The white snow was falling continuously like feathers, piling up on the ground in layers without any sign of melting.
On the white snow, there are scarlet and bloody corpses everywhere, staining the white patches red.
Among the corpses, two confronting figures were standing panting. One was a handsome man covered in pitch black, and the other was short in blood-red robes and surrounded by red blood.
"Turin, are there any last words you need to leave?" The bloody figure sneered.
"Last words?" The black man raised his head, revealing Turin's handsome and enchanting face.
In the gloomy gray sky, large groups of black dots and white dots were shuttled and collided with each other. From time to time, vibrating sounds of self-destruction were heard in the distance. Those were the white-armored birds of the Alliance and the flying dragons and black eagles of the Black Witch Tower fighting against each other.
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From a distance, they look like tiny dots the size of sesame seeds. In fact, they are huge birds with each head over three meters tall. They are veritable weapons of war.
Turin didn't care at all whether Bedolia in front of him would make a sneak attack, he raised his head and looked at the sky quietly.
"Bedoria of Blood, you will ambush my elite team right here. Someone must have revealed the information to you, right?" He said slowly.
"Are you stalling for time? It's useless. The alliance forces here have retreated. This area is now within the scope of my Black Witch Tower." Bedolia's scarlet eyes were like two solidified blood clots, and the blood around him became thicker and thicker.
Get up. "The longer you delay, the more time you wait for my people to arrive, you won't even have the last chance."
"So what?" Turin laughed softly. "Are you less injured than me? That Sith rune just now felt good, didn't it?"
"My eyes only need a few days of training to recover, or it's not difficult to just replace them with a new pair of eyes." Bedoria was cold during the interview and shouted. "I don't know exactly what you are delaying, but anyway
, you have no chance."
"Then come and kill me quickly." Turin said calmly, opening his arms in an undefended state. "After living for more than five hundred years, I am almost tired of living."
The more he behaved like this, the more Bedoria did not dare to act rashly. This happened twice in a row. He was used by Turin to use the so-called Sith rune, and his soul was extracted twice at the moment of attack, and he lost one person each time.
Only one eye. Now he is blind in both eyes. Although he uses mental scanning to replace his vision, his strength has also been greatly affected.
Now this guy was doing this again. Bedolia immediately hesitated. He didn't dare to act rashly until he understood the principle of what the Sith rune was.
And even now that he saw Turin acting like this again, he felt a little frightened.
"Turin, you and I were once figures of the same era. There is no need for you to sacrifice hundreds of years of hard work for the so-called hypocritical peace! Come here. Together with the powerful Black Witch Tower, with your strength, you will never
Being at the bottom is much better than the current situation of dying in embarrassment. Working your life for those disgusting, hypocritical and dirty things, is this your true will?"
Turin laughed.
"At the very beginning, I suggested to the leader to kill you directly. It's a pity that the leader at that time didn't listen to my opinion. Otherwise, it would be your turn to speak. It's a pity that Laila took some people underground. The one who really decided to follow the leader,
It’s just me. Otherwise, how could the situation develop to this state?”
"Just for an illusory foresight? The future has countless branches, Turin. Dang is powerful enough to affect the future." Bedoria said coldly.
"Perhaps, I have never regretted my decision to follow the original leader from the very beginning. Now that I have decided, regretting is a waste of time. No matter what the outcome is, you have decided it yourself. You must have the awareness to bear the consequences of this decision."
Ling's face was slightly confused, as if he had recalled something, and there was a trace of tenderness in his eyes. "From the moment my sister told me this before she died, I have decided not to regret it anymore."
Not far away, in the wind and snow, there were faint sounds of rapid footsteps and the low roars of wild animals.
Turin smiled and slowly pulled out a long curved silver blue-edged dagger from his thigh. A trace of calmness and relaxation appeared on his face.
"Bedolia, you will come to see me soon... The leader will not be that simple." He said meaningfully.
For some reason, Bedolia suddenly felt a little chilly all over.
"Damn it! Kill him!!" he roared.
Behind him, large groups of black-armored wizards rode around on giant beasts, their eyes shining with blood-red luster.
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Fairy world gap
A towering brown tree stands in the center of the gap world.
The huge dark green crown has streams of white water flowing out. Like white streams, they flow vertically into the abyss below the giant tree.
These water flows meandering out from the depths of the leaves and branches. The source cannot be seen clearly, but it seems to be the liquid secreted by the giant tree itself. Some water flows fall along the gaps in the branches, splashing white mist.
