At the edge of the wide central square, every ten meters stands a metal pillar as thick as two people hugging each other, the lower end is deeply embedded in the hard bluestone floor, and the upper half is directed straight to the sky, and the smooth surface of the column is densely covered with a row of neat and orderly black holes on both sides.

Lin Lichuan remembered that there were no such metal pillars in the square before, and he thought that most of them were only available during the few days he had been in retreat and cultivation in the Manchester Mansion, so he turned his head to Yao Qian and whispered, "What is that?"

Yao Qian glanced at the dense metal giant pillars, and replied in a low voice: "That is the Pillar of Dawn, after activation, it can condense enough to envelop the entire central square of the Dawn Barrier, which is a kind of position-type extraordinary prop prepared to prevent accidents from being interrupted in the middle of the festival, with the Dawn Barrier, even if there is chaos among the people outside the square, it will not affect the rituals in the square." ”

"Is this Pillar of Dawn every year?"

"That's right. ”

Hearing this, Lin Lichuan bowed slightly and fell silent.

As time passed, more and more nobles arrived on the high platform, but the seat at the front was always empty, and from the conversation of the surrounding crowd, Lin Lichuan vaguely heard that it seemed to be the position of Duke Morris.

......

Unlike the crowded main street in front of the central square, the street on the other side is rather deserted, except for the soldiers stationed there, except for the occasional aristocratic car passing by.

This is a special road for the great nobles, and before dawn, the soldiers of the Royal Legion come to clear the field and block the entrances and exits at both ends, except for a very few large nobles, the rest of the people are impassable.

The muffled sound of the engine sounded in the distance.

Several cars emerged from the corner of the street and drove slowly.

In the middle of the convoy was a low-key but elegant black car, and through the translucent window, a thin hook-nosed old man could be seen sitting in the back seat, none other than the Duke of Morris.

After recognizing the origin of the convoy, the soldiers stationed on both sides of the street subconsciously straightened up.

However, just as the convoy was driving into the middle of the street, an accident struck.

A gust of wind swept up sharply, whistling and wriezing towards the convoy with a low thunderous sound, and the heavy vehicle was blown upside down, and the car in front was even blown over and fell to the ground.

As soon as the wind rose, the black car in the center braked suddenly, followed by a milky white halo flashing on the surface of the body, expanding into a semi-circular light mask, like an upside-down bowl to firmly protect the car and block the raging wind.

Immediately after, more than a dozen powerful men quickly pushed the car door open, rushed out of the car with good training, and assumed a posture of being on guard to meet the battle.

And in this short moment, the surrounding void has already resounded with an endless stream of sharp sonic booms that break the air, and countless blades as sharp as knives emerge out of thin air, shooting towards the big men like a storm.

In the face of the dense and overwhelming wind blades, although the faces of the big men were solemn, they did not show panic, or they pulled out their weapons to defeat the wind blade, or cast their abilities to condense various shield enchantments to resist, and when the wind blades dissipated, although the streets and vehicles became devastated, only a few of the big men were slightly injured, and their combat power was almost undamaged.

"It is worthy of the great nobles of the empire that have been inherited for thousands of years, the Morris family, with a profound background, and the guards guarding the head of the family are all gold-level transcendentals, which is really a big deal!"

A yin and yang strange voice sounded suddenly, and everyone followed the voice, only to realize that there was a middle-aged man with a thin and tall body, narrow eyes, and a somewhat gloomy temperament in front of the convoy.

Seeing the middle-aged man, the big men didn't say a word, and immediately divided half of them to kill them expressionlessly.

Seeing this, the thin middle-aged man sneered, and he didn't see him make any moves, the void in front of him suddenly twisted, and countless filaments with a faint green intent appeared out of thin air, intertwining to form a spiral wind roll, roaring head-on to kill the big men.

The leading few big men are burly, with a strong sense of strength between their movements, and they are obviously horizontal martial artists who specialize in refining body exercises.

However, they soon realized that they had thought wrongly, the moment they came into contact with the spiral wind, the faces of several big men changed greatly, and it was too late to retreat, accompanied by a scalp-numbing sound of flesh and bones, several people seemed to be thrown into the extremely fast rotating turbine blades, and in the blink of an eye, they were crushed into a mass of flesh and blood.

This terrifying scene suddenly made everyone present change color.

"Stand down!"

There was a thunderous explosion of low shouts.

The moment the last word fell, a figure had already rushed out of the car protected by the light shield and flashed in front of everyone.

"The enemy is that you are not the opponent of this man, go back and protect the safety of the duke. ”

"Yes!"

The big men suddenly came back to their senses, and they responded with a brush, and while guarding the thin senior senior, they slowly retreated to the side of the light mask.

