"What? Haven't found it yet? How many days have passed! Is there a month?"

In the dark space, there was a cold and angry sigh.

"You are all rubbish!" Abadon roared.

"Bang!" a frosty sword was thrown out, and it was stabbing into the ground in front of an undead creature, trembling twice, and then standing there motionless.

A few black scavenging birds perched on top of the Dire Alliance's Bone Castle flew away screaming.

The blow scared the undead creature half to death, and if the blade had gone a little further to his side, his life would have been lost. However, he could still feel the cold aura emanating from the Frost Sword, but he didn't dare to move an inch, so he could only obediently stay where he was.

Gondor on the Radiant Alliance's side, I don't know when I knew the news that the Black Emperor's Staff was in the hands of the Night Stalker Barana. Abaddon tried to find Paraná, but found that Barana was not in the Dire League at all.

How serious is this! He is the man in charge of the Black Emperor's Staff, and he is also the supreme leader of the Hunters' Alliance, and his status is on par with Abaddon, and Paraná, unexpectedly, has made an appointment with someone!

Faced with the temptation of the five thousand gold coins offered by Abaddon, no one in the camp of the dead could not be moved, and each of them went out to look for the traces of Paraná, but in the end they all returned in vain. The conclusion is simple, but it also rings in everyone's hearts like a wake-up call: "The Night Stalker is missing, his whereabouts are unknown!"

All this time has passed, and it is almost certain that Paraná is dead. Abaddon once openly said in the camp of the dead that even if the Night Stalker died, he would bring his body back. Abaddon's men are so strong that Mengmeng, Crowberus, and Nyx have not been able to complete this task, and I am afraid that Paraná's body has also disappeared from this world.

And they don't know who the man who challenged Paraná in the first place!

For such a serious matter, if it is kept hidden, it will be detrimental to the entire Dire Grand Alliance. Abaddon thought that he would find a time to inform Skeletron about this. Let's just say that the Night Stalker Barana may be dead, and the Black Emperor's Staff is most likely in the hands of the Radiant Alliance.

After a long silence, Abaddon slowly asked, "Where's Motriti?"

"I think I've seen her before," Mengmeng said, "and she's headed in the direction of the Destroyer. ”

"The Destroyer? What is she going to do in that kind of place? Isn't there a bunch of people out there who are not easy to deal with?"

Mengmeng shook her head, indicating that she didn't know either. Next to Mengmeng, a man muttered in a small, barely audible voice, "It's as if you're easy to deal with." ”

Mengmeng knew that this person was expressing dissatisfaction with Abaddon, but she was too lazy to bother with this stubble when her left ear went in and out of her right ear.

Abaddon only asked casually, and he didn't know that Mengmeng didn't know it, so he didn't say any more. Since the last time, Moctrial and Mercury planned to abscond at night, and Abaddon led his elite men to intercept it, only to be easily taken down by Motrite alone, and Abaddon no longer wanted to care about this man.

But then again, what Abaddon actually said was that most of those people in the Destroyer Alliance felt that they were the masters of this world, and whoever dared to save the world in front of him would destroy the world to this person.

In short, Form 2.

Due to the personalities of the people in the Destroyer Alliance, the place was usually lifeless, and as long as their leader didn't speak, there was little to no one who could speak. Even if their commander spoke, almost no one would answer him, because he was a guy who liked to talk to himself.

There is a reason why today's Destroyer Alliance is so lively.

She saw Motrite and Mercury standing in a corner, in fact, Motrite didn't want to join in the fun, but she vaguely heard a word from other people's mouths.

Flickering dagger.

With a flickering dagger, the Ice Soul returns to the Destroyer Alliance.

"That's her thing...... Motriti thought to herself, she was naturally referring to Lanaya, but Lanaya never told her name, "How did it end up in the hands of the Ice Soul?"

There were few victorious cheers to greet the ice soul, and there was a lot of discussion below, but the atmosphere was far more active than usual.

The Ice Soul wrapped the Glitter Dagger in his energy-like hand, respectfully presenting it to the Destroyer's Lord.

It's okay to kill those people who can't kill that group of radiants, it's okay to kill Lilai, or you can't grab the snow and cold Qiu, this flickering dagger is always considered a meritorious service, right?

