Throne of Magical Arcana

After a lot of hardships and obstacles, a little sunlight finally penetrated the dark clouds and mist in the sky, penetrated the dense canopy and branches, and left a golden spot in the dark and cold mountains.

Clicking, a sturdy right foot in knight boots stepped on a gold spot, stepping down the rotten leaves, and stepping on a dead branch hidden in it.

的 Werewolf Nasdell, who was behind him, thought with a little surprise: "How could the Prince Prince not be able to control the strength of his own footing, is he thinking about any important issues?"

Walking forward was the Werewolf Prince Dubnar. He has short silver-gray hair, sturdy and lean, and full of faces, and at first glance is an epic knight who is good at fighting.

Dubnar wears strange black armor, which is not as bulky as full body armor, and does not have small pieces of armor. He seems to be made of "leather armor" made of the material and craft of full body armor. He plays with each one in his hands. Lapis Lazuli, Hailan Stone and Sun Stone, in an unpredictable tone: "Nasdell, are you surprised?"

"Her prince, how do you know?" Nasdall blurted out in amazement, and his prince could guess what he was thinking without using his extraordinary power? It is indeed the best wise man and the most cunning conspirator of the werewolf family!

伯 Du Bernal narrowed his eyes and looked forward at the beam of light that penetrated through the dense branches and leaves. It was so bright and clear that it seemed to be able to see countless dust flying inside.

"I know you must be surprised why I don't go directly to the Valley of Firestone through the Gate of the Otherworld, but walk slowly in the forest." Du Bernal said in a unique tone of "wise man".

"Flamestone Valley" is home to the Dark Council headquarters.

Alas, I'm just surprised how you can't control your strength. When I waited, I wasn't surprised why the Prince would choose to walk. It took several hours to reach the "Firestone Valley"! Hey, compared with the vast and profound wisdom of the sea, my prince, I am so far apart. Even the most obvious anomaly was not found. My prince had to take the initiative to point me out!

Nasdell, who has always thought of himself as a clever, first hesitated for a while and then understood the "good intentions" of His Excellency the Prince. He was half-embarrassed and half-hearted and impressed with his sincere admiration for His Excellency: "Yes, Your Excellency, I am indeed very Surprised. "

Haha, Du Bernal laughed silently. Your mind is really guessing. As the most cunning and wise prince of the werewolf family, you can just reason about it: "This meeting was Danisos and German Gura's joint proposal hopes to integrate the parliament into a commanding unblocked whole. It is no longer as before. It has no binding force on all parties. The demon demon has the goal of demon demon. Infighting began. "

"This is a good thing as a whole, but it is not necessarily for us werewolves, because we are the only one in our family who has reached the legendary level with Sonet and me, compared to the four early generations of Taikoo dragons and vampires of the dragon family, It ’s really a long way off, and both Soni and I have been stagnating for a long time in the legendary third-order, without the peak level of Danissos and Dracula. If they are integrated, we may become the slaves of the **** vampires. '. "

Listening to His Excellency, the Prince clearly talked about the future and situation of the werewolf tribe. Nasdall had bright eyes, his heart was shaking and worried, and he worshipped abnormally. Prince Soonite and others always laughed at his prince. Muscles, bloodthirsty and cruel, do not think at all, but listen to these words, can they speak?

There are several princes of the wolves, but only two have reached legendary standards.

Du Bernal's expression became solemn and solemn: "So I chose to walk to give myself time to think about how we werewolves could get out of this predicament and get enough benefits from this matter ..."

Looking at the tall back of His Excellency, Nasdall felt that his nose and eyes were sour and so touching. His strong werewolf could not control his emotions. His Excellency is really the conscience and hope of our werewolves. It is ours. Savior.

"Her prince, have you figured out a way?" Nasdler asked slightly eagerly.

"... this is a complicated and difficult problem, not so easy to solve ..." Du Bernal's tone became heavy. Suddenly, he sniffed and said solemnly, "I smell strange."

Strange taste? A stranger who can reach this deep mountain safely? Nasdall felt signs of erecting wolf fur all over his body, but reassured when he saw the majestic back of His Excellency the Prince.

Du Bernal suddenly turned his head, the figure fluttered forward, and the huge wind blew up, blowing off the towering trees directly, exposing the distant lake rippling with microwave light.

At the edge of the lake, where the wind is blowing, "time and space" is dangling like water, a figure slowly stands out. He wears a black double-breasted long dress, a top hat of the same color, and holds a delicate and complicated silver and white pocket watch in his right hand. It's Lucian.

