"What's next?" Lane didn't want to stay here for too long, and he didn't care to take care of King Alexander-Andrew's emotions, so he asked in the most direct words.

Ryan's voice woke up King Alexandria Andrew, who was contemplating, and he took another step towards the sarcophagus, then pointed to the neatly folded clothes inside the sarcophagus, and said to Ryan, "Young magician, your magic robe has been destroyed, so I will give you this one." ”

Ryan turned his head to look at King Alexander-Andrew, who also turned to look at him: "Young little magician, this robe was worn by the magician who fled back then, I have a strong army, a vast desert territory, but in the end I can only get this robe. Until the last moment, I still couldn't forget her, and in order to appease the only regret of my life, I buried it with me. ”

"Forget it, such a valuable thing. ”

"For you, young magician. Staying with me can only be obliterated forever, I hope you take good care of it, and take it as a memorial to your adventure. ”

"Well, I'll treasure it. Unwilling to entangle with King Alexander-Andrew on the matter, Lane nodded in agreement, and he picked up the garment and put it in his storage pocket.

"Do it!" King Alexandria Andrew turned his head with great perseverance, not looking at the crystal sarcophagus: "Destroy this sarcophagus with all your might, and you will be fine." With that, King Alexander Andrew slowly walked back to the entrance and drifted away.

One magic spell after another came out of Ryan's mouth and echoed through the chamber, and the resolute expression on Ryan's face seemed to indicate that this was no ordinary magic.

After more than ten seconds, the magic was finally completed, and a fist-sized dark red fireball flew out of Ryan's hand and flew towards the crystal sarcophagus quite slowly, while Ryan, who released this magic, immediately turned around and ran, and his figure quickly disappeared into the passage.

At the same time, the dark red fireball fell into the crystal coffin accurately, and the intense light accompanied by the scorching magic flames tore the crystal coffin and everything inside into pieces in an instant, and the powerful impact force caused the fragments to spread outward at high speed, but the speed of the flames far exceeded the speed of the fragments, so the fragments burned violently in the air, and the smoke shrouded all of them together.

Under the double pressure of the explosion and the uncontrollable magic array below, the platform where the crystal coffin was originally parked began to vibrate constantly, and soon the energy intensity from the blood pool below it exceeded the power of the flame explosion, and under the traction of the powerful magic force, cracks began to appear on the platform.

The cracks quickly began to spread as far as the naked eye could see, and soon the entire platform began to fall apart. When the support under the platform collapsed, the platform where the crystal coffin was parked split into several pieces and fell into the blood pool, stirring up thick blood, and one after another unjust souls rushed to break through the shackles of the magic array and flew up from the bottom of the blood pool.

At the same time as these things happened, Ryan also ran out of the passage and returned to the palace on the upper floor. When his figure appeared on the high platform, the first sight was to see King Alexander-Andrew, who was already seated on the throne. As soon as Ryan stood still, and before he could speak, he heard a loud noise from the passage connecting the blood pool below and the magic array, which was the sound of the platform falling into the blood pool after breaking into several pieces.

"Woo~" The unjust souls bound in the blood pool by the magic array were released, and they floated out along the passage that Ryan had walked through, and the cries echoed in the upper palace. The bloodlines of these Alexander-Andrew kings were bound in a pool of blood by the magic array for 400 years, and they suffered terribly. Due to the existence of the magic circle, they, like King Alexander Andrew, will forever become immortal monsters.

Now, the young magician Ryan has rescued them, and without the crystal coffin where King Alexander-Andrew's body was kept, the magic circle has gone wrong, and these innocent souls will no longer be bound by the magic circle, and they can finally be freed.

These poor souls wandered around the young magician's body with gratitude, although these immortal souls could only make this cold sound, but Ryan could fully feel the gratitude contained in it, he waved his hand lightly to the souls around him, and whispered, "Rest in peace, it's all over." ”

Alerted by Ryan, the unjust spirits let out a sigh of relief, then slowly rose and turned into crystal dust and disappeared into the air.

Perhaps because of the abnormal operation of the magic array, the gargoyles lined up in a neat phalanx around the palace suddenly let out a muffled voice: "Protect Your Majesty the King", and slowly approached the six arrow mercenary group. Before they could react, King Alexandria Andrew, who was sitting high on his throne, uttered a majestic voice, "My warriors, I am your king, the invincible Alexander-Andrew." ”

King Alexander-Andrew's words stopped the movement of the turbulent gargoyle army, which was still lined up in a neat phalanx, like warriors about to go on an expedition, waiting for the king's review.

At the signal of King Alexandria-Andrew, gargoyles standing densely packed surged like a tide and made way for a passage.

"Let's go!" said King Alexander-Andrew, pointing to the passage that had just been opened, to Lane, "get out of here." ”

Ryan glanced at King Alexander-Andrew with mixed feelings, it was his ambition that caused all the tragedies, but hundreds of years of "captivity" also gave him some punishment. Now, the magic array is beginning to collapse, and the "life" of King Alexander-Andrew will really come to an end with the collapsed magic array.

Looking at Ryan, who had turned and walked down the platform, King Alexandria Andrew suddenly shouted, "The sword! ”

Ryan, who was walking briskly down the platform, froze when he heard this, and he turned his head to look at King Alexander Andrew, who was sitting on the throne, whose face had begun to age, and his black hair had begun to slowly turn white, and he could clearly see signs of weakness.

"It has been with me all my life, and it is the only proof that I have ever been in this world. It's like, it's mine, my son. The always majestic King Alexander-Andrew uttered the warm words: "Take it away, it should not be buried with me!"

Ryan nodded, though he did not speak, but King Alexander-Andrew had received a promise from his resolute gaze, a tacit understanding between evenly matched opponents. King Alexander-Andrew's expression was relieved, and his hair turned from black to white faster and faster.

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