Draven also saw the book logo and knew that it was the family crest that Ryan had designed when he was given a title of nobility.

He didn't remember these things originally, but he couldn't bear to cause trouble last time, so his brother put an axe on his head and asked him to write down all the family emblems that he couldn't mess with one by one.

There weren't a few of them, a book, a crow, a dagger...

Oh, there's a rose, a mother's thing, it looks weak, and his big brother is a coward!

If you can't beat it... Ahem...

Seeing that it was his own person, Draven's face also relaxed. Although he still couldn't calm the shock in his heart, he still cleared his throat and yelled at his younger brothers:

"Damn! Come back to your senses, isn't it just a flying house? I've seen a lot of your big brothers, don't embarrass me! ”

As he spoke, his face was full of indifference, and he threw out the axe in his hand, and the flying axe spun and flew towards the enemy, cutting down several people at once.

"It's worthy of being a big brother, let's learn! We can't disgrace Big Brother! The younger brothers raised their knives and muttered that they were about to continue the fight.

At this moment, the floating castle above moved. The black glow of the spire became even more dazzling.

"The weak... Disperse! ”

A clear female voice echoed in everyone's ears.

The moment the words fell, thousands of dark orbs surged downward from the castle.

The orbs hit all the enemy with pinpoint accuracy, and they wailed as they were consumed by the dark orbs, leaving no fragments of their armor behind.

The square in front of the palace became the main place where the dark orb poured out.

One by one, the magic balls fell into the spider swarm, and they were strangled by slag.

And the moment the dark orb fell, a bewitching figure disappeared from the shadows of the palace, leaving the spiders to be slaughtered.

Faced with this unstoppable black magic, the manipulator wisely chose to retreat.

After spider corpses were all over the square, and there was no other obstacle. The crows began to converge in one place.

Thousands of crows gathered together, condensing a figure.

He wore a black cloak behind him, black steel armor, and his white hair was neatly combed, like a nobleman with a lot of power.

Svein looked up at the castle that appeared in the sky, and it hung high above the Black Gate of Noxus, the symbol of the empire.

Override and shelter the Empire...

He understood that this had been the mission of Trevary since its inception.

Without further hesitation, he raised his iron boots and walked towards the building in front of him.

There... It was Darkwell's bedchamber.

The castle in the sky was still pouring dark energy downward, and in less than a moment, the tide of battle had been completely reversed.

"Big... Eldest brother... Have you seen this too? ”

Little Brother Draven froze as he prepared to move forward, turned his head mechanically, and looked at his eldest brother in fear.

"Hmm... Well! I've seen a lot of this, and I'll tell you, labor and management can flatten the houses in front of us with an axe! ”

Draven swallowed his saliva frantically, resisted the fear in his heart, and proudly pointed to the fortress-like private house road in front of him.

Just now, the enemy that they needed to clean up for a while was dealt with in an instant.

There is such a great power in the world... By the way, is it too late for him to switch to magic now?

When he was secretly surprised, the soldier next to him was looking at him with admiration, and secretly exclaimed in admiration:

It should be said that it is worthy of Brother Delevingne, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, full of the loneliness of a master.

The true strength of the eldest brother must be stronger than the mage in the castle.

However, one of the soldiers, with his mouth slightly open, pointed to the spot where the enemy had disappeared not far away, and kindly reminded:

"Brother Draven, your axe."

"Axes? What axe? ”

Draven seemed to remember something, and his eyes widened suddenly.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the potholed clearing in front of him that had been washed by the dark orb.

He remembered that as soon as he flew out of the axe, countless orbs flew down from the sky.

The traces left by the orb were gone, but his axe was gone.

"That's... It seems that the person above did it, should we go to trouble him? The soldier just now hesitated.

"Uh..."

Draven raised his head and pondered over his younger brother's words. It seems that the feasibility of this approach is being considered.

Bang!

A huge dark serve fell from the sky and landed right in front of Draedne.

The fortress-like house he had just pointed to was instantly shrouded in a dark orb.

From his vantage point, he could clearly see a hostile soldier at the window with a bow drawn in pain, his whole body plunged into darkness, and even before he could let out a twisted scream, it had already turned into ashes along with the house.

Looking at the razed building in front of him, Draven was full of excitement and waved his hand absently:

"It's okay, it's okay, I didn't use that axe for a long time, and when we build the immortal fortress, we will change it to a better one."

Looking at what the soldier was going to say, Delevingne's eyes widened:

"Why don't you clean up the battlefield yet!"

"Yes!"

Watching the soldier run away, Draven's expression showed a faint sadness, and he wanted to cry and look at the hole in front of him without tears.

After a long time, he relieved himself, sighed and continued to perform his duties.

At the time of the drastic changes in the immortal fortress, on the chessboard on the top of the mountain, a large number of black chess pieces were wiped out, and there was no protection left beside the black king.

And on the entire board, there are only three black pieces left, the queen, the king, and the last knight.

Ryan smiled, and LeBlan's face was much more ugly compared to him.

"Is this your hole card? Such a powerful black magic always reminds me of something bad. ”

"As a master of the dark arts, will you also be afraid of the dark?"

Ryan had a playful look on his face, a light smile on his lips.

LeBlanc shook her head and said meaningfully:

"I've been through countless years and seen countless terrible things. They lurk in endless darkness and are full of unknowns. The more I see, the more I realize what is lurking. ”

"We're more afraid of being known than what we don't know." Ryan said flatly.

He didn't look at the chessboard again, but looked at the lady in front of him, and said in a serious tone:

"You have controlled the empire for a thousand years, and it is really sad that the empire is still standing still under such unique conditions."

"Humans are neither astral nor darkborn. We have our own limits. LeBlanc said softly.

Truly, she has no conflict of interest with Ryan or even Trefary. Not only that, but they also have a common enemy.

The one that is still active in the underworld may have become a terrifying being that has become its master.

At one time, her ability and talent were not very strong. In the past thousand years, she has seen too many amazing and beautiful people, but even so, few of them have survived until now.

For thousands of years, he has only appeared as a figure like the former owner of the Immortal Fortress.

"That's your limitation, Ms. LeBlanc. You lack the courage of him, whether it is a demon, a star spirit, or a dark spawn, all of whom have been defeated at his hands. Ryan smiled.

LeBlanc looked at the man in front of him strangely, compared to the crazy villain a thousand years ago, the man in front of him seemed more elegant and rational.

But they have one thing in common, the belief that the whale swallows the world and is the only one.

In the end, that person's madness allowed him to suppress an entire era, and the souls under his hands may be more than the total population of the current Rune Continent.

I just don't know where the other party can go.

LeBlanc's eyes flickered, perhaps, she should change her plans and see if the person in front of her was worth her expectations.

It seems that he understands the meaning in the other party's eyes, or he doesn't care about the other party's thoughts.

Ryan's expression took on a bit of seriousness, and he pointed to the black knight chess that was still on the chessboard:

"The Rayser garrison is a respectable army, but as it nears the end, it's time for him to come to an end."

The white mage chess was held in his hand and gently picked it up.