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"It's dawn. ”

The silver-robed old man stared at the sky in a daze, and there seemed to be no tobacco in the black pipe, hanging weakly in the old man's hand.

"It's dawn, so the darkness is going to disappear. ”

Sabelian stepped into a magical spell that lit up on the land.

Another woman's blue hair was like a sea, covering half of her stunning face, and under the holy light, she was like a quiet moon, completely different from Sabel's nobility, but not inferior.

Blue Moon.

Her true identity is as mysterious as that of the Duke of Eyre.

The silver-robed old man moved his gaze to the black earth, and silently looked at the thirteen black-clothed men with bloody breaths standing behind Sabel, thoughtfully.

"The Mostima Gladiatorial Arena is the property of the human aristocracy, so it is, the human race, indeed, is the most unpredictable race. ”

In the impression of the sinners in the chaotic capital, there is a gatekeeper in front of the door of the Lost Lands, who is too old, but with the passage of time, some of the exiles have died of old age, but this old man still sits on the wooden chair in front of the door of the Lost Lands, as if he will never leave.

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The silver-robed old man stood up suddenly, and the light of the holy light stretched his black figure to the roots of the Canaan wood.

"That child is in the lost land, and if I hand him over, will you practice what you call mercy? ”

"No way. ”

Sabel shook her head, compared to Blue Moon's cold arrogance, she belonged to a woman who was warm to the point of blazing.

"A seed of sin cannot be traded with a castle of sin at all, and as the lair of kings in the city of chaos, there is no need for the Lost Lands to exist. ”

Her tone was very resolute, so resolute that the old man in the silver robe was faintly displeased, and the old man said in a deep voice:

"In other words, there is no room for negotiation, because your goal is not the last seed of hope for the Max family, but for the destruction of the entire chaotic capital. ”

"It's not that there is no room, it's that you don't qualify. ”

Shabel sneered, thirteen black shadows flew out from behind her, and the monstrous killing intent filled the void in an instant, and none of the thirteen evildoers were mages, all of them belonged to the same swordsman.

Of course, in the gladiatorial arena, time is of the essence, and whoever can kill the opponent the fastest is the winner, and compared to other classes, the wise mage is still not suitable for the bloody and dark gladiatorial arena.

The silver-robed old man was silent, the thirteen evildoers were not a big challenge to him, however, the real crisis did not appear at all.

"The black castle that has fallen apart, it turns out that demons have all kinds of boring emotions like humans. ”

The old man's words were confusing, but the thirteen evildoers didn't care too much, their only goal was to live, no, to get out!

You must know that although there are few sinners who can get out of the chaotic capital, there are still hundreds of people from ancient times to the present, maybe more, without exception, the part of the sinners who go out is amazing in the Eternal Continent, and they have experienced the baptism of death, and it is difficult to be ordinary.

"Kill! for the light!"

A sinner's face was hideous, the crescent moon sword flickered coldly, and his fighting spirit was as cold as an abyssal ice cave.

Thirteen fearless figures rushed towards the location of the silver-robed old man like a tide, and at this moment, they had already given up their fear.

"Blue Moon, go. ”

The woman sneered, glanced lightly at the blue-haired woman with an ethereal aura behind her, and said, "Kill the Lost Enchantress, and the City of Chaos will lose its only spiritual leader." ”

Flames rise, heat rushes into the sky, and a crimson streamer rushes into the lost land in the chaos!

Immediately, a cold cold light also rose, and as the flame streamer stepped into the lost place, the silver-robed old man seemed to lose his mind for a moment, and when he saw that a sinner's long sword was about to be inserted into his head, he showed a strange smile, stared at the long sword that had gradually stopped, and said slowly:

"A clergyman of the Sevenfold Rank, and a girl with 'ice blood' in her veins, the little demon queen carrying their heads, maybe it will inspire the last fighting spirit of those exiles, of course, if that kid dares to stand up, everything will be much easier. ”

After saying that, the silver-robed old man suddenly sighed, lightly tapped the head of the evil man who had been still in front of him, and said, "Vatican, how many of you terrible guys are still hiding in the dark this time?"

The old man shook his head, turned around, and sat down on the wooden chair, and the little inn suddenly became silent, the distant war was burning, and the knights were roaring, but there was not the slightest noise to be heard here, as if the Lost Land had become a world of its own.

The thirteen sinners stood stunned, their faces still retaining their distinctive expressions from the previous moment.

Stunned, hopeful, hideous, bloodthirsty.

"Click. ”

A crisp cracking sound was like a death funeral song, the old man smiled bitterly, and before he knew it, there were several more bones of the dead in front of the door of the Lost Land.

"Having lived in the City of Chaos for too long, the rules of darkness have eroded my soul, and it's no wonder that my strength will be suppressed by the rules of light. ”

The silver-robed old man stared at the crescent moon knife that had turned into iron powder, revealing an expression of sudden realization.

At the top of the firmament, the winged angel smiled and looked down on all life and death.

In contrast to the grandeur and sacredness of the holy light, the dim colors of the kerosene lamps always evoked sadness, and in such a dim light, a dark-haired boy sat quietly cross-legged on a woolen bed, a strange look blooming in his inky pupils.

Attic.

"The initial magic of chain wisdom, the Mystery Steal, which is magic from ancient civilizations capable of changing combinations of magical spells chanted by other mages for their own use, terrifying. ”

Li Laifu muttered, he had a long dream, dreaming of seven towering magic beacons, seven kinds of brilliant mystical magic light reflecting the clouds in a mystery, and seven humanoid beings in elemental robes looking down on him, if the memory was not confused, the look in the eyes of those creatures was called 'fear'.

When he awoke, he remembered many things, including the fact that he had used his power to kill an exile mage, which had once been a dream luxury.

"It's, it's the first day!"

Li Laifu suddenly lost his voice and roared, he remembered that there was a powerful fellow who said that if he didn't see his head on the third day, he would destroy the entire chaotic capital.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Li Laifu suddenly felt a burning sensation, as if he was surrounded by flames, and then there was a female voice full of surprise.

"The child of the Max family, Emory the Bard, is an unexpected surprise. ”

At the same time, a mournful cry suddenly rang out from the chaotic city.

"The streets of the 'Fallen' have been breached, and the heads of the last remaining exiles have been hung on the tips of the guns of the knights!"

"Where's Charles, the king of the fallen streets, who fled without saying a word?"

The screams of grief were filled with endless despair, and several of the sinners let out a roar before they died, and they saw with their own eyes that one of the ancient streets of the City of Chaos was burning, and several old men were reduced to pieces under the killing spirit of the blonde knight.

Originally, they had seen hope.

Three unsightly knights stopped the blonde knight, who was even more terrible than a demon, but then the three knights suddenly disappeared, and to be precise, the three of them seemed to have received some order, and they all tore open a magic scroll and left the place.

The murderous aura of the killing army became more solemn, and the smoke rushed to the top of the sky, if it was in the hot sun, the smoke ignited by this burst of war might still fascinate the eyes of the god of light.

The sound of the priest's blessing and the cry beside the ruins of the black castle were intertwined, although it was sad, but it had to be said that the black castle in the deepest part of the three streets was peaceful now, after all, so far, no knight of light had been able to reach that cursed place.

"Such a familiar force. ”

Li Laifu whispered to himself, and the red fire element in his pupils suddenly became stronger than the light of the other elements.

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