Midland, once the empire of mankind, is now completely decayed, with only the old town of the same name remaining, and the rest of the place is covered in a large forest of barren and monster-infested places.

This remnant of an ancient empire was once the capital of the Midland Empire, but now only a few descendants of the Midland family and a few people who have taken refuge in the mountains and forests have settled here.

The old Midland town is littered with ruins, but around the ruins of huge old buildings, there are a few new, half-timbered cottages. The pointed red roof peeks peeked out from the broken walls of the dilapidated courtyards of the declining aristocracy, and the atmosphere of decay around them was even more desolate.

Dara had arrived in the town at noon, and the guards were all locals, and they didn't look at any of the required identification documents for the group of outsiders passing by, but just stretched out their hands and begged for the cost of customs clearance.

Compared to the regular customs fees, taxes, and some surcharges that were secretly levied in the Stanley Empire, the soldiers here were much easier to dismiss, and they were not interested in Franz's large amount of gold coins, but instead picked and chose all the thunderbolts in his cargo and put them in their own pockets.

As for the one-eyed man's goods, they just opened one of the bottles and sniffed it, and returned it all to the one-eyed man. Midland's Old Town was unlike any other, where alcohol was contraband, and no soldier in the city dared to touch it. There are monsters in the big forest from time to time, and a drunken soldier is undoubtedly the most vulnerable to attack, making it a delicious meal for monsters. So they left only the one-eyed flint.

The fiery glue that Dara used to deal with the shape-shifting spiders was also confiscated, and Grace had nothing, but after the youngest daughter on her back, Jiaonie, handed the saffron in her hand to the group of soldiers, they immediately waved her hand and let them go.

When Dara looked back, he saw that the group of soldiers were curiously passing the crocus from place to place, each of them sniffing it up and giving it to the other companions, looking very excited.

The soldiers' near-robbery made the group unhappy, but the other side was outnumbered, and they were just passing by, and it seemed that there was no need to fight with the local population over something worthless, so they all endured it silently. After all, this town is inhabited by the descendants of the legendary Midlands, who are the true rulers of the old town of the wasteland, or rather, the true kings of the Midlands Forest.

This family has a longer and longer history than any ancient nobleman in the Stanley Empire, almost at the beginning of the birth of mankind, the Midland family has formed its own power, experienced a series of large-scale human civil wars such as the "Lorentz Death" and the "Mijani War", and once established its own top empire, unveiling the demon spell on the dark spine and summoning the demons of the distorted plane, resulting in the ancient family that can continue to live in a corner of the world after the first "Demon War", which is bound to hide its extraordinary strength.

Otherwise, how could the founding monarch of the country, Homan Stanley, who had achieved great success and great military achievements, tolerate the existence of such a frontier town under his rule, which was far away from the emperor and beyond the reach of the whip? This area, although nominally the territory of the Stanley Empire, has never in fact ever sent an administrator to this area.

So, it's also one of the fugitives' paradises.

It's just that Dara and the other passers-by don't know that the soldiers who were sent to defend the city are the lowest-status slaves in the entire old town, and no one cares about their life or death, and the only reason for their existence is to check whether there is anything that the ruler of the town is really interested in in the goods of the registered transit guests-the prophesied "flower of life", and then report it to the warlock who is in charge of this matter. As for the rest of the cargo, except for some practical small weapons that could be used against monsters, they did not see the use of gold and silver treasures, and as slaves, they were all cast a kind of magic, and as long as they were a certain distance away from the sensing range of the old town, the curse hidden in their bodies would force their bodies to explode, and they would be dead.

In fact, it is also one of the hells for fugitives.

Walking through the narrow alleys of the town, it is hard for Dara to imagine that this was once the capital of the Midland Empire, and the cobblestone paths are lined with red spired huts with stone foundations and wooden frames.

There are many different types of cottages, but no two are the same, and each one reveals the temperament and character of the owner of the respective house. The criss-crossed wooden wall panels, with the leaves of evergreen plants inlaid with all kinds of strange patterns, as well as some ancient family letters and insignia, form a blue relief, although the former prosperity has long been far away from this barren old town, the remnants of some of the collapsed large buildings on the ground can only be left to the bard passing by the troubadours who passed by here, the ancestors who created the glorious history have been reduced to a pile of barns, and the local residents still show the stubbornness and arrogance of the descendants of the ancient family.

Replacing the fresh leaves that adorn the house, reviewing the meaning of the ancient patterns, words, and emblems, and fervently praying for the return of the lost prosperity and glory are the first things they do every morning after getting up.

