However, the ravens that are constantly passing by from the north, or the carrier pigeons disguised as ravens, seem to be approaching from the deep danger of the extreme northern underworld, and are approaching this city of the world's most prosperous, the first civilization, and the first comfortable city step by step. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

It was at this time that Silver Dust walked out of the small building where he lived, walked in the night and the flowers under the lanterns, raised his head, and the dark and vague figures of the ravens were reflected in the white pupils, as if the holy pupils reflected the omen of the invasion of the demon kingdom.

Dressed in a black robe and wearing a skull necklace, he distorted the time and space around him with a dark nightmare, and it seemed that he had returned to the cold New Year overnight, and walked cautiously in the Blood Yang City, which was about to be swallowed up by the ban on martial arts, in the capital protection mansion full of intrigues and traps.

He didn't use stealth techniques, let alone flying techniques, in Pershing City, every night, a huge defensive formation would rise, which was not at the same level as the Protectorate of Blood Yang City, which was formed by absorbing the wind elements in the surrounding air, but directly consumed the dried wind spirit grass, as if it was a powerful defensive formation like a super magic array that consumed magic energy crystals, and it was precisely because of this formation that Perxing City was called the first city in the world and the ancient capital of the Three Dynasties, because of the existence of this formation, Perxing City had never been broken from the outside for thousands of years。

In this kind of formation, everyone is affected by a special frequency of chaotic wind, unable to release any qi lifting and lightening magic or Juyuan style, of course, it is impossible to achieve wind magic such as flying art, and at the same time, because there is uninterrupted tremor and distortion in the air, so that the refractive index of water molecules in the air is constantly changing, and it is difficult for the light magic of stealth to play a role. Silver Dust can only use the Dark Nightmare Realm to directly create a distorted space and hide his body through the old-fashioned method.

He withdrew his gaze and looked around cautiously, and his gaze was also a double probe of mental power, allowing him to quickly figure out the surrounding situation. On both sides of the road that leads straight to the side gate of the small courtyard, there are black figures hidden on the clumps of trees of varying heights, behind the rockery, and even under the covered bridge.

They are the guards of the royal palace, the loyal of the true king, and of course the eyes and ears of the true king who watches over the entire mansion. The true prince who is suspicious and guarded by the emperor, all the guards under him, that is, those guards who can walk around and patrol in chain mail, are all shoehorned by the emperor with an edict, and the real king is not accepted, that is, he is disrespectful to the decree, and even has ambitions to rebel, and the real king accepts it, then everything is safe. The chainmail guards who were stuffed in were mixed, good and bad, and their origins were even more varied, and no one could even tell who each of them was loyal to, the only thing that was clear was that they really took on the responsibility of defending the palace, whether those secret guards appeared in front of their eyes or not, they would be on strict guard against all suspicious figures wandering in the palace.

For example, a group of soldiers wandering outside the side door in the shape of a full moon.

This group of soldiers wore golden chain mail, no different from the soldiers on the walls of Pershing, the same two-handed broadsword, the same heavy shield on the left arm, the same iron cans all over the body, armed to the eyes, they walked in the palace according to the carefully planned route, day after day, year after year, forever, even if there were any bold assassins in the palace, they would continue to patrol after disposing of the rats.

These people have their own purposes, but they are conscientious to complete this common work, and no one dares to slack off, because this is the real king's mansion, and before there is no conclusive evidence that the true king wants to seek power and usurp the throne, the true king will always be the true king, the only master in the palace, and dominate the life and death of everyone here.

Going undercover in the palace is not as simple as it seems.

Silver Dust walked to the moon gate, dodged and hid on the wall on one side, and quietly poked out half of his head to observe such a group of guards who were still shining golden in the night. At this time, there was no flash of magic in his palm, only a dense layer of cold sweat.

He knew that he had been exposed to the sight of the dark guards, this was a helpless thing, in Pershing City, where he could not be invisible, the distorted space of the Dark Nightmare Realm was only less than thirty steps, and it was very strange that the closer he was to the silver dust, the more the space was distorted, so the silver dust was now in a strange state that was easy to be discovered by people from afar, but not easily by people close to him. Speaking of which, he now hates that boring city defense array.

