This is an unknown stronghold.
The stronghold is located in the corner of the world where no one will come, covered by ice, snow and low temperature.
And on a lofty peak here, there is a temple.
At this time, in the corridor of the temple, a tall woman was slowly walking here.
"Da-Da-Da-Da-"
The sound of the high heels echoed around clearly, seemingly rhythmic.
It wasn't until a short time later that the woman came to a space.
It was dim all around, and only in the center was a ray of light shone from the pierced ceiling, illuminating an altar there.
And above the altar, a young girl is praying.
A girl wearing a costume like a priest, with a sense of tranquility fluctuating all over her body.
That is one of the three pillar ministers of the "Masquerade Ball" and is known as the "top seat" of the Great Imperial Sorcerer-Hecate.
As for the tall woman, she is naturally the other three-pillar minister of the "Masquerade Party," who actually controls the operation of the group and ranks as the staff member of the "adversarial dictator"-Belle Peoulu.
Looking at the shrine maiden who was kneeling on the altar and praying, Belle Piolu stopped and spoke softly.
"Sure enough, Hecate."
The words of the leading think tank among the Red Devil Kings spread through the entire space.
However, Hecate did not react at all.
Hekadi still maintained a kneeling posture, closing her eyes in prayer, not knowing whom she was communicating with.
Such a Heikadi makes Belle Peoru feel helpless.
"I said, you asked me to come over, saying that it was an urgent matter. I left all my work and rushed over. What's the matter with you now?"
Speaking of this, there was also a faint unpleasantness in Belle Peolu's tone.
"It's an important time now, I'm very busy."
It is conceivable that Belle Pio is indeed very busy if he can let the staff officer who has always been known for his reason to say such things.
If it is usually busy at work, that's all, Belle Peo Lu will not show such obvious emotions.
But now it's different.
The current "Masquerade Ball" is slowly launching operations, headed by the "Thousand Changed" generals, attacking the outside accommodation that supports the Fire and Mist Warriors.
All of this is for large-scale operations in the near future.
Since the Zero Hour Mizi was found, such actions have begun quietly.
Although the Xingli Temple was sunk half a year ago, and the long-sought Zero Hour Mizi's holder also escaped from the sky, which had some influence on the actions here, but it was not harmful.
As early as the whereabouts of the Zero Hour Mizi was confirmed, Belle Peo Lu was sure.
"The time for me to wait for the "Masquerade Party" to raise the flag in the world has arrived. "
Belle Piolu stared at Hecate and said like this.
"So, Hecate, please tell me what you want to tell me."
As soon as the voice fell, the space in this area returned to silence again.
However, this time, Heikati opened his eyes.
Let the pair of eyes that looked like the clear lake water exposed to the air.
Unfortunately, this pair of eyes did not carry overly obvious emotions.
There are only a few waves, surging in it.
Immediately, Heikadi spoke up.
"felt it… "
Hecate said something like this in a voice without emotional fluctuations.
"The power of the leader..."
As soon as this was said, the atmosphere of the entire space suddenly changed.
Belle Peoru also showed a rare expression of astonishment.
However, after the astonishment, joy appeared on Belle Piolu's face.
That is enough joy to be called ecstasy.
"Really?" Belle Peoru muttered in repressed joy: "Is the leader finally awake in this world?"
And what does this mean, how could Belle Peoru not understand
Of course, Heikati could not understand it better.
"The man is back."
When this was mentioned, Hecate's voice changed slightly.
In the clear eyes like lake water, the waves also grew a little bit.
"I will pass."
Hecate turned around, looked at Belle Peoru, and said blankly.
"Leader, I need to meet him."
With these words, the joy in Belle Peolu's heart began to calm down slowly, restoring her former calmness.
"I understand." Belle Piolu folded her arms, looked straight at Hecate, and said: "However, you can't be allowed to go alone. You can understand how dangerous that man is without me."
Hecate was silent.
In his mind, the scene at that time emerged.
An endless dark ocean.
And, the countless deaths recorded in it.
Thinking of what happened at that time, Hecate's hand holding the tin stick tightened little by little.
Belle Peroulu didn't realize this, but took Hecate's silence as the other party's permission.
"That's what I said, but the general now also has his own mission. The only person on our side who has the ability to act with you, except me, is that person."
And in this important period, Belo Peolo, who is the staff, can't leave here.
Therefore, the only person to travel with Hecate is that person.
"However, that person seems to be looking forward to seeing the "Professor", and he is not here now. "Belope Olu showed a coquettish smile, and said to Hecate: "Before that person arrives, you should prepare first." "
Hecate did not answer, but turned around again, closed his eyes, and prayed again.
Belle Peoru was also used to Hecate, so he didn't say hello, and just left.
However, in the darkness, the coquettish smile on Belle Piolu's face changed a bit.
It was a smile full of danger like Semiramis in the previous world.
"I'm waiting for the meaning of the "Masquerade Party" to exist so far, and finally it's time to show..."
At the end of the word, Belle Peoru left here.
Let here, the silence is restored.
…
This is an unknown grassland.
The grassland is located in the corner of the world that everyone hopes to come to, filled with breeze and sunshine.
And on a beautiful hill here, there is a woman.
At this moment, the woman is looking into the distance.
In a pair of eyes, there was a deep and shocking miss and love, and they muttered dreamily towards the far distance.
"Where are you, John..."
The whispering sound disappeared with the wind in a blink of an eye.
However, around the woman's body, the amber wind was constantly rolling up, and it gradually reverberated towards the far distance.
In order to find a lover who loves memorably, the woman is constantly squandering her own power.
The amber wind was mixed in the air and passed out.