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Volume 4 Violet Tower 733 Storm Furnace

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    c_t;This is the last quarter of an hour.  (Marshmallow. For more latest chapters visit: ww. With the support of the mages, the security forces finally invaded the valley and rushed in this direction. All the Anlan soldiers guarding the entrance of the valley were killed, and no one was spared. More powerful than them  The fastest ones were Brooke and the several mid-level and high-level mages he led. Following the last reminder from the summoning mage, they hurried northwestward when they passed the Violet Tower.  For a moment, he shook his head anxiously. He would only take over the control of the tower when Allegri left the river valley. As soon as the group crossed the Xiyu River, they were discovered by agents of Buada, Calder.  La led the team to form a square formation, and at the front of the team stood Onissa and Duke Van Hinkel. ¡°Madam?¡± Brooke waved his hand, stood a hundred steps away, and asked suspiciously, ¡°Where is the teacher?  ""Casting a spell." Onissa looked calm and pointed with her backhand. In the formation, Allegri and Turanze each sat at a magic energy hub, and it really looked like they were casting a spell. "Huh?  "Brook looked up and couldn't help being stunned. In the magic circle, the mage who was chanting the incantation was indeed Allegri. The color of the lines around him was also the inheritance of the "Fire Controller"  The unique purple color. "Thisthis" The old magician opened his mouth, a little at a loss. Could it be that the originator of all this chaos was his teacher? He subconsciously looked back.  Taking a glance, the once prosperous river valley was now in ruins. "Mr. Brook, right?" The old man in red robe took a few steps forward and said politely, "Master Allegri has already reached an agreement with us. I hope you will do the same.  Can you cooperate?" "You?" Brooke looked him up and down. He wanted to be obsessed with magic, so he didn't know that the other party was Van Hinkel, the leader of the three Dukes of Buada. "We, the Buada Empire," said the old man.  The Duke leaned forward slightly and smiled slightly. "Master Turanze is the envoy we sent. Didn't Master Allegri inform Mr. Yu about this?" "No." Brooke shook his head blankly.  , His mind was in a state of confusion. During this period, Allegri met with Turanze frequently, either publicly or privately, and he did not know whether the "agreement" that the other party mentioned was reached.  "Sir, you need to make a choice," Duke Van Hinkel said with a smile, "Would you follow Master Allegri and surrender to our Buada, or betray him and continue to be loyal to the Snowton Empire?" "I don't understand you?"  "You mean," Brooke couldn't find the flaw in his words, but he always felt that there was something fishy. He sorted out his thoughts, frowned and asked, "You mean, the teacher has given up on Snowton and is with Bua."  "Have you formed an alliance?" "Of course," Van Hinkel nodded. "As far as I know, the gentleman is from Settian and has nothing to do with Snowton. It should not be difficult to make a decision."  Choose?" "What? Master Allegri is treason?" Behind Brook, a tall young mage finally woke up from his shock and shouted.  He was a native of Snowdon and came to the Hersius Valley to practice magic a year ago. When he heard the news, he felt unbelievable at first, but what he saw before him was an irrefutable reality.  [] "It's not treason, but turning from darkness to light." Van Hinkel corrected while moving his hands.  "How is that possible?" The young mage walked out from behind Brooke and walked towards the formation angrily, "I want to ask him face to face!" Caldera snorted and was about to give an order to stop him, but the old Duke winked.  ', indicating that this doesn't have to be the case.  Brook felt inexplicably that his back was numb. He glanced left and right, and a cold light suddenly flashed across the corner of his eyes. It flew out of Van Hinkel's hand, spun around, and flew back again.  "Be careful!" Brooke shouted, but it was too late.  The young mage stretched out his hand to cover his throat, but he could not stop the burst of blood. Due to inertia, he continued to take a few steps forward, and then fell to the ground. His body kept twitching and turned red.  A large area of ??snow.  "Eddie!" Brooke stayed for a moment, then hurried over and helped him up.  But the young man's eyes had begun to blur, his mouth and lips were trembling, and he was mumbling something. The old magician leaned down and kept repeating "I don't believe it."  