It's the last quarter of an hour.

With the mages answering, the security forces finally broke into the valley and rushed in this direction. The Anlan soldiers guarding the valley mouth were all killed in battle, and none of them were spared.

Faster than them was Brooke, along with several mid- and high-level mages under his leadership. According to the summoning mage's last prompt before passing out, they hurried northwest. As he passed the Violet Tower, the old magician paused for a moment and shook his head anxiously, for Allegri would only take over the reins of the Tower when he left the valley.

As soon as the group crossed the Xiyu River, they were discovered by Buyada's spies, and Caldera led the team to form a phalanx, and at the front of the procession, stood Onisha and Duke Van Sinkel.

"Ma'am?" Brooke waved his hand, stood a hundred paces away, and asked suspiciously, "Where's the teacher?"

"Spellcasting. Onisha looked calm and pointed with her backhand. In the midst of the array, Allegri and Turanze each sat in a magical energy hub, and it really looked like they were casting spells.

"Huh?" Brooke looked up, stunned. In the circle, the mage who was chanting the incantation was indeed Allegri, and the color of the lines around his body was also the purple red color unique to the "Fire Rider" inheritance.

"This ...... This ......" the old magician opened his mouth, a little confused. Could it be that the initiator of all this chaos is actually his own teacher? He subconsciously glanced back, and the once thriving river valley was now full of devastation.

"Mr. Brooke, huh?" said the red-robed old man a few steps forward and politely. "Master Allegri, we have already reached an agreement, and I hope you will cooperate as well. ”

"You guys?" Brooke looked him up and down. He wanted to be obsessed with magic, so he didn't know that the other party was Van Sinkel, the head of the three dukes of Buyada.

"We, the Buyada Empire," the old duke bowed slightly, smiling slightly, "Master Turanze." Even the envoy we sent, none other than Master Allegri, did not take care of the matter. Do you want to tell Mr. Yu?"

"Nope. Brooke shook his head blankly, his mind in a mess. During this time, Allegri met frequently with Turanze, both publicly and privately. He didn't know. In the end, whether there is an "agreement" as the other side says.

"Then you have to make a choice," said Duke Van Schinkel, "whether to follow Master Allegri and throw himself on our Buyada, or to turn his back on him and remain loyal to the Snowton Empire?"

"I don't understand what you mean," Brooke couldn't find a loophole in his words. But he always felt that something was wrong, and he sorted out his thoughts. Frowning and asking, "You mean, the teacher has ...... Abandon Snowton and make an alliance with Buyada?"

"Yes," Van Schinkel nodded, "as far as I know, Sir is a Setstian and has nothing to do with Snowton, so it shouldn't be difficult to make a choice, right?"

"What, Master Allegri has committed treason?" shouted behind Brooke, a tall young mage, finally sobering up from his shock. He was a native of Snowton who had only come to the Herseus Valley a year earlier to practice magic, and when he heard the news, he was at first incredulous, but what he saw before him was an irrefutable reality.

"It's not treason, it's about turning away from darkness to light. Van Schinkel corrected as he moved his hands.

"How is that possible?" the young mage walked out from behind Brooke and walked towards the large formation angrily, "I'm going to ask him face to face!"

Caldera snorted, and was about to give the order to stop it, but the old duke winked and signaled that it didn't have to be so.

Brooke felt a tingling sensation in his spine, he glanced left and right, and a cold light suddenly flashed out of the corner of his eye, which flew out of Van Schinkel's hand, and after a spin, flew back again.

"Beware!" Brooke shouted, but it was too late. The young mage reached out to cover his throat, but he couldn't stop the surging blood, and due to inertia, he continued to take a few steps forward, and then fell to the ground, his body convulsing continuously, staining a large patch of snow red.

"Add!" Brooke paused for a moment, then hurried over and helped him up. But the young man's eyes had begun to drift, his lips trembled, and he muttered something, and the old magician leaned down, but it was a repeating "I don't believe it."

Laying Eddie's body flat on the snow, Brooke stood up and shouted, "Why did you kill him?"

