The air flow gushed, the tower floated up, and Fadreva activated the "Eternal Wings", one of the nine core magic circles, until it was thousands of meters in the air, and then it stopped smoothly.

After the incident of Allegri, the old magician was furious, and naturally he was unwilling to rescue Brooke and the others. Christina didn't force it, she and Onessa chose a palace to rest. Turanze and Allegri were imprisoned in another palace, guarded by the "Blood Rose" agents led by Rubiang.

"If something goes wrong this time, don't come to see me. Duke Van Schinkel's voice was not loud, but Rubiang was terrified, and hurriedly ordered his men to set up defenses inside and outside the palace.

On the floating island, six palace pavilions are connected by corridors, flying eaves and angles, and the shape is handsome. Looking from the window, you can see the clouds and sky, the mountains and rivers are all at your feet, and the scenery is magnificent.

"Huh?" Christina poked at the window with her fingers like onions. She could clearly feel the long wind blowing towards her face, but when she touched it, she was blocked by a transparent barrier, and she couldn't get out.

"Your Highness, this is the 'Wind Barrier', a mid-level spell of the wind system, so poked, but it can't be broken. Fadreva strode over and explained with a smile.

"Intermediate spells?" Christina was a little surprised, among the six palace pavilions, there were no less than a hundred windows, and using the "Wind Barrier" as a window pane was really a big deal.

"Exactly. Fadreva smiled to himself, the magician's methods, even the kings of the world, can not be blessed. He walked to the window and pointed from afar, "Your Highness, I am going to tear down the three nearby mountains to completely bury the 'Path of the Lightwalker', is that good?"

"Very well," Christina nodded. He explained, "Although the master let it go, this place is not in my Buyada territory anyway. ”

Onisha next to her, her brows furrowed slightly, but after a while. still sighed lightly, leaving behind the old sorrows. In the Herseus Valley, the castle she designed and built was almost completed, but since it was just a façade, what did it matter whether it was built or not.

Fadreva saluted again and withdrew. Christina took Onesa's hand and smiled comfortingly. "It's just a rough place, sister, why should you care, after you arrive in Sophia, I will give you a manor, so that you can taste the world-famous garden art of Buyada. ”

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your kindness. Onisha wondered in her heart, the other party's attitude was too intimate. And from the very beginning, this eldest princess. revealed his love for her, and his feelings were sincere, not fake.

"As for Allegri," said Christina, after a pause, "try to convince him." If not, I'll have to leave it at the disposal of Master Fadreva, who is the pillar of the empire, and I have to take care of it. ”

"Yes, Your Highness. Onessa stood up. Solemnly bow down and thank you.

"Sit down, sit down, when the master casts the spell later, the floating island may be bumpy, you have to hold on to it. Christina looked out the window, and the cyan magic patterns condensed out of thin air, and another cloud led to the southern sky.

The exhausted wind dragon was resting behind the clouds, and the clouds wrapped around its neck like a chain. The dragon seemed to have a premonition of his fate, and hissed in grief. As Fadreva pulled the mana lead, the wind dragon was also forced to flapp its wings and fly north again.

It is not a true dragon, but a dragon shadow that has been matured by the "Storm Forge and hatched from a dragon egg". It is born on the "long sky", and it will die with the "long sky", and Fadreva is to squeeze its use value as much as possible before that.

The scattered wind magic power attached itself to the dragon, and it straightened its head and neck, its wings folded, like a giant spear, quickly slashing through the turbulent sky.

The black and white scythe, after destroying the "Ten Thousand Colored Stars", finally became invisible. Most of the kingdom of the gods has been destroyed, except for the Tower of Babel, which is still hidden in the void, as a gladiatorial arena for the three evil gods, and a cage in a sense.

The arrangement of the evil god "Death Knell" has indeed paid off, but he himself is trapped in the "Temple of the Firmament" and has no time to pick the fruits of victory.

