Chronicles of Ryan the Wizard

"What should I do next?" Ryan didn't want to stay here for too long, and he didn't care about taking care of King Alexander Andrew, so he asked in the most direct words.

Ryan’s voice awakened the meditating King Alexander Andrew. He stepped into the sarcophagus, then pointed to the neatly stacked clothes inside the sarcophagus, and said to Ryan: "Young little magician, yours The magic robe has been destroyed, I will give you this one."

Ryan turned to look at King Alexander Andrew, who also turned to look at him: "Young little magician, this robe was worn by the magician who fled back then. I have a powerful army and a vast territory. In the end, I can only get this robe. Perhaps the best thing I can't get is the best, right? Until the last moment, I still couldn't forget her. To quell my only regret in this life, I buried it."

"Forget it, such an expensive thing."

"Give it to you, young little magician. Staying with me can only be obliterated forever. I hope you will take good care of it and treat it as a remembrance of your adventure."

"Okay, I will cherish it." Ryan did not want to entangle with King Alexander Andrew on this matter, so he nodded and agreed. He picked up the dress and put it in his storage pocket. .

"Let's do it!" King Alexander Andrew turned his head with great perseverance, not looking at the crystal sarcophagus: "Destroy this sarcophagus with all your strength, and it's ok." After speaking, King Alexander Andrew walked back slowly. Entrance passage, left floating.

One magic charm after another was read from Ryan's mouth and echoed in the secret room. Ryan's resolute expression on his face seemed to indicate that this was not ordinary magic.

After more than ten seconds, the magic was finally completed. A fist-sized dark red fireball flew out of Ryan’s hand and flew towards the crystal sarcophagus quite slowly. Ryan, who released the magic, immediately turned around and ran. The figure quickly disappeared in the passage.

At the same time, the dark red fireball accurately fell into the crystal coffin. The intense light was accompanied by the hot magical flames, and the crystal coffin and everything inside were torn into pieces in an instant. The powerful impact made these pieces. The high-speed spread outward, but the speed of the flame burst far exceeded the speed of the fragments splashing, so the fragments burned violently in the air, and the thick smoke enveloped everything together.

Under the dual pressure of the explosion and the uncontrollable magic circle below, the platform where the crystal coffin was originally parked began to vibrate, and soon the energy intensity from the blood pool below it exceeded the power of the flame explosion, and it was pulled by the powerful magic power. , The platform began to crack.

These cracks quickly began to spread when the naked eye could see clearly, and soon the entire platform began to fall apart.When the support below the platform collapsed, the platform where the crystal coffin was parked broke into several pieces and fell into the blood pool, arousing thick blood. One after another, the evil spirits rushed to break through the shackles of the magic circle. The bottom of the blood pool flew up.

While these things happened, Ryan quickly ran out of the passage and returned to the upper palace.When he appeared on the high platform, he first saw King Alexander Andrew, who had already sat on the throne.As soon as Ryan stood firm, before he could speak, he heard a loud noise from the passage connecting the blood pool and the magic circle below. That was the sound of the platform falling into the blood pool after it broke into several pieces.

"Woo~" The unjust souls trapped in the blood pool by the magic circle were released, and they floated out along the passage that Ryan had walked through, and their cries echoed in the upper palace.The blood of these King Alexander Andrew has been completely bound by the magic circle in the blood pool for 400 years, and has suffered.Because of the existence of the magic circle, they, like King Alexander Andrew, will always become immortal monsters.

Now, the young little magician Ryan has rescued them. There is no crystal coffin that parked the corpse of King Alexander Andrew. The operation of the magic circle is problematic. These innocent souls will no longer be bound by the magic circle. They finally You can get relief.

These poor souls wandered around the body of the young little magician with gratitude. Although these immortal souls could only make such cold voices, Ryan could fully feel the gratitude contained in them. The evil spirits surrounding him waved their hands gently and whispered: "Rest in peace, everything is over."

After receiving Ryan's reminder, these evil spirits let out a sigh after release, then slowly rose up, turned into crystal dust, and disappeared in the air.

Maybe it was because of the abnormal operation of the magic circle. The gargoyles lined up in a neat array around the palace suddenly made a vague voice: "Protect Your Majesty the King" and slowly addressed the six arrows mercenary group. Approach.Before Bury and the others could react, King Alexander Andrew, sitting high on the throne, made a majestic voice, "My warriors, I am your king, the invincible Alexander Andrew."

King Alexander Andrew’s words stopped these turbulent gargoyle legions from moving, and they were still lined up in a neat phalanx, as if the soldiers on the march were waiting for the king’s review.

At the signal of King Alexander Andrew, the densely standing gargoyles surged like a tide, giving way to a passage.

"Let's go!" King Alexander Andrew pointed to the newly opened passage and said to Ryan: "Get out of here."

Ryan glanced at King Alexander Andrew with a mixed mood. It was his ambition that caused all the tragedies, but the hundreds of years of life like "captivity" also gave him some punishment.Now that the magic circle begins to collapse, the "life" of King Alexander Andrew will truly come to an end with the collapsed magic circle, the dust will return to the dust, the dirt will return to the ground, all this will truly end.

Looking at Ryan, who turned and walked off the high platform, King Alexander Andrew suddenly shouted: "That sword! Give it to you."

Ryan, who was walking down the high platform quickly, stagnated when he heard these words. He turned his head and looked at King Alexander Andrew sitting on the throne. The latter's face had begun to age, and his black hair began to slowly turn white. There are obvious signs of weakness.

"It has been with me throughout my life. It is the only proof that I have ever stayed in this world. Just like mine, my son." King Alexander Andrew, who has always been majestic, said with warm words: "Take it away." , It shouldn't be buried with me!"

Ryan nodded. Although he didn't speak, King Alexander Andrew had already got a promise from his determined gaze. It was a tacit understanding between evenly matched opponents.King Alexander Andrew's expression relaxed, and his hair turned from black to white faster and faster.