The Wizard World

Somewhere on the border of the Layton Heights, the white snow was continuously falling down like feathers, piling up on the ground, layer upon layer, without any sign of melting.

On the vast expanse of white snow, there are scarlet and bloody corpses everywhere, dyeing the white one piece by piece.

Among the corpses, two confronting figures were standing panting, one was a handsome man covered in jet black, the other was wearing a blood red robe, short in stature, surrounded by red blood light.

"Durin, do you have any last words to leave?" The blood-colored figure sneered.

"Last words?" The black man raised his head, revealing Du Ling's handsome and bewitching face.

In the dark gray sky, groups of black and white spots shuttled and collided with each other, and from time to time there were bursts of self-exploding vibrations from a distance. It was the white-armored birds of the alliance and the black eagles of the Black Witch Tower fighting.

From a distance, it looks like a small dot the size of a sesame seed, but in fact it is a gigantic giant bird each over three meters high. It is a veritable weapon of war.

Du Ling didn't care whether Bedolia in front of him would sneak attack, and raised his head quietly looking at the sky.

"Bedoria of Blood, you will ambush my elite team right here, someone should have revealed the information to you?" He said slowly.

"Are you stalling for time? It's useless, the alliance army here has already retreated, and this area is now within the range of my Black Witch Tower." Bedolia's scarlet eyes were like two clots of blood, and the blood around her body became more and more intense stand up. "The more you delay, when my entry arrives, you won't even have the last chance."

"So what?" Turin smiled softly. "Are you hurt less than me? That Sith rune just now felt good?"

"My eyes only need a few days of training to recover, or it's not difficult to just change a pair of eyes." Bedolia shouted coldly during the interview. "Although I don't know what you are delaying, but in any case, you have no chance."

"Then come and kill me quickly." Du Ling said lightly, with his arms open, in a defenseless state. "After living for more than five hundred years, I'm almost tired of living."

The more he was like this, the more Bedolia dared not act rashly. It was like this twice in a row just now, when Turin used the so-called Sith rune, his soul was extracted twice at the moment of the attack, and he lost an eye once. Now that he is blind in both eyes, although his eyesight is replaced by a mental power scan, his strength has been greatly affected.

Now that this guy is doing this trick again, Bedolia immediately hesitated. He didn't dare to act rashly until he figured out what the Sith rune was.

And even seeing Du Ling in this posture again now, he felt a little hairy.

"Durin, you and I used to be objects of an era. There is absolutely no need for you to bury your hundreds of years of hard work for the so-called false peace! Come here, together with the powerful Black Witch Tower, with your strength, you will never Living at the bottom. It is much better than the current situation of dying in embarrassment. To work for those disgusting, hypocritical and dirty things, is this your true will?"

Turin laughed.

"At the very beginning, I suggested that the leader kill you directly. Unfortunately, the leader at that time did not listen to my opinion. Otherwise, it would be your turn to speak. It is a pity that Leila took a part of her into the ground and really decided to follow the leader. , I’m the only one. Otherwise, how could the situation have developed to this state?”

"Just for an illusory foresight? The future has countless branches, Turin. The power of Dang is strong enough to affect the future." Bedolia said coldly.

"Perhaps, I have never regretted my decision to follow the original leader from the very beginning. Now that I have decided, regretting is a waste of time. No matter what the outcome is, if I decide by myself, I must have the awareness to bear the consequences of this decision." Du Ling His face was slightly confused, as if recalling something, there was a trace of tenderness in his eyes. "From the time my sister told me this sentence before she died, I have decided not to regret it."

In the wind and snow not far away, there were faint bursts of hurried footsteps and low roars of wild beasts.

Du Ling smiled, and slowly pulled out a curved silver blue-bladed long dagger from his thigh. There was a calm and relaxed look on his face.

"Bedoria, you will come to see my leader soon. It won't be that simple." He said meaningfully.

For some reason, Bedolia suddenly felt a little cold all over.

"Damn it! Kill him!!" He yelled.

Behind them, a large group of black-armored wizards rode giant beasts to surround them, their eyes were shining with blood-red luster.

*********************** In the gap between the Fairy World and the towering brown giant tree stands in the center of the gap world.

Strips of white water flowed from the huge dark green tree crown, like white horses, flowing vertically into the abyss under the giant tree.

These streams meander out from the depths of the leaves and branches, and the source cannot be seen clearly, as if it is the secretion of the giant tree itself. Some water flow fell down the gaps in the branches, splashing white mist.

