The Herseus River valley is surrounded by mountains on three sides, especially on the north side, with steep cliffs, and it is the dawn of Innedir that leads the dawn to reflect this stone wall, so that the dusty "road of the lightwalker" can be reappeared.

From here to the north, it is the main body of the cast-iron mountain range. In order to completely destroy this north-south passage, Fadreva took charge of the "Tower of Wind", gathered the power of "thousands of miles in the sky", and used the dragon as a spear to knock down several nearby mountains.

The cliffs cracked, and the rubble rained down. At this moment, the hard stones, like a flood, made a loud thunderous noise, and rushed towards the Herseus River Valley.

Brooke looked up suddenly, a look of despair. He knew that a catastrophe was coming, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly and so ruthlessly, leaving no room for it.

Gone, nothing, the Herseus Valley, will be buried by rocks, and even the town named after him will die today. A scream was heard not far away, and a townsman who refused to leave fled south, but the gray-haired old magician was still rubbing the stone tablet in front of the square, which was engraved with the law he had made with his own hands.

"Mayor Mare, get out of here!" the last group of swordsmen hurriedly beckoned. They wanted to clean up the ruins again, but at this time, it seemed that they did not have that time.

"Okay. Brooke nodded heavily, and followed them out of the valley. Behind them, a torrent of rubble swept away the castle that had begun to take shape, rushed through the ruins of the Violet Tower, and blocked the winding Xiyu River until it reached the south-central part of the valley before slowing its momentum.

The flying rubble even hit pedestrians dozens of miles away, and there were screams everywhere, and among the dozen or so people who traveled with Brooke, there were even several people who hung colors. Several people died tragically. But because they were in such a hurry, their bodies had to be discarded in their place, and the Herseus Valley was a tomb made in heaven.

Brooke's eyes were glazed and numb his steps moved, and he finally understood. What it's like to be discouraged to death.

After years of hard work, once shattered, most of his relatives and friends withered, Allegri was nowhere to be found, and he thought that it was also a lot of bad luck, and his heart was so sad that he longed to turn around and rush back to the valley, and die under the rocks.

"Mayor Mare. Let's go, let's go west. The slender young swordsman stepped forward and helped the stumbling old magician.

The Holy See of Light is the enemy, and so is the Snowton Empire, so where can they live except in the wilderness to the west?

"! Have they forgotten that I'm still here?" looked at the Tower of the Wind as it rose into the air. Mastur yelled, "What a bunch of bastards!"

"Perhaps. You're not too important, right? Dargnon replied casually, leaning against a pine tree, his body full of energy, a sign of reaching the upper realm.

Mastur snorted, he was already a high-ranking martial artist, after absorbing aura. The same strength has increased greatly, and only the last step is missing, and he can be promoted to a legend and stand proudly at the pinnacle of this world.

Dargnan didn't reply, he was still trying to heal. to regain mobility as soon as possible.

"Don't waste your efforts, don't you see, the 'Tower of Wind' is flying?" Mastur could barely get up, he limped over with his long sword, and hid under the canopy.

"What are you doing?" said Dargnan, frowning slightly.

"lest you be stoned to death. Mastur muttered, curling up his tall body like a shrunken turtle.

Dargnon looked around in a daze, puzzled, for at this moment there was a loud rumbling bang, a landslide and a scatter of rubble.

He was dumbfounded, and after a long time, he reacted, and couldn't help but sigh, his eyes showing sadness.

"Hey, you want revenge in the future, don't come to me, you have to go to those Buyada, they are the ones behind the scenes. Mastur's heart sank, and he hurriedly reminded.

"You're not from Buyada?" Dalgnan asked rhetorically.

"I'm not, I'm just a mercenary, you know, in our business, whoever gives money will do things for whomever he wants. "Mastur is full of nonsense.

"Disciple of the Sword Master, can also be a mercenary?" Dargnon said in a low voice, "No matter what, I will not let you go." ”

"So, shall I kill you now to prevent future trouble?" Mastur pouted.

"You can try. Dargnan's voice was cold.

"That's what you said...... Before he could finish speaking, Mastur stood up, his sword unsheathed, and the cold light flickered.