Painful. The people here are clearly suffering to varying degrees. But as he walked along the town's old winding streets, Dara not only didn't feel the pain hidden behind the cottage, but felt that even the most insignificant house decoration knick-knuckles could evoke his nostalgia for the past.

"The past is too glorious to accept new things. Grace, who had been walking all the way, said suddenly.

Dara was taken aback, this sentence was also said by his own teacher Gibri, but the background of the speech at that time was completely aimed at the various mistakes in Darla's practice, Dara at that time, how much because of the rumors in the village and the blessing of the sun god and a little complacent, complacent, unexpectedly, Gibri easily shattered the pride he had, only used some of the simplest small actions, effortlessly turned his fierce offensive into nothing, the teacher's novel set of "the simpler the more powerful" 's martial arts theory greatly impacted Darla's perception of martial arts.

It's just that at the moment, this sentence comes from the mouth of Grace, a reckless man, coupled with this situation, it is like an old lady who has become a dry corpse applying heavy makeup, which makes everyone who hears it feel awkward.

But Grace clearly had his own unique feelings, and he even sighed heavily at the coats of arms of the old families.

Helplessly, a reckless man sighing at the monument only adds to the sense of comicality, and Dara almost laughs out loud.

Unlike Darla and Grace, the One-Eyed Man and Lina were not attracted by the thick historical atmosphere of Old Midland, but were more concerned about why they had walked down the street for a long time without seeing a single townsperson, and could only feel the eyes of some small people peeking out from behind the small windows of the houses.

"It's not what we want. A human woman in her thirties, dressed in a black robe and half-veiled with a black veil on her face, said in deep thought as she turned a delicate red flower sent by her hand.

Her eyes are slender, the corners of her eyes are raised, but they are very beautiful, especially the autumn water in her eyes, occasionally glance at people, if the other party is a man, enough to be drowned in this lake-like purple eyes, if the other party is a woman, you will feel a deep inferiority complex in this glimpse. However, the woman's eyebrows are thin and thick, very forcefully bent above those charming eyes, and there is a faint hint of heroism in the lines, which is slightly out of tune with her delicate eyes, which makes people involuntarily have a trace of fear. The indifferent and detached expression on his face made people feel even more unapproachable.

Her subordinates have a deeper understanding of this woman's beauty and power, and their awe of her is many times higher than that of ordinary people. Hearing the soft words in the woman's mouth, although the other party did not mean to blame, the faces of the several warlocks were all pale, as if a catastrophe was about to come.

"Those slaves can't tell if they're real or fake, and even you're fainting?" the woman asked softly again, a hint of displeasure in her voice.

The faces of several warlocks could no longer be described as pale, and each of them was dead white, like skeletons.

"Almicia, you can't blame them all. A middle-aged man of the same age, who looked extremely thin, said that he tried his best to keep his voice dignified, that the fate of the family was at stake, and that this kind of thing did not require his wife to take care of him, and that he had to make her understand this, but because his body was too weak, his voice was weak, and it seemed like he was pleading.

Almisia paid no attention to her husband's face, the expression of anger on his weak, flushed face, for which at first she was uneasy, then only unhappy, and now she could hardly feel any unhappiness, and what had to be said had to be said, and what had to be done had to be done.

"They really don't blame them for this," Almisia said, glancing at her husband, "The magic fluctuations emitted by this flower are closer to the 'Flower of Life' we are looking for, so they will be mistaken." "My husband has always been the ruler of the entire Midland family, and he still has to save face.

After a deep sigh, Almisia continued, "However, I wonder why they easily let go of the owner of this flower, and it is likely that we have found the true 'Flower of Life'. ”

"They didn't leave the town, they were still under our control. A warlock said boldly.

"And what are you shitty waiting for here?" said the voice of a sharp, arrogant, but very immature girl, a beautiful little girl of twelve.

She wore a short white dress decorated with flowers, and her red hair was tied in two large braids that rose above her shoulders, raised high, tied at the side of her head with golden satin, and a few bright green leaves were wrapped around each braid, which looked fresh and bright, and flattering. But like her mother, the little girl seems to have been born a woman, her eyes are slender and moist, and when she looks at people, she is not looking, but looking forward to the flow, looking left and right, and the eye waves are flowing, naturally revealing a charm and bewitchment that is not commensurate with her age.

Several of the warlocks who were dismissed as "waste" were not dissatisfied with Ambell's rudeness, but glanced at the little girl with gratitude, and one of them immediately said "in horror", "Let's do it." With that, the group of guys all looked at Almisia, waiting for further instructions.

