In the Valley of Diya, the light of the teleportation magic array lit up and then dissipated, and a figure appeared in the center of the magic array.

The teleportation magic array here may be the least used one on the mainland, and it is also the most mysterious and majestic teleportation magic array. No matter who they were, they were all terrified and terrified by the teleportation scroll inlaid with purple skeletons that led to here. But as soon as this person appeared in the magic array, his next action was to spit on the magic array below.

"I thought that guy was bold enough to set a trap for the teleportation magic array here. The man snorted coldly, stretched out his foot to wipe his saliva, and walked out of the magic array.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. Why, this is the attitude towards the valley of Diya, who has been absent for twenty years? An old man sitting on a stone chair not far away sighed and closed the book in his hand. He was dressed in a blue-black robe, with a thin, sleeked face and deep eyes that looked like a wise scholar.

Sandru rolled his eyes and saw the old man, slightly stunned. "Stephen? Didn't you hear that you went to sea more than ten years ago and didn't hear from you? I thought you were swallowed by a sea monster on the way, or died in the belly of a beautiful woman from the Far East. ”

"I haven't seen you for twenty years, and you're still with that stinky temper and bad mouth. The old man known as Stephen smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and gestured, he held a cup of steaming tea in his hand, a very kind smile wrinkled from the few wrinkles on his face, and several goats on his chin trembled slightly, like a very well-cultivated tea house owner. "Don't stand there, come and sit. Don't you miss the tea brewed from this Shadow Spring? This is the best tea I have just brought from the Far East, and I guarantee you are the second person on this continent to taste it. ”

"You've just come back, and have you heard what those young men have been doing all these times?" Sandru snorted coldly not far in front of Stephen. He didn't sit down, but stood there straight. "Nowadays, young people are too bold, and their hands and feet are too open...... That's what I want to teach to those young people today. ”

"Lessons, do you want to teach them a lesson?" Stephen chuckled. "How dare you do it to an equally noble necromancer in the Valley of Diya, under the sacred dark star? ”

"Didn't they do the same with Vidnina's chick?" Sandru snorted again. There was a trace of murderous aura on his body, and his black and white eyes were terrifying. Among them, the white place is as white as the skin of a dead man, as if there is still some corpse smell, and the black place is like a black hole leading to the abyss underground. You can devour the person in front of you at any time. "As I said earlier, I would not let anyone go in this valley of Diya, or on my head. ”

Stephen took a sip of tea and smiled faintly: "It's so murderous." I haven't seen you as murderous in at least thirty years. ”

Sandru replied, "Because no one has dared to mess with me like this for at least thirty years." Tell me, where is that guy?"

"Now he knows he's failed. You're going to come to settle accounts with him, how can he stay in the Valley of Diya?"

"So I asked him where the hell is it? Don't you say, you still don't know?" Sandru glanced at Stephen and turned and walked into the valley. "I'll go and ask the others first, and if you don't say anything, I'll do it until you say. ”

"Don't be too headstrong. This is the Diya Valley. Stephen looked at Sandru's back and said lightly.

"I know, I don't need you to remind me. Also, I advise you not to stop me. Sandru didn't look back and didn't stop.

His stride wasn't big, and he was still as unhurried as before. But around every time he landed. The green grass on the meadow withered and rotted in an instant.

Stephen still sat on the stone chair and didn't move, but his brow furrowed slightly. He flexed his fingers and flicked the teacup on the ground in his palm, and the teacup flew silently and quickly towards Sandrudi's back.

But almost as soon as the teacup left Stephen's hand, Sandru felt it, and he turned abruptly, and the murderous aura in his eyes had become an active volcano in that moment.

But it was only for a moment. Sandru's murderous aura didn't really explode. Because Stephen still didn't move, and the expression on his face was still so peaceful, the teacup only stopped when Sandru's anthrax was reached, and floated in the air as if it were held by an invisible hand. The tea in the cup did not even ripple, and the water vapor rose gently and smoothly towards it.

"Have a cup of tea, you're too nervous. Stephen sat there and said lightly.

The teacup was in front of Sandru, but Sandru didn't reach out to take it. He just looked at Stephen coldly, his eyes were not sharp or sharp, but the coldness and the characteristic meaning of corpses could easily melt into the body of the person he was watching.

