City of Truth Mage Tower.

Truth Archmage Hank changed into a new gray robe in his residence, and then quickened his pace, walking in the direction of the hall, his face was a little pale, but the pace did not hesitate at all, through the corridor of more than ten meters, that is, the hall of the mage tower, he belongs to the extremely traditional mage, and does not care about material enjoyment, so the main color of this mage tower is gray style, but now this bleak house seems to be bright.

That's not because of the lights shining, it's just because of the presence of a person.

Where it is is the center of the world, where the light is occupied, and its very existence represents wisdom and light in the darkness.

King Solomon, the only king of magic and truth, commanded the seventy-two pillars of demon gods with flesh and blood, compared to the gods of heaven with the body of mortals, the eternal ruler of all things, the truly wise man who manipulated the visions of heaven and earth with the hands of mortals, and the king of arrogance and gentleness......

Hank took a light breath, took two steps, and then stood beside Chu Lie in an extremely respectful manner, the latter sat lazily on the scarlet sofa, the silver hair behind his back was like moonlight, and his face was gentle, but in the face of the previous terrifying record that was almost a one-person city, the current gentleness was like the reserve of a king, hiding the flames and power that were enough to destroy the world.

"Great King Solomon, welcome to you."

Hank's voice was full of surrender, and he couldn't see the slightest arrogance before, Chu Lie held a crystal wine glass between his right hand and two fingers, shaking it slightly, and the scarlet wine like blood drew a cruel and magnificent trace in the wine glass, the atmosphere was calm, and it also made Hank's face slightly pale, as if a cold big hand grabbed his heart fiercely, making him a little breathless.

“…… Archmage of Truth? ”

At this moment, a gentle voice sounded unhurriedly, Hank trembled slightly, breathed a sigh of relief, and then took a step back and responded respectfully: "My name is Hank." ”

"Hank, then."

The wine glass in Chu Lie's hand was gently placed on the table, and he looked at the archmage, and said slowly with a gentle expression: "The current mage, are you the most powerful?" ”

"By the time I wasn't there, had the mage already fallen to this point?"

The faint dissatisfaction in his tone made Archmage Hank's forehead ooze a piece of cold sweat, and he hurriedly replied: "No, no, no, great king, I am just an old and useless person, and the elite mages of the current era are still emerging in an endless stream, and we are still at the top of the world by hooking the heavens and the earth with human power!" ”

"Oh? Is it? ”

"So, let's talk about ......"

In Hank's vision, King Solomon raised his eyebrows, the eyebrows were still gentle, but they seemed to be soaked in coldness, his body was lazily lying on the sofa, his right elbow was bent to support his cheek, his long silver hair was lazily scattered, and his left hand was tapping lightly on the stone table, tapping very rhythmically, which had an unbelievable calmness and charm, but in his eyes it was like a dragon with slightly squinting eyes, No one knows if the next moment will be faced with the overwhelming dragon flame and the angry roar of the dragon

King Solomon, the promoter of the mage, a great king, but his character is extremely cruel and murderous.

And if the king knew that the human mage had been going downhill since he left, what would have awaited him?

In an instant, Hank seemed to have fallen into the encirclement of thousands of troops, his body was trembling slightly, and his mind that had practiced for decades had already become panicked in front of the arrival of the King of Truth and Mage, the legend, and his memory was turning rapidly, and the mage information inside the ring and even in the entire human world had not stopped emerging over the years

Larry? No, it's just a research school, and its combat effectiveness is too poor!

Roy...... No, no, no, I'm too old......

Dorothy? No, that Bichi will definitely anger this noble king completely......

A talented name in the eyes of ordinary people emerged, and then it was rejected in the next moment, the crisp tapping sound of the knuckles in his ears became more and more rapid, Hank felt that his heart was constantly accelerating, and the cold sweat on his forehead was dripping down in large patches, at this moment, a name representing the taboo emerged, and a struggle appeared on Hank's face, but under the faintly colder gaze, all the consequences were all left behind at this moment.

"Sylvia!"