Almisia gracefully raised her fingertips and pointed lightly to the door, and everyone immediately saluted as if relieved, and slowly fell back and forth lightly, but as soon as they disappeared from Almisia's sight, the group of warlocks took a long breath and urged their respective magic to leave quickly.

"Huh. Amber couldn't help but laugh softly as she imagined the embarrassment of the "waste" outside, causing the black kitten she was holding in her arms to stir up.

The kitten's hair is black and shiny, the throat on the neck has a touch of white fine hair, the two ears are pointed and long, the round cat face, the eyes are golden and blue, and its owner is the same, the cat is pampered and makes it have a similar temperament to Ambelle, elegant, arrogant, but delicate and cute.

However, this is not an ordinary spoiled house cat, but an otherworldly creature. Most of the time, it was in a small stone cat pendant, which Amber wore as a necklace on her chest.

At this point, the kitten began to scratch its paws incessantly, trying to break free from Ambell's arms. Finally, it managed to grab it on Ambell's arm, jumped down and ran away, its movements were extremely fast and agile, like a small black tornado, and in the blink of an eye, it was already dozens of meters away.

"Leonardo!" Amber said, clutching her scratched arm, looking at the kitten running away with some annoyance. This is not the first time that the kitten has slipped away while she is unprepared, of course, there is always a way for her to get it back, and the little girl immediately casts a levitation spell and flies in the direction of the kitten's escape.

Almisia sighed, perhaps it was a mistake to give Leonardo to her daughter, her strength was obviously not enough to control her own pet.

Almisia's husband, Henry's Midland family, is now facing a major difficulty in the survival of the family since the fall of the empire.

Seven years ago, Henry's sister Chelsea stole the family's heirloom treasure, a magical "flower of life", which once grew on the top of the dark ridge made of black boulders, blooming day and night, never withering, with only a red lone flower at the top of the stem, swaying in the wind that blows from time to time on the top of the dark ridge, and also exudes a charming light at night, like a lighthouse on the sea, giving many night travelers hope to overcome the darkness.

Legend has it that this flower was created by the belt of the goddess of life falling from this place, so it has divine powers. Whoever is able to obtain this flower will also become powerful and invincible, but for many years, no one has been able to get close to this "flower of life" with infinite magical power because of the poisonous thorns and demon-suppressing spells around the flower.

It wasn't until 1,100 years ago that the king, persuaded by Gutklaas, came to the Dark Spine to uncover the demonic spell and take the "Flower of Life".

It is undeniable that the magical energy contained in the "Flower of Life" has greatly increased the number of magicians and magical abilities possessed by the entire Midland family in a short period of time, but the Midland family soon discovers that the power obtained from the "Flower of Life" is not enough for them to manipulate the demons to victory as the king wishes, but instead brings subversive changes to the entire ground.

After the demon came to the mainland, he began to kill endlessly, and for a while, the entire Tuya continent was devastated, and all races reached the moment of life and death. Humanity had to turn to the dwarves and elves for help to form the first surface alliance to fight the dark forces.

The Midland family was the culprit, and was ostracized by everyone because of this, and finally a thousand years ago, the empire collapsed, and only the old town remained in the entire Midland region, and only the Midland family and a few followers remained here. Relying on the power of the "Flower of Life", these ancient families can continue to explore magic, and firmly believe in Gutklaas's "prophecy", dreaming of a strong army and returning to the country.

But seven years ago, after the Midland family's heirloom treasure "Flower of Life" was taken away by Chelsea, everyone panicked and secretly sent many family warlocks out to look for them, and Chelsea escaped each time. What's worse is that six years ago, Chelsea and the "Flower of Life" seemed to have completely disappeared from the continent of Tuya, and no trace was ever found.

Until a day ago, the lord of the family and many elderly warlocks had felt familiar fluctuations of magical energy near the old town of Midland, and they had all drawn power from this magical energy, which was the power of the "Flower of Life".

Unfortunately, despite the swift reaction of the entire family, they could not find any trace of this power due to the short duration of the energy fluctuations and the fact that they never appeared since.

As a result, the current head of the family, Henry Midland, ordered his subordinates to carefully check and search for anyone who passed by Midland in the past few days, and as for the object of their real search, it was the red "flower of life".

Dara and his group were stopped, facing several warlocks with extraordinary magical powers, their group seemed so vulnerable, not to mention, the other party shot so quickly.

In this group of them, they are all adventurers who focus on martial arts and combat, except for the little girl Jiao Ni, none of them have real magical powers, and Jiao Ni's magical powers, even she doesn't know how to control and use them, and everyone is thankful that there is no chaos.

