"Damn bastard! how would he know, how could it be revealed so quickly, impossible, impossible......"

Although he kept muttering about the impossible, Albach, who was shuttling through the dark sewers, knew that in the moments before the legendary spell collapsed, he knew that his methodology was exposed.

This kind of chatter is just a reaction to the uncontrollable emotions of the restless mind, but as a high-level mage, despite the disturbance of the methodology and the confusion of thinking, he is still able to maintain a certain level of sobriety.

As one of Manson's clones, he knew that his existence was not unique, and despite the slight changes in his methodology since his transformation into the Bloodline, as long as she still used Manson's magical power to cast spells, the methodological flaws were still irreparable.

Most high-level mages know that trying to decipher a person's methodology is not a simple task unless the party being deciphered is willing to actively cooperate, but in most cases, it takes years or even decades to explore an unknown methodology through spectator sampling and analysis.

The Night King knew that the methodology would be exposed, and the problem was not with him, but with one of his 'kind's own, but it was useless to think about it too much, and for him now, saving his life was the immediate priority.

The methodology is exposed, then he needs to find a safe place to reinvent the methodology, but for now, he has to escape from the pursuit behind his back.

In this gloomy castle, red eyes weave between the beams and walls.

This is the former castle of the Night Lord, and with Albach's expedition, the elite have been dispatched, leaving only some miscellaneous fish to clean and organize the materials.

"Your Majesty. "The Bloodclan had barely bowed down to the returning Night Lord when he discovered the embarrassed appearance of his master.

Like the off-line robe he put on while running—in fact, it was indeed put on while running, and in that level of explosion, it was impossible for him to preserve the armor and gown that he was accustomed to, even if it was his true face, and it also exposed half of the broken mask, revealing a hideous face stained with black blood.

Of course, this made these low-level vampires tremble, and even more terrifying for them was still behind, a dazzling and astonishing light broke through from the main entrance of this dark castle, and the dazzling positive energy light immediately made these vampire miscellaneous soldiers scream and fall to the ground.

"Your Majesty Albuck, my counterattack has been sent to you, and you haven't answered me yet?"

The light rushed straight towards Albach, who had climbed to the throne in the center of the fortress, and the latter sat on it, but let out a series of crazy roars:

"What do you want to hear? I, Albach, am the destined king of Simon, and you will eventually submit to my feet!"

He slapped the magic array on the handle of the seat, and an astonishing wave of source power enveloped the entire hall, and more runes appeared on the walls, floors, and ceilings of the hall, and the surging dark power solidified a ball of positive energy in the center, revealing a wizard dressed in white and two beautiful women with swords.

The wizard was not surprised by this, but once again threw out the methodological virus, Albuck had foreseen the outcome of what was to come, and as early as the magic circle was activated, he tumbled off the throne and laughed maniacally through a secret passage.

As soon as the wizard broke through the confinement of the magic array and rushed to the entrance of the tunnel, he felt that something was wrong.

Because the floor and ceiling of the castle shook at the same time.

"He's going to ruin this place. Serra looked up at the ceiling and tugged at the wizard's sleeve, "Get out." ”

The wizard frowned, set up his flying spell again, and flew out of the castle from the window next to him with two female swordsmen, and in a few breaths, the huge castle collapsed behind him.

......“...... Is he finished?" After a moment, Lannie's brow furrowed deeply as she looked at the ruined fortress.

She didn't trust her own judgment, let alone a wizard?

"No way, he must have run through the secret passage. It was Serra who spoke, she frowned and glanced at Lanny, who had been being held by the wizard with one hand, and suddenly noticed that this woman she had never seen looked a little familiar, her gaze attracted Lanny's attention at the same time, and the four eyes were facing each other, and the sparks from the collision of gazes immediately reminded Sierra of something:

You don't need to know, you're going to die at my hands anyway. ’

This memory immediately crossed her pupils, and she also knew where the hatred she felt that day came from, which made her look at the woman again, only to see that the other party seemed to have forgotten the urgency just now, and even the greatsword was stuck behind her back, her two arms wrapped around the wizard's neck, and the arc of her chest was tightly pressed against Penny's back, and while making this intimate gesture, she also made a grimace at Serra's lower eyelids.

This action succeeded in making the paladin's face turn pale, and she decided not to think about any more boring things - she was not a grudge-holder, and she tried to hypnotize herself with the reason that she was a vulgar and boring woman, so that she could turn her attention to business.

However, his face was still a little pale.

This undoubtedly excites Lannie, and the flow of excitement through her nerves suddenly makes her feel dizzy—not with joy, but with a sickly nausea.

"What's wrong?" the wizard easily noticed Lannie's strange appearance, and quickly lowered his head and asked with concern.

She shook her head, but her consciousness became more blurred.

"You care about her?" Although she knew that business was important, Serra still couldn't help but ask, and as she asked, she didn't forget to carefully search the crumbling castle with her eyes.

"Yes. He nodded, and Serra said 'um,' and then fell silent.

"Serra, actually, ......" The wizard scratched his head, suddenly feeling the need to say more, "Can I apologize?"

"Apologize?" Her long sword picked up a stone slab, and before she could continue to explore, her movements stopped, "Why apologize?"

