Far away from the small town of Kabul and the Abomination Mountains, the kingdom of Tustin seems to be a little stormy, and the waves that rise when it is falling in the wind and rain seem to cross the long and bumpy road, and the ripples have a faint tendency to spread to the chaotic capital.

The tranquility of the black land has always been just a goblet in the hands of the poor, and the pity smile of the imperial aristocracy is nothing more than a luxury that is exaggerated to the point of hypocrisy, but it is worth mentioning that since the black castle took action to sanction the terrible winged angel, many ignorant criminals have reappeared with rampant smiles, and only a few well-informed exiles, after seeing the half-cut dry bone staff flee from the land in a hurry before it is about to shatter, the already frowning brow looks even tighter, and the vicissitudes of life are also full of bitterness。

Now, the holy flame has not been extinguished in the land of sin, the tragedy of the bleak has given birth to an inexplicable sadness in the hearts of many people, the three streets buried with sin and blood are quite a bit messy and dilapidated after the war, but except for a limited number of older generation of exiles who still have the courage to look up at the black castle in the distance with a smile on their faces, there are more mysterious figures galloping in the dark night, and the forces hidden in the chaotic capital have begun to prepare, the arrival of the winged angel is a disaster for them, the first time there may be a black castle or the protection of other ancient places, but no one can guarantee whether the next holy war will come as suddenly as death, because on the Eternal Continent, nothing is impossible.

It is still the capital of chaos that has been criticized and humiliated by the world.

A few withered Canaan trees stood around the black castle with great difficulty, like the night watchmen of the Empire, silently maintaining stability and harmony.

The burning of the Holy Flame did not make these tenacious creatures wither, on the contrary, this divine and incomparably light power seemed to purify the foul air unique to the chaotic city a lot, and these Canaanite trees, which represent peace, seemed to grow much stronger in the night.

As a holy place in the chaotic capital, the black castle naturally cannot be peaceful and calm, because these two precious and incomparably luxurious enjoyment are fundamentally contrary to its existence value, not to mention that no one has forgotten that after the inexplicable fall of the winged angel, there is a rickety figure in the depths of the dark castle also appeared, and many people noticed that the rickety figure seemed to disappear under the light of darkness, as if with a very small child into this crazy mysterious castle

Even if you see it, you don't dare to desecrate it easily, the Holy Land of Heresy is so domineering that no one has ever had the courage to step into the depths of the Black Castle, because all kinds of notorious demons circulating in the bard's mouth can find their prototypes in the City of Chaos.

'Devil's Lair'

Words like these are the evaluations of the chaotic capital cities on the Eternal Continent that claim to have a glorious civilization, and of course, the dictators of those capitals are all short men who are uneducated and unskilled, and like to look down on others.

For both the exiles and the wicked, their mouths and eyes are always in tune, and the scene inside the black castle is almost like the "Vatican Church in the Night" and "the glory of the corner" under their rather optimistic rendering, and as for the skill called "Hearts and Mouths", some of the former nobles of the kingdom and now black exiles have been completely abandoned.

In fact, no one can imagine that in the depths of the black castle is a noble mansion with extreme luxury

Li Laifu's ink-colored pupils contained a trace of unprecedented depth, two golden soul fires rippled in them like stars, and nine mysterious magic patterns surrounded him like elves, even if this body didn't seem to have anything to do with Wei'an, it also carried wisps of supreme aura.

His dark eyes were slightly raised, and there was a faint flicker of fierceness, and his deep voice forgot the humility and politeness that a nobleman should have.

"It is already my supreme gift to stand up and speak to you as equals. ”

Li Laifu's non-negotiable tone and unruly face seemed to be three points stronger than the arrogant Sage Osiris a moment ago, and the long black hair that followed the customs of the locals looked so harmonious in the death Jedi in the eyes of countless people, and in addition to arrogance in his indifferent posture, there was also a trace of imperceptible jealousy, even the god of Vesar did not dare to ignore the ancient existence in the depths of the black castle, which he did not expect when he sighed in the long river of years that this was just an inferior era.

"We have taken your face to heart. ”

This is a very vicissitudes of voice, the low and hoarse tone seems to be the murmur of an old man who is about to die in despair, and the truth does not disappoint, on the opposite side of Li Laifu, no, the god of Wiesal, an old man wearing a two-horned crown slowly stood up from the throne that had lost most of its brilliant gold, and his trembling body made people wonder if he would suddenly fall to the ground after a long sigh, but fortunately, the staff that was clenched with both hands was more slender than his rickety body was enough to support this old body that had been squandered for countless years, and under the light of a mysterious magic, the old man walked in front of Li Laifu。

The old eyes with a few strands of blood in the withered yellow stared at the child in front of him, and the down-and-out appearance should have made people feel pity, but the unknown horn-shaped crown on his head was flying at this time, and the vibrant green light looked so beautiful, and the old man's wrinkled face suddenly revealed an expression of sudden realization.

"I see, I see, magic wisdom accompanies me on my way, and there are such incredible creatures in the world. ”

The tip of the staff in the old man's hand was like a knight's spear, and there seemed to be a little cold light in the sharpness, and under the cold light, there was a crystal ball with a whole body that was slowly rotating, and a circle of cumbersome magic waves slowly spread.

Li Laifu smiled indifferently, as if he was very satisfied with the old man's abrupt shock and fear of retreating step by step, and his voice still carried the arrogance of leaving a bottom line.

"Can we begin the negotiation? maybe, I can call you, stupid boy. ”

The old man nodded and said, "As long as that miserable soul can't hear, see, or perceive, we can try to get everything you need." ”

Li Laifu's smile was very deep, and even a little mockery and disdain were spreading, his pupils burning with golden flames in his ink color turned imperceptibly, gently swept over the eight golden thrones placed behind the old man, and said softly: "A sad and weak soul, I believe you will not take it to heart, not to mention, in addition to the ancient carrion corpse and your enlightening lamp of the magical ocean, you still have six slightly strong existences that have not appeared." ”

"Yes, you have the wisdom of the eyes, but you have forgotten that we are just a corner of the Eternal Continent, and that there is no end to the dust and even the larger grains of sand in the entire vast world. ”

The god of Vesar gasped, but Li Laifu's immature face showed a look of shock on his face that was 'weathered'.

"What do you need, strong?"

The old man's rickety body suddenly straightened, and his withered yellow eyes looked squarely at the child in front of him.

"The Inferior Era, or a civilization that cannot be determined, is in this continent of the 'Bright Era', I am really more and more interested. ”

The god of Vesar didn't answer the question, and he didn't know where to find a gold coin, put it in his hand, and looked indifferent.

'Bell'

There was a crisp sound of gold coins falling, and the gold coin decorated with angel motifs swirled a few times on the demon carpet of the black castle, and then lay quietly on it.

The god of Vesar was stunned, and the fiery golden flames in his pitch-black pupils seemed to have dimmed a lot at this moment.

The angel gold coin of the Eternal Continent, impartial, happened to fall in the center of the demon carpet.

There, one of the pupils of a black-winged three-eyed demon was obscured by this adorable thing.