"You're doing well. ”

Hearing the Commander's compliment, the Ice Soul smiled with satisfaction and stepped aside.

"But do you know? I have been seeking such things for a long time. The commander teased his long pale blonde hair with one hand, and held a flashing dagger in the other, looking at it over and over in front of him, "This thing is mine, it's a great achievement!"

"Uh......" Ice Soul also wanted to say, shouldn't this thing be handed over to Ishkafil first, let him study the magic principles inside, and then imitate it? But here, the Commander is the boss, and no one can change what the Commander decides.

"Do you know why?" asked the Commander.

"I don't know. ”

The Commander raised his head again, raised his voice, and asked the others, "Do you know why?"

Not a single one answered.

"Hahaha, of course a dull commoner like you won't know!" The commander laughed proudly a few times, and with skillful techniques, he held the flashing dagger in his hand and played with it a few times, "Because, this thing has something to do with the old tinker of the Keon clan!"

"You mean, Bausch?" the Ice Soul had heard from the Commander about this man, and it had been sent by the Commander to hunt down this man, but for some reason, halfway through the chase, Baush disappeared.

Hearing this, Motriti frowned, if this flickering dagger has something to do with Baush, doesn't it mean that Baush also has a certain connection with the owner of this glittering dagger?

That is, that she and Baush are acquaintances?

Motriti clearly couldn't accept this fact. What are you kidding, when she rescued her, Motriti had already guessed what that person was doing in her heart. Bausch was the owner of the Violet Archive, and he would hardly leave the Violet Archive. How could a person who was doing the same thing as her visit the Violet Archives?

Aren't you afraid that your identity will be exposed?

"Yes, it's Bausch! In his hand, there is an ancient book of space magic. Therefore, who will bring this ancient book into my hands?"

People in the Destroyer Alliance are already familiar with the term space magic. It's just that among them, there are still some who now feel that space magic is too deep for them to achieve.

If they could get that book, wouldn't they be able to learn space magic?

But, as the Commander had asked, none of them could get their hands on the ancient book. Bausch was too cunning, he used to be like this, and now that he had the protection of the Radiant Alliance, it was even more difficult to find him.

"Sister. Motriti whispered.

"What's the matter?" Mercury replied, behind Motriti.

"What do you think......" Motriti was a little embarrassed at this time, although it was a good thing that the Ice Soul had brought back the Flickering Dagger, and if any of them could bring back the ancient book, it would be a great thing.

However, perhaps out of respect for Lanaya, this respect is between rivals, and for the benefit of the Grand Alliance, Motriti snatched the ancient book, which Motriti felt seemed to be a bit of a petty move.

“...... Should we do this?"

Mercury laughed when he heard this, and Motrite didn't say anything in detail about what she was talking about, as if Mercury knew it.

"If you don't want to do it, you certainly don't have to push yourself. Even, if your mind is a little more crazy, you can stop that guy Carl. ”

"Stop?" Motriti couldn't control her facial expression at this time, she covered her mouth, tears almost falling from her eyes, "How can I stop Carl? He's the leader of the Destroyer Alliance!"

"Are you afraid of death?" the corners of Mercury's mouth curled slightly.

Motriti's emotions gradually calmed down, and she said lightly, "Every life has its time. I just don't want to die as a pawn in someone else's hands. ”

"But it's our fate, sister. We will never be able to escape this fate, and only by dying can we attain transcendence. ”

Is it a Dire pawn until death?

Talking to a ghost about life and death, Motriti felt that she would never win, sighed, and simply stopped talking.

Karl saw that no one answered him, and was about to say something to mock them, when suddenly he glanced around the corner and found two people who should not be here.

Motriti and Mercury also knew they had been discovered by Carl.

"Is this where you waited?" Karl said, raising his chin and squinting at them.

Silently, two figures, one blue and one black, turned into two arcs and flashed out of Carl's sight, and their movements were so swift that no one present could see clearly except Carl.

The miscellaneous man left, and Karl stretched out his hand and casually swiped it on the top of the flickering dagger, and a complex magic circle appeared directly in the air, which amazed everyone.

The ice soul was also shocked, Carl is worthy of being called the ancestor of magicians by the world, with such ability, what else does Ishkafir need to do to crack the magic circle.