The mountains had long since slept in heavy darkness, dead and lifeless. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Pitch-black spires and bladed walls towered between the mountains like fierce soldiers. These sharp and majestic walls encircle the entire demon clan's base camp, the Metuk Demon City, in an impenetrable manner.

The entire Demon Domain is like a coffin, blocking all the good and splendid life outside the city walls. And within the walls, there was death, violence, suffering, darkness, pain, and despair.

The Banshee Doloris appeared here at this time, in the heart of the Metauk Demon Domain. She walked into one of the many sharp towers.

That tower wasn't the most majestic of the dozens of towers in this dense crowd. And if it's special, this sharp tower is not as special as the dark castles that float in the sky. If anything, it's the two undead knights in front of the spire gates, dressed in blue flame armor and plate helmets.

They wore heavy plate armor engraved with demon characters. Between the runes, there are blue ghostly flames burning, endlessly. The Gothic plate helmet that sealed the entire head revealed only a pair of eyes that emitted a faint blue light. Like a grim reaper, staring at all the creatures that come in front of you.

They stood motionless in the doorway, as if they were statues. You can't see their breathing, because Necro Riders don't need to breathe. They are already dead. From them, you can only get despair and pain.

Although the banshee princess Doloris is already the core figure in the army of the undead. Ruthless, cunning, and murderous, these words are already a little weak and lacking in strength to describe her.

But when the banshee Doloris saw the two necromantic knights at the door, she shuddered. After all, Doloris herself fights inwardly afraid and fearful of these necromantic knights.

Each of these Necro Knights was a heroic figure of great prestige among their races. They should have been treated as heroes. But for various reasons, he began to be disappointed in the corrupt and righteous world.

Finally, when they had become desperate and disgusted with the world of the living, they all volunteered to give their souls. Bathed in the blood of the evil god Metuk, he was reborn as a necromantic knight in the demon army. With vengeance and hatred, they uphold the will and creed of the creator demon god Craig. With the whip of the demon god in hand, he ravages, slaughters, and lashes the world.

And their ultimate goal is to destroy this world that they have long despaired and loathed of, and to take revenge on the existence of time!

The Banshee Doloris floated sharply up the spiral staircase. She knew that what had happened today was nothing short of extraordinary. Finally, she walked over to a stone door and pushed it open. A dimly lit and spacious study comes into view.

Silver-white moonlight shone through the window, reflecting the braziers with blue flames around them, banishing all the warm tones out of the gloomy room.

Thick bookshelves made of ebony stand neatly against the walls. The four corners of the bookshelves are decorated with white human hand bones, and each brazier is also made of rib bones. It's as if everything here reveals the breath of death.

"Are you here?" ...... my proudest daughter," the voice with a hint of chill in the blandness came from the darkness on the side.

"Yes, Lord Astana. I...... It's back. The banshee Doloris breathed heavily, looking into the darkness from which the voice came. Her right hand clenched into a fist, clinging to her slender right leg.

"Looks like you have something special to say. ”

A majestic figure slowly emerged from the darkness on the side.

He was clad in plate armor glowing blue, as if forged from the ice of the Arctic depths. However, what did not match it was that he, who looked like a knight lord, held a quaint book in his right hand, like a scholar.

As the darkness faded, a handsome face with a white glow of the undead appeared in front of the banshee Doloris.

The face of Astana perfectly preserves the appearance of this undead lord during his lifetime. Young and handsome. His long hair, white as snow, was spotless, and his pupils glowing with a faint blue light showed his arrogance.

If it weren't for the undead's characteristic pale and blue skin, his handsomeness would have made the girls of the entire human world go crazy. It seems that he has sworn allegiance to the rebel gods of the demon race at a very young age.

In fact, people in the righteous world are no strangers to the Death Lord Astana, especially since he had a title during his lifetime - "Lord of the Dragon Heart". This title was given more than 300 years ago by the then Normanland Emperor Clough VIII to the 23-year-old imperial genius - Astana.

But later, Astana, who was hailed as the most potential to become the marshal of the empire, suddenly disappeared. And when Astana reappeared, he had volunteered to become the undead knight of the demons.

No one knows why he took refuge in the demons. Some say it's because of a woman, others say it's because of the jealousy and persecution of him within the Normanland Empire. In short, the Normanland Empire gave a military genius to its opponents.

With his genius military talent, he helped the demon army to conquer the east and west. He gradually became one of the eight cardinal Death Lords of the Undead Legion and was named the "Mourning Lord". And he is the only one of the eight cardinal lords who has the right to command and transfer troops at the same time. This is also unique in the huge army of demons.

The banshee Doloris's body trembled slightly. After a brief trance in her heart, she complained to herself.

Even now, many years later, Doloris still can't keep her composure in this face that is extremely lethal to women, even though Doloris is now a banshee who has long since turned her nose up at human feelings.

"I ...... Today a teenager was found in Menise, and he had a broken sword in his hand that was very special. Not only was there no way for me to touch the broken sword, but it could easily hurt my spirit. I was able to dodge this broken sword attack only by teleporting. ”

"Broken Sword?"

