The Amber Sword - 1448. Chapter 1448 The Three Hundred and Fortieth Acts Fall

The morning of Baishan was shrouded in mist, and the air was filled with bleak and icy breath, and mourning chants came from a distance. The elves packed the bodies of their companions on the battlefield, faintly weeping and breaking. The loneliness and tranquility under this morning light.

A pair of wise eyes can see the darkness and tricks hidden behind it through the fog, and these dark eyes are silently watching the bones scattered around on the battlefield.

“My dear Majesty, let’s go back. It’s not safe here. Those crazy elves may rush to tear us to pieces at any time.”

Her Majesty the Queen of Madara was unmoved. She bent down, grabbed a handful of dust from the ground with her white bare hands, then let go of her palms and let the gravel fall from her slender fingers.

“Did you see anything?”

“It is indeed a trace of psychic black magic, a very clumsy cast-off. I can smell the stench of the old guys in the Undead Sequence from far away.” Instaron replied.

“But they don’t think so.” The queen pointed to the elves in the distance.

Instaron had to shrug his shoulders.

“Go back,” she said.

“Have you really gone back?” Instarron was stunned. He and Targus, who was stern-faced, looked at each other and saw the doubts in their eyes. This queen is by no means a person who can listen to advice. Once she has her own opinion, then the empire will operate according to her will.

“The matter is clear, what are we doing here?” Her Majesty asked rhetorically.

“But how do we explain to those crazy tree drills? From their point of view, the undead sequence is in the same group as us,” Instaron added: “In fact, they are also in the same group.”

“Don’t talk nonsense, follow me.”

“Did your majesty see anything,” Targus asked: “The undead sequence cannot deal with Baishan, not to mention that they were withdrawn before we could react. This organizational ability is not like they should. Some standards.”

“Forgive them and dare not.”

“As expected to be the youngest member of the Lagon family, you are at least a little smarter than this guy, Targus,” Queen Madara glanced at the one-eyed vampire: “It’s a Buga, a representation of psychic spells. There are deeper secrets under cover, and I really want to figure out what their purpose is.”

At this time, she saw someone walking in this direction on the other side of the fog, and then turned and disappeared into the forest. Instaron and Targus looked at each other, “The dead woods in the undead sequence actually colluded with the Buga?” Instaron asked in surprise: “What is the Buga map?”

“You have to ask Targus for this question. His geography and strategy are full marks.” The one-eyed vampire replied with a straight face before turning around.

“But I can press him on the ground and rub him in the tactics class.”

“That’s why he is now the commander of the army, and you are just a column leader.”

“Could you not say something so bluntly, Targus.”

“can not.”

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Yinlong Harbor is burning, and the water is reflected in the sky of flames, and the suddenly disaster-stricken creatures are crying in the fire, and the whole harbor is screaming with laughter of killing, screams of despair and the screams of women.

Vladimir’s face was expressionless. Thousands of centaurs were reflected in the calm silver iris and poured into this port. The wealth that the port had gathered for centuries was instantly torch, and barbarism replaced civilization. , Ruthlessly plundered everything-whether it’s wealth, women or life.

The corpses of the beheaded man piled up into mountains, blood flowed into a river, stained the steps red, poured into the bay, and then the entire port was blood red, but Vladimir’s exquisite red silk robe was slender and dusty, as if it were tragic to the surroundings. The background is so out of place.

A centaur with a cyan tattoo respectfully came to him with a sallow head and bowed its head deeply. It threw the human head in front of its conqueror in accordance with the centaur tradition, bent its knees and half-kneeled forward, raised its head with both hands, and offered a blood-stained silver disc.

Vladimir glanced at the bloody head-the original owner of this port. He was originally rich and powerful and had a powerful army, but he dared to refuse his request and surrender the war slab. Now the entire harbor is buried for it, and his daughter is now crying and screaming under the crotch of the centaur. This is the end of annoyed the people of silver. Those ants who are still hesitating should take a good warning. Although the Buga lost the sky, they are still the best nation in the world.

He took the disc slowly, and then he said: “Your servant is not bad, I use it very smoothly, but this is just to pay back the interest that we did for you in Baishan, between us. The status is equal, you don’t have to expect that the people of silver will become your slaves like these foolish creatures.”

