Throne of Magical Arcana

After a lot of hardships and obstacles, a little sunlight finally penetrated the dark clouds and fog in the sky full of space cracks, penetrated the dense tree crowns and branches and leaves, leaving a gold-like spot in the dark and cold mountains.

Click, a sturdy right foot wearing knight boots stepped on a gold spot, sag the accumulated rotten leaves down, and stepped on one of the dead branches hidden by the way.

Nasdell, the werewolf behind him, thought with a little surprise: "How could the prince have no control over the strength of his footing? Is he thinking about any important issues?"

Walking ahead is the werewolf prince Du Bernal. He has short silver-grey hair, sturdy and capable, and a face full of flying and lofty. At first glance, he is an epic knight who is good at melee.

Du Bernal wears strange black armor, which is not as bulky as the whole body armor, and does not have small pieces of armor. It seems to be "leather" made of body armor materials and craftsmanship. The lapis lazuli, hailan stone and sun stone, with an inscrutable tone of voice: "Nasdell, are you surprised?"

"My prince, how do you know?" Nasdell blurted out in amazement. His prince could guess what he was thinking without using extraordinary powers?Worthy of being the best wise man of the werewolf family, the most cunning conspirator!

Du Bernal narrowed his eyes and looked forward to the beam of light that had penetrated through the dense foliage. It was so brilliant and clear that it seemed to see countless dust flying inside.

"I know you must be amazed why I didn't go directly to the" Flamestone Valley "through the" gate of the other world ", but walked slowly in the forest." Du Bernal said in the tone of the "wise man".

"Flamestone Valley" is the headquarters of the Dark Council.

Uh, I'm just surprised how you can't control your footing strength, etc. I'm not surprised why the prince chose the way of walking. It takes several hours to reach the "Flamestone Valley"!Hey, compared with the vast and deep wisdom of the sea of ​​the prince, I am really far away. Even the most obvious anomaly has not been discovered, and the prince has to take the initiative to point me!

Nasdell, who always claimed to be smart, was stunned for a moment, and then understood the "good and painful intentions" of the prince, half self-satisfied, half moved, and sincerely admired the prince: "Yes, prince, I I was really surprised. "

Haha, Du Bernal laughed silently. Your mind is too good to guess. As the most cunning and wise prince of the werewolf family, just reasoning and knowing: "This meeting is Danissos and Germany. Gula proposed jointly, hoping to integrate the parliament into an orderly unbroken whole, no longer as in the past, no binding force on all parties, the demon has the goal of the demon, the devil has the idea of ​​the devil, Infighting started with little attention. "

"It ’s a good thing overall, but it ’s not necessarily for us werewolves, because only Sone and I have reached the legendary level in our family, compared to the seven Taikoo dragons of the dragon family and the four early generations of the vampire family. It's really far from each other, and Sonic and I have been stuck in the legendary third order for a long time. Without the top level of Danissos and Dracula, if they are integrated, we may become damn vampires' slave'."

Listening to the prince's humorous talk, he clearly analyzed the future and situation of the werewolf family. Nasdall was bright in his eyes, and his heart was shocked and worried and worshipped abnormally. Muscle, bloodthirsty and brutal, they can't think at all, but can they tell what they say?

The Werewolves have several princes, but only two have reached the legendary level.

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

Looking at the tall back of the prince, Nasdell felt that his nose and eyes were sour, so touching. His strong werewolf could not control his emotions. His prince was really the conscience and hope of our werewolf family, it was ours Savior.

"His prince, have you thought of a solution?" Nasdell asked slightly anxiously.

"... This is a complex and difficult problem, not so easy to solve ..." Du Bernard's tone became heavy, and suddenly, his nose pumped, solemnly: "I smell a strange smell."

Unfamiliar taste?A stranger who can safely reach the depths of this dark mountain?Nasdell felt that the wolves all over his body showed signs of erecting, but as soon as he saw the majestic back of His Excellency the Prince, he felt relieved again.

Du Bernal suddenly turned his head, the figure flew forward, the huge gust of wind blew up, blowing off the towering trees directly, exposing the distant lake with micro-wave light.