"I'm not here for tea. Sandru said lightly.

"I said, don't stop me. ”

"I'm not stopping you, I'm just asking you for a cup of tea to calm down. ”

"I don't need to be calm, I don't need you to be nosy. ”

"No, you need it. Drink it. The voice was followed by a coughing sound.

The voice came from a short old man with a hunched body, who slowly walked out from the shade of a tree not far away. He seemed to have been standing there all along, but even Sandru wasn't aware of his presence before he could speak.

The old man was half-bent over, and every movement of his speech and walk would bring out a coughing sound, and it seemed as if a slightly stronger wind could blow him down and fall to his death. But Sandru's pupils shrank abruptly when he saw him, and he asked in surprise: "Shante?"

"Can't it be me?" the old man coughed, and slowly walked to the distance in front of Sandru and sat down.

"You are in such poor health, and you are still working here to wait for me, I really dare not do it. I thought you'd been recuperating in your cemetery, and you didn't bother with the Deya Valley anymore. Sandru looked at him coldly and said.

"No, I can't worry about it. You also know that young people nowadays are more and more ignorant than the other, and even some of the old guys seem to be starting to get restless. Shante sat in his chair and didn't look at Sandru again, just curled up in his chair and coughed.

On the chair in front of him, Shante coughed very attentively and hard, as if coughing had become the meaning of his life. In the chair behind him, Stephen picked up the teapot next to him and poured a new cup of tea. Both of them seemed relaxed and at ease, as if they didn't care about Sandru in their midst.

On the contrary of these two, Sandru's face began to have an unprecedented solemnity. He stood still and didn't move, just his eyes lingering over the two necromancers. He knew very well the strength of these two people, and he could guess what the situation would be if these two people really joined forces to make a move, and he was not even sure that he would be able to take it.

Sandru's priest's robes had begun to burst out of his body in the windless, subtle but dense crackling sound of bone joints, a mist swirling around his body. The teacup, which was still in mid-air in front of him, began to tremble slightly.

"That's right, Sandru. You've come to the Valley of Deya by yourself, and Ronis is no longer here, aren't you afraid that someone will take the opportunity to get that thing?" asked Stephen, as if suddenly remembered. "I know you still have some helpers, but they can't be on the same side as you are like Ronis. What would they do if they knew what it really was? doubts, fears, or ...... Interested?"

Sandru didn't move, but the teacup floating in front of him shook suddenly.

The royal capital, in the study of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"What is that thing in Mr. Sandru's hand, or in the dungeon under the cathedral?"

It was Xiao Yi who suddenly asked this, but everyone's eyes were equally focused on Asa, which was also the question they wanted to ask.

Asa was stunned, hesitated a little and shook his head and replied, "I don't know, don't ask me." ”

But as soon as he had answered this, he himself sighed secretly. Everyone here was watching him, and everyone's ability to read words and emotions was not something that could be fooled by his unnatural looks.

And these people will not directly point out this obvious flaw, only Xiao Yi said lightly: "In my opinion, in fact, most of this turmoil may be caused by something hidden in that dungeon." A lot of people heard it at the time. How did Bishop Javi react when he heard that the contents of the cellar had been taken away...... He could abandon the situation under his control at that time and leave in a hurry, which shows that in his mind, that thing may be more important than seeking the empire...... What the hell is that? I guess it's better to give them an explanation......."

"Then you can make up one for them. Asa said.

"But we also want an explanation. Truthful explanations. Things have come to this point, doesn't Mr. Sandru feel that he can't trust us yet?" Xiao Yi looked at him and said.

"Then you can go and ask him, don't ask me. Asa twisted his head away.

Xiao Yi looked at him silently for a while, and then withdrew his gaze.

At this time, a voice came in from outside. "Report to the Prime Minister. Someone from the Academy of Magic came to report that Old Pastor Tom was gone. ”

"Well, I see, stand down. Xiao Yi coldly ordered, then looked at Cedros and said, "It seems that Mr. Sandru is really going to the Valley of Deya." ”

Cedros didn't speak, and looked at Captain Roland. Captain Roland looked at Asa and said, "We really want to know what is in that cellar, and though I can go and see it right now, I would like you to tell us directly." ”