"Apologies for myself. The mage sighed and slung Lanny on his back.

Serra's eyes froze for a moment, and finally shook her head, "Now is not the time to talk about these things, we need to try to see if we can find the Night King?"

"I'll see...... No, there is a stone bed underneath, and it is impossible to dig out a long tunnel. ”

The wizard probed the terrain and frowned suddenly, and as he learned the news, his keen senses caught something, and he turned his gaze to the other end of the underground hall, where there was a broken wall, from which a figure crawled out silently and was speeding towards another crypt.

It's the King of the Night!

"Catch up!"

Serra quickly pursued, the wizard following closely behind, but he found that the Night King was moving much faster than before.

When he first entered the sewers, the speed of the Night King could only be described as faltering, but with his geographical advantage and familiarity with the underground, he was not caught up by the three Pennies, but now he is running much faster.

At least it's the same as when you were healthy.

The wizard knew that the vampire king's vitality and physical fitness had caused Albuck's wounded body to recover quickly, but he was not afraid that Albuck would run away.

It was a straight passage, and the wizard stood at the mouth of the passage, unleashing a specially crafted methodological virus.

The oddly colored orb of spell flew in circles towards Albach's fleeing back - causing it to be hit by the ball of light in avoidance, and soon his body fell to the ground with a terrible scream, but instead of losing his ability, he continued to roll over a corner, and the three pursuers also turned a corner, only to be shaken by a burst of blue reflection.

It was an astonishingly large cavern, a hundred yards in length and width, and more than three hundred yards in height, and Penny was sure that he had never heard of it from the legends of Simon.

The vampire's castle is already deep underground, and this place is only deeper, and what is even more miraculous is that half of the dome of this underground plaza is rock formations and stone walls, and the other half is blue transparent crystals.

That's seawater.

The sea water is blocked by a force energy barrier.

The wizard instantly understood, and he looked at the Night King, who was standing in the center of the square laughing wildly, and blessed himself with a lot of protection.

This includes freedom of movement, underwater breathing, protective barriers, and more.

These would ensure that he, Lannie, and Sierra would not be swept away by the sea and drowned.

The Night King watched the wizard finish doing this, and suddenly let out a series of high-pitched and ugly laughs.

The mage watched him silently, but strangely did not catch the despair of the end of the road from these laughter, but a kind of madness.

This is not in line with the common sense in the minds of wizards.

In his opinion, the methodology has been highly eroded, and Auerbach, who has basically lost his ability to cast spells, really has no way out.

Even Serra seemed to say, "Mr. Albach, the people of Simon would love to see you accountable for your crimes. ”

"Crime, what crime do I have?" the Night King sneered, full of irony, "Every creature has been trying to grab all the benefits it can get since its birth, but the range of benefits that each order allows to be grabbed is different, and I obey my order, but you measure me by the order in your heart?"

"If you measure by your stupid creed, this ally standing next to you, who has already committed a crime, is equally damned. The Night King looked at Serra, and suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at Penny: "Will you judge him?ah? hahahaha! This conspirator who deceived the entire West Gate City and played you between applause doesn't seem to look much better than me." ”

"What?" The Night King's words made Serra feel like she had been struck by lightning, and her eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at the wizard next to her who was still staring at the blue curtain of water behind the Night King, and her face was still calm.

It can't be, it can't be, it's this vile creature of darkness that's stirring up our relationship.

She barely convinced herself, but the wizard's slow rebuttal made her heart cold little by little.

"That's the, dear Mr. Diesel, I'm sure you've seen it too, the mage tower at the bottom of the sea. The Night King pointed in the direction of the back left of the blue water curtain, where there was a dark seabed, but Penny did know that there was a structure.

A building that is hidden with special materials or spells.

It is likely that as the Night Lord said, an invisible mage tower built by a mage at the bottom of the sea.

"I found out about it ten years ago, oh you know, the wizards who were able to build mage towers at the bottom of the ocean were two-hit, so over the years, I've always tried to reclaim that mage tower, but three years ago, I knew why it was there. The Night King smiled strangely, which gave birth to an infinite warning sign in the wizard's heart: "I think that even if I am at the end of my life, I can use this place to die with my enemies." ”

He slammed his palm against the shield behind him, and the wizard immediately pulled up the tunnel where Serra had come, but the cold stone door blocked his tracks, and a loud bang suddenly came from behind him, making his whole body stiffen.

Even Serra, who had been blessed with fearlessness, turned pale at the same time as the loud noise sounded.

Lanny, who had passed out in the wizard's arms, seemed to have a distorted face even though she was unconscious.

It was as if I had fallen into a deep nightmare in the midst of this loud noise.

It was the roar of some kind of beast, like a thousand thunderclaps, echoing in this dark hall of the sea.

The Night King laughed maniacally, and a sour wind spewed from the other side of the curtain of water onto his body, and his body immediately melted like a burnt candle.

A large jaw full of fangs sucked the ashes in, and a claw poked out from behind the water curtain and stepped heavily on the ground, a large amount of claw-borne seawater falling to the ground, and some ash smoke and rubble were also splashed.

Another roar rang out, and the black bone armor at the edge of the giant mouth trembled.

The wizard stiffened his head and saw a pair of hollow but threatening eyes.

(To be continued)