"The reason is simple, he's a Snowdon," the old duke said with a sharp knife, grooming his nails, and at the same time said indifferently, "Also, I'm Duke Van Schinkel of the Red Rose family, and you can call me 'sir' instead of a rude 'you'......"

"Shut up!" Brooke interrupted him stiffly, turning to Onessa and said, "Ma'am, is what he said true or false?"

Onisha didn't look at the body on the ground, nor at him, but just whispered, "Yes," and remained silent.

"Actually, it doesn't matter what you choose," Van Schinkel said again, with some contempt in his tone, "for the sake of Master Allegri, I don't want to kill you, but if you are obsessed, then don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

He played with the knife he had used to kill Add, only three inches long, handleless, and in the shape of a crescent moon. Caldera, who was next to Onisha, stared at him and rested his right hand on his sword. Just now, the trajectory shot by the flying knife couldn't be captured by him, a high-level warrior, which made the middle-aged earl feel a little afraid for no reason.

There was silence in the room, and several mages were shocked and frightened, and they stood still, waiting for Brooke to make a decision. The old magician, on the other hand, just stared blankly at the corpse on the ground, and didn't say a word. He knew Add, a cheerful mid-level electric mage who was one of the activists in the town, but he didn't expect to die on the spot tonight, just because he wanted to ask Mr. Allegri why he betrayed the Snowton Empire.

Brooke himself, too, wanted to ask this question.

Out of respect for his teacher, he was reluctant to believe all this. But as a result, Eddie died tragically, and Allegri still ignored it. Allowing the people of Buyada to go wild in the Herseus Valley, coupled with Onesha's answer just now, made Brooke grieved. It's almost hard to sustain yourself.

Why, why did you betray the Snowton Empire, and what a miserable fate would happen to hundreds of thousands of people inside and outside the valley under the wrath of King Nacini?

It's the last minute.

Turanze gritted his teeth, and the magic power in his body continued to pour out to maintain the operation of the "Ten Thousand Miles in the Sky". Allegri to the northeast. Beads of sweat also appeared on his forehead, and wisps of white vapor even appeared on the top of his head.

As the ruler of the circle, Turanze completely put it down. It became a large magic crystal. According to Christina's explanation, he frantically squeezed the other party's mana, even if it was the loss of the source of mana, he did not hesitate to do so.

If Allegri. As a result, the mana is lost. This is a good thing for the Buyada Empire.

At the same time, the vanguard of reinforcements has loomed. They hurried along the post road, swords clenched in hand, ready to retake the "Path of the Lightwalkers".

"The enemy has about ...... Three thousand people, all from the swordsman battalion of the River Valley Mercenary Regiment, are now the security forces of the small southern towns. Caldera estimated for a moment. Greet the two adults.

"It's okay, they're too late. Van Schinkel smiled coldly and beckoned, "Go, go up the hillside, lest you be swept up by the great array." ”

The Anlan army, led by Onessa and Calderla, and the "Blood Rose" agents led by Van Sinkel, moved to the western slopes. After a series of fierce battles, there were only more than two hundred of them left, including dozens of Fire Demon Knights.

As the minutes ticked by, Onessa stared at the entrance and exit of the "Path of the Light Seekers", suddenly sighed, and asked, "How many warriors have gone there?"

"One hundred and twelve, all of them voluntarily," Caldera replied in a deep voice, "or rather, all the warriors were willing to take on the task, and I chose the more suitable one." ”

"The Cast Iron Mountains will be their graves," Onisha lowered her head and said in a low voice, "Earl, there should be no higher monument in this world, right?"

"Their heroic deeds, An Lan will always remember," Caldera looked at her with concern, "Your Highness, are you okay?"

The girl's face was unusually pale, but she still smiled reluctantly, and resolutely replied, "The great revenge is avenged, and my wish is fulfilled, how can it be bad?"

At the moment when her words fell, in the "Path of the Light Walker", the sound was like muffled thunder, and it suddenly exploded!