Dargnon barely managed to turn sideways, but how could he have dodged such a swift sword. His heart was like ashes, he closed his eyes and waited for death, and the other party's recovery speed far exceeded his expectations.

There was a loud sound, but there was no pain from a sharp blade. Mastur just swung his sword and picked up a piece of rubble, and when D'Argnan opened his eyes, he had already put his sword into the sheath, and said with a grin, "Remember, I am Mastur, I will be famous all over the world, and you can come to me at any time." ”

Dargnon stared at him and nodded slowly.

"Farewell. Mastur slung his sword on his shoulder, shook it, and walked through the forest, and soon disappeared.

Go east to the last mountain beam of the Green River Valley.

King Nacini stopped and looked back, only to see the rocks cracking and rolling down. And the tower in the sky was filled with pale cyan brilliance, as if it was laughing at itself.

"I will avenge this revenge. King Nacini took his sword and swore an oath, word by word, and with a loud voice.

"Just now, that sudden burst of flame magic, but the Violet Tower?" Taking advantage of this opportunity, Cattroman asked his own question, "If this is the case, then Count Allegri is likely to have been kidnapped by the enemy, and he can't help himself. ”

"It could also be that he took the initiative to detonate the magic tower and tried to blow down the cliff, and after that failed, they used the 'Tower of Wind'. Vilano shook his head and said in the negative.

"General, don't speak for that traitor," King Nacini asked, looking at him from afar, in a deep voice, "You say, can this 'path of the lighthopper' be dug up again?"

Cattroman frowned and was silent, and Villano pondered for a moment, and replied, "Even if it can be excavated, it will take ten or eight years of uninterrupted construction, and it will take manpower and material resources. It's even more difficult to count. ”

"Yes," said King Nacini, whose expression was gloomy, and only after a long hour did he ask, "what about the present day?"

"Gather the troops. Quickly sweep away the Duchy of Ian and gain a foothold," Catromance said decisively, "and then he can recharge his strength and continue south to destroy the Buyada Empire." ”

"Not to mention the wide range of Buyada's soldiers, the Bright Sect alone now also has six legendary powerhouses, and they want to fight quickly. How easy is it to talk about?" Biranoo turned around and said in a slow voice, "The current situation is critical, and it is even more necessary to plan before acting, and the old minister has three strategies for the king to decide." ”

"Oh?" Not only King Nachinani, but even Catroman was stunned, the legendary mage who was careful in his words and deeds. He has always been obsessed with magic and is not known for his resourcefulness. It is rare to have such an impeachment plan as it is today.

"Master, come quickly. King Nacini urged, though it was a bit abnormal, but it was better than nothing.

"This is a strategy, naturally it is two places to fly. One returned to the Green River Valley, recruited the people, and re-excavated the 'Road of the Light', while the other used Severa and Ljajci as passes to build a defensive line. "This is also the safest strategy, Your Majesty, to at least divide one side, and then continue the southern expedition when the 'Path of the Lightwalker' is restored." ”

"This kind of retreat, without mentioning it," said King Nacini, waving his hand, "besides, does it not give the enemy a respite?"

"Then, as the general said, a quick battle south is the middle point," continued Villanoo, "in this case, we can avoid passivity, but if we are dragged back by the Holy See of Light, Buyada will be able to reap the benefits of the fisherman, and when we are both defeated, who will be able to resist this new force?"

"You can't let Buyada take advantage of this, the master will talk about the best strategy. "After the changes in the Herseus Valley, King Nacini's hatred for the Buyada Empire has far surpassed that of the Holy See of Light.

"Since the 'Path of the Light Seeker' has been cut off, why should we cling to it?" said Vilaneo, smiling slightly, "If we can open up another north-south passage, then everything will be solved?"

"The master means...... "King Nacini seemed to have come to his senses.

"Send the 'Fortress of Sorrows' and reopen the Elendil Corridor," Biranoo raised his voice, "Do you remember the 'Star of Enlightenment' cast by the old minister when you were in the illusion?"

"Of course," King Nacini nodded heavily, "could it be that spell that can also show the way in the mist?"

"I'm 700% sure, would the king give it a try?" Vilano's eyes burned, he was close to success.