“They are just vassals of the devil, not my servants,” said a voice.

A phantom came out from behind the Centaur Chief. She carried her hands on her back, just like the merchant lady, but with an indifferent and disdainful smile on her face: “But they can at least allow you to escape the accountability of the Silver Council, proof Your Taraki City and the All-Seeing Eye did not intervene in affairs above the earth.”

“Parliament is not that easy to deceive,” Vladimir shook his head: “What’s more, if we took action in Baishan, let alone those things done in Eruin, the parliament will discover the truth sooner or later. But I don’t intend to conceal it for the rest of my life. , I only hope to have enough self-protection strength before breaking with those pedantic guys.”

“You will have it,” Twilight smiled calmly: “You should know that a world is nothing to me. I will give you a world as promised and let you be its master, no matter how long you can survive, Immortality is good, but I will take back that world after you die.”

Vladimir used his slender and pale fingers to play with the silver disc in his hand, and the discernible disc reflected his cold and mean face-narrow cheeks, cold eyes, mean lips and goatee : “Then let’s talk about the following questions. I will send the gray mages to Eruin, but I still don’t understand what you want.”

“Let Eruin mess up and muddy the water. I need you to help me catch some people, that’s all.”

“Only these?” Vladimir shook his head: “I don’t believe your followers can’t do it.”

“No, they can’t. Odin and Gilt started to set up in Eruin very early. I suspect that they got the guidance of that woman. There are many seals on that land. Even my men dare not take it lightly. Moved, I planted a chess piece there a few years ago, but I still can’t find a chance to attack.”

Danger and resentment gleamed in the evening’s eyes.

“Besides, there is a tricky character there, you must not take it lightly, Vladimir, he will be a tough opponent.”

“You mean the newly raised Earl Tonigel, I didn’t expect you to value a mortal so much.”

“He is not a mortal, Vladimir, if you think so, you will suffer a lot.”

Vladimir didn’t care, and nodded lightly.

“Well, since this is the content of the transaction, then I will do it like this. I will let the Rosadre wizard go to Eruin personally. He is the one of us who is the best at deceiving people and making a small country chaotic. It’s just a small thing for him to get up. He won’t miss it. If one of the twelve wizard leaders would miss an Eruin, then the Buga would not have the status they are today.”

“I hope so.”

Taking a deep look at him at dusk, his figure gradually disappeared into the air.

A moment after she left, the centaur in front of Vladimir disintegrated, and the eyes, hair, epidermis, muscles and internal organs rolled down like melted wax, revealing the pale skeleton below, and finally even the skeleton collapsed. Opened and turned into pieces.

From the beginning to the end, the archmage never blinked.

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Dilfieri cautiously rubbed the rough stone wall in the dark and moved forward. The attendant behind him tried to raise the torch several times, but she refused.

This dark and gloomy basement hides the deepest shadow of the heart of the Yanbao Earl’s daughter—this is the black prison of Yanbao. She is familiar with every inch of the land here, and whenever she is immersed in the darkness, she can’t help but recall Those days of learning and using demonic spells. Dark magic swallows her flesh and soul, and the screams from the deepest part of hell seem to still linger in her ears. Several times she almost became a sacrifice to the devil, and her best childhood playmate also lost his life. In a spell experiment.

She still dare not recall the bloody scene, the white corpses scattered in the dark room, and the unwilling look in her eyes pierced her heart like the tip of a knife.

But revenge is tormenting her heart like a flame. Only in this way, only by betraying her soul can she regain her father’s family business and save her father.

She suddenly stopped in front of a cell, and there was a faint sound of metal chains in the darkness.

At that moment, the moonlight just passed through the iron railings of the skylight above the black jail, and dropped pale spots on Dilphary’s face. It took a quarter of an hour that seemed to be forever before a faint, unbelievable sound came from the darkness. :

“Dilphary, is that you? They caught you too?”

“It’s me, my father, I’m back.”

A gray-haired old man groped and slowly moved from the prison end to his daughter’s body. Dilphary remembered how he looked when he saw his father the last time. The young man, however, was just a four-year prison life, which destroyed all his energy and body.

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