Somewhere on the border of Leighton Heights

The white snow, falling like feathers, piled up on the ground, layer upon layer, showed no signs of melting.

On the white snow, there were scarlet and blood-colored corpse limbs everywhere, staining the white red pieces in pieces.

In the middle of the corpse, two confrontational figures were standing panting, one was a handsome man covered in pitch black, the other was wearing a blood-red robe, short stature, and Zhou Sheng was surrounded by red blood.

"Turin, do you have any last words to leave behind?" the blood-colored figure sneered.

"Last words?" the black man tilted his head, revealing Turin's handsome and bewitching face.

In the gloomy gray sky, large groups of black and white dots were shuttling and colliding with each other, and from time to time there was a sound of self-detonation in the distance. It was the Alliance's White-Armored Bird and the Black Witch Tower's Wyvern Black Eagle at war.

From a distance, it looks like a small dot the size of a sesame dot, but in fact it is a giant bird that is more than three meters tall each. It is a veritable weapon of war.

Turin didn't care at all whether the Bedolia in front of him would sneak attack, and looked up at the sky quietly.

"Blood Bedolia, you're going to ambush my elite team right here, someone should have revealed information to you, right?" he said slowly.

"Are you stalling for time? It's useless, the Alliance forces here have retreated, and this area is now within the reach of my Dark Witch Tower. Bedolia's scarlet eyes were like two clotted blood clots, and the blood light around her body became thicker and thicker. "The more you delay, the more time you wait, and when my men arrive, you won't have the last chance again. ”

"So what?" said Turin chuckled. "Are you less injured than I am?

"It only takes a few days for my eyes to recover, or it's not difficult to just change my eyes. Bedolia shouted coldly during the interview. "It's not clear what you're procrastinating, but you don't have a chance anyway. ”

"Then come and kill me. Turin said lightly, his arms outstretched, unguarded. "After more than 500 years of living, I'm almost tired of it. ”

The more he did this, the more Bedolia did not dare to act rashly. That's it just two times in a row. He was used by Turin with that so-called Sith rune, and his soul was drained twice at the moment of attack, and he lost an eye once. Now that he is blind in both eyes, although he replaces his vision with mental power scanning, his strength has also been greatly affected.

Now this guy is doing it again. Bedolia hesitated. Before I figured out how that Sith rune was. He didn't dare to act rashly.

And even now seeing Turin in this posture again, he felt a little furious in his heart.

"Turin, you and I were once figures of our time, and you don't have to bury your centuries of hard work for the sake of so-called hypocritical peace! Together with the mighty Dark Witch Tower, you will never be at the bottom with your strength. It's much better than the current situation of losing your life in embarrassment. Die for all that disgusting, hypocritical, and filthy stuff, that's your true will?"

Turin laughed.

"At the beginning, I suggested that the leader kill you directly, but unfortunately the leader at that time did not listen to me. Otherwise, it's your turn to speak. It's a pity that Layla took some of the people to the underground. I was the only one who really decided to follow the leader. Otherwise, how could the situation have developed to this state?"

"Just for an ethereal foresight, the future has countless branches, Turin. The power of the bell is strong enough to influence the future. Bedolia said coldly.

"Perhaps, from the very beginning of my decision to follow the original leader, I have never regretted it, since I have decided, regret is a waste of time. Whatever the outcome, it's up to you. It is necessary to have the consciousness to bear the consequences of this decision. Turin's face was slightly confused, as if he remembered something, and there was a hint of tenderness in his eyes. "From the moment my sister told me this before she died, I had already decided that I would never regret it. ”

Not far away, in the wind and snow, there were faint sounds of hurried footsteps and the roar of wild beasts.

Turin smiled. Slowly pulled a long dagger with a curved silver blue blade from his thigh. There was a hint of calmness and relief on his face.

"Bedoria, it won't be so easy for you to come to see my leader soon. He said meaningfully.

Somehow, Bedolia suddenly felt a chill all over her body.

"Damn it!

Behind him, a large group of black-armored wizards rode around on giant beasts, their eyes glowing blood-red.

Gap in the fairy world

Towering brown trees stand in the middle of the interstitial world.

The huge dark green canopy of trees flows white streams of water. Like a white horse, the horses flow vertically into the abyss below the giant tree.

These currents meander deep into the branches of the leaves. I couldn't see the source clearly, as if it was the secretion of the giant tree itself. Some of the water fell down the gaps in the branches, splashing white mist.

The air was moist and cold, with the occasional crisp birdsong coming from the branches, and a few little black finches chasing and playing around the giant tree.

