"It seems that Maltz has succeeded, dear Archmage Agnes, allow me to offer you the best wishes of the night!"

Andlek felt the fluctuations of magic emanating from the inside of the Dragon's Sleep Treasury as if some powerful being had awakened, and a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he reached out and snapped his fingers.

In the southeast corner of the slum, Pierre Renner, who is celebrating the New Year with his family, raises his wooden wine glass and asks his sister to pour herself another glass of low-grade rum from the industrial park's distillery.

Although he did not pass the test of the New Army to become a soldier of the New Army, Peel was also an employee of a textile factory, so this year's New Year was still several times more moisturized than in previous years, and Peel grinned drunken as he looked at the smiles on the faces of his family.

But in the next moment, it seemed that the strength of the low-grade rum came up, and Peel suddenly felt a whole world turn in his mind and stomach, and just as he was about to suppress this desire to vomit, he saw his parents, sister, and brother all fall to the ground one by one with painful expressions on their faces, and let out a painful wail.

Immediately afterwards, Peel also felt a terrible and evil force invade his body, as if it was about to tear his whole body apart, causing his thoughts to suddenly become confused, and he unconsciously wailed because of the pain.

The streets around the Peel family, and even the entire Grey Anchor neighborhood, were in the same situation, and the cheerful atmosphere was gone, replaced by fainter wails.

Grim white lights and shadows flew out of the humble house along the evil magic power, and if you looked closely, you could see that those lights and shadows were actually the figures of the lake, but their faces were full of pain and resentment, and they couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.

"Necromancer's Soul Extraction Circle?! Or is it such a large scale? What's going on?!

」

In the tower of the Mage's Guild, President Fermi Yin Lan looked in the direction of the slum with a shocked expression, muttered to himself in disbelief, and then immediately began to contact some key people with teleportation.

Xia Lin, who was commanding the new army in the Colin family manor, also felt this terrifying magic fluctuation, and after discovering that it was an incident that happened in the slums, his face suddenly showed a solemn and worried look.

And at the center of the incident, when Archmage Gladys was about to appease the ancestor of the Sassen Empire with the few words he only knew about dragons, countless white shadows suddenly emerged from the purple orb that was integrated into the dragon crystal, slowly turning into black and purple traces in the amber dragon crystal, as if eroding this dragon crystal.

"These reptilian tricks!

Actually delusional to control the great Lenasis Clumberwell!

」

The female voice, presumably from the soul of the giant dragon Crombowell, suddenly shouted angrily in Sassen, and a dazzling golden light emanated from the dragon crystal, and at the same time, a blonde golden boy female phantom also appeared on the dragon crystal, angrily trying to expel the strange beads that had been integrated into the dragon crystal from her body.

"Your Highness Linasis!"

However, Gladys's worried gaze and continuous spell attempts, those terrifying black and purple lines quickly spread out within the dragon crystal.

"What the hell did you do?!"

Archmage Agnes sensed the abnormality inside the Dragon's Sleep Treasury and said angrily to the strange necromancer.

"It's simple, Archmage Agnes, I just want the dragon crystal and the bones of the great golden dragon!"

Andlek continued to cast all kinds of strange spells, but they were easily and accurately resolved by Archmage Agnes with the prophecy of the six-ring spell counter with the protection spell.

Agnes used the spell to counter the attack spells that the magic torrent that was successfully cast, and the attack spells that were accelerated by the successful casting were also no threat to Andleke, and she had to focus on continuously summoning elemental creatures and casting protective spells against the terrifying death knights.

"Boom! It's over, Archmage Agnes!"

With Ann

Drake's words sent a terrible vibration from the Dragon's Sleep Vault, as if something was about to awaken from its slumber.

And in the Aran Hall, Emperor Pulit also suddenly felt a terrible heart, he covered his chest in pain, and slowly fell to the ground under the panicked looks of the princess Dorothea and several princes, ministers and attendants.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!

」

"Father?! Father?!"

"Court Physician, what's going on!

」

The palace minister of Fosk immediately summoned the physician who was on standby near the Aran Hall and asked angrily.

"Your Excellency, this ...... It's not our problem, our potions are just helping His Majesty Pulit feel a little better, and it's the court alchemists who really help His Majesty suppress the curse!"

Several court physicians explained with sad faces.

"Where is the court alchemist now? You! Hurry up and inform them!"

The Fosk palace minister figured out the key to this, and immediately pointed to a panicked attendant and gave the order.

"Kalala!"

Suddenly, there was a violent tremor in the Aran Hall, and everyone couldn't help but raise their heads to look at the ceiling of the Aran Hall, fortunately, all the palaces in the Dragon Sleeping Palace were reinforced by spells, and this shaking did not make this palace that gathered most of the high-level of the empire show signs of collapse.

Just when everyone was breathing a sigh of relief, a shout of killing suddenly came from outside the Aran Hall, but it subsided after a while, and then an unexpected figure of them, surrounded by heavily armed knights, walked into the hall from a corridor outside the Aran Hall:

"Fosk Palace, don't be in vain, my father is tortured by a curse, and he can only survive on the dragon crystal left by the golden dragon, which has simply lost the face of our Akhlica royal family, isn't it a good thing to let him be relieved now?"

"What did you say?! Prince Fairmode, did you do all this?!

」

Through the words of Prince Fairmode, the palace minister of Fosk immediately understood the reason for the curse of Emperor Plitt and asked angrily.

"No, that's what we did, Miyako...... No, it should be said that it is His Excellency the Prime Minister of the former palace!"

The Earl of Hutt, who was in the crowd on the side, also stood up, and said to those present with an unconcealable smile on his face:

"Now that the palace is full of troops loyal to Prince Fairmode, you ministers and officials, do you want to accompany His Majesty Pulit to the River Styx tonight? Or do you choose to offer your loyalty and strength to us and help us usher in a new era?"

"Reverse ...... Rebel!"

Emperor Plit, who was still a little conscious, lay in the arms of the princess Dorothea, looked sadly at his eldest son, who was a little strange, and rebuked him, and the black-purple lines had crawled up his cheeks like some kind of living reptile, making him look pained and hideous.

The princess Dorothea immediately whispered the teleportation technique with a solemn expression, and sent the changes that had occurred in the court to Viscount Hart and Xia Lin, so that they could start planning immediately.

"Your Highness Fairmode, don't you know that His Majesty Pulit has always supported you? At tonight's banquet, His Majesty would have announced that you would be the crown prince!"

Fauske's face was full of disappointment and sorrow, and he said to Prince Fairmode.