"What should we do next?" Ryan didn't want to stay here for too long, and he didn't care about taking care of King Alexander-Andrew's emotions, so he asked in the most direct terms.
Ryan's voice woke up the meditating King Alexander-Andrew. He took another step towards the sarcophagus, then pointed at the neatly folded clothes inside the sarcophagus, and said to Ryan: "Young little magician, you My magic robe has been destroyed, so I’ll give you this one.”
Ryan turned to look at King Alexander-Andrew, who also turned to look at him: "Young little magician, this robe was worn by the magician who escaped back then. I have a powerful army and a vast territory. But in the end, I could only get this robe. Maybe what I couldn't get is the best, right? Until the last moment, I still couldn't forget her, so in order to appease the only regret in my life, I buried her with her."
"Forget it, it's such a precious thing."
"Give it to you, young little magician. If you stay with me, it will be lost forever. I hope you will take good care of it and regard it as a souvenir of your adventure."
"Okay, I will keep it well." Ryan didn't want to have any more entanglements with King Alexander-Andrew on this matter, so he nodded and agreed. He picked up the dress and put it into his storage. pocket.
"Let's do it!" King Alexander-Andrew turned his head with great perseverance, no longer looking at the crystal sarcophagus: "Just destroy this sarcophagus with all your strength." After saying that, King Alexander-Andrew walked slowly away Returned to the entryway and drifted away.
Magic spells were spoken one after another from Ryan's mouth, echoing in the secret room. The determined expression on Ryan's face seemed to indicate that this was no ordinary magic.
More than ten seconds later, the magic was finally completed. A dark red fireball the size of a fist flew out of Ryan's hand and flew very slowly towards the crystal sarcophagus. Ryan, who released the magic, immediately turned around and ran away. The figure quickly disappeared into the passage.
At the same time, the dark red fireball accurately fell into the crystal coffin. The strong light, accompanied by the hot magic flame, tore the crystal coffin and everything inside into pieces in an instant. The powerful impact caused these fragments to It spread outward at high speed, but the speed of the flame explosion far exceeded the speed of the fragments flying. As a result, the fragments burned violently in the air, and thick smoke shrouded everything together.
Under the double pressure of the explosion and the out-of-control magic circle below, the platform where the crystal coffin was originally parked began to vibrate continuously. Soon the energy intensity from the blood pool below it exceeded the power of the flame explosion. Under the pull of powerful magic power , cracks began to appear on the platform.
These cracks quickly began to spread as clearly visible to the naked eye, and soon the entire platform began to fall apart. When the support underneath the platform suddenly collapsed, the platform on which the crystal coffin was parked cracked into several pieces and fell into the blood pool, stirring up thick blood. One after another, the innocent souls rushed to break through the shackles of the magic circle. The bottom of the blood pool flew up.
While these things were happening, Ryan also quickly ran out of the passage and returned to the upper palace. When his figure appeared on the high platform, he first saw King Alexander Andrew, who had already been sitting on the throne. As soon as Ryan stood firm and before he could say anything, he heard a loud noise coming from the passage connecting the blood pool and the magic circle below. It was the sound of the platform falling into the blood pool after it broke into several pieces.
"Woo~" The innocent souls bound by the magic circle in the blood pool were released. They floated out along the passage that Ryan walked through, and their cries echoed in the upper palace. The blood of these Alexander-Andrew kings was bound in the blood pool by the magic circle for 400 years and suffered a lot. Due to the existence of the magic circle, they, like King Alexander-Andrew, will always become immortal monsters.
Now, the young magician Ryan has rescued them. Without the crystal coffin containing the body of King Alexander-Andrew, there is a problem with the operation of the magic circle. These innocent souls will no longer be bound by the magic circle. Finally, relief can be found.
These poor innocent souls hovered around the body of the young magician with gratitude. Although these immortal souls could only make this cold sound, Ryan could fully feel the gratitude contained in them. He was very grateful to them. He gently waved his hands to the innocent souls surrounding him and whispered: "Rest in peace, everything is over."
After being reminded by Ryan, these innocent souls sighed in relief, then slowly rose up, turned into crystal dust, and disappeared into the air.
Perhaps because they sensed the abnormal operation of the magic circle, the gargoyles lined up in a neat square array around the palace suddenly made an unclear voice: "Protect His Majesty the King," and slowly moved towards the Six Arrows Mercenary Group. approaching. Before Berry and the others could react, King Alexander-Andrew, who was sitting high on the throne, made a majestic voice, "My warriors, I am your king, the invincible Alexander-Andrew."
King Alexander-Andrew's words caused these gargoyle legions to stop moving. They were still arranged in a neat square formation, like warriors about to go on an expedition, waiting for the king's review.
At the signal of King Alexander-Andrew, the densely packed gargoyles surged like a tide and made way for a passage.
"Let's go!" King Alexander-Andrew pointed to the newly opened passage and said to Ryan: "Get out of here."
Ryan glanced at King Alexander-Andrew with complicated emotions. It was his ambition that caused all the tragedies, but hundreds of years of "imprisonment" life also gave him some punishment. Now, the magic circle begins to collapse, and King Alexander-Andrew's "life" will truly come to an end with the collapse of the magic circle. Dust will return to dust, dust will return to dust, and everything will truly end.
Looking at Ryan who turned around and walked down the platform, King Alexander-Andrew suddenly shouted: "That sword! I give it to you."
Ryan, who was walking quickly down the platform, hesitated when he heard these words. He turned to look at King Alexander-Andrew who was sitting on the throne. The latter's face had begun to age, and his black hair began to slowly turn white. Signs of weakness can be clearly seen.
"It has been with me all my life and is the only proof that I have stayed in this world. It is like mine, my son." The always majestic King Alexander-Andrew actually said warm words: "Take it away Well, it shouldn’t be buried with me!”
Ryan nodded. Although he did not speak, King Alexander-Andrew had already received a commitment from his determined eyes. This was some kind of tacit understanding between evenly matched opponents. King Alexander-Andrew looked relaxed, and his hair turned from black to white faster and faster.
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