But by mistake, he had long expected that it would take a long time to take over the "Firmament Temple". Under his arrangement, Jerseyval and other subordinates acted separately, at least so far, without much impact.

The aura that fell from the sky was attracted by the supreme tower, and several aura vortices were formed in the north and south of the continent. In addition, martial artists and magicians above the high level can also absorb aura and greatly improve their strength. Others, such as middle and low-level professionals, and even ordinary people, have also strengthened their physique, and the far-reaching impact will be far beyond people's imagination.

The troubled times of the kings rising together and the strife of kings have finally come.

"Let's go, let's go!" shouted Brooke down the street, looking anxious.

Under his orders, the remaining hundreds of security forces divided up to inform the magicians in the town. Some of them were still reluctant to leave, and some of them did not know why, so the sergeant forcibly dragged them and fled out of the valley.

"Disaster is coming. Looking at the towering tower in the sky, Brooke's heart was filled with despair. It wasn't until the Violet Tower blew itself up that he realized that Allegri hadn't taken refuge in Buyada, but by that time, he was powerless to change anything.

"Go, go......" The old magician blamed himself and was depressed, he lowered his head and looked at this land, this familiar land, and his voice gradually lowered.

"Mayor Mare, most of the magicians, have left the valley, what should we do next?" a slender swordsman said in a deep voice, his smiling crescent eyes also showing a hint of melancholy.

"Order everyone, including the security forces, to evacuate the valley immediately, quickly!" Brooke cheered up, turned around and admonished, "Also, don't stay here, if the Snowton army arrives, there will be no chickens and dogs left here, you let them all go, the disaster is coming, let's disperse, it's good to survive......"

"What if they don't want to go?" the swordsman asked, he could feel the old magician's low mood. Even he himself felt uncomfortable, who would want to leave his homeland and be displaced?

"Then it is better to drive them away and flee than to lose their lives. Brooke tapped him on the shoulder. Sighed in a low voice.

"Yes," the swordsman nodded, took two steps, and then turned back and asked, "Master, what about you?"

"You go first, I'll come later. Brooke replied casually, standing in the rubble-strewn square, looking around the town beyond recognition. My nose was sore, and I couldn't help but cry.

Turanze opened his eyes and looked around blankly.

This is an elegant palace room, made of pure jade, which makes people's hearts chill for no reason. Under him, there was only a thin cloak, and not far away, a black-haired and purple-eyed magician was beside him. He was sitting at a table and chair that was connected to the floor.

"It's ...... Where?" Turanzer straightened up, cold. And trembling all over. He looked away, swept over the carved stone pillars, swept over the exquisite murals, and finally landed on the "Blood Rose" spies at the door of the palace.

"Don't you see, this is the Tower of the Winds. Allegri's voice came. Unusually calm, without much hatred, but with a hint of pity.

He had roughly straightened out the context of the matter, and he also knew that Turanze had played a lot of roles in it. But they are also prisoners of the ranks. are both pawns being manipulated, and the situation of the two great magicians is now the same miserable.

"Wind ...... Tower?" Turanze muttered, he had already guessed, for he had read countless records of the "Tower of Wind" in the Mystical Book when he was still practicing magic in the High Tower of the Mountains, and he could almost memorize the description of the "Tower of Wind" in the Mystical Text.

"This is the Tower of the Wind......" The pale-faced Great Magician, the best of the young generation in Buyada, suddenly fell on the floor and began to cry.

Allegri glanced at him and laughed loudly, "Why, the master's dream has come true and he has finally climbed the 'Tower of the Wind', so he cried with joy?"

"You!" Turanzer looked up sharply, glaring at him, tears still drying from his face.

"What's wrong with me?" Allegri snorted, "I still need to apologize to you?"

Turanze couldn't help but be stunned, opened his mouth, and couldn't say a word. It wasn't until the magic power in his body was sucked away by the wind dragon that he realized that he had been calculated.

