Throne of Magical Arcana

"You control everything and control the boundary between life and death. You are the king of kings and the **** of gods."

Elder Augustus both had unusually distorted movements of his two hands, his waist swaying from side to side, and his steps were extremely chaotic. However, if he looked closely, it seemed that he could feel a little mysterious taste hidden in it.

矮 The dwarves such as Mirna and Harold who followed him "prayer" have been dizzy by this complicated "dance" movement, imitated hard, persisted hard, and kept saying:

"You give us life, give us food, give us courage to face difficulties, and give us kindness, integrity, compassion, and determination."

At the entrance of the hall, in an empty place, four transparent figures were watching the dwarves' prayers.

"The gestures they prayed are very similar to the gestures and gestures of some rituals of the ancient magic empire." The vampire bride Tess used the blood-instinct instinct "short-distance telepathic communication" to the following housekeeper Galata, Overseer Wells, and accompanying maid Edith said, his tone was doubtful and funny.

They even found a hiding place for the Dwarf Resistance!

Wells and Edith are both blood servants. They have been living in the night plateau since they were small, and they went to the nearby vampire lord castle as far as possible. How could they know the rituals of the ancient magic empire, so after hearing Tess' words, they No one knows how to answer--is the study in the castle accessible to them as blood servants, especially Wells doesn't even know a word!

夫人 "Madam, the action of the old dwarf is too complicated and distorted, and it is very different from the magic ritual." Galata the vampire steward replied respectfully, "rather it is more like the sacrificial dance when the theology of truth first developed."

"Well, the original sacrificial action of the truth **** was changed from a simple magic ritual, and Galata, did you not see it? The action of the old dwarf is complicated and distorted because he is playing six different directions by himself The magician with different actions can be connected ... "Tess hummed softly.

Both Wells and Edith buried their heads low and were afraid to interject at this time. Those lowly dwarfs are unclear, how could they be noble blood servants themselves. Count Vlad, the master, was wounded by the theology of truth theology at the end of a war called "Dawn", and has not been cured. For hundreds of years, I have often slept and never left the step of "Night Plateau". Therefore, in the castle, the topic of theology of truth is taboo. Only orthodox kinsmen such as Mrs. Tess and Mr. Galata can discuss it.

"Ma'am, your vision is very good, it is a bit like it." Butler Galata took a closer look and agreed with Tess's guess. "But their prayers are definitely not mantras, so the ritual will have no effect, but As a result, I don't see the specific ceremony. "

"It doesn't matter, the ritual will have no effect anyway, we can torture them after we catch these stench dwarfs." Tess sneered, completely standing on the vampire's stand, "Dare to pray for the gods? I don't know what I hate most Are missionaries, priests, bishops? They keep my dear Vlad from always accompanying me! "

"Thanks to your wife's sharp eyes, we were able to discover that the dwarf had a problem and found a hiding place for the Resistance." Wells was afraid that Madame Tess could not control her emotions, which would likely hurt herself, so she turned the subject halfway. Flatteringly flattered.

Tess smiled slightly: "He has remained alive and active for at least three years as a slave in the castle. Huh, if it wasn't for hope in his heart, it would have been as lifeless and numb as the normal dwarf. On comparison, it is very easy to distinguish, indicating that he is likely to have a problem. It was unexpected that he had a connection with the Resistance. "

夫人 "Mrs. You are right, dwarves are not worthy of hope, they are captive horses and horses!" Edith followed.

Seeing that the prayer ceremony was about to end, and there was no more on the sidelines, Tess waved his hand: "Kill them, hang them on the castle wall to air dry, and deter other dwarves, lest they be mocked by other counts and viscounts."

"Yes, Madam" housekeeper Galata, along with Wells and Edith, answered in unison.

Harold followed the elder Augustus to worship in full body, and whispered: "The Lord of great life and death, you love us as if you have supreme authority. We will let all the people recite your Your name is honored by you. May your glory be free from all misery and evil. "

"May your Holy Name of Steam come to the highest place again!"

After praying, he quietly made up a sentence: "May you rebuild the glorious steam civilization under your protection!"

what! what! As soon as the inner voice fell, two consecutive screams were made, and Harold rolled up suddenly, looking at the entrance to the hall.

Four figures slowly emerged. It was the familiar Mrs. Tess, the butler of Galata, the Overseer Wells, and the servant of Edith. Among them, Galata was holding a dwarf at the end of the line, and two white fangs were deep. He pierced his neck deeply, and Wells shone with metallic nails on both hands, cutting the throat of another dwarf and spraying blood.

The blood servant is not qualified to enjoy the blood, even if it is wasted.

"You guys, why are you here?" Harold blurted out in panic, his body shaking with trembling.

The glamorous dwarf vampire Tess took out a "nightingale" scarf from Holm's Kingdom, wiped the corners of her mouth gently, and said with a smile: "Did you not bring us?"

The dwarven rebels, stunned by the sudden emergence of vampires and the brutal killing, all turned to look at Harold, with doubts in their eyes, hatred, contempt, and resentment.

"Harold, why are you betraying us?" Quiggins picked up the huge axe and was about to smash this shameful traitor.

The dwarf girl Mirna looked at her companions incredulously: "I trust you that way."

"No, I didn't betray you, Elder, Mirna, Uncle Warren, Uncle Quiggins, I didn't, I didn't! Believe me!" Harold explained to the other dwarves in despair, and forgotten The situation of being "surrounded" by vampires.

