As the rippling elemental power of the Ivory White Witch Tower began to wane, the massive defensive stance that enveloped the heavenly vault slowly faded. www.biquge.info In the sky, the dozen or so transcendent crowns that lingered in the light of elemental fire descended like meteors, and they were wrapped in a terrifying aura that could destroy everything, but they stopped in the sky above the Marquis de Gustavus's palace.

More than a dozen transcendent beings were just standing in mid-air, and the terrifying momentum seemed to block the surrounding space.

On the ground, the elite legion had already been under the command of Brad, and the second layer of defense had been formed again along the left and right flanks, outside the Scarlet Rose Legion.

This caused a certain amount of commotion in the Scarlet Rose Legion, but it was suppressed by bullets, and at some point, their supreme leader Eliad was already standing at the forefront in military uniform, the hollowed-out elven artifact was held in his hand, and there was a slight smile on his ugly face covered with scars.

And his eyes were fixed on the magic caravan.

Or rather, all eyes were fixed on the magic caravan.

They were waiting, waiting for the One to appear in the limelight.

Many years later, a warrior with the style of a bard recorded this moment in his travelogue.

My king, treading the first rays of the morning sun, appeared, leading the way for his people.

My king, looking at the sun, that resolute face seems to tell of courage, so that we do not hesitate.

My king, haunted by elemental fire like a starlight under a dark curtain, and the enemy is terminated in nothingness.

Our king is the light in the darkness, the lighthouse in the stormy sea, the guide of life, and the temple of the soul.

My king endures!

It is said that this short poem, which resembles a hymn, has been loved by many people and has been widely circulated, and it has even been introduced into a long story by a great man with the title of 'Poet of Hell', casting a poem that can be called immortal.

Of course, they didn't know Mu En's own expression when he saw this short story, which was an indescribable embarrassed smile and a long pause, and the last comment: "This is embarrassing!"

Mu En would never admit that when he stepped out of the carriage, he was dazzled by the first rays of light because he didn't pay attention to the angle.

And because of his lack of mental preparation, under the attention of a large group of transcendents and professional legions, the pressure was instantly too great, so that he stood still for at least a minute.

In the end, it was definitely the Minotaur Mo Gaolei's ghost, he was about to get off the carriage, but the other party wiped his nose, which caused him to step into the air, but fortunately he reacted quickly and directly exploded an element, so he stabilized his body.

Okay, anyway, it's all over, well, it's over, it's over, don't mention it.

Marquis Gustave's Palace, gardens.

In mid-air, Mu En stood in the void, the light of the elements unique to the space system turned into a dark color and flickered with cracks lingering outside his body, the blood rain dragon crow cloak hunted behind him, and the crown of thorns on his head carried a little fluorescence, and his face was a little indifferent under the light.

On the ground, the Marquis of Fitch Gustav, dressed in a black robe, stood with his hands in his hands.

He is too old, even if the clothes are well-cut, they look too wide, even if he tries to stretch as much as possible, but the wrinkles on his face can trap mosquitoes, even if he tries to straighten his waist, but his back still seems to be curved.

There were corpses everywhere around him, and with him as the center, the whole garden was full of dead people, and the girls with seventeen or eighteen-year-old faces had their throats slit, and their blood flowed to the ground, only to be absorbed by a strange magic circle, and then merged into a pair of evil eyes under the six-pointed star.

Outside the garden, the cloisters and rooms are also full of dead people.

Whether it was a maid or a guard, whether it was a housekeeper, or a professional supporter, even if it was a descendant of the Gustav family, Feige's blood, all died here.

They knelt on the ground, their heads turned to the sky, their faces mixed with pain and pleasure, and the way they died was even more strange and inexplicable, each holding a weapon of length or short, plunged directly into his heart.

They actually committed suicide!

In the entire Marquis Gustave Palace, except for this old thing in front of him, everyone else is dead!

Mu En's eyes grew cold, like frost condensing.

However, in the face of his gaze, Feige Gustav was not at all nervous, and showed a friendly smile, his half-open and half-closed eyelids were slightly raised, and he said with interest: "Your acting skills are really good, I didn't see that you have such a heavy heart and such great ability."

However, shouldn't an illegitimate child of the Igor family, a wild seed made by Harvey's little guy on a sudden impulse, just a waste?

Sure enough, habitual thinking is still human!"

"Your acting skills are good, too. Mu En said unceremoniously: "The Minister of State of the Rose Lord, the patriarch of the three dynasties, the head of the four marquises, the Marquis of Feich-Gustav, who is almost under one person and above a million, is actually an out-and-out traitor, a despicable person, and...... Devil believers.

You've fooled almost everyone. ”

"You also said almost, but that's not all after all, and there are no you in it?" Fei Qi asked with some curiosity, "Actually, I'm curious, why do you doubt me?"

Mu En frowned slightly, and did not answer, but asked rhetorically, "You don't seem to be in a hurry at all?"

"No hurry, no hurry!" Fei Qi said with a smile, "We'll meet life and death, but before that, wouldn't it be good for us to chat?"

Although I don't dare to say how great I am, after all, I have been in a high position for so many years, and before I met you, I was still very confident in my eyes that knew people and used people, but I didn't get anything from you.

Secondly, I have taken over and handled the administration of Ilmassu City for more than 80 years, and I have held almost all the positions, and I think that I can do things well.

So, I'm curious, I'm very curious, why the hell are you so sure it's me?"

"You are so confident!" Mu En smiled disdainfully: "There is no such thing as a leak in this world, if people don't know, unless you don't do it, you did it yourself, leaving too many traces, so many that as long as I want to check, you can't run." ”

"First of all, as a devil believer, you need blood sacrifices, which requires the blood and soul of a virgin.

Now that the situation is chaotic, there are many people pouring into the city of Ilmassu, many of these people are ruined, and there are many people who sell their children and daughters, and it is really easy to abduct one or two young girls.

However, what the devil likes is 'the soul of a girl who is desperate in expectation', and you first pick a good target, make the other party's parents sick in a special way, and then come forward to give the girl hope, and finally extinguish it is also pure.

But can you not use the same method in one place all the time?

If it weren't for the constant influx of people from outside the city, that street would definitely be empty now. But even so, that street has become known as Death Street.

By the way, don't you really want to be too high-profile?"

"Uh, okay, this counts as one, is there anything else?"

"Of course, I continued. ”