The other party's activation rope is also different from the ordinary activation rope, all of which are made of green vine plants, Dara and his party have seen such vines and plants in the big forest before, they usually cling firmly to those towering trees, relying on each other to support themselves to keep climbing upward, absorbing sunlight and rain. Some hundred-year-old trees are even tightly entangled by such vines and plants, unable to get out, and finally slowly die.

This unique phenomenon of "strangulation" deeply shocked Darla. In front of them, the rope that binds them is such a flexible vine plant, Dala They are far from being tall ancient trees, and the vines on their bodies have been cast by the warlocks, even if the group has all kinds of skills, they are like a tree entangled in vines can not be used, all of them are tied up with their hands at this moment, at this moment they are all tied firmly by the rope, no matter how they struggle, the rope is always wrapped around their bodies like a living thing, making them unable to move, embarrassed.

Seeing that the crowd had been subdued, the warlocks also performed a "levitation technique" on them, causing the group to quickly float up, fall in mid-air, toss and turn behind them, and flew towards the ruined palace of Midland.

From a distance, the former Midland Empire's royal palace is only a few ruins and ruins, and it looks dilapidated.

But if you look closely, you will find that the remaining palace hall and several side rooms of this palace are still relatively intact, and there are obvious traces of human habitation. The occupants were obviously more nostalgic for the glory of the empire than the rest of the town, and the relief-like family crests, ancient motifs, and texts on the walls of the palace were all flowers and green leaves that bloomed with magical power, reflecting the ruined scene around her, like a lady who had passed away, recalling one of the most successful balls of her girlhood, puffing up her flabby chest and swaying her bloated waist, trying to attract the attention of young people, but unfortunately, she received nothing but contempt and sympathy, and nothing she longed for.

The crowd was soon led into the palace hall and thrown to the ground with a "pop" like sacks.

"Jenny!" As soon as Grace landed on the ground, he turned his head and called out anxiously to his daughter, he was afraid that his daughter would be hurt by this, and when he saw that Jiao Ni was lying obediently beside him, looking at him with big eyes, Grace immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Jenny is fine.

On the other side, Darla, who was lying on the ground, kept turning her head around, looking around at the strange environment.

In the middle of the hall, there sat a beautiful and elegant woman, and a middle-aged man who looked very weak, and several palace maids and guards stood on either side. On the smaller chair to their left sat a pretty girl with a black kitten in her hand, her curious eyes rolling around.

"Whose flower does it belong to?" asked the beautiful woman, turning a crocus flower in her hand, staring at the crowd in front of her.

Darla and the others all recognized the crocasse, a little thing that had been played with by the little girl Jenny before. Could it be that this little crocus is the culprit that brought them bondage?, with questions, they involuntarily looked at the little girl Jiao Ni lying next to Grace.

"Very good" The glamorous woman's gaze also fell on the face of the little girl Jiaoni, unexpectedly, the little girl did not show any fear of life, but looked back at her quietly, that look reminded her of a person, she glanced at the man on the side, and said: "Henry, look, does this little girl remind you of anyone?"

Henry shook his head suspiciously, and said, "It's strange, she feels familiar to me, but I can't remember." What do you think, Almisia?"

At this moment, Almisia felt a strange wave of magic, and the little girl's body was rapidly gathering a wave of magical power, surging towards her, trying to spy on her thoughts. She looked at the abnormal little girl in front of her quietly and said, "It's rude to read other people's minds without permission. ”

Jenny's eyes widened in surprise, this was the first time she had spied into someone's mind, and the magic power possessed by the other person was extremely powerful. As soon as Jenny's magical snooping eye touched the shield, she felt a burning sensation of being stabbed, which awakened the power that was latent within her. Jenny rolled her eyes in anger.

This time, not only Almisia, but also Henry and several other warlocks felt the strong magic fluctuations again, and they looked at the 6-year-old girl in front of them in great amazement, her body was bursting with bursts of magic fluctuations.

As soon as such fluctuations appeared, the scene that had been staged in the small hotel yesterday also took the stage.

In the entire hall, except for the Midlanders who had magical powers, all the people and objects were instantly bounced up and suspended in mid-air. A powerful air stream is rapidly converging around Jenny.

Seeing this, Almisia raised her hand and made a gesture without thinking, and her subordinates immediately understood her meaning, and almost simultaneously counterattacked, casting a spell together to force down Jiaoni's airflow.

However, everything in mid-air did not fall to the ground because of this, but instead rose higher and higher, and the power that Jiao Ni was forced to suppress did not dissipate, but was ready to move, and the power that suppressed her clashed fiercely.