"Even if it's only one percent, I'm willing to try!" said King Nacini flatly, "without further ado, let's go now." "If the Elendil Corridor can be opened, it will be more convenient than the "Path of the Lightlifter", and Buyada's calculations will be all in vain.

"Wait, your lord," Villanoo held out his hand to stop him, "we need to split up." ”

"Why?" was the puzzled king of Nachina.

"If there is such a big change, it is inevitable that people in the north and south will be panicked," Vilanoo reminded, "if there is a traitor, or if Buyada has other arrangements to add fuel to the fire, will there be another incident." ”

"That's what the master said. King Nacini realized that he had been thinking about the Helseus valley and had neglected it. Whether it is Norman City in the rear or Severa in the front, they need to stabilize the hearts of the army and the people, especially in the rear, and the sudden loss of news from the south will inevitably be panicked, and if it is used by someone with a heart, chaos may break out.

Don't forget, he just sent Mordschic to quell the rebellion of the Elders, and the remnants of the nobles have not yet been eradicated.

"This time the news from the north ......" King Nacini pondered for a moment, a little difficult, although the three of them were capable of crossing the cast-iron mountains, but if it was fast, it was naturally Villano. But the old magician, who had been pursued by the Immortal Knights and brought them here, was so exhausted that he could not bear to make him travel long distances again.

"Your Majesty, let me go to Norman," Villanoo took the initiative to ask, "the chaos in the south still needs the king's control, and I will hurry with the stars and arrive in one day." ”

"Well," said King Nacini with emotion, "I have worked hard, and after this incident, I will make him the protector of the country, and carve a stone statue in front of the palace to go down in history forever." ”

"Don't dare," said Vilaneo, owing to him, "I will return in two days' time, and I will meet the king before the 'fortress of sorrows.'" ”

"No, you will recuperate in Norman for a day, and after three days, I will lead the army to the south entrance of the Elendil corridor. When King Nacini had finished speaking, without hesitation, he tore off the corner of his robe, and hastily wrote an edict with blood as ink.

"Before, Mordecic took me to the north to quell the rebellion, this time, master, you took my Wang Yin to pass the order, no one dared to question it," he took out a large seal from his bosom and handed it over with the edict, "If there is a fallacy to confuse the public, or a conspiracy to rebel, you can cut it first." ”

"Yes, I'm going to go. Villanoo solemnly put away the edict of the king's seal, and after giving the salute, he disappeared into the void.

"General, go to the city of Severa, and put Albert on standby," said King Nacini, turning back, "and if anyone disturbs the morale of the army, he shall be punished by military law." ”

"Yes. Carter Roman nodded, he didn't ask for an edict or anything like that, because his status as the "front-line commander-in-chief" was the best token.

Watching his swift departing figure, King Nacini was stunned for a moment, and there was an indescribable sense of emptiness. Under the chaotic clouds, above the ridge, he was the only one, alone.

The change of last night, as if it was another world, he sighed, and still left, but when his eyes swept over the Green River Valley, he always felt that he had forgotten something, but he couldn't remember anything.

Not long after he left, from behind a cloud Gabriel, the wise knight floated out. He rode his horse and landed, took out a square silver mirror from his bosom, shook it, and actually reproduced the scene where King Nacini and others negotiated not long ago.

Even including, sound.

"Hmm...... In this matter, we need to return to the Great Commander as soon as possible," the handsome little boy muttered to himself, "Perhaps, the chance of victory or defeat is here." ”

Getting the message he wanted, the Pegasus Knight also lifted off, and calm returned to the ridge.

It wasn't until half an hour later, with the sound of whirring and panting, that the other three teenagers, after a night's trekking, finally arrived here.

"We're finally in the Green River Valley, but Mr. Ventroff said we can't stay here. Afra's eyes were red, and she had obviously cried a lot, but after this tempering, her heart had matured a lot, and at least she had not forgotten Ventrov's earnest admonition.

Misha nodded silently, and the girl with short light brown hair looked back at the Herseus Valley for the last time, where her magic had set sail, and there were countless wonderful memories, forever, forever, unforgettable.

... (To be continued......)