"Hey... life is a game, everyone is performing on the stage, when the game finally ends, those who perform hard will be praised and rewarded!"
Fine wine, golden cups, golden fans, golden robes, a figure with long fluttering hair, hidden in the dark clouds, the number one bard in the empire, showing off his literary talents like reciting poems, when he said proudly , Will drink a sip of fine wine.
Beside him, a thin figure in a flaxen robe also stood silently in the air, but the eyes of this figure were extremely bright, staring closely at the battle below.
"This little guy, hehe, interesting. Is the guy wearing the mask the Chambord King Alexander? Well, the breath is completely different, the fighting style is completely different, instant magic... It seems not, and it seems to be, this It's such a distressing scene, I haven't encountered such a strange thing for many years... Hey, hey, old man, can you say a word, I have said so much, even if you don't want to listen, squeak Let's do it!"
Materazzi, the number one bard in the empire, deliberately said angrily.
The thin figure turned to look at him, paused, and then said, "Squeak!"
Materazzi: "…"
"The one in the deep palace, when will he recover?"
Materazzi took another sip of the wine and continued to find topics.
"I don't know."
"No way, you don't know?"
"kindness."
"Hey, we have such a good relationship, can you say a few more words every time you answer?"
"good."
"..."
"Hehehe, it seems that this little guy still has some unknown secrets. There is actually a magician under his command? Or is this magician himself? Well, what a terrible The sorcerer instantly fires a fireball that is comparable to a five-star martial artist's full blow, this kind of strength has already reached the level of a meteor sorcerer, right?"
In another room of the six-story building, Paris, the coquettish witch, was standing in front of the stone window with a slender figure and a faint fragrance, with a charming smile on her charming face, talking to herself constantly.
Behind Paris, there is wine on the table and someone beside it.
This is a young man in very ordinary clothes, with long black hair floating randomly around the waist of the arrowhead, and tied with a red silk rope. The sword flew obliquely into the temples, and his eloquence was eloquent. Even if you put the most beautiful adjective in the world on him, it is not enough to describe his handsomeness. The skin of his fingers was smooth and delicate, protruding from the flaxen sleeves, gently holding a wine bowl.
The wine is the best wine, and the aroma of the wine floats out from the bowl, filling the whole room with dreamy colors.
However, wine is not for people to drink.
It's for dogs.
A handicapped puppy that lost two of its hind limbs lay in the arms of a handsome man who drove countless ladies and ladies in the entire empire crazy. It stuck out its bright red tongue and licked the wine, dazzled by it. Fascinated, he raised his head to look at his master from time to time, and let out a 'woooooooooo' excited cry. This puppy is not a rare breed. If you throw it on the street, even the most common stray dog will be a little cuter than it.
"Hey, drink slowly, don't choke!"
The handsome young man said with a smile as if he was treating his dearest old friend.
Behind the young man, [Red Beard] Granero, wearing the metal armor of the Imperial Police Station, stood quietly. His body stood straight, like a javelin stuck in place, his eyes were always full of vigilance, and his hand was always on the hilt of the sword.
In addition to [Red Beard] Granero, there was another person in the room who also stood upright like a javelin.
It's just that this person is standing beside the coquettish witch Paris.
He was wearing golden armor, even if he was silent, a faint aura of coercion would be revealed inadvertently. It was Chris Sutton, the tenth of the top ten ruling knights of the empire [Sun Golden Knight]. His eyes were fixed on Paris all the time, as if he didn't know that there were two other people in the room, indulging, caring, admiring... All the expressions a man should have for his sweetheart appeared on his face. In the eyes.
"Hey, I said, Chris, can you look at Paris in a different way, it's so disgusting, Oka and I are about to throw up!"
The handsome and unparalleled young man who had been teasing the handicapped puppy suddenly laughed teasingly.
The way he talks is so casual.
The name of the puppy that lost two hind limbs in his arms is Oka.
His name, also called Oka.
Oka Dominguez.
Under Emperor Yassin of the Zenit Empire, Domingos, the second prince with great power.
"Oh fine!"
The golden knight Chris Sutton turned his body sideways, so that the cloak behind his back blocked the second prince Dominguez's sight, so that they would not be able to see their own eyes, and would not vomit.
