Max Emery.

It was a name he had almost forgotten, and on a bloody night, it was a majestic bard read in the epic and legendary tone of the old viscount Gowlett.

That night was stormy, night and light were pitting for tat at the top of the sky, and two extreme colors occupied the entire Eternal Continent.

A baby descends into the world with curious black eyes, and Max Emery's legendary life officially begins.

His identity was revealed in the first place?

Li Laifu was silent, and the shock in his heart could no longer be hidden, but even so, only the slightly open corners of his mouth were the only flaws in this child.

"How do you know where I came from, from the moment I stepped into the City of Chaos, I have repeatedly told myself that I need to forget all my sad past, or that the Kamel family is simply a lackey of the Church of Light. ”

In addition to the Elde Cathedral, Li Laifu really can't think of that big force will target him everywhere, even if it is the royal family that controls the pattern of the Tustin Kingdom, it will not blatantly do some 'cunning rabbit death, lackey cooking' thing, not to mention that in the Tustin Kingdom, the Max family still has a little right to speak, at least Li Laifu once remembered that the old butler mentioned it if nothing, and now some big people in the top of the Tustin royal family are friends with the previous head of the Max family.

It seems that there is also a great mage with an exclusive coat of arms, you know, this kind of combat power is an existence that cannot be ignored in any kingdom.

The blood-colored eyes of the lost enchantress seemed to contain an aura of non-anger and self-authority, and with a slight glance, the white-haired man smiled helplessly and stepped aside, and he had lost his qualifications to participate in the next thing.

"The Max family, one of the most glorious knight families in the Tustin Kingdom, little one, have you forgotten the most basic aristocratic etiquette?"

The forged gold boots knocked on the rotten floor, and a sharp sound seemed to hit Li Laifu's ears, and there was still some natural temptation in the orchid-like body fragrance of the enchantress, and this strange temptation was permeating Li Laifu's nasal cavity.

The enchantress slowly approached Li Laifu, her snow-white long legs looking extremely beautiful in the dim kerosene light.

"Answer my question first, Emory, what have you been through on this day, the change that has made me even a little daunted. ”

The two corpses lay quietly on the floor of the Lost Lands, while the author of it all stared up solemnly at some 'choppy' place.

The Enchantress's face was calm, and the evil aura of charm and charm seemed to sink in her eyes, because she knew that the two corpses at her feet were notorious and great evildoers in their lifetimes, and they were definitely not something that some nobles could deal with.

For a long time, Li Laifu trembled faintly in his heavy sigh, not because of fear, but because the flame of male instinct was burning, lost enchantress, red face and troubled water, buried the demon face of an era, these inexplicable words have been connected together in his mind.

"Time has changed me. ”

Li Laifu whispered, sat down lightly on a wooden chair, and stared at the flickering kerosene lamp.

The flames flew like moths, and despite being bound by the kerosene wick, and despite knowing that they were going to perish, they were still burning unyieldingly.

The so-called bravery, perhaps also the shadow of stupidity.

"So fast?"

"Yes, it's not fast, sometimes it only takes a second, and the living life is gone. ”

Li Laifu thought of Osiris, the terrible guy from the Wisar civilization, who was able to desecrate the majesty of the power of time, and in this way re-stepped into the peak posture of his time, he was definitely the master of his time.

But it's a pity that he is as powerful as him, amazing, and still difficult to escape the sanctions, and after getting the glory, he ushered in eternal death.

"The winged angel has nothing to do with you. ”

The lost demon queen suddenly changed her words, her tone was cold, and there seemed to be a breath of death in her blood-colored eyes that suddenly overflowed, making Li Laifu fall into the ice cave.

"It's okay, he hit me"

Someone muttered in his heart, but did not show the slightest abnormality, just shook his head vigorously, and two dim lights were reflected in his wide innocent black eyes.

"I passed out at the foot of the black castle, and when I woke up, everything was gone. ”

Li Laifu's tone was not good, the woman in front of him was not a noble lady in the Tustin Kingdom who spit out turbulent waves with a mouth, if possible, he would not want to deal with such a terrifying species in his life.

"Indeed, your breath vanished at the foot of the black castle, and then suddenly appeared again. ”

The Enchantress nodded, and the forged gold boots gently kicked the two cold corpses under her feet, and said, "On the day you got lost in the Black Castle, a lot of interesting things can happen in the City of Chaos. ”

As if deliberately, the enchantress bit the two meaningful words 'lost' very hard, and the bloody eyes staring at Li Laifu also showed a depth that did not match her apparent age, but someone turned a deaf ear to this subtle change, and had seen countless mysterious and mysterious anecdotes in the long river of time, and the magic mark carved by the god of Visal in this child had not completely dissipated, and Li Laifu had completely departed from the laughter of everyone in the Tustin Kingdom in the past. The shadow of the wandering dust, whether it is the Diao people who came out of the poor mountains and bad waters, or the aristocratic heirs who walked out of the Max Knight family, all faintly reveal the signs of perseverance that can still thrive in the wind and rain.

Even the exiled mage with the 'Scarlet Eye' crest would not be able to suppress this child with his soul, let alone the Lost Enchantress who had not yet stepped into his peak state.

The silence between the two did not make the atmosphere so oppressive, but under the strange gaze of the white-haired man standing behind the enchantress, the gaze of the two became more and more subtle, and the dim light set off the side faces of the two with a touch of ancient oil painting color, in such a beautiful scene, as a woman, the enchantress finally had to show softness in advance.

"The Spatial Magic Array in the City of Chaos has always been quiet, but on the day you got lost, there were a lot of people who shouldn't have stepped into this land, most of them were powerful knights with a calm breath like mountains, some ethereal mages, and some creatures of other races, their arrival made the City of Chaos a lot more lively. ”

Li Laifu's heart suddenly burst when he heard this, sure enough, the pursuit of those bastards was still persevering, and it was difficult to escape, the three 'half-bladed' organizations from the Tolia Killer Guild in the Abomination Mountain Range were just desserts before the feast, and the real blood and killing had just begun.

"The Marques family's enemies in the Tustin royal family, the Clown of Light in Elder Cathedral, and the maggot killers who can only live in the dark, finally can't bear to show up? ”

A cold light flashed in Li Laifu's pitch-black pupils, and he disappeared immediately.

The Lost Enchantress suddenly beckoned to him lightly and motioned for him to follow, and Li Laifu was silent, following her to a dark corner somewhere in the Lost Land.

"May there be no more killing in hell. ”

The white-haired man smiled, and a white orchid bloomed quietly between his fingers.

"Go ahead. ”

The white orchid was flawless, flying like an elf, and finally found a quiet place to rest, resting on the chest of one of the corpses, blood stained white, petals swaying.

Is the final battle coming?

The snow is misty, and it has fallen on the chaotic capital, and the eternal continent with the four seasons seems to have fallen into an eternal winter.

Outside the Lost Lands, smoke flew through the sky and drifted over the black castle, where some smiled, some sighed, some wailed, and in the distance there were dragons groaning and exiled mages muttering prayers.

The silver-robed old man stared at the black pipe in his hand, and the murmur of the night elves turned to melancholy.

The town of Kabul lost its peace, and a procession of knights covered in glory roared, scars and spirits bloomed together, and an old guard's blue-patterned spear wept in the sun.

The ups and downs of Tustin never stopped, and on this day, the bell of the Elder Cathedral rang nine times, which in the era meant the advent of holy war.

Later minstrels, who said it was a harbinger of the rise and fall of the Age of Light.