Ignoring the horrified and wary gaze of the rest of the people, the thin senior only fixed his eyes on the man in front of him who looked to be in his forties, with flaming red hair and a compelling aura all over his body, and said with a flickering gaze:

"Someone told me that the dignified 'Burning Steel Sword' is now a lackey of the imperial nobles, and I didn't believe it at first, but I didn't expect it to be true. ”

Varga ignored the thin senior's provocative words and asked lightly, "Who are you, who sent you?"

"You don't have to know. ”

After saying this, the killing intent in the eyes of the thin middle-aged man suddenly burst out, and with a direct wave of his hands, two wind wheels with abnormal edges took shape in an instant, like an arrow from the string towards the Valga Split, and a piercing howl that almost pierced the eardrum sounded in the air where he passed.

In the face of the enemy's fierce attack, Varga's face remained unchanged, and the palm holding the hilt of the sword at his waist tightened suddenly, and in the next second, a fiery red light and shadow swept out like a meteor, crushing the two wind wheels one by one at an astonishing speed.

If you look closely, you can see that the fiery red light shadow is a long sword with red energy attached, it looks like it is covered with a layer of slowly flowing magma, and the air near the blade is already extremely distorted.

After defeating the wind wheel, Varga fought non-stop to the skinny senior middleman.

The two fought fiercely in the blink of an eye.

Varga is one of the most famous swordsmen in the Tania Empire, and even though twenty years have passed since the peak of his fame, the word 'Burning Steel Sword' still carries a significant weight in today's transcendent world.

And the strength of the peak Morning Star Knight realm is the foundation of his great reputation.

It's just that his opponent is not weak either - an elemental envoy with a bio-energy level of 25 who has also reached level 25.

The battle between the two peak Morning Star Knights was evenly matched, and in the blink of an eye, it caused huge damage to the street and the surrounding buildings, but in a short time, the surrounding area was like a tornado passing through, the ground was in shambles, and many buildings collapsed, and a large amount of rubble that seemed to have been burned by the high temperature and the red surface was scattered everywhere, making the temperature in the air rise a lot at once.

As the battle grew, a sense of surprise gradually swelled in Varga's heart, the strength of this strange enemy in front of him was really powerful, and the elements with such power made it impossible to be unknown in the transcendent world, but he had never heard of a similar existence.

"Who the hell is this guy?"

Varga was secretly puzzled, and suddenly saw a strange smile on the thin middle-aged man's face, and then suddenly released more than a dozen wind wheels, bypassing himself from all directions to attack the vehicle shrouded in light not far away.

The target is Duke Maurice!

Looking at this scene, Varga's color suddenly changed, and he flashed out with a roar, and before the wind wheel hit the light mask, he swung out a sword shadow in the sky to crush and crush all of them, and then looked at the thin senior man with a gloomy face.

As the skinny senior changed his approach to fighting and focused his attacks on Duke Maurice's car, the battle situation suddenly became delicate.

It is not easy to protect a person under the fierce attack of an elemental envoy of the same level, and Varga, who was originally evenly matched, suddenly became in a difficult situation.

A few minutes later, there were four or five more corpses around the mask, all of them guards who had been killed by the thin senior man, and seeing that it would not be long before the guards would be wiped out, and then the already unfavorable situation would only be even more difficult.

His face changed for a moment, Varga's eyes froze, as if he had made up some kind of determination, and at the moment when he forced the thin senior to retreat, he suddenly let out a low voice, and bursts of red and hot mist suddenly erupted from Zhou's body, and the breath on his body skyrocketed to an alarming level in an instant.

At the same time, a strange smell of sulfur like lava slowly spread.

The temperature in the air rises rapidly.

Feeling the oncoming heat, a solemn look flashed on the thin middle-aged face.

"Is this the secret method that can kill the enemy by leapfrogging the 'Soul Burning'...... It's as powerful as it was rumored!"

"Now that you know the existence of the 'Burning Soul', you should understand the difference in power between you and me now. Varga exhaled lightly, a faint red mist wafting out from the corners of his mouth, and a cold and sharp look loomed in the mist, "Are you ready to die?"

Unexpectedly, the thin middle-aged man not only did not panic when he heard this, but showed a strange smile, looked at him and the light mask not far away, and suddenly turned away without saying a word.

This unexpected scene made Varga slightly stunned, and then his face turned cold, and he subconsciously wanted to pursue, but then he immediately stopped his movements, looked back at the location of Duke Morris, hesitated for a moment, and finally sighed secretly and stopped.

And just this moment, the figure of the thin senior has disappeared at the end of the sky. (Recommended reading: Reading Files 2013)