A series of explosions, sounded almost at the same moment. With the existence of "Hyacinth Butterfly", the soldiers responsible for activating the array can clearly know when they should detonate and how much time they can escape from the "Path of the Light Jumper".

However, no one, not a single Anlan warrior, walked out of the corridor again. Even if the outermost detonation point was only a few dozen meters away from the exit, they just quietly stayed where they were, choosing to die with their comrades.

Enter the "Path of the Lightseeker", dig holes in designated places, and when the "Hyacinths" change color and scream, they activate the array, stuff it into the array, and then sit side by side, leaning against the cold hard stone wall, waiting for the final moment to come.

The lines on the array disc are getting brighter and brighter, like a fire, burning, burning again.

They once burst out in the most brilliant light under the walls of the Holy See of Light.

They made the name of "Vulcan's Fury" and scared the Ian people into their hearts.

They marked the re-emergence of magical civilization on the stage of history, but in the blink of an eye, they pushed their creator into the abyss of despair.

Due to the barrier of the mountain rocks, the explosion sounded a little muffled, but the terrifying destructive power still instantly destroyed the structure of the "Road of the Light Seeker", and the sections of the road exploded, and the boulders collapsed.

And before that, the moment the flame magic burst out, the moment the vault of the Yongdao Road had not collapsed, a surging fire stream formed in the mountain road, and then with a surging shock wave, it was quickly discharged outward, like a giant dragon, and the dragon's breath after taking a deep breath spewed out.

"It's coming......" Turanze muttered, raising the magic power to the extreme. A corner of the "Ten Thousand Miles in the Sky" array, facing the exit of the "Path of the Sneaker", a deep cave, like the throat of a giant dragon, in it, a fiery red surge struck, rushing straight to the northwest three rings of this nine-ring magic circle.

That's exactly where the Wind Dragon's Egg is.

"Light wind, obey my call......" Turan Zeman groaned in a long voice, and at the same time moved his hand, the mysterious magic pattern instantly lit up, and the invisible long wind whistled by.

The next moment, the wind collided with the flames, forming a vortex of fire. This is exactly how the Flame Tornado works, but in the here and now, its purpose is not destruction, but rebirth.

"Storm Furnace!" Turanze snorted, finishing his spell chant. The formless and massless wind energy solidified and formed, and the fire flow was divided and distorted, passing through the cavity of the wind, and from all directions, it surged towards the dragon egg that was held up by the wind spirit.

Gray-white wind dragon eggs, the eggshell is covered with blue-black lines. In the "Storm Furnace", wind and fire energy are constantly washed and baked, the former is its magical aspect, and the latter is the necessary environment for dragon egg hatching.

The Storm Forge is one of the well-known combined spells of wind and fire, which simulates the effects of the Molten Realm. But if it is slightly modified, it can become a method for ripening dragon eggs, which happens to be recorded in the secret book of the "Sky Temple".

Turanze held his breath and condensed, using the magic power of the wind system to control the temperature of the fire, as long as there was a mistake, this precious dragon egg would be damaged, and his legendary dream would come to an end.

"The 'Path of the Lightwalker' has finally been blown up, and our goal has finally been accomplished......" Onisha muttered to herself on the hillside.

"Your Royal Highness, are you a little stunned?" Van Sinkel asked with a smile, "but rest assured, Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess will never break her word, and you will gain endless glory and wealth because of this, and even rebuild the Duchy of Anlan." ”

"In Buyada?" said Onessa smiled faintly, seemingly sarcastically. Thousands of miles away, even if you regain the title of An Lan, you will no longer be the old country you once were.

Duke Van Schinkel was stunned, did not answer, and he could not answer.

Calderra, on the other hand, said softly, "Your Highness, no matter where you are, whether in the Herseus Valley or in the Empire of Buyada, I and my warriors will follow you to the death. ”

"I know. Onessa nodded, but her gaze was far away from the circle below the mountain.

In the snow, in the middle of the circle, Allegri slowly collapsed to the ground, completely unconscious.

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