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Chapter 494: The Abyss of the Extreme North

"By the way, who are the counts participating in this war?" Chris asked.

Potala replied: "There are Bugatti and Count Ignaz, they are working very hard in the battle."

These two are also old acquaintances of Chris.

"Choose Bugatti as Marquis of Tarot City."

Chris wants to take Tarot City into his territory.

After all, this trip cannot be in vain.

Those small cities don't like it, but the big cities can still be eye-catching.

Moreover, this city used to be the territory of the Marquis. Taking it over would not affect the White Tiger King. Instead, it would make Marquis Adolf homeless and have no choice but to work for His Majesty.

I believe the old king will be very happy.

As for how much resentment the Marquis will have, that's not what Chris cares about, since he can't hear it anyway.

Reputation from Bugatti 80.

In the next two days, the Blazing Dragon Kingdom army stayed in Taluo City to rest.

Chris also ennobled hundreds of nobles to assist Bugatti in managing the city, and then returned with his army.

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North of the Snowy Mountains.

The biting wind blew "whirring", as if it was about to freeze the human body and soul.

The temperature here is extremely low, and even high-level knights cannot sustain it for too long.

Thick dark clouds cover the sky above, and not a single ray of sunlight can shine down. This place is shrouded in darkness all year round, with no sunlight visible.

In this dead place where no living thing can enter, a beautiful woman wearing a white gauze dress walked slowly forward. She had a light posture and exuded a noble aura in her movements. Although it seemed that she could not walk very well.

Very slowly, but in the blink of an eye, she was hundreds of meters away, as if she was moving instantly.

Her face was breathtakingly beautiful and incompatible with this world.

Princess Shirley walked for more than ten minutes and finally came to an abyss with no bottom.

The top of the abyss is covered with a red-gold hexagram formation, about three to four kilometers in diameter, which is astonishingly large.

The magic circle rotates slowly clockwise, and the surface exudes powerful energy fluctuations. Just a slight feeling can make the liver and gallbladder of a ninth-level powerhouse burst.

Shirley sat down on the edge of the abyss, took off her shoes, and exposed her smooth and white feet.

Not long after, a huge purple dragon shadow rose from the abyss, but it was very blurry and its appearance could not be clearly seen.

As it approaches, the rotation speed of the magic circle suddenly speeds up, and it emits a dazzling light that makes people's eyes hurt just by looking at it.

"Are you here?" Long Ying's voice was so hoarse that it made people's skin crawl.

But I could barely hear it, it was a female voice.

Shirley nodded and said, "Yeah."

"Is there any news about Caesar?" When he mentioned that name, Long Ying had strong emotions.

"I've traveled all over the continent in the past twenty years, nothing." Shirley shook her head.

Long Ying asked: "What about Caesar's tomb?"

"No." Shirley shrugged helplessly, "According to Anduluo, he built hundreds of tombs for Caesar on the mainland. Even he didn't know which one Caesar entered at the end of his life.

Over the past hundred years, more than a dozen have been found in the Black Dragon Palace, but none of them are the real Tomb of Caesar."

"A bunch of trash!" Long Ying frantically attacked the magic circle, looking extremely angry, "What have you been doing all these years?"

Princess Shirley spread her hands and said: "It's you who told me to focus on absorbing the king's origin energy, while the magicians from the Black Dragon Palace are helping you find materials to build the summoning circle."

"It's not that we don't work hard, it's just that you have given us too many tasks."

Long Ying calmed down a little, and said coldly: "Pay attention to your identity."

"Okay, okay." Princess Shirley curled her lips.

"When does the first summoning begin?" Long Ying asked.

Shirley replied: "Based on the current situation, it will be possible to gather all the materials for the seven magic circles in about one year or five years."

"Very good, even if Caesar comes to the world now, he will have no chance to grow." Long Ying shook his body and seemed impatient, "When I am completely resurrected, I will completely break up his soul."

Shirley watched the other party dancing quietly, with an imperceptible smile on her lips.

After a while, Long Ying calmed down and said, "Pass the Origin Qi to me."

Shirley didn't say much. She spread her hands with her palms facing the direction of the abyss, and an invisible energy was transmitted from her hands.

The six-pointed star array did not block anything and allowed the energy to pass through.

Long Ying took a deep breath, sucking all the source energy into his mouth, showing an intoxicated look.

After a long while, it said dissatisfiedly: "Why is it so small?"

"Please, how many years have I been away? And the amount you want is too big. If those old kings get a few breaths of Origin Qi, the country will be on the verge of destruction." Shirley began to pour out her bitter words.

Long Ying said in an unquestionable tone: "Then you go to the largest country. Is the Empire of Light still there? Go to me!"

Princess Shirley argued: "What you said is lighthearted. The hierarchy of the Bright Empire is very strict, and as one of the most powerful countries on the continent, do you think that old guy, the King of Light, will lack beautiful women?"

"Then you become more charming for me and become the most beautiful person in the world. I don't believe he won't be tempted," Long Ying said.

"Okay, okay, I can't beat you." Shirley pouted, "Then I'll give it a try. I can't guarantee whether it will succeed."

If the master of the Black Dragon Palace saw someone daring to speak to that person like that, his jaw would definitely drop.

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Shadow Leopard Kingdom, in a certain high mountain.

It was also cloudy here, and from time to time a few bolts of lightning struck down, like a knife cutting through the curtain.

In the distance, more than thirty black dots flew towards this direction. The leader was a middle-aged man. He had a very strange appearance. He had two dragon horns on his head and two sharp fangs exposed at the corners of his mouth. He was fanning behind his back.

A pair of fleshy wings, the whole body covered with black scales.

The remaining people were magicians wearing black robes, exuding very powerful auras, and each one was no lower than the sixth level.

"Sir, the Misty City is just ahead. We will be there in another ten minutes or so." A magician flew next to the middle-aged dragon man and said respectfully.

"Yes." The middle-aged dragon man agreed softly, and his wings beat faster. He couldn't wait to see his son.

But after flying closer, he noticed something was wrong: "Strange, why is the hidden magic circle in Mist City not activated?"

Normally, only when you get close to the front of the city can you vaguely see the shadow of a city.

But now, they can see the outline of Mist City from a long distance away.

"What the hell is that boy Dracula doing?"


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