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Volume 4: Tower of Violet 755: Spear of Dawn

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    On the distant sea, traces of land appeared.  ¡Æ.  ¡Æ At first it was a black dot, then gradually elongated, brown, yellow and green, and different tones were mixed together to form a colorful vegetation landscape.  As an island, it is too big, perhaps twice the size of the Tormu Federation.  At such a distance, Allegri was not sure whether there were towns or residents there.  But when he raised this question, Turanze next to him asked in a strange tone, "You really don't know where that is?" "Why do I know?" Allegri was a little confused, on the blue sea  , the islands are dotted all over the place, and there are countless of them, so he can¡¯t count them all.  No, that¡¯s not right When he mentioned "island", he vaguely thought of something and turned his head hesitantly. Turanze nodded at him, indicating that his idea was not wrong.  "This is Seran Island?" Allegri asked in surprise. Of course he knew about Seran, but he just didn't think of it for a moment.  "Is there such a vast land island on the blue sea?" Turanze put his hand on his forehead and looked from a distance, "If it's not Seran, where can it be?" "Buyada and Seran are also related?  "Allegri frowned, and he suddenly felt that he had really underestimated this great empire in the south.  "No, Seran Island has already severed ties with the magicians of the mainland factions." Turanze shook his head. "The teacher said that when he was young, he went to Seran Island to study, but was rejected by the Gray Tower Council.  Rejected. "The Gray Tower is the nickname of the Arcane Tower, and the Gray Tower Council is the highest governing body of Seran Island.  If they refuse to receive even the members of the "Sky Palace" who are closely related to them, then Seran Island's attitude towards the mainland faction's magicians will be self-evident.  "Then Fadreva, why are you here?" Allegri asked doubtfully, "You can't be confident that you just got the 'Tower of Wind', so you come here to provoke, right?" "What do you think?  "Yes." Turanze gestured, "Do you know how many magicians there are on Seran Island?" "You also know such exact data?" Allegri turned to look at him.  It takes three or four months for merchant ships to make a round trip from the mainland to Seran, and merchants are prohibited from leaving the port trading area or entering the interior.  therefore.  Information exchange between the two places is extremely scarce, and few people on the mainland know the specific situation of Seran Island.  "Of course I don't know," Turanze shrugged, "But one thing, I'm sure of, is that at least seven of the ten Seran people have the identity of magiciansnot to mention the deep-rooted Gray Tower.  , but these mages join forces, and the 'Tower of Wind' cannot compete." "It is said that there are towers like forests on Seran Island, so it is also called the 'Land of Towers'," Allegri stretched out.  Lazy, chuckled and said, "Before I die, I can take a look at Seran Island. I have fulfilled my wish." "You seem to be very sure that you will do it today." Turanze said before he finished speaking.  Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps outside the palace.  Fadreva in a green robe stepped in, followed by several "Blood Rose" spies.  "Teacher? The student is really flattered that you came to visit me in person." Turanze greeted flatteringly, but this will be put aside in the past.  He would never be able to put on such a fake smile.  "I'm here to find him," Fadreva pointed at Allegri and invited without expression, "Your Excellency, please come with me." "I said, the time has come." Allegri  Li smiled at Tulanze and bowed solemnly to say goodbye, "I'm leaving, and I'll probably never see you again." At this moment, a trace of sadness flashed across Tulanze's eyes.  He took a step forward, leaned against Allegri's ear, and whispered, "If I have a chance, I will get rid of Onissa for you." Allegri couldn't help but be shocked. After a long while, he shook his head with a smile.  , "Take care." "It's a pity that I didn't get to know you earlier" Turanze sighed, backed away, and said in a soft voice, "Have a good trip." "There is nothing to do in such a life and death. Her Royal Highness the Princess intercedes for him, just exile.  That's all," Fadreva snorted, looking at his student with warning in his eyes, "Besides, are you familiar with him?" "Exile?" Allegri and Turanze looked at each other.  , amazed.  Neither Fadreva nor Christina seem to be merciful people.  "Let's go, we can't stay here for too long." Fadreva did not explain, nor did he intend to explain. After saying this, he turned and left.  