the mystery, but there was nothing she could do, she shrugged her shoulders: "Have you never experienced diplomacy alone?" ”

The Magus was stunned for a moment, and immediately said, "I don't know what you're talking about-"

"Don't make a fuss, what the hell is the matter with you."

"It's boring, it's not fun at all. Damn it and lie to me again. The Magister took off his hood, revealing long, flame-like red hair. Looking at the face, it was indeed a young girl, and her voice was as clear as spring water. "But I'm really a Demon Master of the Apocalypse Empire, and the Great General sent me to help you."

"Help us? So who is the general in your mouth? ”

"Ahh ”

"So what do you think we need help with?" Histasa didn't know what she was doing, so he had to follow her words.

"I believe that some of your five kings have been controlled by the rebels of the Apocalypse Empire. But apparently he didn't think it was you, otherwise I would have done it a long time ago. Lena clapped her hands, as if they were covered in dust.

Histasa couldn't laugh or cry, this magister spoke and behaved like a child, what could he do with his hands. But it's not a mistake to be a child. And this is also a valuable piece of information, being controlled by the rebels of the Apocalypse Empire means being supported by the rebels of the Apocalypse Empire. In this way, the delicate balance between the legions may be upset and move in a direction that is not conducive to the Ruby Legion.

"So," Histasa asked simply, "who is it?" ”

"King of Obsidian, Netherion." Lena said lightly, as if talking about the weather, "But I can't beat that traitor, that's why I'm here for you." ”

"Who is that traitor?"

"Don't ask so much, you can't beat it together."

"Okay, so what are we going to do?" Somehow, Lena's words gave an unmistakable majesty. Histasa was a little skeptical, and she didn't know if she could trust her, but she would rather believe it than not believe it, and she could only take countermeasures first.

"How do you say that?" Lena recalled with a serious face, "Ah, yes! Thirty-six plans, go for the top plan! ”

"Three what? What to go? Lena spoke Chinese, and Histasa didn't understand a word. Even if she understands it, how can she know what the thirty-six strategies are.

"I don't know, but it was taught to me. It probably means that the most powerful of all the strategies in the world is to run if you can't beat it. Lena explained earnestly in Davian.

"Can this also be calculated? Are you serious? We might as well fight them to the death! With that, she beckoned and called the herald.

Just as she was saying something to the herald, Lena suddenly stopped her with a wave of her hand, shouting, "Don't talk! Listen! ”

Histasa was a little confused: "Listen to what?" ”

"Listen to the call from the depths of the void. Oh yes, it should be feelings. No, you can't feel it. Oh no, shut up! ”

Lina closed her eyes tightly, as if trying to feel something, and Histasa didn't know what to do for a moment, so she just stood still.

"Damn it!" Lina's eyes were still closed, and she pulled Histasar behind her with a rough hand, "Stand still!" ”

She raised her arms, palms folded, fingers spread out, aimed at the ceiling of the temple, and chanted an even more ancient incantation in the ancient language of the apocalypse:

"Something that shines brighter than the stars—

Something more gorgeous than the aurora -

In the name of the apocalypse –

Answering my call –

Transform me like the stars -

Drag the enemy into eternal darkness—"

"Star Smash!"

An extremely thin but extremely bright flash of light emanated from Lena's palm, colliding with another flash of light that flew down from the sky. In the blink of an eye, the entire planet was shrouded in blinding glares.