The two forces confronted each other, and at this time, even Dara and the others had already felt the uneasiness surging in the air.

The surging magical power was like a huge wave, constantly slapping on everyone, like a lonely boat in an ocean of leaves. Dara and the others once again felt the horror when they first saw Jenny in the inn yesterday, and what was especially bad today was that no one knew how to control Jenny except Grace, but now Grace was also suspended in mid-air, and was bound by vines like everyone else, and could not get out, so they could only shout at Jenny: "Jenny! Stop!

Jiao Ni, who was rolling her eyes, had already heard her father's voice, and she also wanted to stop quickly, but at this moment, her body was out of control, and the surging power in her body needed to find an outlet to vent, otherwise, she herself would be blown to pieces by this force. Her opponents tried to thwart her and try to trap her, which drove her crazy. All her instincts were enraged, and she gathered more and more ferocity of magical power to resist. It's a kind of crazy resistance, either devouring the other person or eating yourself.

Jenny had gone mad, the basic life in her body had taken control of her, and the will to survive had overwhelmed her, making her desperate to destroy everything, if not everyone, that stood in her way.

In fact, the opponents were equally confused, they never imagined that fighting a 6-year-old girl would require the best warlocks in Midland, and as the little girl's strength continued to expand, their power would be lost in the confrontation, which also drove them crazy.

At this time, Almisia had already felt the familiar imprint of the little girl's turbulent magical fluctuations - the "Flower of Life".

This is the magic fluctuation emitted by the real "Flower of Life"!

Just like the "flower of life" blooming day and night, the little girl in front of her also bloomed with unparalleled magical power, when they were about to exhaust their magical power, the other party still continued to gather endless magical energy, all of them seemed to be experiencing fluctuations before a major earthquake, a shock was as strong as a shock, every time they thought that the real strong earthquake had erupted, then another wave of stronger shocks had quickly hit, so that everyone's hearts were also waved high by waves of magic fluctuations.

The Warlocks are preoccupied with the magic of Johnny, relying only on instinct to resist the eventual destruction.

The hope that the little girl in front of them could be easily subdued by the power of the people had come to naught, and at this time, they had to quickly withdraw from this magical confrontation and survive, but the other party was like "fate" and could not break free and could not resist.

Enraged by the great fear of death, they all tried their best to muster up the remaining energy and unleash all the magical power they possessed at once, in an attempt to break free from the entanglement of death.

This suppression made Jiao Ni feel a strong sense of suffocation, and her resistance was on the verge of resistance. At this time, she was no longer the 6-year-old little girl, she couldn't control the huge potential in her body at all, she had long since completely lost consciousness, and only strong instincts remained. This instinct drives her to devour everything.

Suddenly, without the slightest warning, the power contained in Jiao Ni's body exploded at full speed, bursting like a magic missile, and this time the magic energy gathered was so much that her petite and thin body could no longer bear it.

Dara, they and the items in the palace were all thrown from the air and fell heavily to the ground, everyone was injured to varying degrees, and the items in the palace were even more shattered.

Several of the warlocks who had suppressed Jiao Ni were forcefully rebounded, and they flew out of the way at once, falling to the ground, or rather, sticking to the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices, and their legs and feet were still twitching.

Even Almisia and the others were knocked to the ground by the huge wave of magic.

Immediately afterward, everyone watched in horror as ripples of red magical water rippled out of Jiao Ni's body, spreading out in circles above their heads, as if blood was constantly gathering and drifting, and the scene had a strange and unsettling beauty, and the air was once again floating in the air with particles and dust that had been reduced to countless tiny fragments, which was extremely strange.

This is an extremely dangerous precursor.

However, except for Grace, the rest of the people looked at the bright red magic ripples in distraction, not the slightest alert.

Grace looked at the magic ripples with trepidation, and her daughter's current scene reminded him of his dead wife.

Before his wife's death, there was also such an abnormality, and it was exactly the same as the situation of Jiaoni now, and Grace thought of this, and her heart swelled with great unease.

His wife's life had always been a mystery to him, but what did it matter, he was passionately in love with that beautiful and delicate woman, whose bright eyes, soft words, and graceful manners fascinated, believed, and adored him like a goddess.

When she came to Takatika alone, no one thought that such a beautiful woman with an aristocratic temperament and the ability to manipulate magic at will would marry Grace, a retired mercenary in Takatika who is now only a farmer.