The air is moist and cold, and occasionally the clear chirping of birds comes from the branches of the trees, and a few small black finches chase and play around the giant tree.
Everything seemed extremely quiet and peaceful.
The giant tree is covered with densely packed brown wooden window sills. The uppermost one is in front of an arched window sill.
A silver old bat was quietly folding its wings, standing on the windowsill, looking at the quiet forest around it.
"Teacher, Minister Cadywin's reply has arrived." In the study behind the old bat, a round yellow egg adjusted his glasses and said in a deep voice.
This egg is only the size of a palm, has limbs and a human face, and wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. It is standing on the desk with a snow-white leather roll under its feet.
"Take it." The old bat said calmly with his hands behind his back.
"Yes." Brother Egg nodded, his whole body shaking.
As soon as he finished speaking, lines of writing suddenly appeared on the blank paper scroll he was stepping on.
The egg kicked with one foot, and the document flew out immediately, sending the scent of the old bat on the window sill.
The old bat raised one wing and caught the document easily. He glanced at it and his face suddenly turned ugly.
"As expected..." He sighed, and the document in his hand automatically turned into a silver dot of light and disappeared. "I originally disapproved of this war. If it weren't for the strong support of the old immortals in the White Witch Tower, we wouldn't be in this situation.
This is an embarrassing situation. Now the situation is completely in the hands of those Dukes. Our witchcraft department basically has no command authority."
"What are you worried about?" A cold light flashed on the egg mirror. "The arrival of the King of Dream Shadows has become a reality, and the alliance cannot stop us."
"I don't know why, but we have deviated from our original purpose. The original purpose was simply to return to the wizarding world." The old bat said calmly, "Since when did the wizards of the empire begin to be harassed by the goblin kings?
Affected, he has lost his original intention.”
"Teacher, you are always so kind. The head of the reform department has taken advantage of you this time. Don't you have any plans to fight back?" Egg asked.
"Fight back?" The old bat turned around and smiled. The bat's smile looked a bit like a ferocious smile. "I have already submitted a letter of intent to the empire. Anyway, I have been picked clean."
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Layton Heights main altar
In the gray sky, there were suspended golden giant birds and two other powerful figures with terrifying auras.
The three of them were facing a semicircular white altar on the ground, with terrifying transparent ripples of light gold lingering around their bodies.
All the golden ripples concentrated on the golden bird, quickly condensing into a golden crown on its head.
The giant bird has four wings on its back, and a white line on its back connects to the top of its head.
The most bizarre thing is that the black shadow projected by this golden giant bird on the ground is not in the shape of a bird, but a ferocious monster that looks like a flying dragon.
"Prince Demon Dragon, I didn't expect you to be the Demon Dragon Prince."
On the white altar on the ground, three tall black figures stood with their hands behind their backs.
Standing at the back in the middle was a man dressed as an aristocrat, wearing a long white waist-length wig. His arms, thighs and chest were bulging high, as if the black and gorgeous aristocratic service was about to burst at any time.
The man was over four meters tall, and his clothes looked like a black trench coat. The hem of the clothes hung down to the back of his knees and had silver lace.
"First time we meet, I am Duke Mist, currently the commander-in-chief of the Black Witch Tower Legion."
The white altar behind him is in the shape of a semicircle, with five petal marks evenly arranged on it. They are arranged in a fan shape.
Three of the marks have already lit up with blue fluorescence.
"Three of the five sub-altars have been prepared. There are still two legion commanders guarding me. Demon dragon, you are depressed and have no chance." Duke Myst said lightly.
"Opportunity?" The giant golden bird in the sky chuckled, with a voice as sharp as a woman's. "Aren't there two more that have not been activated? This is enough time. All low-level beings around have been expelled. Let's see now.
No matter how strong the three of you are, the three of us will win."
"I want to see what the legendary terrifying dragons are capable of!" Miste sneered and took out a pair of black leather gloves and slowly put them on.
A huge white snake made of white smoke slowly appeared behind him. The white snake hissed and quickly coiled Mist around it, looking up at the giant bird in the sky.
"Secret Technique, Smoke of Immortality!" Misty shouted, and the giant white smoke snake suddenly expanded, rapidly growing from its original diameter of one meter to two meters, three meters, ten meters, and twenty meters!!
It didn't stop growing and expanding until the giant snake's body, which was thirty meters in diameter and hundreds of meters long, completely surrounded and protected the entire altar.
The other two legion commanders looked at each other and flew out at the same time, turning into two black lines and heading towards the giant bird in the sky. The faint cry of the beast before it died could be heard in the air.