"There are so many wind spirit grasses, how good it is to use them when the northern soldiers are in the city, they have to be wasted at such a time!" he cursed in a low voice, but he didn't know that the method of wasting wind spirit grass was deliberately arranged by Concubine Ling Hua, who had "one heart" with the queen.

Pershing City has always been broken through from within.

He waited until the group of soldiers came to the closest place to the Moon Gate, and suddenly sprang out, following the soldiers, and his field clearly reflected that another person had quietly left his original position, sneaking towards him under the cover of the surrounding tree walls.

Yinchen flattened his mouth, and he knew that he couldn't hide. Stealth magic can only be regarded as the most basic means of invisibility, and the stealth of any element is very fragile, and it will be exposed if it is disturbed a little.

Silver Dust followed behind that group of guards, walking around the palace for most of the time, because the dark illusion deceived the five senses at the same time, so he didn't have to worry about being discovered even if he was touched by the soldiers, the only thing to pay attention to was to avoid the sight of any golden-armored guards who were thirty steps away, and the guards around him became the best cover.

Fortunately, the sixteen-year-old boy was quite thin, and he was wearing a black robe, which was very difficult to make out in the dark night, so he followed the patrol to a higher courtyard without any danger, which was obviously artificially raised, and the thirteen cyan stone steps emitted a cyan light that was both reflective and radiant under the moonlight, and looked very permeable. Silver Dust followed the team to the bottom of the platform, and at this time, the other group of guards happened to walk to the edge of the top of the platform, and the distance between them and this group of guards reached the shortest.

Silver Dust flew up, the Arcane Acceleration and Suspension Technique were not affected by any wind formation, and he climbed the three steps of the city in almost a single arrow step, disappearing into the middle of the group of guards at the top of the high platform who were collectively turning.

A dark shadow emerged from under the high platform, and both guards saw him, seeing that the man was not masked, and seeing the intricate glittering pattern on the man's two sleeves, which were special marks sewn on the sleeves by embroidery of bronze inlaid with jade, and those with such marks were the guards of the palace and would not be attacked by the guards.

With a small bronze crown on top of his head, this dark shadow-like creature was a hereditary viscount. The hair on the back of his head was scattered in the wind, straightening back into a thick line as he moved at high speed. He silently rushed into the ranks of the guards, skillfully dodging the bodies of the gold-armored guards. Passing by the side of the guards, and then stopping at the end of the line with a blank face, at this time, all the golden-armored guards turned around, ready to continue patrolling, there is a deep diaphragm between them and these black-clothed secret guards, although on the surface the well water does not interfere with the river water, but behind the scenes, they do not trust each other, and even guard against each other.

The black-clothed dark guard turned his face to look at the other team on the high platform, there was no more sneaky black figure in it, and the dark guard was very puzzled, why could he see the man in black every time he was far away, but once he got close to a certain level, the man in black disappeared completely?

He stood at the bottom of the stairs and watched in vain as the guards moved away, and he did not have the right to ascend to the high platform, for it was the territory of the Black Iron Guard, and it was the most heavily defended place in the entire palace except for the "True King's Palace", where the True King and the Prince lived.

He couldn't figure it out, but he knew he couldn't have bothered his eyes repeatedly, and from the gestures from the other guards along the way, he knew that many of the guards had seen the man.

He can't think it's an illusion, he can't go up, that's unruly. The unruly guard could only dodge into the shadows on one side of the platform, and he didn't rush directly into the shadows, but approached there, standing in the brightest place in the moonlight, and made some gestures at the shadows, which looked like seals.

After that, he relaxed, humming a little tune all the way back, as the secret guard of the night watch, he had long been accustomed to the life of sleeping during the day.

Silver Dust followed the group of golden guards, and slowly walked to the building in the center of the high platform, in front of the so-called "pavilion" that was round like an altar and like a tower, everyone respectfully stopped ten steps away, and none of them dared to cross the thunder pool.

