The Dark King

Santa Lucia Hill, the headquarters of the Monster Institute.

A dark mountain trail is like a snake, and it leads directly to the top of the mountain. On the top of the mountain, there are sculptures of various kinds of sacred monsters. It is like a different world. There are some familiar figures of the demon, such as the splitter, the dragon, the bat sound. Those who wait for legendary monsters, with different poses and vivid life, look down on the mountain road outside the square. Anyone who comes here from the mountain road will have a horror feeling of being stared at by many monsters.

Behind these sacred sculptures, there is a dark building. No matter how bright the sunny day, it is gloomy and dead. All the light seems to be absorbed by the sculptures on the square, leaving only the gloomy.

In one of the buildings, there are books full of books. This is the library of the headquarters of the Institute of Magic Materials. It is also the place where the director stays all the year round. It is more like an office than the parliament hall.

"The director, the palace has come to believe." A shadow wearing a dark purple robes and a silver-gray hood quietly came to the underground floor of the library and whispered in front of a curved table four or five meters long.

Sitting on the desk is a silver-haired old man, wearing a brown scholar's robes, wearing reading glasses, holding a book with a dark red cover in his hand. There is a string of letters on the book's cover. If Du Di'an sees it, he will recognize it. This is the English of the old age, and the old man of silver hair is now frowning and flipping through the book, seemingly reading the contents inside.

When he heard the speech, the old man raised his head and looked at the shadow. He took the letter he had handed over. The letter was in the style of a secret letter. He licked the lacquer and shook it open, and his eyes slowly revealed a surprise. The color, "Is the palace being attacked?"

The person shrouded in the shadows whispered: "I just got the news, the king's palace was attacked. Now the news in the palace is unclear, the intruder is staying inside, the Ulita hall is missing, but this letter is let Let's go to reinforcements?"

"It turns out." The silver-haired old man shook his fingers and pinched the letter paper. He handed it to the torch next to it and burned it to ashes. "The letter was not from His Royal Highness, but from the person who attacked the palace, saying that His Highness colluded with the wall." The intruder, the corpse of chaos, the loss of the corpse is planned by the temple, oh, this person is thick enough, just rid the little Ulita, she will be convicted, let us cooperate with us."

The shadows are awkward and seem to be relieved. "So, the people who attacked the palace are not the invaders who robbed the gods. I didn't expect anyone to rob the fire. Director, we want to help Ullata to remove this person." ?"

The silver-haired old man put down the books in his hand and said: "There are Amos commanders and little Ulita in the palace. They are both masters. This person can defeat them and make Little Ulita difficult to match. The explanation is also a tougher insider. If the little Urietta’s "Lights by the Light" magic mark is in the wall of our Sylvia, it is estimated that it can be tied with the Demon Dragon, who can beat her, at least It is also the level of the dragon mother who does not inspire the power of the ice magic. With the power of our present, we want to help, and we can do nothing. ”

The shadows came over and nodded. "This person has been crouching for a long time. It is just when we compete with the invaders for the weakest time. It is a slap in the face of a desperate villain!"

The silver-haired old man sighed and said indifferently: "But because of despicableness, he is now successful. We don't have to worry about this matter. The intruder is likely to lurk here. From the success of the last lure plan, we can see that these The invaders will not give up on this, they should revenge and kill the people here. This is the most troublesome thing."

The shadow stayed for a moment. "They haven't left yet? How could it be, but it has been more than a month, and they have no news at all. Are they not in a hurry to go back to life?"

"If they have left the corpse with their bodies, it is estimated that they will not be so peaceful in these few days." The old man of silver hair pointed out something and suddenly thought of something. "It is estimated that it will take a long time for His Royal Highness to come here for help. I will I didn't see her, this doll used to spoil me. I can't refuse to face her face, or let's talk about it, let her wait for her father to come back and rest temporarily here."

The shadow nodded and wondered: "The director, since you know that they have not left, why don't we take this opportunity and take back the gods from their hands?"

"It's too difficult." The silver-haired old man sighed and said: "We have tried our best, and the rest will be handed over to the fate. If it doesn't work, let the **** country send another one, but it is only the middle day. It hurts."

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The secret letter of the royal family spread throughout the aristocratic territory inhabited by various cities. Now that the corpse has subsided, the secret message is sent to the boundary. The speed of the communication is extremely fast, and the message can be transmitted to all nobles in just half a day.

"Du Di'an? Who is this, actually dare to call the wall master?"

"It is ridiculous to ask us to help the Princess of the Wanted Princess!"

"His Highness colluded with the invaders to steal the gods? Oh, a nonsense!"

"This person's surname is quite strange. There seems to be no such surname in the three major demon families. He can send a message from the royal secret letter. It should have controlled the palace. According to the letter, the owner is now missing, princess. His Royal Highness has been brave and brave, and at a young age, he has been able to sit on the same level as the old guys of the demon family. He can’t help but this person, strange!”

The nobility of each city received a secret letter, all of which were blasted, and they contacted each other for a time to confirm the authenticity of the news. They quickly unify the source and shared the information network of the city’s count in Wangcheng, and got the latest in the palace. Message.

When the news came back, the nobles were once again stunned. I didn’t expect that the palace was actually occupied by God without knowing it. The imperial Princess of the Royal Highness was now wanted!

Even in the streets and alleys of the city, the army has posted overnight notices!

It was all too sudden and too fast, and all the nobles felt like they had a dream.

"Let me go to the succession ceremony? Hey, crazy!"

"Come and check, this is what Du Di'an is, from where it came from."

Time flies, and three days pass in a blink of an eye.

In the palace, Du Di'an had breakfast in a warm and luxurious restaurant. He estimated the time and the buffer time for these people should be almost the same. It is time for them to show their attitudes.

"The Magic Institute has not responded so far, it should be no intention to pay attention. Since you choose to wait and see, let you have a good look." Du Di'an accompanied by Sol, walked out of the palace and looked at the steps of the front, although the body above It has been treated, but there is still a strong **** smell between the gaps of the steps.