On the edge of the lake, where the wind was blowing, "time and space" swayed like water, and a figure slowly stood out. He was wearing a long black double-breasted gown, wearing a top hat of the same color, and holding a delicate and complicated silver and white pocket watch in his right hand. Lucien.

Lucien didn't surprise or panic, but nodded gently. The legendary werewolf's sensitive response to changes in the surrounding environment was indeed extraordinary, even more exaggerated than the parliamentary records.

Roar!

Du Bernal's silver-gray short hair was raised, the mouth was opened, and sharp spikes grew out, and his golden eyes were stained with silver.

He was half bent, like a long bow full of power, and dozens or hundreds of black shadows were wrapped around him.

His eyes burst into light, and the silver layer disappeared suddenly.

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

Under the bright moon, hundreds of black shadows spread out and flew from all directions towards Lucien, some of them were like real shadows, walking against the ground, some were like black crows, flying from the air, and some seemed to be like The real werewolf, waving his minions.

After the shadows spread out, Du Bernal lost track, it seems that every shadow can become him!

"Luxury is cracked!" Lucien pointed his hand, and the spell came out.

Pappapap, black shadows shattered without resistance, and merged into the darkness where the moonlight could not shine.

Suddenly, the shadow at Lucien's feet came to life, turning into a burly and abnormal werewolf, and his claws grabbed Lucien's body with a faint silver light!

Dubenal's previous shadows were all covered up, and this was his fatal blow!

Snap, when he saw the beautiful and mysterious pocket watch, he heard a clear sound, and then he could see nothing, just like being locked in another world.

Slap, there seems to be something broken on Du Bernal's body, bursting out of a silver glow, and shining with the round of cold moon.

As a result, the gray surroundings became alive, and various colors returned, but Du Bernal's sight no longer had the figure just now, but the ethereal sound of "mind thunder" came from his ears.

boom!

Du Bernal felt as if he had been placed with an alchemy bomb in his head. The huge roar made him dizzy and could no longer keep his balance. At the same time, his thoughts became dull and his soul could not contain the earthquake.

As an epic knight, his instinct allowed him to lie down on the ground ignoring the image, quickly tumbling and jumping in the shadows to avoid 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 didn't have the idea of ​​killing you, you wouldn't be so complete now, no matter whether it's "Forgiveness of the Ice Goddess", or the antimatter spell that hurt the "Lord of Hell", are not something you can resist. "

In the voice, a black kitten with four claws and white snow came out of the forest, lying lazily on the ground, playing with his belly, and behind it, a girl who looked weak and sick floated In the air, her facial features are delicate and delicate, wearing a robe with a rich ancient magic empire style, covered with complex and mysterious patterns.

Like the kitten, this girl has a pair of deep green eyes and long, honey-colored hair curled up slightly and draped over her back.

Although she tried hard to cover her breath, Lucien, who had been promoted to the pinnacle of the legend, was keenly aware that she was a vampire, a vampire with a legendary level, but it did not match all the vampire princes she knew, and there was no The peculiar feeling of the early blood.

After ridiculing Du Bernal, she turned to Lucien not far away: "Mr. Evans, I am Fitia, a subordinate of Prince Dracula. He sensed your fight and sent me to ask, you What do you want to come to Flamestone Valley inexplicably? "

Although she self-proclaimed to be a subordinate of Dracula, she did not have the respect she deserved in her tone. It was as plain as saying an ordinary friend.

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

Fitia?The name is familiar ...

"The whereabouts of the Earl of Silver Eyes has 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, but he told Lucian about the Rhine with a smile .

Humph!

A cold hum rang, and the thick darkness filled the forest, and the pressure of the legendary peak made all the dark creatures creep on the ground.

Lucian's expression remained the same. Taking a step forward, the surrounding space and time suddenly changed. Stars of different colors rose in the darkness. The one in their center exudes intense heat and light, illuminating the darkness like the sun.

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

Mr. Evans, who had just entered the pinnacle of legend, was no worse than Prince Dracula ... Fitia put a smile on her face.