The reason why the town of Kabul is known as the 'one-plank bridge between light and darkness' in legends is that in addition to the peaceful and simple folk customs, it also comes from a magic array that leads to the darkest black land of the Eternal Continent.

It is a wonderful space that is said to have cut off the flow of time.

"Don't disturb the peace of this town, just wait where you are. ”

A soft but majestic murmur sounded, and the spears in the hands of the five Mithril Knights suddenly condensed, and they were clutched in the palm of their hands, and the body of the spear was even more blazing and brilliant in the sun, as if there were wisps of blue fighting qi whistling around the body of the gun, and the blue yao pattern decoration that faintly revealed a good atmosphere also made the noble identity of these powerful knights ready to come out.

The 'Blue Pattern' Knights are a surging wave even in the major knight seas of the entire Eternal Continent, and in the mouth of a certain archaeological elder, this mysterious knight cultivated by the Ottoman Empire can even rank at least a very good rank among the knightly civilizations in the past five thousand years.

The reason is very simple, it is said that the fighting spirit studied by every Blue Yao Pattern Knight belongs to the life's work of a Sacred Domain Knight, as far as the Eternal Continent is concerned, the things left behind by a Sacred Domain powerhouse are definitely in a priceless position, such as a Sacred Swordsman named 'Kot' a hundred years ago, the forbidden fighting spirit method he created seems to have become a priceless treasure in the black market that is 'enough to exchange the wealth of three empires', of course, this is just an innocuous joke casually said by a black market giant, after all, that ' The lineage of the Smile Heresy has been severed for hundreds of years.

The town of Kabul is more peaceful than usual.

Randy stared at the sky in the distance, her handsome and somewhat heroic face mixed with rich expressions, sighs, doubts, shocks, and even a hint of tiredness.

As one of the supreme forces of the Ottoman Empire, the Randy family is a descendant, and he has endured countless gossip and black mockery over the years, so that when he stood on the Ottoman Empire's worship platform and sang the long and ancient battle song, Randy Night finally sighed that he could leave the Ottoman Empire land where everyone admired martial arts, The eldest young master who stood at the tip of the aristocratic ocean of the Eternal Continent smiled for the first time in a long time.

Vaguely remembering his father's strange expression when he saw the invitation raft from St. Fette, and the squeaky black crow that had been hovering over the family castle, Randy smiled with a strange pattern spreading in her blue pupils.

It was the land behind the small town of Kabul, the black land surrounded by blood and sin.

In the distance, half of the sky is bright, half is dark, and extreme colors are spreading, as if trying to encompass the whole heaven and earth.

"Stop, friend of the Alberon Empire. ”

One of the Blue Bright Pattern Knights suddenly stepped forward, and in his indifferent words, the fire of unwavering faith ignited, and the spear standing horizontally in his hand immediately bloomed into terrifying fluctuations of fighting energy.

A team of thirty magicians appeared behind them, and as they slowly walked forward, the unintentional glow of magic shone in the sky, and the town of Kabul seemed to be bathed in an eternal light of wisdom.

The thirty magicians paused, their robes were gorgeous, shining in the sun, and a coat of arms depicting the pattern of the magic clock tower flickered on their chests, and all kinds of magical powers were quietly emanating from their breaths, sometimes as soft as water, sometimes as hot as fire, and the breath was extremely mysterious.

Thirty people are guarding a magic array, no, it should be said that they are guarding a big man who is wrapped in a magic array.

The magic arrays on all sides were suspended in the air, and it was difficult to find a single gap, and the mysterious characters depicted on them were not only bright and extinguished, but also wisps of destruction aura came out from the depths of these four magic arrays.

"I heard that the Southwest Light Force has been instructed by an ancient family to take off a child's head, it's really ridiculous, but it doesn't matter, by the way, Young Master Randy, who stands at the tip of the Sails Magic Tower like me, hasn't seen you for a long time, the God of Light is with you. ”

A whisper came from the center of the four magic arrays, and at this moment, the magic light reached its peak, and even the sun in the sky faintly sensed a trace of unease, allowing his light to converge slightly, as if he was afraid of angering some terrible guy.

Although the faces of the five Ottoman Empire's Blue Pattern Knights were grim, each of them seemed to reveal a powerful self-confidence between their eyebrows, and they seemed to give people an illusion in the face of a noble magic group that was far outnumbered by them.

An illusion that there are thousands of troops hiding behind them.

Randy Ye gently picked up the veil, glanced at the 'Song of Alberton' coat of arms not far away, and then put the veil down again, and said: "The indomitable petals, and the intelligent demon ape, the two combine to form an epic imperial coat of arms of celebrities through the ages, the nobles from Alberon, I am very happy to enter the Santa Fe Academy with you in the future, but I'm also sorry, I don't stand at the top of the Celles Tower of Magic, at least not yet." ”

"It's still that modest, or hypocritical. ”

The tone of the people in the magic circle was not good.