"Mourning Lord," Astana asked, with a slight tone raised. Although it was extremely subtle, the banshee Doloris still noticed it.

"That's right, even if it's a broken sword, it's a work of art. There was not a trace of rust all over the body, and the cold light was shining. The blade is slender and handsome, and the blade is only about a third of it, but it is also extremely sharp. ”

"Could it be ......" Astana seemed to remember something, and he closed the book in his hand. The speed of his voice was slightly hurried, and he asked, "Is there a parasitic pattern engraved on the sword?"

When Doloris heard this, she was quite surprised: "That's right, it's engraved with slack and parasitic lines." My lord, how do you know?"

When Astana heard Doloris's sure reply, a playful smile flashed across his lips. Then he slowly sat down in his chair thoughtfully, and said to himself:

"Jalampel Excalibur ......"

Suddenly, Astana raised his head, and asked with a hint of attention in his voice: "Doloris, is the boy you are talking about about about 18 or 19 years old, does he have a pair of red eyes?" ”

"How do you know that boy has red pupils? ”

"Sure enough...... Nydea, is she really not dead...... They actually came back early. ”

The Death Lord Astana had no expression on his face, and his tone was unequivocal.

But Doloris read Astana's heart from the eyes of the Death Lord Astana. It seems that this boy and this broken sword must have evoked some important memories of the Death Lord Astana.

"My lord, may I take the liberty of asking you a question?"

The banshee Doloris was full of doubts at this time. Although he died and fell, he joined the army of the dead for only 16 years. But for the past 16 years, she has been with the Death Lord Astana almost every day. It was the first time Doloris had seen Astana so seriously reminiscing about her past memories. After all, memory is such a thing, for the undead spirit, there is no big meaning at all.

Say. Astana came back to his senses and seemed to have figured out what he had in mind.

"What is this Jalampel sword? Why can't I touch it? ”

Astana sneered and said, "Don't talk about you, even a few other cardinal death lords may not be able to touch this Yalampel Divine Sword." ”

When the banshee Doloris heard this, she was surprised and said, "What? This sword is so terrible?"

Astana stood up, looked out the window at the night of the Metuk Demon Domain, and said in a heavy tone:

"'Jalampel' is a divine word, which means 'shining stardust'. As the name suggests, this sword was forged from a star in the sky. You've been in the Legion of the Dead for a short time, and you don't know it yet. Nineteen years ago, one of our main gods, Kaos, the 'God of Chaos and Rebellion', died under this sword. At the same time, Kaos's blood against the gods also shattered this divine sword. So this Excalibur became what you see it now. It was a god-killing sword, and the woman took the main remains of the sword, and she ......"

Suddenly, Astana's words came to an abrupt halt. Then he turned around with his hands behind his back. His face no longer had the thoughtful expression on his face when he thought of the memories he had just thought. At this time, Astana's face was only cold and serious.

With a commanding tone, he said coldly to Dolores, "Go and pass on my orders." The Blood Legion and the Ash Legion immediately prepared supplies and siege equipment as planned, and all the undead legions were put into combat readiness. Ready to give orders to attack. ”

The banshee Doloris was puzzled when she heard this, and asked anxiously, "My lord, are you planning to start a full-scale war in advance?" ”

"You just go and carry out the order. Also, you send someone to keep an eye on the red-eyed boy for me, but don't hurt him. We can't let this disrupt our plans. ”

Astana did not directly answer the question of the banshee Doloris. He just took the heavy gray cloak hanging from the dry bone hanger next to him and draped it over himself.

"Are you going out?" said Doloris, the banshee, who walked up to Astana and asked as she tied the strap of his cloak, "Could it be that all this series of changes is due to this broken sword?"

"It's not because of this Excalibur, my princess. At this time, Astana's eyes were full of coldness: "This series of changes is all because of that red-eyed human boy. Although I know that sooner or later he will come here with the Jalampel Excalibur. But I didn't expect him to show up right now. I'm afraid that the demon governors above already know about it, but they didn't notify me, it seems that his early appearance must have a hidden secret. However, because of his early appearance, my vengeful anger can finally burn throughout the Quiller world. ”

"Because of him?" Doloris was a little puzzled and surprised, "Why? I fought him." Although he is a dragon trainer, except for a deadly momentum, the rest ......"

"What did you just say?" Astana suddenly interrupted the banshee Doloris, "You say he's a dragon trainer?"

Banshee Doloris nodded and said, "That's right, when I fought him, he was followed by a white female dragon without a full moon, what's wrong?"

The banshee Doloris fastened Astana's cloak and stepped aside. Astana sneered and said, "I didn't expect those winged lizards to get involved, but it's not a big problem." ”

As he spoke, Astana waved his cloak, and the blue brazier in the entire room was extinguished by a gust of wind at the same time. Astana in the Dark says:

"Our Demon Governor has too many secrets. Looks like I'm going to have a good talk with them. ”