"The Prince of the Shadows. In a bush at the very edge of the excavation site, two pairs of bright turquoise eyes stared motionlessly at the place where Graynas had disappeared, and for a long time the girl's voice came out with some solemnity: "A prince of the shadows." ”

"Lord Grofia, so that gray-skinned wizard is the head of the Ghost City?" Trainee Warrior Shik Lang Erf's eyes were slightly shocked, "What kind of conspiracy is he running here?!"

"It's not clear, but it won't be a good thing. Serra Grofia shook her head, her gaze as sharp as a falcon but very calm: "If I'm not mistaken, this prince of the shadows is called Brenas Tanshur, according to the records of the Church, he is in charge of excavating the ruins of ancient Colorless in all parts of Ferron, if it is him, there may be something related to Colorless hidden under this island." ”

"We should stop him. Like an ordinary apprentice paladin, Sjk Langlf's heart was filled with hatred for the forces of evil and the urge to serve justice: "Lord Serra, let's act. ”

"Don't be impulsive, SmithKline, the color resistance thing has nothing to do with us. Serra looked at the center of the excavation site and shook her head, then said, "The point is to rescue these bewitched people, who may have sinned but do not deserve such inhumane punishment. ”

"Then you should kill this shadow prince. Kronfer breathed heavily.

"Kill?" Serra frowned, after a few years of training, she was no longer so impulsive, as she gained a wide range of knowledge, she naturally knew how difficult it was to kill such a legendary spellcaster, and it was obviously an empty delusion to say that it was to destroy, and now she was more focused on reality.

She has learned many ways to fight against the forces of evil, and she will only choose to fight head-on when she is forced to do so, and of course, thanks to the help of someone back then, she can survive her adventures in the Northlands.

Sierra remembered the man, a wizard with a somewhat eccentric surname, from ...... Searle.

Whenever she thought about his identity, Sierra felt an unnatural sense of sadness.

He can't say that he is righteous or evil, but there is no doubt that this man also has compassion, which is obviously a key to distinguishing between good and evil.

But as she grew older, she knew that a person, no matter how pure and good, could fall into a dark abyss, and the final result would be no more than two: destruction or assimilation.

As this understanding became more and more profound, some of the red-robed mages she had come into contact with were also so paranoid and gloomy, and she gradually became less hopeful.

Moreover, although the contact time was not long, she could clearly feel that the wizard named Penny Sean was not a person with a particularly firm goal, at least not at that time, which meant that this person would not give everything for any ideal, and it was easier to compromise with reality.

This realization naturally made Sierra even more frustrated.

She no longer looked forward to seeing him again, for fear that he would become the last thing she wanted to see, but she still thought of him often.

Maybe it's a kind of nostalgia, she gave birth to this emotion, closed her eyes and shook her head slightly.

In such a tense situation, the mood of nostalgia is naturally out of place.

"Grofia-sama, what should we do?" besides, the trainee samurai was still breathing heavily.

The color of the young face was flushed, as if it had been beaten with chicken blood, and when Sera Grofia saw Skrö, like many trainee samurai she had seen in the past two years, just like her original self, impulsive and brave, but far from mature enough to be protected.

Then she was going to bring him to maturity like a competent mentor, and Serra Grofia felt a pang of emotion as she thought of the wizard who had given him such important guidance.

Let's take it as a kind of memorial, and pass on this guidance to more paladins, as if it were to pass on the warmth that the trainee paladin Sera Grofia felt in that wizard.

Serra sighed and pressed Shik's shoulder, "Don't worry, wait. ”

Sk groaned, nodded his head, and continued to follow Serra to observe the situation in the crater.

But the keepers of the pit would not allow them to continue looking.

After the appearance of the Assassins, the guards here were obviously tighter, and more Shadow Warriors in shining armor brought by the Nether Prince appeared around the excavation site, and various detection devices were activated, and soon a piercing alarm sounded.