The two "Blood Rose" spies grabbed Allegri's hands and led him to the execution ground.  ****** "Master, how is the situation in Norman City?" King Nachini rode forward as he rode.?, turned around and asked, "Are the hearts of the army and the people still stable?" "Of course, with Modsic and David on the ground, the Norman city is safe. I passed the royal seal and the edict to them,  To appease the hearts of the people everywhere." Vilano nodded.  The "Morning Star" was suspended a dozen steps ahead, guiding the entire army in the direction of march.  "David? He went back too?" King Nachini raised his eyebrows. He really hated this younger brother.  "Yes, it seems that he has the intention of repenting and reforming." Vilano replied casually.  "This kid" King Nachini thought the old magician was interceding for him. After a moment of hesitation, he nodded and promised, "Okay, if he behaves well, I will consider re-activating him."  Hearing these words, Vilano felt an incredible feeling in his heart.  For some reason, he suddenly felt sympathy for King Nachini.  How desperate and angry will this blindly confident child feel when he knows the truth of the matter?  "Master, we should be almost at the 'Fortress of Sorrow', right?" Before setting off, King Nachini checked the old version of the map. It seems that the city of Elendil is not far ahead.  "Fifteen miles ahead is the 'Fortress of Sorrow'," Villanoo replied. "The resentful spirits are entrenched there, so our army had better take a detour in advance." "Are we going to turn now?" King Nachini asked.  its opinions.  "No, let's go another five miles." Vilanno did not explain the reason, and King Nachini did not ask.  Now that the matter is over, all hope is tied to the old magician, so why bother asking anymore.  The army continued to move through the fog, and thanks to the blessing of magic, the soldiers remained calm as usual.  The elite "Golden Hibiscus" and Imperial Guards are also capable of calming the horses beneath them.  "The Fortress of Sorrow" stands on the mountain, guarding the throat of the Elendil Corridor.  Except for the high mountains on the east side.  It faces Tiebikuan in the north, the blood-soaked battlefield in the west, and the gradually opening valley in the south.  Under the guidance of "Morning Star", they had a smooth journey.  Miasma floating around.  He also seemed surprisingly docile, not like the rumors said that he would swarm at the sight of a living person.  Vilano walked at the front of the queue and easily dispersed most of the miasma, although occasionally some fish slipped through the net.  Casualties were inevitable, but they were within acceptable limits and did not trigger large-scale riots.  Getting closer and closer, when the corner of the city tower appeared in the mist, Vilano stopped and turned around.  "What is that, Master?" King Nachini looked around and saw the old magician at his feet.  There is half a stone tablet with blurred writing and the specific content cannot be clearly seen.  "This is the city boundary of Elendil," a deep voice came from the mist. "A few years ago, Snowton made peace with the Holy See. Your father united with the Holy See and destroyed it at the cost of converting to the God of Light.  Elendil City. Then he betrayed his preamble and refused to acknowledge the oath he made. "Who are you?" King Naqini sensed something was wrong and tightened his grip on the ancient sword at his waist.  Agassiz stood up and gave the order, and the whole army was on alert.  "Pity the idiots at the Holy See headquarters. They really thought they could occupy the Snowdon Empire through methods other than the battlefield." A vague figure wavered and gradually became clearer. "In the end, it was just making wedding clothes for others and destroying itself."  Fortress City, if the entire city of Elendil had not fought to the death, so that no one could escape with resentment, Snowton would have marched southward and conquered Lanken" "Master, who is he?" Naqi?  King Ni asked sharply.  Even he himself didn't understand these old things, so why did the other party know them so well.  "He was one of the three heroes of Elendil in the past, and his name was the 'Spear of the Dawn.'" Vila Nuo smiled slightly and replied, "He is also the commander of the 'Wraith Army', the Nightmare Knight.  Jersey Val. "Elendil destroyed the city thanks to the Holy See of Light and Snowton," Jersey Val's voice continued, "Now the Holy See is beyond recognition and is crumbling, but Snowton's blood shed for this,  It's not enough Now that the crazy old lion is dead, let's use your little lion to kill him." With the roar, the huge beast swooped down, and Jersey Val floated up and sat upright.  