The air is humid and cold, and occasionally there are crisp bird calls from the branches of the trees, and a few small black sparrows chase and fight around the giant tree.

Everything seemed unusually quiet and peaceful.

The giant tree is covered with dense brown wooden window sills. In front of one of the top arched windowsills.

An old silver bat is quietly folding its wings, standing on the window sill, looking at the peaceful forest around it.

"Teacher, Minister Kadiwen's reply letter came." In the study behind the old bat, a round yellow egg adjusted his glasses and said in a deep voice.

This egg is only the size of a palm, with limbs and a face, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He was standing on the desk with a snow-white scroll of paper under his feet.

"Accept." The old bat said calmly with his hands behind his back.

"Yes." Brother Dan nodded, his whole body shaking.

As soon as the words fell, lines of writing appeared automatically on the blank leather roll paper he was stepping on.

The egg kicked with one foot, and immediately kicked the document out, sending a scent of old bats on the window sill.

The old bat soared with one wing and easily caught the file. Putting it in front of my eyes and glanced at it, my face suddenly became ugly.

"Sure enough," he sighed, and the document in his hand automatically disappeared into a silver light spot. "I didn't approve of this war in the first place. It wasn't for the strong support of those old men in the White Wu Tower. We would not have fallen into this embarrassing situation. Now the situation is completely in the hands of those dukes. Our Wu Department basically has no command Right."

"What are you worried about?" A cold light flashed on the egg mirror. "The arrival of the Dream King has become a fact, and the alliance cannot stop us."

"I don't know why, but we have deviated from our original purpose. In the beginning, we just wanted to return to the world of wizards." The old bat said calmly, "Since when, the wizards of the empire have been under the influence of the goblin kings." Influenced by white spoons, he has lost his original heart."

"Teacher, you are always so kind. The Minister of Reform has given you the upper hand this time. Don't you have any plans to fight back?" Egg asked.

"Fight back?" The old bat turned around and smiled, but the bat's smile looked a bit like a grin. "I've already submitted a letter of intent to the empire. Anyway, I've been picked clean."

***************************** In the gray sky above the main altar of Layton Heights, a giant golden bird and two other individuals are suspended The powerful Ruying with a terrifying aura.

The three of them were facing a semi-circular white altar on the ground, with terrifying transparent ripples of light gold lingering around their bodies.

All the golden ripples were concentrated on the giant golden bird, and quickly condensed into a golden crown on top of its head.

The giant bird has four wings on its back, and a white line connects its back to the top of its head.

The most weird thing is that the black shadow cast by this giant golden bird on the ground is not in the shape of a bird, but a ferocious monster like a flying dragon.

"Prince Demon Dragon, I didn't expect you to be that Prince Demon Dragon."

On the white altar on the ground, three tall black figures stood with their hands behind their backs.

A man dressed as an aristocrat stood at the end in the middle, wearing a long white waist-length wig, his arms, thighs, and chest were swollen high, as if the gorgeous black aristocratic servants were about to be torn apart at any time.

The man is more than four meters tall, and the clothes on his body look like a black windbreaker. The hem of the clothes hangs down behind his knees and has silver lace.

"It's the first time I've met you. I'm Duke Myster, and I'm currently the commander-in-chief of the Black Witch Tower Legion."

The white altar behind him is semicircular, with five petal imprints evenly arranged on it. Arranged in a fan shape.

Three of the imprints have already lit up with blue fluorescence.

"Three of the five sub-altars have been prepared. There are two legion commanders guarding me. You, the demon dragon, are depressed and have no chance." Duke Miste said lightly.

"Opportunity?" The giant golden bird in the sky laughed, with a sharp female voice. "Isn't there still two that haven't been activated? This time is enough. All the low-level existences around have been expelled. Now let's see if you three are stronger, or we will win."

"I'd like to see what the legendary terrifying dragons are capable of!" Miste sneered and took out a pair of black leather gloves, and put them on slowly.

A huge white snake composed of white smoke slowly emerged from behind him. The white snake hissed and quickly coiled Mister inside, looking up at the giant bird in the sky.

"Secret Technique, Smoke of Immortality!" Myster yelled, and the giant white smoke snake suddenly swelled up, from its original diameter of one meter, it quickly grew to two meters, three meters, ten meters, twenty meters! !

It didn't stop growing and expanding until it was thirty meters in diameter and hundreds of meters long, and the body of the giant snake completely surrounded and protected the entire altar.

The other two legion chiefs looked at each other, and flew out at the same time, turning into two black lines, heading straight for the giant bird in the sky. The wail of the dying beast faintly resounded in the air.