And who else can control the "Ten Thousand Miles of Sky", except for his teacher, "Fury of the Wind" Fadreva?

Thinking of the old past, Turanze's chest was even more sad, but seeing Allegri's sarcastic expression, he had to forcibly hold back, raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, and only occasionally, he would sniff uncontrollably.

"Don't worry, your teacher, since he brought you here, he won't kill you for the time being," Allegri leaned back in his chair and said lazily, "Listen to my advice, you better think more about what use you have, so that you can live for two more days." ”

"And what about you, how long will you live?" asked Turanzer rhetorically, for Allegri had never been so bitter and mean as he had always been mild-tempered and humble.

But this is also understandable, after such a change, anyone will have a big change in temperament. Allegri was still in the mood for cynicism, which had already impressed him.

"I—I don't have long to live," replied Allegri, spreading his hands indifferently, "perhaps, they will send someone to persuade them to surrender, but it will not be helpful if they delay it for a few more days." ”

"You can promise to live two more days. Turanzer got up, sat down across from him, and returned the word.

"Promise?" Allegri knocked on the table and shouted at the door, as if he had heard a big joke, "Is there any water? ”

"No!" Rubio immediately roared back, and then told his men next to him, "Don't bother with him, lest you get into trouble." ”

The "Blood Rose" agents nodded at the same time, and every quarter of an hour, they had to go inside the door to make rounds, of course, this was just a formality, within the scope of the "Tower of Wind", no one could cast a spell without Fadreva's permission. And apart from magic, what can the two prisoners inside do?

"I don't even give you water, really," Allegri snorted and asked with a grin, "Hey, is there any way you can kill all the people here." ”

"What do you say?" Turandzer startled, on the "Tower of the Winds", he could hear everyone's conversation if he wanted to.

"I don't believe it, don't you have that idea?" Allegri looked at him with a smirk.

"If you want to die, go yourself, don't drag me into the water. Turanzer whispered a warning, and although he was ridiculed badly, a glimmer of hope finally ignited in his dead heart.

"That's it, that's it, you coward," Allegri continued to slap the table, "Hey, watchdog, call your eldest princess." ”

"Your Highness is not available. Rubion resolutely refused, he didn't want to cause anything more.

"You want to die so much?" asked Turanzer in a low voice, and when his ambition was shattered and the young man's nature was revived, he felt not only guilty about Allegri, but also a sense of sympathy.

Allegri snorted coldly, the more he jumped out on the surface, the more disillusioned he became.

At this moment, the wind and clouds were surging outside the window, and a cyan dragon spear flew from the southern sky, as fast as lightning, and magnificent.

"This, this is ......" Turanzer stood up, as if he recognized something, but as if he couldn't be sure.

"What the hell?" Allegri also walked to the window, looking around.

Under the gaze of the two of them, the wind dragon roared and swooped down diagonally, pulling out a long cloud mark at the end of its tail.

On the floating island, on the top floor of the tower, Fadrewal chanted, and the magic in his body frantically poured into the control imprint of the "Tower of Wind". The tower's body lit up with magical patterns, and endless magical brilliance attached to the dragon's body, gilding it with a layer of blue-gold border.

Like a sharp spear and a cyan meteorite, the wind dragon slammed headlong into the mountains on the north side of the Herseus Valley.

There was a loud bang, and the landslide cracked!

"......I see," Turanzer muttered, dumbfounded. He has always wondered why the "Ten Thousand Miles in the Sky", which is the Great Array of the Nine Rings, does not have that earth-shattering lethality. But today, it seems that there are, but the records in the secret book have been tampered with.

Teacher, teacher, how many other things are you hiding from me?

"Heh, hehe......" Allegri next to him suddenly laughed. He watched like this, watching the dragon crash down the cliff, watching the rubble crumble and rolling down towards the valley of the Herseus, burying everything he knew.

Laughing and laughing, two lines of clear tears, flowing down.

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

PS: (Updated.) ）