"There's an intruder, there's it!" several wizards screamed, pointing their fingers in the direction of the two paladins hiding.

Serra's muscles tensed for a moment.

Dozens of Netherform warriors and several Nethershade wizards surrounded them from all sides.

Smith Kline swallowed, his gaze instantly flustered.

"Let's go. Serra didn't hesitate, and immediately grabbed Shik and rushed out of the hiding place.

"It's the paladins of Tyre, the wands that get in the way, grab them and hand them over to Lord Brenas!" shouted the guarding wizard, and more guards and wizards gathered around from all sides.

As one of the supreme wielders of Ghost City, Prince Brenas has plenty of men.

This is obviously invincible, and there seems to be only one way out.

Without hesitation, Sierra pulled out the holy sword 'Ness Potter' on his waist, and stabbed at the Yin Soul Warrior who was a little caught off guard in front of him, and the blade of the sword strengthened by divine power easily pierced through the heavy armor of the Yin Soul, and the Yin Spirit disappeared in the armor with a piercing scream.

The brave charge carved a path for the paladins, but more besieging guards pointed them to one place.

A flash of light flashed, and Serra and Shik vanished into the center of the circle.

The guards, who had pounced, began to hesitate in place.

A few of the guarding wizards stared widely.

In the end, the leader coughed: "This ...... Pick two people down and take a look, and remember, don't interfere with Lord Brainas, and inform him of this. ”

"This ......" a group of mages sighed at their dereliction of duty, this time bound to be blamed, but few took it seriously.

Two paladins who are not very powerful, and some experienced people can tell that one of them is just a rookie egg, where would he threaten Lord Brenas?

...... Graynath's gaze roamed the circle back and forth, as if trying to find the slightest anomaly in it.

Penny, who was completely invisible in the center of the circle, became highly tense.

If it is discovered by Brainus, with the mana of this legendary mage, even if it is just a few ordinary spells, Penny can be easily killed.

However, the supernatural power of the hub did not disappoint Penny once again, and Brenas frowned and looked at the circle for a long time, finally unable to confirm that the abnormality of the circle was an accidental fluctuation in the natural operation, or simply his delusion.

Maybe a little worm has come in? Brainers had a lot of ideas in his mind.

But apparently reminded him of one thing: "I need to seal this circle." ”

Otherwise, there will be other idlers and others breaking into here.

It's enough to have him here.

As one of the Twelve Shadow Princes and a legendary spellcaster, Brenas Tanshur was confident in his own power, and he was sure enough to deal with the Assassin.

There's no need for anyone else to make trouble here.

And he was a little puzzled to find that the style of the magic circle here seemed to be somewhat inconsistent with the Arcane style of Nessreel, which he was familiar with, but where it didn't match, the Yin Prince was difficult to describe.

Perhaps it's the top-secret level of the Nexa Empire that makes the spells here so hard to identify, and Brainus still hasn't fully figured out what the circle can do other than teleport people down.

So in order to prevent accidents, he decided to seal this magic circle.

He stroked the runes of the upper circle and began to recite the incantation.

This made Penny hesitate, sensing the way Brenas was analyzing the arcane power, and he knew what the Nether Prince wanted to do.

But he didn't dare to move, and even his breathing was at an extremely slow, almost feigned death frequency, and although Brenas couldn't see him or sense him, if he moved casually, he wasn't sure that the noise of the circle would be able to drown out his footsteps.

He held his breath and strained his legs, deciding to jump away from the center of the circle the moment Brenas spell worked.

When the time comes, the fluctuations generated by the burst of mana will interfere with the Yin Prince's senses.

Panny had planned it this way, and it seemed to be the only viable path for him to avoid the Nether Prince's perception and get a chance to escape.

That's what he did.

And just when the spell of the Yin Prince collided with the light of the upper circle, there was a sudden upheaval.

