Chapter 339: Each with a treacherous heart

Fighting against Danadus, the god of death, because the gods are immortal, so even if he uses the power of the dragons, he can't completely defeat him, especially with a magic artifact like the Book of Law, Voluffi finally chooses to sacrifice his own life force in exchange for Danadus's carelessness. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although it was true that Danadus was eliminated in this way, Waluffi's strength was greatly reduced, and after falling into this world, his strength was less than one-fifth of his original strength, and although he could recover slowly, it was definitely not something that could be recovered in a few weeks or months.

At the beginning of the plan, Voruffi tried to use the eighth-order dimensional movement magic, although he could ignore the dimensional wall and dimensional restrictions, but Voruffi failed, because he had never seen anyone really use it, especially he didn't know if the magic power was enough to support it, and in this state, wanting to fight against the "God of Magic" who surpassed the great magician was tantamount to suicide, and Voruffi didn't think that the other party would be changed by what words after the coup d'état.

Although there are hole cards, Voluffi doesn't want to use them casually.

His Royal Highness Prince Feiya-

Just call me Feiya, what's your name?

You don't need to use honorifics, just call me Volufe

Okay, Brother Voruffy

Feiya shouted with a grin, and Voruffy's eyelids jumped.

How?

Faced with doubtful inquiries, Voruffi returned to normal:

It's nothing, Feiya, in this world, only the four dragon kings are the strongest?

No, it is said that there is still some demon king and demon god

So, where are they?

It's just that it is said that if there is, it should be in the center of the world, that is, the place of sealing guarded by the four dragon kings

Yes, it's sealed

Wo Lufei thought about it, although they are demon kings and gods in the other world or some lost space, they definitely have not only lived for hundreds and thousands of years, but they may know some special ways to return to the original world.

Brother Voruffy, can you-

- Just call me Volufe

Seeming to be a little unhappy, Feiya looked angry and shouted "Voruffy".

To tell you clearly, it's hard to deal with Benedict with my strength because I can't reach that level

Excuse me, may I ask what kind of magic did you use to take us away just now? As a third-order magician, I have never seen or heard Mittemines suddenly asked, this is also Feiya's doubt, he was surrounded before, and in a blink of an eye, he appeared in another place, it was like a high-level magic teleported instantly.

Although I have a good tone with you, ......

Volufi's eyes made Mittemines involuntarily take a few steps back in fear.

I'm not going to be questioned by you

Ah—hug, sorry, Mr. Wooluffi, I was reckless

Mittemines could not hide his panic, if Voluffi wanted to do it because he was dissatisfied with him, Mithmines would definitely not be able to resist on his own strength.

Well, let's go, while saying this, Voruffy casually broke off a branch and threw it on the ground.

Walk?

Feiya and Mittemines asked suspiciously at the same time:

Where to go?

Since he calls himself a magister, the man in black should have a way to go back to his boss as quickly as possible, in that case, we are still staying in this small town waiting to be surrounded, if yes, you should stay here

Oh, that's—eh! Volufe, you promised to help me! Thank you!

Feiya, who reacted, grabbed Voruffi's hand excitedly, and then realized that something was wrong, and quickly let go and smiled.

For this prince, Waluffe is not a hate. But there is no intention of making friends, each other is just a relationship of interest, nothing more.

Listening to Feiya, there is the largest library around the kingdom in the royal capital, and he may have the information he needs, even if it is for this, Voruffi will agree to Feiya, not to mention that this young man is indeed not annoying.

The Imperial Palace in the Royal Capital -

King Ghislaine sat on the golden chair with a blank expression, his eyes empty and indifferent, and beside him was Benedict Arnold, the greatest god of magic, and the black-robed man kneeling on the red carpet bowed his head nervously and did not dare to look at each other.

Of course, it is impossible for a fake puppet king to have this kind of majesty, and the reason why the black-robed man is in a cold sweat is his own incompetence.

I'm so sorry, Mr. Arnold......

Did the mission fail?

Yes, yes

It's okay, get up, I didn't intend for you to complete the mission

The black-robed man let out a shocked voice, but Benedict certainly wouldn't tell such a subordinate about his plan, even a magister couldn't get into his eyes.

Still, I wonder how the hell that teenager escaped?

Seeing that the black-robed man did not answer immediately, Benedict disdained, with this kind of character, his future as a magician was limited to this.

Speak well and be clear

Yes, back to Lord Arnold, the young man did not directly launch any attack on his subordinates, but he took the two of them away in the blink of an eye, and his subordinates guessed, just guessed, maybe he was a master of specialized single magic, and he was not good at fighting, otherwise it would not have to be so at all

That's interesting, in that case, you go ahead and look for him, asking for help if necessary, but this time, you're not allowed to kill Feiya

Benedict then tossed a small staff to the black-robed man, who was momentarily surprised and then overwhelmed with joy: the legendary lawbreaker......

Subordinates understand!

After the black-robed man retreated, Benedict casually dispelled the king's puppet illusion, and then sat down himself, although he would not encounter any intractable obstacles to directly usurp the throne, but to avoid trouble, Benedict minimized the impact of the turmoil.

A mere kingdom is not enough to satisfy your appetite, and with your strength and brains, the eleventh great power is your goal

A young man appeared on the side, who seemed to be in the room just now, but the black-robed man was unaware.

The tone of his speech seemed to be on the same level as Benedict's, and he would have been shocked if outsiders were present.

The prince of "Kekinia", one of the most powerful countries in the central government, and a magical swordsman who is crowned as a peerless genius.

Benedict turned to the youth and said slowly:

Alucia Elio, you're going to help me, right?

Of course, you are my ally, and mastering the kingdom is only the first step, and then you just need to wait for that "treasure".

It's not that easy, though, is it?

That's true, but it's your business, it's rare to come here, I'm going to have a good time, and by the way, the purple coffee here is very good

With a look of disinterest, Benedict tilted his head over the side of the throne and lifted it up with his hand against the golden armrest.

It's good that you can like the prince, but you still need to come forward at a critical time

yes, as a deal, I'll leave first if it's okay

He waved his hand at Benedict and disappeared without a trace.

Teleportation is a magic that very few magicians can learn, but it seems to be the easiest magic for Elio.

Hmph, little rabbit cub, you dare to be so unkind in front of Lao Tzu

After the other party left, Benedict cursed.

On the other side, Alucia Elio walks through the streets of the royal capital at night, humming a ditty.

Hey, bastard, I don't know what you're thinking...... (To be continued.) )