A few hours ago, outside the holy mist of Fuguang Island.

Dozens of Kamavia's densely packed warships carry thousands of troops across the Eternal Sea.

On the main ship, the Iron Rider, Hecarim stood at the bow of the ship, slashing the neck of an innocent sailor captured from the Anaconda Islands and kicking him into the sea, a look of pleasure and cruelty flashing across his face.

The deck beneath Hecarim's feet was already stained with blood, proving that this was not the first person he had killed.

"Lord Hecarim." An old, deep voice rang out behind Hecarim.

Hecarim's expression suddenly converged, frowning, squinting and turning his head to look.

Wrinkled, sunken eyes, and barely smiling, the counselor, Nuño Nekrit, walked over with a hunched body.

"Lord Nekrit."

Hecarim nodded in acknowledgement, slipped his bloody saber back into its scabbard, and waved his hand casually, and the few Iron Order soldiers beside him retreated.

He glanced past the old man, at the chariot parked on the upper deck, and then withdrew his gaze to meet Necrit's cloudy eyes.

"Well, have you found a way to break through this fog?"

Nekrit shook his head, "I've tried several magical artifacts, and I've probably analyzed that the energy of this mist is arcane energy in nature, so I can't do anything about it for the time being. ”

He paused for a moment, then added, "I remember a magic item that dispelled the fog, though...... It is a companion to the once-lost Lord Michael and is hidden deep in the vault of Kamavia. ”

"What do you mean...... Michael's Crucible? Hecarim frowned.

Most of Kamavia's treasures, although they were ostensibly believed by the charlatans, were given to them as treasures, thus overdrawing the national power accumulated for thousands of years.

In reality, however, most of the charlatans were arranged by Hecarim to steal the treasures of the royal capital Alovedra to the Iron Keep, the territory of him and the Iron Order.

Among them, there is the former treasure of Kamavia, the legendary magic bell that can remove all curses - Michael's Crucible.

"That magical item can channel spiritual magic from the spirit realm, and it reacts strangely with arcane energy, and if I had it, I think I would have been able to open the fog."

Nekrit seemed to be hinting at something, but from his usual stern face, Hecarim couldn't see through his true thoughts.

The old fox who is half-cut into the ground!

Hecarim cursed in his heart.

Nekrit had always seen what the Iron Order was doing, but the patriarch of the two dynasties, who had served the royal family of Hejayari for decades, turned a blind eye to their actions.

Hecarim didn't know which side the old guy was on, but keeping him was definitely a threat to his future rule.

Suppressing the killing intent in his heart, still smiling gently on his face, Hecarim said: "I have ordered the Iron Regiment to bring all the remaining magic items in the treasury, and if Lord Nekrit needs it, I will immediately send my subordinates to the Swift Crab to find them." ”

Nekrith nodded, "Did Lord Hekarim get a word out of those Python Islands sailors?" ”

"There is no news from the first 27 people, and I don't have hope for the remaining ones."

Then, Hekarim complimented: "It seems that if you want to enter Fuguang Island, you have to rely on Lord Nekrit." ”

Nekrit was silent, trampling on the blood on the ground to the boat, looking out at the towering haze in the distance.

"The dragon we brought here has been silent for a while."

Hecarim stood side by side with him, "Maybe it's already in the fog and on a killing spree." ”

"Perhaps." Nekrit glanced at Hekarim, "But if all the people of Fuguang Island are dead, we may not get the news of the Water of Life, if Your Majesty blames it......"

"Don't worry."

The corners of Hecarim's mouth curled into a nonchalant smile, and a fleeting bloodthirsty cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"The Iron Order will search every corner of their city."

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When the moon is in the sky, the sea breeze is gradually rising.

Tonight, the lonely and boundless Eternal Sea has been joined by the Kamavia fleet, and the atmosphere is a little more noisy.

On the Iron Rider, Nekrit stood at the bow of the ship, holding a golden bell about the size of a palm, engraved with intricate and wonderful patterns.

I heard that Fuguang Island is surrounded by magical mist, and outsiders can't enter it at all.

In order to plunder the island, Hecarim brought a considerable amount of the treasure "stolen" from the Kamavia treasury with him before leaving, and put it in a warehouse on the back of the swift crab beast.

Luckily, the "Michael's Crucible" that Nekrit needed was among the treasures.

Nekrit closed his eyes and stared, and the words came out of his mouth, but he didn't make a sound.

Within a moment, Nekrit opened his eyes suddenly, the cloudiness in his eyes was gone, and the blue light was dazzling, completely overshadowing the light of the torch.

He just stretched out his hand holding Michael's crucible and spread his palm, and the yellow bell itself was covered with blue-white light and suddenly rose into the air, cutting a dazzling tail mark in the dark night sky, like a meteor falling from the sky to mortal dust.

Nekrit took a sharp breath, and his left and right hands, which lit up with the same blue and white light, opened and closed widely, drawing an intricate pattern in front of him.

