When Shuzenar was completely reborn, the Star Soul seemed to fall into extreme exhaustion, and with the last of its strength, it teleported Shuzenar to the surface of Nazresa's planet, a floating island.

The structure of the surface of Nasresa is very peculiar, above the surface of the planet, there are countless fragments floating in the sky, some are the size of a continent, some can only fit a few buildings, on the floating continent as far as the eye can see, Shuzenar sees countless towers and obelisks, Nasrezm and countless races enslaved by Nasrezm have built a developed civilization, no matter how many worlds this civilization is built on, at least, it still seems strong and powerful.

The use of evil energy has provided this civilization with powerful force and technology, but the damage it has brought is also obvious, this planet has lost all its vitality except for the floating continent, the ground is full of black deserts, flowing rivers of evil energy, and no life can survive in such conditions. Massive steel furnace-like devices stood at the center of the unholy turbulence, keeping the planet steady, not completely shattering into dust.

But just as Shuzenar arrived on the floating island, the whole planet suddenly shuddered. The tremor was not large in Shuzenar's perception, but a huge crack appeared on the surface, and even the energy of the planet's core began to spill out. Shuzenar saw countless ships flying towards the rift, countless Nasrezm pouring out of it, each with a powerful presence on it, especially on the largest warship - no, it was simply a floating fortress, a tall Nasrezm exuded a powerful aura.

A powerful magic was channeling in his hands, and the forces of evil and darkness were subjugated to his hands, and the furnaces on the surface spewed out streams of powerful evil energy that gathered between his swinging claws...... The purpose of this magic is obvious, even though Shuzenar is far away from there, but the rift of the planet is being filled by evil energy, and a large amount of evil energy is like a glue, covering the entire rift, so that the power of the entire planet will not be lost. But even then, the planet fell into a deep sleep, and even its rotation slowed down a bit.

"Come to me, my young brother. ”

A deep, serious elder's voice rang out in Shuzenar's mind, and Shuzenar only slightly responded to the thought, and the next moment, Shuzenar realized that he had been teleported to the extremely powerful Nasrezm.

The Dark Lord, Tikdios, the king of the Nasrezm clan.

An instinct of surrender instinctively made Shuzenar instinctively respect, but Shuzenar stared at him (Nasrezm has no eyebrows, so he can only write like this), and did not kneel down according to the instinct just now, in Nasrezm's inheritance, all Nasrezm should be brothers, and the strict distinction between upper and lower ranks should be after joining the legion.

Tikdios noticed Shuzenar's expression for a moment and nodded, "I know you have a lot of things you want to ask now, and these will be told to you by other Nasrezm later, and I want to know now what kind of information our Star Soul Mother has left us." ”

Shuzenar stared into Tikdios' eyes, although the king in front of him did not concentrate his momentum on him, but also gave him a certain degree of pressure, and even his movements were not so free. What Schuzner wants to judge is whether Tikdios can still be trusted.

"Tick-tock-" Schüzenar suddenly heard the sound of dice.

Was it an auditory hallucination? or was it Schüzenar who noticed that Tikdios was looking at him, not attracted by any sound.

As soon as the message arrived, it flashed into Schüzenal's mind.

(You notice that Tikdios is looking at you expectantly, and you try to judge Tikdios's current thoughts, so you get the following message: Tikdios is forced to serve the Legion with all his strength because of his oath to Kilgardan, but his own will is not controlled, and although he is the senior commander of the Legion, he also has his own ideas, so he is judged to be trustworthy.) ）

It's -

Tikdios seemed to notice that Shuzenar was a little distracted, and moved closer to him, "The star soul of Nasresa has fallen into a deep sleep and is about to perish, but in the past tens of thousands of years, Nasresa has given birth to thousands of lord-level Nasrezm for us, as well as hundreds of thousands of clansmen who have inherited most of our characteristics and some of our abilities. We love her as we love ourselves. As the last born lord-level Nasrezm, you received her last blessing, so what is the last message she left us?"

Schüzenar tried to get the dice to do it again, but there was no response, perhaps only under certain conditions, or because the dice's ability to determine was limited by time.

Tikdios' words brought back Shuzenar's thoughts, and he looked at Tikdios earnestly:

"Nazresa's last message to me was to save the Nasrezm clan. ”

"Salvation?" Tikdios pondered, "what might this portend......"

Tikdios tried to unleash a spell, and the powerful mana fluctuations were terrifying, but this power disappeared in an instant when it was condensed to its strongest, as if it had been transferred to another dimension.

"My prophetic spell has failed, and something is interfering with my judgment, so, my brother, do you have any hints there?"

Shuzenar shook his head, "I ......"

"Tick-tock-"

Just as he was about to say some of his guesses, the sound of dice came from his head again. Schüzenar shut up in amusement, waiting for the verdict.

(Lucky to pass)

The next moment, a teleported image appeared in front of Tikdios.

Is that...... Projection of Kilgardan.

"Tikdios, I have a new mission for you. ”

Tikdios bowed his head in obedience, rubbing his hands imperceptibly.

Before he could catch the attention of Kil'Gardan's projection, Shuzenar, who was behind the projection, was teleported away in an instant.

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The teleportation was a little rushed, and Schuzenar felt a little dizzy, but quickly came to his senses. It is an open-air platform that sits in the middle of a large complex of magic towers, and directly opposite Shuzenar is a gate.

"Is this for me to go inside?" Schuzner thought, suddenly feeling a chill in his back, he wanted to turn around, but before he could move, he decided to lean down and slam back with his right foot (hoof) as he could.

Sure enough, something was kicked.

Schuzner steadied his left hoof and turned with the force of the recoil he had just made.

A cloud of black mist suddenly erupted in mid-air a few dozen meters below the platform, and many bat-like black shadows surrounded a Nasrezm from the void.

It was a Nasrezm in purple armor with a pair of short sharp horns, and he waved his wings and flew to the platform. He is much smaller than Tikdios, and even a little lower than Shuzenar.

"What a sensitive newcomer, I wanted you to experience the taste of death once. The Nasrezm looked a little bored, "I am Misnion, the conqueror of Salostan, the destroyer of Mikalmak, the herald of the great Tikdios. ”

He stared at Shuzenar, his eyes back and forth between Schüzenar's claws and the horns on the top of his head, "Why don't you introduce yourself, little one?" ”

This is a belligerent guy...... Schüzenar clearly sensed Misnien's eagerness to take the plunge, and made a decision, "Let's get to know each other in battle, brother." ”