Target!

Chu Lie's knuckles slammed on the stone table, and he let out a slightly heavy sound, a cold light flashed in the depths of his pupils, and in front of him, the Truth Archmage gasped a little hurriedly, and a third-order mage faced the imposing Sage-level melee fighter without the slightest protection, and the fact that he did not faint on the spot had proved his will.

"Sylvia ......"

In a low murmuring voice, Hank felt the two lines of sight drift away, and an interested voice sounded in his ears:

"Tell me about it."

"Yes, yes, my king."

After a few gasps, Hank raised his head, looked at the lazy King Solomon, fixed his panicked heart, and said: "Sylvia, the archmage who controls the Frost Heart Mage Tower, is only twenty-three years old, but she has already touched the edge of the Sage, and she is not limited to her own frost spells, almost all types of spells have been studied, especially good at space spells. ”

Finally, thinking of the legendary amorous appearance left by this king, Hank swallowed his spit and added: "Moreover, Sylvia Gray is a very iconic beauty, known as the one crowned by the Ice Crown, and it is difficult for both men and women to ignore her amazing charm. ”

The look on Chu Lie's face froze, and then his gaze fell, looking at the archmage who was a little uneasy in his heart, and slowly spoke:

"Yes, twenty-three, that's good."

"I hope to meet this Archmage of Sylvia, Hank...... Do you understand what I mean? ”

Hank's face froze, but before his sanity could digest the news, his body had reacted sharply and sincerely, bowing as standard:

"Your will will be fulfilled, my king."

"Let's go down, then."

With a casual wave of his hand, Hank bowed slightly, then retreated back in this position, and suddenly Chulie's voice sounded in his ears: "By the way, I still need some books, you know, I haven't seen ......"

Hank paused, then bowed slightly, and said:

"Understood, honorable King Solomon."

After a few moments, Hank, who had not received a response, respectfully exited the hall, stretched out his hand and slowly closed the door, the world inside the door was narrowed by the gap in the door, and then disappeared, separated from the outside world, and in the click and soft sound, the lonely and arrogant back disappeared from Hank's vision, and in the next moment, the archmage's face was full of bitterness.

Why should I say Sylvia?! Why Sylvia?!

Ahh Damn mouth!

The right hand was raised heavily, and then it slammed towards his cheek, bringing a gust of wind, but when it fell, the corners of the mage's mouth twitched slightly, and the palm that seemed to carry countless anger finally just fell gently, as if caressing, and the cheeks were not even red.

"Alas"

With a heavy sigh, Hank walked dejectedly towards the upper level of the Mage's Tower.

Now, let's go and inform the adult......

And at the same time, in the middle of the hall.

Chu Lie's brows furrowed slightly, and the fingers of his left hand lightly tapped on the stone table, and in that extremely rhythmic voice, the thoughts in his mind gradually became clear, Originally, he just planned to find a way to show the importance he attached to the young elite mage Sylvia, so that it would not be abrupt to inquire about the actions of approaching Sylvia in the future, but the harvest seemed to be a little big, looking at Hank's appearance, even if he was not a participant, he must know about Sylvia's affairs.

Moreover, Ciel must have been involved in trouble, just judging by his reaction, his life should not be in danger at this time.

"Dylan, Sylvia, please wait for me a little longer......"

"Don't worry, it won't be long."

In the quiet hall, Chu Lie's body released bursts of coldness.

……………………………………………………………

Ring, Thunder Fortress.

This is the border of the entire ring, originally bordered by many cultists and the like, almost perennially in the midst of killing and war, but because of this, this fortress that has been forged in blood and fire has never fallen under the attack of the alien race, and that night, the old and decrepit archmage shouted angrily and triggered the thunder of the nine heavens, and that proud posture turned into the most terrifying picture in the eyes of all the aliens.