When the last stroke of the pattern is completed, I only hear a light and distant sound, as if the bell that is shaking in the depths of the soul rings crisply in the depths of the thick white mist.

Immediately after that, the holy mist in front of everyone's eyes seemed to be pulled from the middle to the sides by an invisible hand, directly tearing open a hole that was enough for dozens of Kamavia warships to pass through at the same time.

And the island of utopia that everyone longed for is close at hand.

There was a brief silence, and almost all the ship's crews let out an excited cheer, and they couldn't wait to conquer the fabled island.

Fayago, attracted by the sound of the soldiers of the Iron Order, had just stepped out of the Imperial Palace, and his eyes immediately widened, and ecstasy appeared on his face.

"Fukuko Island...... Water of Life! Isurd, you are saved! ”

He screamed like a child getting his own toy, and no one's excitement surpassed that of Foyego at this moment.

Then, Foyego immediately ran to the captain's side and grabbed him by the collar with both hands, "Quick! Right away! Pass my orders, let's land on the island!! ”

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At the same time that the Kamavia soldiers landed from the Ring Circle, almost all of the golems were activated from standby, as if they were connected to a wireless network to synchronize data, and they were facing Kamavia's army in unison.

Among the golems, the Kamavia Dragon, which had lost its voice in the afternoon, was impressively listed, but now it was almost devoid of flesh and blood, only a skeleton remained.

But the burning red light in the sunken eyes, and the pitch-black death and dark red glow of the scale armor skin that clinged to the keel, were enough to show that it was still in some unknown "active" state.

Seeing this scene, Hekarim and Nekrit, who had just stood on the flat ground, frowned together.

In the rear, dozens of Shu soldiers who followed Foyego carried the royal chariot to the flat ground and put it down.

Wearing a crown of halberds, a black cuirass, and a delicate purple and black king's robe, Foyego stepped out of the room deep in the palace and looked around

"Be careful, Your Majesty, those untouchables seem to have known in advance that we were coming, and specially arranged these magic golems to prevent you from obtaining the water of life!"

Hecarim had already mounted his black, heavily armed horses with iron-clad chain mail, wielding strange-looking curved blades and halberds, pacing back and forth in front of the Imperial Rim.

Nekrit climbed onto the chariot in the flesh of the army, stood beside Foyego, and shouted aloud to the scholar who was not seen in front of him, who was straight up:

"The Monarch of Kamavia, Kara Hejayari, Foyego Santiarul Morah, is here! My king is the wielder of Mu Qing, the blade of the king, the queen of the lion, the lord of the east, and the victor of the battle to storm the plains!

"Where is the king of your kingdom or the leader of the council when he comes to your island? Why don't you show up for the meeting soon?! ”

There was no response.

Foyego pushed Nekrit away and walked to the front of the royal chariot, with a gentle smile on his face, completely devoid of his previous gloom, like a gentleman who governs the country with a degree and is courteous.

"Honorable monarch or leader of the council, I am here today because of the world-famous virtue of your island, and I only ask that the masters do not hide it and teach generously!"

There is still only the golem and the undead bone dragon staring and waiting, and there is nothing else.

As the minutes ticked by, the smile on Foyego's face faded into an expression of panic and grief.

To everyone's surprise, he knelt directly in front of the conspicuous Shining Light Tower on the upper floor, his hands open, in a pleading gesture.

"Your Majesty! Never! ”

Nekrit was startled and immediately stepped forward to pull Foyego up, but was glared back by a cold look from him, shook his head and sighed and stepped aside.

Then, with tears streaming down his face, Foyego pleaded:

"Kamavia is a great country, inherited for thousands of years, and the kings of the past have never bowed their knees to worship, and today in order to save the queen who is highly poisoned in my body, I am here to kneel and beg you, not as a king, but simply as a man who feels sorry for his wife......

"Please, save her, save my beautiful Isold!"

The night sky is silent.

The soldiers did not dare to take a breath, except for the restless hooves of their horses on the marble floor.

Hecarim, who was already furious because of Foyego kneeling down and pleading, offered a slanderous message: "Your Majesty! When you do this, these untouchables refuse to even see each other, they really don't take you seriously! ”

He swung his curved sword halberd and looked back at the golem puppets who were blocking the harbor, "Please allow me to lead the Iron Regiment to level this city-state!" ”

Frustrated, Foyego received no reply and was helped back up by Necrit.

His right hand poured down to the right, and a silver greatsword with a double handle appeared out of thin air in Foyego's hand.

The greatsword has a sleek and slender appearance, with a dark green gem inlaid in the first section of the sword, and a silver cross in the second handle, with a golden symmetrical handle cast in the center and port of the connection.

The cold-faced Foyego raised Mu Qing, and the tip of his sword pointed at the Shimmering Light Tower.

"The whole army obeys the order, kill me in!"

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Lejos and Foyego

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