Extraordinary Noble

Evil God's eyes were cast into the entire world, and the war that controlled the world's survival took place in Vangh Imperial Capital and in the capital of Kexas Kingdom.

And the city of Kent is also an important Single-Ring. Destroy the city of Kent, and the Evil Gods will be able to occupy the entire Kent territory without any hesitation.

Kent City!

With the emergence of the plague, blood moon, and magic tide, this city has the same panic as Will City. All the forces of the Marquis begin to shrink, and everything is mainly to defend the city.

However, the war between Vangh and Kexas weakened the military strength of the two great powers. At that time, the Knight regiment under Marquis Kent, who accompanied the emperor in the war, suffered heavy casualties, and even several hereditary Knights died. Marquis Kent was at his weakest right now.

Perhaps Evil God also took advantage of this opportunity to choose to invade the world.

The people in the city were alarmed, that is, as it should be by rights.

The sky is grey, as if shrouded in a substantial Death Aura. The silk-like raindrops fell continuously, which was annoying.

The once prosperous city of Kent is now very desolate. There are hardly any pedestrians on the street, and even if they occasionally pass by, they are in a hurry.

Large numbers of City Guards, Knights, and Knight's squires, wearing their own armor and cheeks, turned into ruthless war machines. They launched regular patrols in the city, and the excellent Donggran warhorses that were galloping on the battlefield were galloping in the city.

Crowds of magicians began to flee the city, and the rest were fighting magicians loyal to Marquis Kent, or attracted by the marquis' lucrative bounty.

In the city, Magic Street.

The once prosperous Magic Street is also almost empty. All magic shops are also closed, including George's Magic Shop.

In an alley near Magic Street, in the lobby on the first floor of the unremarkable George's villa.

On the exquisite coffee table, there are two cups of black tea that have been cooled, and one cup of black tea that has been drank. Potion Master Old Hamm sat on a sofa, his face dignified.

George VIII stood in front of the open glass window, looking up at the gray sky, his face was as gray as the sky.

The other guest was Detective Knight, John Green.

This handsome and charming gentleman sat on red's sofa with his legs crossed, his mouth slightly raised, revealing two shallow dimples, as if he was in a good mood.

The teacup in front of him has bottomed out.

"Don't be like this. Although the situation is dangerous now, the Marquis is a Marquis after all, and is a great character in the entire empire. With him sitting in Kent City, the Evil Gods can't help Kent City." John shrugged, Then he greeted the maid, who didn't dare to take a breath, and pointed to the teacup.

The maid was dumbfounded and quickly realized what was going on. She hurriedly moved towards John and bowed, took away the empty teacup, and quickly brewed a cup of tea and came back to put it down.

"If it were as easy as you said, the Marquis wouldn't have gone bald." George VIII looked back at his friend, said ill-humoredly.

It is rumored that Marquis Kent has recently lost a lot of hair and has gradually become Mediterranean.

"Then what do you think? In this situation, it is difficult for us to escape. The first is where to escape, Imperial Capital? The situation there may be more sinister. Even if Imperial Capital is in good condition, what about the road? A strong believer of Evil God can come and kill us." John's tone was still very relaxed, and finally he said to George 8: "George. , now what we should do is lie down and sleep, and if you are interested, you can find a beautiful girl to accompany you."

George VIII didn't know whether to cry or laugh,shook the head, he looked towards Hamm with a dignified face, and asked: "Hamm. Where is the magician of Dark Rift, any news?"

Old Hamm shook the head and sighed: "Since the magic tide After that happened,

the magicians of Dark Rift lost the news." At this point, old Hamm's face showed a little hesitation, not sure: "Maybe they were also attacked, maybe."

"How is that possible? That's the Dark Rift!!!" George VIII's eyes widened, and he couldn't be more surprised

Dark Rift is a Secret Realm mage organization closely related to the Kent leader, and the medicine in the city of Kent Ninety-nine percent of ingredients and magic items are provided by Dark Rift.

During the decades of George VIII's life, from the time he was sensible, he was deeply in awe of the power of Dark Rift. And such a Secret Realm mage organization would encounter an attack? And also lost contact with the outside world?

"There is nothing impossible in this world. The power of the Evil Gods is unimaginable. Think about it, even the mighty empires have been attacked. Those Secret Realm mages are powerful, but A Dark Rift is not stronger than an empire."

John shrugged, then his eyes became a little far-reaching, and he said in a voice like a legend: "As far as I know, Secret Realm magicians Only believe in knowledge, they are the most staunch atheists. There are even arrogant magicians who try to slaughter Spiritual God. Those powerful warlocks who don't know whether they are magician or Knight are even more murderous. Whether it is Evil God or good gods for these Secrets Realm magicians, UU reading www.uukanshu.com have more or less hostility."

"Evil Gods have invaded the entire world, so it will definitely open the Secret Realm magicians. Encirclement and suppression. Perhaps not only Dark Rift, such as Winter's Castle, Southern Witches and other top Secret Realm mage organizations have been attacked."

This is too terrifying.

Speaking of this, even the cheerful John couldn't help shivering, he quickly picked up the black tea and took a sip, warming up his body first.

"Why didn't you add sugar?" John took a sip before realizing that he didn't add sugar, so he quickly took out two sugar cubes from the sugar bowl and put them in the teacup to press down.

"What will happen to this world?" George VIII was completely stunned. He staggered to the edge of the window, looked up at the sky, and saw almost despair.

"I don't know. But the Evil Gods won't come easy. Powerhouses won't sit still. But George, I have a suggestion if you run away."

John As he wished, he took a sip of the black tea with sugar, his face returned to a shallow smile, and he raised his head and said to George VIII.

"What advice?" George VIII, heart shivered with cold, asked back.

"Under such turmoil, the more places like Imperial Capital and Kent City are, the easier it is to become the center of the storm, and the more dangerous it is. On the contrary, the more remote the safer it is. Your Excellency Viscount of Dark Night of Will City , isn't your collaborator? Why don't you go to him."

John said with a smile. Helping Colin with his investigations made him feel good about Colin. And recently, Viscount of Dark Night's fame has grown rapidly throughout the Marquis.

Vangh respects powerhouses in the prosperous times, and powerhouses can obtain titles with no difficulty. even more how it's troubled times...

And this Viscount of Dark Night is only thirteen years old.