The period after marriage was the most wonderful time of Grace's life. He took care of all the big and small affairs of the house, and his beautiful wife would never work a finger for those trivial matters, and what she did more often was to stay in her little laboratory, constantly studying her various magics, and to be honest, compared to the other Takatika women, the wife really did not fulfill her obligations as a wife, but Grace still doted on her very much, but felt that all this was taken for granted, besides, the wife was so gentle and elegant, and never said a word to herself, which was different from those Takatika women who often loudly counted their husbands in public。

It's a pity that after his wife became pregnant, her temper became moody, and later she was like schizophrenia, sometimes gentle, sometimes thunderous.

Once, Grace stumbled upon his wife hiding in her lab, fiddling with strange instruments in an attempt to extract something from a red flower. At that moment, something unexpected happened, as if it had come to life, the red flower began to hiss piercingly, and released bursts of red magic water streaks, and the wife grabbed the red flower in a panic and swallowed it whole......

After that, the wife seemed to return to normal, until a few months later when she gave birth to Jeanie, and she fell into depression again, and one day, she said to Grace worriedly, "I am afraid that I will not be the same person I used to be." Grace only felt inexplicable, so he put his arm around her shoulder and patted his chest as usual, indicating that everything was with him. The wife smiled bitterly, bent down and kissed the little Jenny in the cradle, and said, "I hope she doesn't become like me." ”

The night of his wife's death was so similar to the scene in front of him.

Over the years, Grace and his daughter Jiaoni have been dependent on each other, and he has transferred all his love for his wife to his daughter Jiaoni. His daughter is his sun, his goddess, all his everything, all the hope and all the motivation for his survival.

Earlier, at the Midland Old Town Pass, the group of soldiers had pointed to the crocus in their daughter's hand and shouted, "Flower of Life." He immediately instructed his daughter to hand the flower to the soldiers, in his eyes, the daughter was his "flower of life", once his daughter had any mistakes, then it was equivalent to his "flower of life" also withered, and the rest was nothing, not to mention a saffron flower that could be seen everywhere. Unexpectedly, it was their own recklessness that made them targeted by this group of people.

For now, without regretting her carelessness, Grace just wants to save her daughter as soon as possible, so that she does not leave her like his wife. He didn't really know what to do, but instinctively rushed to his daughter Jenny and stretched out his hands to pick her up.

This time, Grace was careless.

In the eyes of others, Grace instantly inflated like a balloon, floating in mid-air, and the magic water ripples that had been circulating everywhere before began to flow backwards, quickly surging back into Jiao Ni's body, and then through Grace's hands, it suddenly filled into Grace's body.

Grace's whole body became bulging, and blood-red lines spread all over his body, making him look like a bomb that was full of blood and about to burst. At this time, his volume was already four times the size of usual, and the feeling of extreme pain made him unable to snort, and Jiao Ni also rushed in and out with the rapid flow of magical energy, and her small body could no longer withstand such a violent instantaneous change, and completely fainted.

The moment Jenny fainted, all magic fluctuations stopped.

Grace, who had been transformed, rose higher and higher, and with the last vestiges of will, he painfully let go of his daughter's grip and let himself float upward.

Like a dandelion in the wind, Jenny fell lightly and landed softly.

Grace's swollen body was rising like a balloon, rising ......

The pain ate through his nerves clearly, and finally, he shouted, "Jiaony!"

Then, with this cry of pain, Grace exploded on the top of the high palace, and a huge wave of air overturned the heavy roof of the ancient palace, shattering those thousand-year-old golden roofs and huge stone pillars, and together with Grace's own flesh and blood, they were all turned into countless tiny particles, falling like a torrential rain.

Everyone in the hall held their heads in their hands, clinging to the ground, and the waves of the explosion fell on them like the gavels of giants, and there were huge burning pains in their backs, and every dust that fell fell was shot at them like feathered arrows, and the stinging sensation made them think that they had become porcupines.

This state of affairs only lasted for a few minutes, but everyone thought that they had trembled in the demonic realm for thousands of years.

Dara was the first to raise her head, and the green vines that had been used to bind them were now hanging limply like dead snakes, and as several of the warlocks who cast the spell were seriously injured and fell to the ground, the activated ropes were completely deactivated and turned into dead vines. Dara tore off the dead vines wrapped around her and got up.

The little girl, Jiaoni, still collapsed limply to the ground, unconscious. Darla hurriedly ran over and picked up the little orphan girl who had just lost her only relative. After a closer look, Dara was relieved that Jenny was not injured and was breathing steadily, but she was still in a coma, wondering what would happen when she woke up and found that her loved ones had died, and died from her uncontrollable power.

Looking at the blood red scattered all over the ground, thinking of Grace, who was still laughing and laughing with her a day ago, Darla was very sad. Although it was only a meeting in the water, Dara had long regarded Grace as the only friend on the journey.