Tess giggled, and used her eyes to signal Galata to wait for no killing. She liked this kind of juggling feeling very much.

"I believe you, Harold, you have to betray us and just bring them in." Elder Augustus calmly said.

"The elder ..." Harold felt dawn, even though he only knew what dawn was in the story of the elder.

Augus shook his head in pity, and shouted loudly to the dwarf: "Did you fight hard and kill a **** path? Or died numbly on your knees? It all depends on your choice!"

"Steam is supreme!" The dwarves picked up the giant axe around them and called loudly, for a moment, full of war.

Tess covered her mouth and said disappointedly, "It's boring, Galata, do it."

Galata fixed her bow tie, turned a blind eye to the dwarf who rushed up with her huge axe, and turned and bowed, "Follow your orders, ma'am."

He squinted to see that a giant axe was about to hit his back. Suddenly, he kicked his right foot and turned it into a ghostly ghost image. He walked around behind the dwarf, turned his left hand into claws, and pulled forward.

The dwarf screamed screaming, then the voice disappeared as if blocked by saliva, rolled up on the ground, and after a few strokes, he kicked his legs, could no longer move, and his throat was soaked with blood.

Then he turned into the dwarf, and kept screaming everywhere he went.

The dwarf managed to surround him with the advantage of numbers, but he turned into countless small bats, scattered and flew away, and regrouped in the distance.

Some of the dwarves have already joined hands with Wells and Edith, their strengths are not much different from each other, and the two blood servants are firmly suppressed in the roar of the axe.

Seeing that it was impossible to defeat Galata, and the goalkeepers Wells and Edith did not have the strength of a formal knight, the elder said with pain, "rush towards the door! Escape!"

Twenty-eight dwarves glanced at each other, sighed loudly, dragged Galata, and exchanged lives for other dwarves to flee.

But every ten seconds, a scream rang out among them, and it didn't seem to be long.

I glanced sadly at the dwarves, and the other dwarfs rushed to the door with tears, completely breaking the defense lines of Wells and Edith, and they were about to rush into the passage.

"Waste!" Tess said coldly at the entrance of the passage. She was timid, and two delicate white fangs grew in her mouth. Then she waved her right hand, and a black gas would rush to the dwarves in front of her. Shrouded.

what! The sharp screams came to an abrupt end.

The dark air dissipated, and the few dwarfs in the forefront fell dry and pale, as if the blood was drained instantly.

The rest of the dwarves only felt terrified and fled away, but no matter how they ran, they were afraid to approach Tess within one meter.

Vampires are more than just hand-to-hand combat!

"Why is it so strong?" The elders, Harold, Mirna and others in the back row murmured with pale faces.

Although the elder has always been sober, knowing that the resistance army can never compete with high-level vampires, but I did not expect that ordinary or intermediate-level vampires would be easier to slaughter the resistance forces than to kill cattle and sheep.

"Our hard work, our hard work, our sacrifice have no effect at all?" The elder's legs softened and he knelt down with his back to the altar.

Tess did not continue to perform dark magic, and took out the nightingale handkerchief and wiped her hands: "Don't you understand? You can survive because other blood races are too boring and want to play the game of cat and mouse. Don't hope You will not be disappointed. "

"Really?" The elder erupted a murky tear and banged his head with the head. "Did the dwarves never have a way out? Will the sacrificed people not get a little light?"

He turned and cried to the altar as he cried: "God of steam, Lord of Almighty, Lord of life and death, please save your dependents!"

A scream of dwarves screamed around him.

"Wake up, do you think there will be gods to help you?" Tess laughed. "For thousands of years, or tens of thousands of years, are your dwarves still so naive?"

The elder grandmother completely fell into his own world. While chanting the name of the **** in his mouth, he kept hitting the altar with his head, and the blood stained the stone surface.

"Haha, these idiots." Wells finally eased from the impact of the dwarf, could not help but laugh.

Harold, Mirna, and other dwarves saw fewer and fewer people who could stand ~ www.readwn.com ~ Galata, as if an invincible slaughter machine, also fell down in despair.

"Is the Rebel Army finished like this? Will the dwarves' hope never appear?" Harold thought in pain.

Suddenly, a light flashed in front of his eyes, and his head was lifted subconsciously, and his expression was frozen immediately.

The burnt altar, the previously unresponsive altar, even raised a layer of divine solemnity!

A white light, a gloomy light kept shining towards the surroundings!

After a short period of solidification, ecstasy, gratitude, and other emotions came to mind, and Harold lay on the ground with tears:

"Lord of great life and death, you love us as much as you have supreme authority."

"We will let all people recite your name and honor you."

Dwarves such as Elder Grandma, Mirna, and Kygins also recovered from shock, praying prayerfully to the altar with tears in their faces:

愿 "Under your glory, be free from all misery and evil."

"May your Holy Name of Steam come to the highest place again!"

In the "Altar", a figure wearing a strange black dress slowly emerged.

"Lord, come to the earth and bring the gift of redemption."

"Lord of great life and death, shine by your glory, everything will be purified!"

Elder 、, Harold and other dwarves became more and more excited, and the **** of steam came here to save themselves and others?

Tess, Galata and others looked at the altar in surprise, what happened? (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe and give rewards to the mobile network (), your support is my biggest motivation.)