As the commander of the Arcane Legion, the Marquis of Kent can be said to be the most powerful group of people in the entire Arcane Empire outside of the thirteen senators.

However, this time the situation was different, the Marquis of Kent may be able to perfunctory the orders of the Senate, but he will definitely not dare to perfunctory the orders of the real controller of this empire.

At his level, he naturally knows some secrets that ordinary people don't know, ordinary people only know that the Senate is the highest authority of the empire, but they don't know that above the Senate, there is an emperor who usually doesn't do anything, but is above the Senate, a great existence who single-handedly created the empire.

The Marquis of Kent did not dare to slack off on the order given by the being himself, so from the moment he received the order, he immediately put down everything in his hand, personally led the army to Fathir City, and after resting for less than two days, he directly entered the Demon Mountain Range without stopping.

The Marquis of Kent is no stranger to the Monster Mountains, as early as more than twenty years ago, when he was the deputy commander of the Arcane Legion, he led the Arcane Legion to fight against the beasts that inhabited the outskirts of the mountain range.

It was also because of that beautiful battle against the beast people to exterminate the clan that he replaced the retired former legion commander as the chief officer of the Arcane Legion the following year, and has been until now.

And stopping in front of the Monster Mountain Range more than twenty years ago was also a small regret in the heart of the Marquis of Kent, and this time, he could finally make up for this small regret.

The process was very smooth, under the bombardment of the powerful spells of the Arcane Legion, whether it was those monsters with strange abilities or the magic plants that lurked deeply, the final outcome was to turn into ashes.

It only took three days for the army to advance more than 170 kilometers, and at this rate, it only took another day for the army to reach the location of the lair of the cultists of the evil gods mentioned in the news.

"Lord Marquis, it's time for you to rest. ”

In the lavishly decorated magic tent, the soft voice of the personal maid woke up the Marquis of Kent, who was recovering from meditation, and he opened his eyes to look at the magic hourglass in the stands, and the time was almost early in the morning.

Seeing this, he couldn't help frowning.

During the day, the army encountered several monsters with third-order strength attacking, and he was overjoyed when he saw the hunter, so he personally shot and killed one of them, not wanting to just fight like this, so he meditated and rested for half the night before recovering.

"Looks like I'm getting old!" he said to himself.

But I know very well in my heart that my age in my fifties is definitely not old, and the reason why this is the case is that I haven't really made a move for more than ten years, so I can't adapt for a while.

However, if he is really as strict with himself as he was decades ago, he can't do it, just looking at the beautiful body in front of him who took off his clothes and took the initiative to lean up, can he still be as indifferent as he was decades ago?

"Let the young man do these things in the future!" he shook his head slightly, hugged the beauty in his arms and fell asleep deeply.

However, not long after His Excellency the Marquis fell asleep, a sharp and piercing alarm sounded inside the magic tent, which was a magic alarm set up outside.

"What's going on?"

The Marquis of Kent, who had just fallen asleep for a short time, pushed away the maid in his arms and sat up, hurriedly put on his robe and rushed out of the tent, and at the same time applied a mage shield to himself.

As it turned out, the Marquis's caution was not in vain.

Almost as soon as he emerged from the magic tent, a basin-sized fireball slammed into his head and exploded above the tent.

The surging waves of fire engulfed the Marquis's luxurious and comfortable magical tent in an instant, turning the entire tent into ashes along with the beautiful maids who had not yet had time to emerge inside.

And the Marquis of Kent benefited from the protection of the mage's shield, but he was blown away by the fire wave for more than ten meters, and was caught and saved by his subordinates who rushed to the rescue.

"Oh, it's a pity, people have been ready for a long time. ”

The sound of teasing laughter came down from the night sky, and following the sound, I saw a beautiful woman with bronze dragon wings on her back, inciting the dragon wings to levitate in the air and laugh in this direction.

Hearing Natasha's teasing laughter, the Marquis of Kent, who narrowly escaped his life, was so angry that he died.

"Kill me this lowly bastard!" he roared through gritted teeth.

However, he soon found that his order did not make the slightest sense, because at this moment, the entire legion station was in chaos, and the number of people who could hear his order would definitely not exceed a hundred, and among them, the mages who had the ability to fly into the sky could be counted on one hand.

"Where's the mage, where is my group of mages?"

As this question flashed through the Marquis of Kent's mind, a thunderous dragon roar suddenly rang out from the other side of the sky, answering the question in his heart.

I saw that in the sky where the dragon's roar came, a black dragon covered in silver light was rushing left and right to fight fiercely with dozens of mages, and from time to time, one or two mages would scream and die under the dragon's claws or dragon's breath.

"How is that possible!"

The Marquis of Kent let out an exclamation of disbelief, he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

The scene in front of me was so amazing!

In just a few seconds of the Marquis of Kent's gaze, the black dragon was hit by at least seven directional attack spells, including the five-ring spell "Ice Pick Technique".

But after these spells fell on the black dragon, they were strangely dissolved and dissolved, just like he, the commander of the legion, suddenly ordered to retreat during the attack, and the soldiers below had to retreat.

"Anti-magic force field? No, if it's an anti-magic force field, I can't be unrecognizable, and how could a second-order young early black dragon cast this six-ring spell!"

As a high-level mage, the Marquis of Kent himself would use the six-ring spell "Anti-Magic Force Field", and he could swear that the silver glow on the black dragon was definitely not the effect of the anti-magic force field, and the anti-magic force field could not so easily dispel the five-ring spell "Ice Pick Technique".

And the thing that surprised him the most was that the layer of silver light on the black dragon's body that could invalidate the spell would not weaken and disappear with the black dragon's movement, which was beyond the reach of the "anti-magic force field" that could not move once it was cast.

"Could it be the legendary Forbidden Demon Realm!" Extremely surprised, the Marquis couldn't help but have this suffocating guess in his mind, and then his whole face turned pale as snow for a moment.