This scene made Domingos pat his forehead, looking very helpless.
"Oka, why don't you come and see the scene where our little friend kills all directions? It's very interesting!"
The coquettish witch who had been standing by the window turned around and waved to the second prince. Her actions were as if she was greeting a very ordinary friend, rather than talking to the dignified prince of the empire.
"It's so boring to fight and kill. You can just watch it by yourself. I'm sleepy. Let's squat for a while! Wake me up when the killing is over!"
After finishing speaking, the second prince fell asleep on the table. He didn't pay attention to his image at all. He lay on his arm, muttering and complaining: "Really, I am a dignified prince of the empire, so I should Yushi sleeps with all kinds of beauties every night, and is dragged here in the middle of the night to watch murder, boring, boring... "
However, a man like him who is naturally handsome like a god, even if he lays down casually, can still show off his style.
The puppy Oka in his arms was also completely drunk at this time, his big black eyes were dozing off, and he looked in a daze like an old alcoholic who had been addicted to alcohol for hundreds of years.
Then, the man and the dog really fell asleep amidst the shouting and killing outside...
"You... coward! Coward! Pig! If you have the honor of a magician, you should stop and fight me!"
The leader of the blood knife is going crazy.
He frantically chased and killed the mysterious magician with a strange demon mask in front of him, but the other party completely subverted his perception of the noble magician.
This opponent is as cunning as a mouse that has become a spirit. He has no intention of confronting him head-on. Instead, he runs away while jumping between the sea of fire and buildings. A fireball containing terrifying fire energy shot out from his hand, or killed the blood knife mage who was chanting a spell and was about to release water magic to extinguish the fire, or ignited and exploded a building. All the places where the blood knife mercenary group was located were all burned with flames, and soon the entire headquarters of the blood knife mercenary group fell into a vast sea of flames.
Fighting the fire was futile.
These terrifying magical flames are difficult to extinguish.
Gradually, the Blood Knife mercenaries began to retreat, and the fire followed the wind, getting bigger and hotter.
"All gather to protect important places, all water magicians, use all your strength to put out the fire!"
The roar of the middle-aged head of the blood knife mercenary group resounded in the night sky: "Hold on for a few more minutes, the imperial army will come soon..."
"Damn it, stop it, you've tarnished the honor of a magician, you cowardly pig!"
While roaring, the middle-aged group leader chased and killed Fei who was still tirelessly setting fire and killing people.
Letting a magician with six-star strength appear in his confidant area is simply suicide, and it is a disaster.
Within the imperial capital, there are only a handful of six-star magicians, and each of them is a famous person with a noble status. The blood knife mercenary group has always deliberately colluded with each other, and has sent many treasures and magic stones over the years. , even if they don't have a deep friendship, they will definitely not be hostile, and they won't hit the door with such a ruthless hand. Moreover, those high-ranking Sorcerer's Stones will definitely not be like the one in front of them. As a noble magician's awareness, the person in front of him is more like a thief who kills and prevents fire.
Who is this man in the devil mask who can cast magic instantly
Could it be...
Thinking of the worst possibility, the heart of the middle-aged man sank and became colder and colder.
Just then—"Want to fight me?"
In front of him was a figure flickering like a string of terrifying flames, and suddenly stopped on top of another towering warrior statue. In an instant, the flames burned along the stone statue. The flames under his feet were so terrifying that they seemed to be able to burn everything in the world. , the sharp-edged devil mask on his face rippled as if alive, and he said with a strange smile: "Jie Jie Jie Jie... Okay, I will give you one chance, if you can take my nirvana, I will leave! "
As he said that, a more powerful wave of magic elements spread in all directions centered on the figure standing above the flame stone statue.
The blazing magic flames around them seemed to be echoing, and became more violent, frighteningly scorching toward the figure in the center.
The head of the blood knife mercenary has a solemn face, gathering all the strength of his body to wait for the opponent's blow, which can be called a "nirvana" by the terrifying mysterious demon mage in front of him. It can be seen that the upcoming move will be earth-shattering, he Every muscle and every bone in the whole body is gathering strength, and the spirit of the whole person is tensed into a string, going all out without daring to be careless.