Silver Dust's eyes were firmly fixed on the two closed doors, waiting for the moment when the doors opened, the arcane teleportation had gone through many days of renewal and evolution, and finally erased the drawback of having to come out of the hyperspace gate after teleportation, and completely turned into instantaneous magic, for which Silver Dust did not suffer less, after all, changing the rune magic solidified on the body at will will bring the same pain as changing the body structure at will.

He waited, but the two doors seemed to be closed forever, not revealing the slightest gap, and he saw the closed windows, which were also chaotic and dark, and he couldn't figure out the situation inside the building, and Silver Dust didn't dare to teleport rashly, because he didn't want to insert himself directly into the stone wall or wooden pillars, let alone appear inside the table or chair.

"It looks like we have to move to the door first, but there are still two shadows there. Silver Dust's gaze locked on the shadow cast by the stone unicorn illuminated by the two lanterns, and he was about to teleport when he suddenly heard a clear sound of crossbow strings vibrating.

He felt a chill in his heart, and instinctively dodged to the left, only to be pierced by a sharp sword in his chest.

The realm of the dark nightmare began to shake faintly, and the soldiers around him who were about to turn away all stopped in confusion, their common hallucinatory vision distorted. "Who!" said the captain of the guards, in the darkness of the night, lonely and clear.

"Stabilize them!" Silver Dust endured the severe pain, and shot out countless streams of dark light directly from the tip of his left finger, "A Thousand Hands Walk Through the Sky and the Great Seal!" The power of darkness descended from the sky, sealing everything here in the mezzanine of time. Time stopped, and Silver Dust flew backwards and exited, not daring to use teleportation rashly when he was seriously injured and unconscious.

The purple light lit up violently, but three silent sharp arrows shot again, piercing the joints of his limbs. Silver Dust knew that it was the Yuan Destroying Arrow, which was a common upgrade weapon of the Qi Destroying Arrow and the Yuan Breaking Arrow, and it was launched through the "Undead Crossbow", a crossbow that almost made no sound, and in flight, there was no sound of breaking the air, like a shadow that silently penetrated the target, and of course, it was also one of the few attacks that the Undercurrent Demon Shield could not defend against at all.

The arrows hit his body, and Silver Dust also activated the arrow defense field in time, deflecting the pitch-black arrows out, only allowing them to pierce a few holes in the black robe.

"The gods are crowned. Silver Dust immediately gave up on the Dark Nightmare and switched to the magical defense of the light system, but it could only defend against three arbitrary attacks of the gods crowned, and had to face four crossbows firing non-stop.

Each crossbow can be fired seven times in a row.

Silently, 14 black shadows rushed over, Silver Dust's eyes froze, and a wall of ice also rose silently, blocking the crossbow arrows, and then he reached out and shook it in the air, and a shining light suddenly exploded silently in the dark night.

The "HACKIN" Silver Dust unleashes the Awakening of All Things, or more accurately, the "Infinite Weapon Harmony" optimized to deal with divine weapons above the treasure weapon.

Sting!

The sound of the short knife unsheathed exploded in the night, piercing like an alarm, and the two small towers far from the high platform suddenly lit up with a sparkling metal reflection, followed by a few screams that could not be held back. "I'm afraid it's only one hundred and fifty steps away, isn't it?What kind of crossbow is this?Is it a pistol?" Silver Dust estimated the distance between himself and the tower, and couldn't help but change his face, the secret guard in the True King's Mansion was so powerful that he, a traverser with an advanced weapon production line, was stunned, not to mention, what kind of Longtan Tiger's Lair was in the palace city that stood high in the center of the city.

Silverdust controlled the hacked swords with precision, inflicting no lethal damage on any of the Dark Guards. But the injury to the thigh was enough to hold them back for a few seconds, and Silver Dust had no intention of killing, he just wanted to figure out one thing.

He leaned against the door suddenly, and only then did he have the time to use the light magic to heal, and then swallow a golden life-saving elixir.