When Grace died, he didn't have time to say the first half of his words, but Dara knew that from now on, it had become one of his responsibilities to take care of Jiaoni on behalf of Grace.

Holding Jenny in her arms, Darla looked around, and a little farther away, Lina was lying with her face on the ground, still not moving.

Darla walked over and turned her over with one hand, her right chest was cut by a fragment of something, and blood was oozing out, but fortunately the wound was not deep. But Lina still closed her eyes tightly and clenched her teeth as if she were dead. Darla nudged her, and when she opened her distracted eyes, she put down Jiaoni, took out the white gauze on her body, and bandaged Lina briefly.

After doing this, he looked around again, and saw that the one-eyed man had also sat up, spat a mouthful of bloody spit on the ground with a "phew", and began to bandage one of his injured legs.

In the middle of the main hall, Almisia knelt on the ground, holding the upper body of her husband Henry, who had passed out on the ground, in her arms, as if she were a wood carving. At this moment, her veil was gone, revealing a beautiful and moving face, but on the left side of her beautiful cheek, there was a butterfly-shaped magic emblem, which added a bit of bewitching beauty to her face. Not far from her, lay her unconscious daughter Ambell, and the black cat Leonardo had already turned into a pendant and fled back to its other world.

Almisia's face showed a rare loss of soul, everything was completely beyond her imagination, she never imagined that a little girl who was only a few years old could break the magic array created by the top warlocks in Midland in an instant, and quickly threw them all to the ground, becoming a pile of waste. Even her own family was injured by the huge magic power she unleashed, and she was no longer able to gather any powerful magical power in a short period of time. At this moment, in that little girl's body, Almisia could no longer feel the slightest magic fluctuation from the "Flower of Life", could it be that in the magic confrontation just now, the "Flower of Life" had been destroyed?

Thinking of this, Almisia returned to her normal state, she gently put her husband down, stood up, and swayed her body, bypassing the one-eyed man, to Darla, who was holding Jiaony. As soon as her hand touched Jenny's dress, she hurriedly retracted it as if it had been burned with a soldering iron.

Suddenly, Almisia felt a tingling pain in her lower abdomen, she looked down, only to find that a thin sword had pierced her abdomen, and hurriedly jumped back to avoid the thin sword attack, but the long skirt was cut open a big opening, revealing a snow-white belly. Immediately afterward, several sword qi slashed her head and face, forcing her to jump back a few steps in a row.

At this time, after slashing a few swords in succession, Dara made sure that Jenny and herself were already covered by the sword wind and were safe and sound, and then stood with her sword in hand, staring closely at the beautiful woman in front of her, in case she made any more amazing moves. Just now, he was really careless, and he made her suddenly approach, this woman was completely different from the woman he had seen before, she had the agility of a rabbit.

"Almisia ......"

Behind Almisia, her husband Henry's first voice after waking up was heard, and she couldn't help but turn her head to find that her husband had been firmly held by the one-eyed man at this time, a long sword was resting on Henry's neck, and the one-eyed man's only eye was shooting an extremely resolute cold light. Moreover, the blade of the long sword had cut into Henry's skin, and blood oozed from the edge of the blade, dripping to the ground.

Almisia sneered, turned around unconcernedly, and continued to face Dara, much to the surprise of both the One-Eyed and Henry. However, Henry, who knew his wife, soon understood that she was pretending not to care about herself in order to avoid being controlled by others, but there was still a trace of sadness and unwillingness in her heart.

Almicia's eyes were still fixed on the Jonny in Darla's arms, and the little girl had woken up, looking at everything around her in confusion, searching for Grace's traces with a desperate gaze. Finally, her eyes fell on the blood-red blur of dust, and she let out a piercing scream of pain.

"Daddy!" cried out Jenny, with great fear and sadness. It was the first time she had made a sound.

Dara never knew that a person could emit such a high decibel level that it was even more unbearable than when a swarm of bees buzzed and flew together, but he did not dare to escape from this source of sound at this moment, because he was holding her tightly and protecting her.

The little girl's voice reminded Henry of a person, and suddenly understood the problem of his previous wife, and it turned out that she had long seen the similarity between this little girl and her sister Chelsea. Although he was annoyed that his sister had stolen the "Flower of Life" and said goodbye, Henry never thought that he would severely punish Chelsea for this, and the family warlocks sent out to find the "Flower of Life" would receive orders to "not hurt Chelsea", which repeatedly led to the failure of the mission.

"Almisia, don't hurt her. Ask her where Chelsea is?" Henry shouted anxiously at his wife in a weak voice, as he saw her raising her hand impatiently.