Baluchien was not surprised and panicked, but nodded gently. The legendary werewolf's keen sense of the surrounding environment changes was extraordinary, even more exaggerated than the parliamentary records.

Roar!

伯 Du Bernal's short silver-gray hair rose up, her mouth opened, sharp spiked teeth grew, and her golden eyes were stained with silver and white.

His body is half-bent, like a long bow full of strength, with dozens of hundreds of dark shadows entangled around his body.

His eyes burst into light, and the silvery white disappeared suddenly.

But in the dark forest, a cold cold moon rose slowly and hung on the treetops!

Under the bright moon, the hundreds of black shadows spread out and rushed towards Lucien from all directions, some like real shadows, walking against the ground, some like black crows, flying from mid-air, and some as if A real werewolf waving his minions.

后 After the shadows spread, Du Bernal has lost his trace. It seems that each of these shadows can become him!

"Luxury cracks!" Lucian pointed with his hand, and the spell was issued.

Crackling, the shadows shattered without resistance and blended into the darkness the moonlight couldn't shine on.

Suddenly, the shadow at the feet of Lucian's feet came to life, turning into a burly werewolf, his claws grasped Lucian's body with a touch of silvery light!

The shadows before Dubbonar are all cover up, this is his fatal blow!

Clicking, when he saw the beautiful and mysterious pocket watch, he heard a clear sound, and then saw nothing, as if locked in another world.

Crackling, something appeared to be broken on Dubnar's body, and bursts of silver glow, reflecting the cold moon.

As a result, the surrounding gray and white became vivid, and various colors returned, but Dubonal's sight no longer had the figure just now. It was just the ethereal sound of "sound of mind" coming from the ear.

Boom!

Du Bernal felt like he had been thrown by an alchemy bomb in his mind. The huge roar made him dizzy and could no longer maintain his balance. At the same time, his mind became dull and his soul could hardly contain the earthquake.

As an epic knight, his instinct allowed him to lie down on the ground regardless of his image, quickly roll and jump in the shadows, avoiding subsequent attacks.

"Hehe." A soft laugh came from the forest next to him. "Du Bernal, I didn't expect you to be so embarrassed. If Mr. Evans had not thought of killing you, you wouldn't be so complete now, whether it's "Ice Goddess Forgiveness", or the anti-matter spell that wounded "Hell Lord", is not something you can resist. "

In his voice, a black but four-clawed white kitten pierced out of the forest, lying lazily on the ground, playing with his belly, and behind it, a sickly-looking girl floating In mid-air, her features are delicate and delicate, wearing a robe with a strong ancient magic empire style, covered with complex and mysterious patterns.

少女 Like a kitten, this girl has green eyes and dark eyes. Her long honey-colored hair curls up slightly and she drapes on her back.

Although she tried to hide her breath, Lucian, who had been promoted to the pinnacle of the legend, was keenly aware that she was a vampire and a legendary vampire, but it did not match all the vampire princes she knew and did not have The strange feeling of the first blood race.

After teasing Du Bernal, she turned to Lucien, who was not far away: "Mr. Evans, I'm Phitea, a subordinate of Prince Dracula ~ www.readwn.com ~ He senses your fighting, send Let me ask, what do you want to do in Firestone Valley? "

虽然 Although she claims to be a subordinate of Dracula, she does not have the respect she should have in her tone. It is as if she is talking about an ordinary friend.

"Can't I come to the Firestone Valley?" Lucian asked with a smile, "I heard that Mr. Rhein is currently nearby?"

Fitia? This name sounds familiar ...

"Earl Silvereye's whereabouts have always been a mystery, but I think he will definitely come to the next meeting." Fitia did not follow the signs of Dracula's order at all, but smiled and told Lucien about Rhein .

Humph!

A cold humming, a thick darkness filled the forest, the power of the legendary peak made a dark creature fall to the ground.

Lucien's expression remained unchanged. Taking a step forward, the surrounding space and time suddenly changed. Stars of various colors rose in the darkness. The central one among them exuded intense heat and light, shining like the sun. dark.

In silence, the darkness faded, the stars disappeared, and everything returned to its original state. The two legendary pinnacles initially tried each other by breath induction.

Mr. Evans, who had just entered the peak of the legend, was no worse than Prince Dracula ... Fitia put a smile on her face. (To be continued, this text is provided by the breaking dawn update group @ 丶 打 豆豆 mm. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for referrals and monthly passes. Your support is my greatest motivation.)