After laying Eddie's body flat on the snow, Brooke stood up and asked sternly, "Why did you kill him?" "The reason is simple, he is from Snowton," the old Duke said with a sharp knife  Knife, decorating his nails, said nonchalantly, "Also, I am Duke Van Hinkel of the Red Rose family. You can call me 'Sir.", not a rude 'you'" "Shut up!"  Brooke interrupted him abruptly, turned to Onisa and said, "Madam, is what he said true or false?"  " Onissa didn't look at the corpse on the ground, nor at him. She just whispered, "It's true," and continued to remain silent. "Actually, your choice is not important," Van Hinkel said again.  , with some contempt in his tone, "For Master Allegri's sake, I don't want to kill you, but if you persist in your obsession, then don't blame me for being ruthless.  " He played with the knife used to kill Eddie. It was only three inches long, without a handle or a thorn, and it was in the shape of a crescent moon. Caldera, who was following Onisa closely, looked at it with a sharp look, and with his right hand  He put it on his sword. Just now, he, a high-level warrior, could not catch the trajectory of the flying knife. This made the middle-aged earl feel a sense of fear for no reason. There was silence in the field.  Several mages were shocked and frightened. They stood there, waiting for Brooke to make a decision. The old magician just stared blankly at the body on the ground without saying a word. He knew Eddie, this cheerful middle-level man.  The electric mage was one of the active members in the town. He didn't expect to die on the spot tonight just because he wanted to ask Mr. Allegri why he betrayed the Snowton Empire. Brook himself also wanted to ask this question.  Out of respect for the teacher, he didn't want to believe it, but what happened? Eddie died tragically, and Allegri still ignored him and allowed the Buada people to run wild in the Hersius Valley.  The answer just now reads;. It makes Brooke so sad that he can hardly control himself. Why, why did you betray the Snowton Empire? Under the wrath of King Nachini, what a miserable fate will happen to hundreds of thousands of people inside and outside the valley.  What? This is the last minute. Turanze gritted his teeth, and the magic power in his body continued to flow out, and beads of sweat appeared on Allegri's forehead in the northeast.  There were even wisps of white steam emerging from the top of the head. As the leader of the magic circle, Turanze completely regarded it as a large magic crystal. According to Christina's explanation, he squeezed it crazily.  Even if Allegri loses his magic power, it will be a good thing for the Buada Empire.  Already vaguely visible, they came along the post road, holding swords in their hands, preparing to retake the "Lightstalker's Road" "There are about three thousand enemies.  They all came from the Swordsman Battalion of the River Valley Mercenary Group, and are now the security forces of the southern town.  " Caldera estimated for a moment and reported to the two adults. "It doesn't matter.  They are too late," Van Hinkel said with a cold smile, "Let's go to the hillside to avoid being 'affected' by the formation.  " The Anlan army, headed by Onissa and Caldera, and the "Blood Rose" agents headed by Van Hinkel, moved to the west hillside. After repeated fierce battles, their number was only  There were more than 200 people left, including dozens of Balrog Knights. As time passed by, Onissa stared at the entrance and exit of the "Lightwalker's Road", suddenly sighed, and asked, "  How many warriors have gone there?  "One hundred and twelve people, all of them volunteered," Caldera replied solemnly, "In other words, all the soldiers were willing to take on this task, and I chose the more suitable one."  " "The Cast Iron Mountains will become their tombs," Onissa lowered her head and whispered in a low voice, "Earl, there should be no greater monument in this world than this, right?  "An Lan will always remember their heroic deeds," Caldera looked at her with concern, "Your Highness, are you okay?"  " The girl's face was extremely pale, but she still forced a smile and replied resolutely, "The great revenge will be repaid, and I am willing to get it. How can it be bad?  "The moment she finished speaking, in the "Way of the Light Walker", a sound like muffled thunder suddenly exploded! A series of explosions sounded almost at the same time. There is the existence of "Wind Letter Butterfly", responsible for 'stimulating'  The warriors of the living array can clearly know when they should detonate and how much time they have to escape from the "Lightstalker's Road". However, no one, not a single Anlan warrior, walked out of the tunnel again.  . Even if the outermost detonation point is only tens of meters away from the exit, they just stay there quietly and choose to die together with their comrades, entering the "Lightstalker's Road" at the designated location.  They dug holes, and when the weather butterfly changed color and screamed, they activated the formation plate, stuffed it into the formation plate, then sat down side by side and leaned against each other.The cold and hard stone wall is waiting for the final moment to come.  The lines on the array disk are getting brighter and brighter, like a fire, burning, burning again.  They once burst out with the most brilliant brilliance under the walls of the Holy See of Light.  They created the prestigious name of "Wrath of the Fire God" and frightened the courage of the Ian people.  They marked the return of magical civilization to the stage of history, but in the blink of an eye, they pushed their creators into the abyss of despair.  Due to the obstruction of the rocks, the explosion sounded a bit muffled, but the terrifying destructive power still destroyed the structure of the "Lightstalker's Road" in an instant. Sections of the corridors exploded and huge rocks collapsed.  But before that, at the moment when the flame magic burst out, before the vault of the corridor collapsed, a raging stream of fire formed in the mountain path, and then quickly discharged outward with a surging shock wave, just like that.  Like a giant dragon, it exhales dragon breath after taking a deep breath.  "Here it comes" Turanze murmured, raising the magic power delivered to the extreme.  A corner of the "Ten Thousand Miles of Sky" formation is facing the exit of the "Lightstalker's Road". The deep cave is like the throat of a giant dragon. In it, a fiery red color surges.  Come, rush straight to the northwest third ring of this nine-ring formation.  That is exactly where the wind dragon egg is.  "Lightly wind, listen to my call" Turan Zeman groaned, and at the same time, he moved his hand, and the mysterious magic pattern lit up instantly, and the invisible wind whistled by.  The next moment, the strong wind and the flames collided, forming a whirlpool of fire.  This is exactly the magic principle of "Fire Tornado", but at this moment, its purpose is not to destroy, but to regenerate.  "Storm Furnace!" Turanze shouted and completed the chant of the spell.  The invisible and qualityless wind energy was solidified and formed, and the fire flow was divided and twisted. After passing through the wind cavity, it surged from all directions towards the dragon egg that was lifted up by the wind spirit.  A gray-white wind dragon egg with blue and black lines on its shell.  In the "Storm Furnace", wind and fire energy are constantly washing and baking. The former is its magic attribute, and the latter is the necessary environment for the hatching of dragon eggs.  "Storm Furnace", one of the famous combined wind and fire spells, can simulate the effect of "Molten Field".  But if it is slightly modified, it can become a method for ripening dragon eggs, which is recorded in the secret book of the "Sky Palace".  Turanze held his breath and concentrated, using wind magic to control the temperature of the fire. If he were not careful, this precious dragon egg would be damaged, and his legendary dream would also come to an end.  "The 'Way of the Light Walker' was finally blown up, and our goal was finally achieved" Onissa said to herself on the hillside.  "Your Highness, the Grand Duke, are you a little disappointed?" Van Hinkel asked with a smile, "But please don't worry, Your Highness the Eldest Princess never breaks your promise. As a result, you will gain endless glory and wealth, and even rebuild the Principality of Anlan." "  Are you in Buada?" Onissa smiled faintly, seemingly with a hint of sarcasm.  The Southern Kingdom, thousands of miles away, would no longer be the homeland it once was, even if it regained the title of An Lan.  Duke Van Hinkel hesitated and did not answer, and he could not answer.  On the contrary, Caldera said softly, "Your Highness, no matter where we are, whether in the Hersius Valley or the Buada Empire, my warriors and I will follow you to the death." "I know." Oni  Sha nodded, but her gaze was cast far away at the magic circle at the foot of the mountain.  On the snow, in the magic circle, Allegri slowly collapsed to the ground, completely losing consciousness.  ¡­(To be continued) ¡­
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