On the dragon's back, the bone spear is raised high, with white hair flying. ? ****** ¡°Could it be that you are also from Elendil?¡± King Nachni¡¯s first reaction was not to draw his sword to face the enemy, but to question Vilanno.  "No, I am from Snowton." The old magician stepped back until he was a hundred steps away, and his voice came from afar.  The bright "Morning Star" returned to his palm from the sky, its luster getting darker and darker.  "Then, why did you betray me?" King Nachini glared at him, but the right hand holding the sword was trembling slightly.  Not because of the current situation, but because of the story of the North.??, it's those people, it's Modsic, it's the "Iron Lion Club", it's the old general Kurdland Are they okay now?  Still alive?  "I am a Snowtonian, but I am also a magician, or, first of all, a magician," Vilano shook his head slowly and replied indifferently, "I still have more or less feelings for the late king, but you  Or Jonas, it doesn't make any difference to me Don't forget, I never swore allegiance to you, so why should I betray you?" "You traitor!" King Nachini shouted angrily,  Zhengran drew his sword and pointed it at the other party, "I'm so blind that I trusted you so much." Vilano smiled calmly and didn't reply.  In addition to the contract with the evil god "Death Knell", the reason for his rebellion is extremely simple. The martial King Nachini cannot possibly devote all the power of the country to help him take a further step on the path of magic.  But David, as a puppet, can do this.  "The whole army listens to the order and kill this thief!" Seeing that the king was so angry that he could not speak, Agassiz rode his horse forward, raised his arms and shouted.  "How dare you, a mere superior, make such arrogant remarks?" Jersey Val roared, and invisible mental fluctuations spread around.  "Then, what is that" With an obvious trembling sound, the soldiers on the periphery of the team couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.  Around them, phantoms emerged out of thin air, ferocious Yin spirits, poisonous miasma spirits, densely packed all over the mountains and plains, surrounding this army.  "Do you need me to take action?" Vilano asked. The "Morning Star" he held in his palm had turned pure black.  It is said that the stars in the northern sky that can only be seen by dying people are called "death omens".  "Your Excellency, just wait and see." Jersey Val waved his hand and rejected his kindness.  At the same time, the mist cleared, and the Crow Chariot roared over, with the girl holding a spear across her face in a heroic manner.  "Lion King, I will give you a dignified death," Jersey Val loudly invited the battle, "Legends versus legends, superiors versus superiors, soldiers versus soldiers, do you dare to fight?" "Why don't you dare?" Nachini  Wang patted his horse forward and ordered in a low voice, "Concentrate your troops and break out to the south. I will break up the rear." Agassiz turned around and conveyed the order. He grasped the curved blade spear tightly and assumed a fighting posture.  "Uncle Wang, you go too." King Nachini urged urgently.  "No, the king didn't listen to what he said, legend versus legend, superior versus superior?" Agassi held his chest, "The blood of Snowton warriors cannot allow you to take a step back." "Okay, I'll let you and my uncle  My two nephews, destroy the remnants of Elendil." King Naqini took a deep breath, and the blood on the sword was flowing, and it was solid.  "Your Majesty," at this moment, a commander in golden armor arrived on horseback, bowed and saluted, "Jiang Guards, please fight!" King Nachini looked back in shock, and saw that 30,000 knights had already formed  We formed a charging formation, not to the south, but to the north.  "'Golden Hibiscus,' please fight!" Agassi stabbed into the sky with the spear in his hand.  In the battle formation, tens of thousands of spears were raised in unison, and tens of thousands of pennants fluttered in the air, with gold and red borders, declaring the glory of this heroic army that had fought countless battles.  The passionate horn, the thundering roar, and the abundant blood even disturbed the fog above the battle formation.  Jersey Val narrowed his eyes slightly. He had to admit that even the "Sword of Heaven" at its peak could not fight against such an army.  "But times have changed. No matter how sharp the spears in their hands are, they can't pierce the void ghosts. No matter how strong the armor on their bodies is, they can't resist the invasion of miasma.  Hundreds of years of illustrious military exploits and undefeated reputation, let¡¯s stop here.  ¡­(To be continued.) ps: (Updated!)
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