When she heard the word "Chelsea", she immediately fell silent, it was her mother's name, although she had never seen her mother, but through her father's heart, she had seen this familiar name and image many times. Now, she searched for her mother's image in the memory of the strange man opposite, and slowly browsed through the other person's memory, the little girl understood everything.

Almisia looked at the little girl in front of her and said, "You know what I'm thinking, tell me where the things we want are, and I'll let you go." ”

The little girl looked at Almisia quietly and said, "You ...... Wanted...... Something you want, long ...... Only...... It's gone. The little girl had not spoken for so long, and it took great difficulty for the little girl to finish the sentence.

"But I was still feeling the fluctuations just now. Almisia said a little unwillingly.

The little girl shook her head and said, "Mother has already eaten it, and it has turned into bones and blood and merged into my body. By the time she said this, Jenny's voice had become smooth.

Almisia was taken aback, the magical energy of the "Flower of Life" was so huge that the evil warlock Gutklaas could not bear it alone thousands of years ago, how could the little girl in front of her completely absorb that magical energy without being consumed? Could it be because she had already begun to absorb its energy when she was still in her mother's womb? This is the same as a small fish that has grown up in sewage since childhood and will not die, because it has become accustomed to it.

It turned out that the "flower of life" that they had been looking for for so long and couldn't sleep for had long since disappeared from this world, and it was no wonder that Chelsea could no longer find that familiar magic fluctuation a year after his disappearance.

It's ridiculous to think about it, the Midland Empire has been destroyed for a thousand years, and they are still dreaming of recovering the country in the barren forest, thinking that by the power of a single flower, they can cultivate many powerful warlocks and magicians to dominate Tuya again.

Absurdity, jokes, tragedies, looking at the travelers who passed by the old Midland town, they couldn't help but understand that the descendants of their ancient empire were exhausted, and the restoration of the country was just an impossible dream, but they were still making the last efforts and struggles for the glory of the past. Everything is just because of unwillingness.

Almisia said, "Then I only need to smelt you, and I can extract those magical energies again." ”

"You're crazy, Almisia. Please don't do that. Henry was taken aback, and said weakly, this time it was a real plea. It's not that he's afraid of the one-eyed sword resting around his neck, but that he's tired, really tired. Family, Empire, Mission, Restoration ...... They all walked away from him inexorably at the moment, leaving only great exhaustion, and like his wife, a great sense of sadness came over him when he learned that what they had been looking for for so long and had so much hope for had long since disappeared. His emaciated body could no longer support the illusion of the entire declining family.

Almisia turned her head slowly, and when she saw the complicated expression on Henry's face, she already understood what he was thinking, and why she didn't want to give up these useless struggles and enjoy happiness and tranquility with her husband and daughter. It's just that she really doesn't want to admit this result, and she has done far more for the entire Midland family than her husband Henry......

Almisia shook her head resolutely and refused her husband's pleas.

Henry looked at Almisia in disbelief for a long time before he smiled and said, "This is my last plea." Then he tilted his head and sunk his entire neck into the one-eyed blade.

One-Eye was taken aback, and hurriedly spread his hand, and blood splattered from Henry's neck like a spring, making a hissing sound.

Almisia looked at her husband in a daze, unable to believe that this honest and weak husband was forced to die at the last moment. It turned out that she had always thought that she could control everything, but now she suddenly discovered that this weak husband who had lived with her for many years had not really been controlled by herself.

For a moment, she had a stunned expression on her face. Then, the beautiful woman tilted her body and fainted.

Dara and the others looked around, the palace was empty, all the warlocks before were clinging to the ground like dead fish, without the slightest movement, and the only threat was already unconscious, the inside and outside of the palace were quiet, only the dust was still gently scattered in the air. Everyone suddenly had the same thought: flee.

Immediately afterwards, everyone took advantage of Almisia's fainting and quickly fled. In the midst of her busy schedule, Dara noticed that the One-Eyed Man was still carrying his two boxes of goods.

As they walked out of the palace, Dara heard a cry of pain that looked like a man but not a man, a beast but not a beast. He wasn't sure if this wail was from the beautiful and arrogant woman just now. I just involuntarily quickened my pace, wanting to escape from this strange place and these strange people.

Almisia never imagined that after losing both, it would end in such a bleak way. It's a pity that at this moment, she really can't gather any magic energy, and the residents of those small towns outside the palace are mostly outlaws......

Almisia stared at the empty cloister outside the hall with a gloomy gaze, and secretly swore to herself: "I will definitely come to you again in the future!"