"Come on! I'm Austin, and I'm dying today!! ”

In the roar, the archmage who was covered in blood because of the sneak attack exchanged injuries for injuries, killing two alien saints, triggering the decisive impact of countless battle mages, in the fury of the elements, the morning light was still bright, and under the sun, the majestic Thunder Fortress was still standing, at that time, I don't know how many battle mages wept bitterly under the sun that they didn't care about at all, but the old man dragged his seriously injured body, and still presided over the mage tower to maintain the defense system, until the alien retreat after three days, he was unconscious.

The fame of Thunder's Fury spread all over the world in an instant.

In this fortress that is still controlled by the Terrans, the architectural style has been extremely close to the model of a military camp, but in the most marginal corner, there is still a bar, like a scar on the face of a beauty, stubbornly maintaining the concept of its own existence.

There are not many customers in this bar at all, only an old man stands at the bottom of the bar, the old man is wearing a black deacon robe, wearing a lion coat of arms on his chest, looking elegant and gentle, his fingers are holding a white cloth to wipe the wine glass in his hand gently, in the empty bar, only a tall man sits, wearing a black cloak, gently sipping the amber liquor in the glass, there is no dialogue between the two, the atmosphere in the whole bar is calm and depressing.

get

The wine glass in his hand was placed on the table, and the man in the cloak looked up at the inside of the bar, and slowly spoke, his voice slightly hoarse:

"Really not going?"

"If you know, why ask?"

The movement of the old man's hand paused slightly, put down the spotless wine glass that had already been wiped down, and slowly spoke, his voice was as gentle and elegant as his appearance, but it made the man with the cloak snort coldly, slowly got up, and sneered: "Marbus, your guts are really getting smaller and smaller. ”

"The ancestors have been watching for thousands of years, incognito, and have endured all the hardships, and now they finally see the light, and you actually told me that you didn't go?!"

"Not me."

The old man's voice was still gentle, "It's us." ”

"You!"

In the short voice, the figure of the man turned away and froze slightly, and the next moment, his figure suddenly turned into an afterimage, the old man's pupils shrank, and his left hand picked up a bottle of red wine, which suddenly blocked in front of him, and in the click, the bottle of old wine was instantly shattered, and the scarlet wine was scattered, staining the air with the appearance of a dagger, and the invisible dagger was firmly on the old man's throat, making his face slightly ugly.

"Marbas, this name is the fifth among the Seventy-Two Pillar Demon Gods, above me, but are you no longer worthy of this title?" The cloak flicked backwards because of the rapid movement, revealing the man's cold chin, and the strange coat of arms worn on the stand-up collar, which was a combination of a mule and a lion, the dagger slowly retracted, and disappeared again without a sound, the man raised his hands and straightened the cloak, turned to leave, and his voice was full of disdain:

"You can see through the real and the unreal, but you are therefore afraid of the unknown, and your courage and loyalty have disappeared with this fear?"

"Ridiculous......"

"If you don't go, there may be people who don't, but the oath that lasts for a thousand years will never disappear, and my king has said that after a thousand years, the name of King Solomon will be sung again, and I believe, and therefore there must be others who believe it."

“………… You wait! ”

The old man's hoarse voice sounded, the man's footsteps paused, and the next moment, a sound of breaking the air sounded, and the latter did not look back, but just casually lifted his hand and held the thing that shot steadily in the palm of his hand, it was an extremely old-looking coat of arms, with a spell written in the words of hell on it.

"This thing was left by the ancestors, and it should be able to tell the truth of the king......

“…… Thank you. ”

In the insincere thanks, the man waved his hand, put the coat of arms in his pocket, and then pushed the door and walked out, in the crisp ringing of the bell on the door, Balmas looked at the distant back, and sighed with a complicated expression:

"Valefor, the name of the Sixth Demon God...... How did the originally quiet and docile Duke of Thieves become an assassin in this generation? ”

"Anyway, I hope you can confirm the news......"

With a sigh, the old man raised his head, and in the slightly gloomy bar, the blue pupils exuded a cold and clear light, which made people palpitate.

"King Solomon's seventy-two pillar demon gods, this name, has been silent for too long......"

ps: Today's update is sent, I hope you can like it, hehe, hehe