Everything seemed eerily quiet and peaceful.

The giant trees are covered with dense brown wooden windowsills. In front of a round-arched window sill at the top of the top.

An old silver bat is quietly folding its wings and standing on a windowsill, looking out at the peaceful forest around it.

"Teacher, Minister Khadivan's reply has arrived. In the study behind the old bat, a round yellow egg lifted his glasses and said in a deep voice.

The egg was the size of a palm, had limbs and a human face, and wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He was standing on his desk, with a snow-white leather roll pressed under his feet.

"Take it. The old bat said lightly.

"Yes. Brother Egg nodded, and his whole body shook.

As soon as the words fell, lines of handwriting suddenly appeared on the blank leather roll he stepped on.

The egg kicked with one foot and immediately kicked the document out of the air, wafting the old bat on the windowsill.

The old bat flicked its wings and easily caught the document. When he glanced at it, his face suddenly became ugly.

"Sure enough," he sighed, and the document in his hand automatically disappeared into a silver dot of light. "I didn't approve of this war in the first place, if it wasn't for the strong support of those old immortals in the White Witch Tower, we wouldn't have fallen into this embarrassing situation. Now the situation is completely in the hands of those dukes. We basically have no command in the Ministry of Witchcraft. ”

"What are you worried about?" said a cold glow flashed across the egg mirror. "The arrival of the Dream Shadow King is a fact, and the Alliance can't stop us. ”

"For some reason, we have deviated from our original purpose. Originally, it was just a simple return to the wizarding world. The old bat said calmly, "Since when have the wizards of the empire begun to be influenced by the fairy kings and have lost their true hearts. ”

"Teacher, you are always so kind. The Minister of Reform has given you the upper hand this time, and you have no intention of fighting back?" asked the egg.

"Fight back?" the old bat turned and smiled, the bat's smile looking a little more like a sinister grin. "I have submitted a letter of intent to the Empire. I've been cleaned anyway. ”

At the main altar of Leighton Heights

In the gray sky, the golden giant bird and two other powerful figures with terrifying breaths were suspended.

The three of them were facing a semicircular white altar on the ground, with a faint golden terrifying transparent ripple lingering on their bodies.

All the golden ripples were concentrated on the golden giant bird, which quickly condensed into a golden crown above its head.

The giant bird has four wings on its back, and a white line on its back connects to the top of its head.

The most bizarre thing is that the black shadow cast on the ground by this golden giant bird is not a bird type, but a hideous monster similar to a flying dragon.

"Demon Dragon Prince, I didn't expect you to be the Demon Dragon Prince. ”

On the white altar on the ground, three tall black figures stood with their hands in their hands.

Standing at the back in the middle was a man dressed as a nobleman, wearing a long white waist-length wig, and his arms, thighs, and chest were bulging high, as if the black gorgeous aristocratic service was about to be shattered at any moment.

The man was more than four meters tall, and his clothes had the feel of a black trench coat, with the hem hanging down behind his knees and silver lace.

"When we first met, I was Duke Miste, and I was now the commander-in-chief of the Legion of the Dark Witch Tower. ”

The white altar behind him was semicircular, with five petal marks evenly arranged on it. Arranged in a fan pattern.

Three of the imprints have lit up with blue fluorescence.

"Three of the five sub-altars have already been prepared. I'm also guarded by two Legion Commanders. Demon Dragon, you are depressed and have no chance. Duke Miste said lightly.

"Opportunity?" the golden giant bird in the sky laughed, and its voice was like that of a high-pitched woman. "Aren't there two more that haven't been activated? That's enough time. All the low-level beings around have been expelled and left, now let's see if the three of you are strong, or the three of us will win. ”

"I'd like to see what the legendary terrifying dragons are capable of!" Mister sneered and pulled out a pair of black leather gloves and slowly put them on.

Behind him, a huge white snake composed of white smoke slowly emerged, and the white snake hissed and quickly coiled Mieste inside, looking up at the giant bird in the sky.

"Secret art, immortal smoke!" Mister let out a low cry, and the white smoke giant snake suddenly swelled, from the original diameter of one meter, to quickly grow into two, three, ten, and twenty meters!!

It was not until the body of the giant serpent completely surrounded and protected the entire altar with a diameter of thirty meters and a length of hundreds of meters that it stopped growing and expanding.

The other two legion commanders glanced at each other, and at the same time flew out, turning into two black lines, and slammed into the giant bird in the sky. The air was faintly filled with the beast's dying wail. (To be continued)

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