As soon as he finished speaking, the five Blue Pattern Knights suddenly frowned, their spears stood sideways, and there seemed to be anger about to burn in their eyes.

Not to be outdone, a young mage with a ruddy face slowly closed his eyes, and in an instant, the magic elements in the town of Kabul seemed to be restrained by an invisible hand.

"It doesn't matter, I've been hypocritical for twenty years anyway, and I don't care about other people's evaluations anymore, especially if you don't get much praise in the Ebyron Empire except for your talent. ”

Randy's soft voice invisibly extinguished the righteous anger of his five servant knights, and the young mage opposite snorted coldly, finally opening his deep eyes.

And the guy wrapped in the mysterious magic array didn't seem to care, and his tone even became brisk.

"Don't give up an inch of land, don't lose an inch, this is the Randy night I know, three years ago I dared to stand on the Ottoman worship platform to anger the gods, and then even read the "Words of Cain" in the ears of the messenger sent by the Vatican Church of Light, haha, ten years later, the Ottoman Empire will either go to the supreme glory of the era in your hands, or it will be destroyed by the magic light of the Eberon that I rule. ”

"Whatever you want. ”

Randy sat in the carriage at night, playing with an eternal coin, not a purple gold coin that would drive countless poor people crazy, but a copper coin of all common, but very important.

As if this was him, unpretentious, but he could also be sharp in front of anyone, because no one would turn a blind eye to even a copper coin.

"Do you want to join me in the City of Chaos. ”

Hearing this, Randy shook his fingers, the copper coin was held in the palm of his hand, and there was a faint magic in his blue eyes.

"What are you going to do there, a sinful land, and not afraid of staining your boots?"

"No, I'm going to see what guy is going to make the Yimai Gu family pay such a big price, even at the expense of borrowing the power of the entire Southwest Cathedral, or so to speak, if those Archbishops of Light don't mind, I want to take off that guy's head with my own hands, Randy Night should understand, challenging the unknown is one of my hobbies. ”

"You mean, the mysterious actions of the major light churches in the entire southwest region of the Eternal Continent have been made recently, just for a single head?"

Randy put the copper coin away and stared into the distance, the veil swaying slowly, as if obscuring his vision.

After a long time, the silence was broken.

"Isn't it?"

"Yes. ”

Randy shook her head, the whisper that he didn't even seem to hear.

"You're so stupid. ”

"You're too smart. ”

When a stone is thrown into the calm lake water, it will cause ripples, but Randy Night thinks that this mockery that is not too malicious will be heard by the second person besides him, but unfortunately the truth is exactly the opposite of what he expected, only to see the four circles of magic arrays on the opposite side all glow with magic patterns, and the mysterious characters are re-outlined, as if there is an invisible quill on the magic array to modify the rules, without warning, a blazing ball of flame roars out from one of the magic circles.

"The martial wind of the Ottoman Empire once swept the Eternal Continent, and the Fighting Civilization is naturally higher than that of the Eberon Empire, but I hope that His Highness Randy Night will satisfy the small hobby of my little nobleman, to be honest, I don't believe that a terrible magician can be born in a glorious and glorious knight family!"

The schemes of the aristocracy are played out all the time, and even a simple sentence can burst into a few iron nails at any time.

A humble voice came from the center of the four magic arrays, and the mysterious aristocratic heir from Alberon had made his purpose clear.

He didn't want the five Ottoman Knights of the Blue Pattern to make a move, or if any of the five knights forced their way out of their hunger for glory, then it would automatically be decided that His Highness Randy Night had thrown in the towel.

In the imperial class with the supreme imperial power in the Eternal Continent, this is not a vexatious affair between petty gentlemen, but about the rise and fall of the two giant families in the next ten years, because after ten years, the vicissitudes of life, the older generation will eventually entrust the mission to future generations, at that time, whoever can lead the family to glory will be qualified to climb to the highest apex of the Eternal Continent.

This is the case with the survival of the fittest in both imperial power and theocracy, so for these little monsters, the decade of vitality is also the decade in which they will experience the darkest bloody rules of their lives, in which they will not not not die worthless, but also need to ensure that they will not even be qualified to die.

Randy's eyes as deep as a sea of bass turned slightly, and the two-headed monster pulling the golden carriage suddenly fell silent, its head hanging down, and four pairs of huge eyes staring at the roaring ball of flames.

"The third-order Great Fireball Technique, the most mediocre magic, and the Eberon royal family who dared to build a coat of arms with the Wisdom Demon Ape is nothing more?"

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