The magic array emitted a strong light, and at the same time produced an astonishing and violent explosion, Penny in the center was dizzy, although he had the protection of the hub, but the force of the explosion still threw his body far away dozens of yards, and before he could react, his body very coincidentally crashed into one of the doors on all sides of the hall, and disappeared.

Brainer's body flew a few yards away from the force of the impact, and he stumbled back a few steps until his back hit the wall, staring at the circle that was now glowing a strange blue with a gloomy face, and finally determined one thing.

This site has been visited by people before.

These seals, including this circle, were filled in later.

The Netherworld Prince frowned again and observed the traces of destruction around him, confirming this more profoundly.

But when his eyes fell on the doors, he became even more hesitant.

The secrecy measures of this top-secret agency are already strict, such as he, a high-level mage in the post-color era, although he has a lot of imperial information, but he doesn't know what traps have been set up here, not to mention that outsiders have visited here, of course, it makes him even more vigilant.

Before he had figured out why, Pretty Nas didn't dare to enter easily.

But the time left for him to hesitate was clearly not long.

The Yin Prince walked to a door and wanted to enter, when suddenly the movement of the magic circle behind him fell into his senses.

He turned around and raised his eyebrows in surprise when he saw a pair of young men and women in gray cloth cloaks and neatly dressed in armor.

Through the light, Serra saw the handsome ghost staring at her, and at the same time gasped and tightened her grip on the weapon in her hand.

Ske's face turned redder and redder, he swallowed, his trembling hand gripping the hilt of his sword.

"Paladin?" Brenos spread his palms, and the expression on his face was a little exaggerated: "What a rare guest." ”

He said.

...... The mage was knocked into a door by a powerful explosion, and after being dizzy for a while, he found himself in a hallway.

The corridor was just as dilapidated, and beyond the holes in the surrounding walls, there was a void, which made Penny more vigilant.

This is no longer Ferron.

It seems that many of the structures of this institute have also been built in other planes through dimensional passages.

This approach is not surprising to spellcasters.

Because many rebellious spellcasters often do some forbidden research that is not tolerated, of course, they have to hide in some places where existence cannot be discovered, and the locations of these institutes are all over the lower realm, the middle realm, the upper realm, the shadow realm, the etheric realm, and so on.

Then he had to be careful to avoid some places - like holes in the floor, cracks in the walls, God knows where he would fly if he fell into them.

Maybe it's weathered garbage in the corners of some plane.

At this moment, the pivot of Patyak suddenly shuddered from his grasp.

This made Penny frown.

It was needed to hide its form, but in Brenos' absence, it didn't seem to be very urgent.

And then the hub created a suction force, as if to drag Penny somewhere, and this suction acted on his perception like a signpost.

"Strange ......," Penny muttered to himself.

This apparently indicates that there is indeed something to do with it hidden in the depths of the ruins, which undoubtedly makes Penny even more curious.

At the same time, it also saved him a lot of effort.

At least you don't have to go through the trouble of finding a way.

In the direction of the hub, the mage walked along the dilapidated corridor, which was so dilapidated that it surprised him, and none of the corridors suspended in a certain plane seemed to be intact, and in many places, there were still clear signs of being ravaged by magic or weapons.

It was clear that these were not the marks left by the Assassins, as some of the scars were very old, apparently old.

"Has anyone been here, or has anyone attacked this place?" Penny had a thought in his mind.

This saved him some of his effort - since he had already been ravaged by others, he would not encounter a trap if he followed the traces of destruction.

That's a good idea.

But after two detours, he suddenly felt a creep.

A sign of impending danger raised his vigilance.

And goosebumps on the side of his neck seemed to remind him that someone was peeking in the dark.

Penny's slackened alertness rose again, and he looked around as alertly as a falcon.

It's still a dilapidated corridor.

But he was sure that someone was hiding here.

A pair of eyes were staring at him maliciously in the dark.

(To be continued)