Crazy, tyrannical shadow energy that gathered the entire Dawn City to become incomparably vast, after completely submerging this treasure house, began to vent to the ground.
boom!
Boom!
There was another roar.
In the capital of dawn, the royal palace of the San Seanda royal family disappeared.
Not only the royal palace of the San Seanda royal family, but also the square where the military parade and banquets were held in front of the palace, and the barracks where the imperial guards were stationed nearby, as well as the twenty-four arrow towers and all the inner city buildings disappeared just like that.
A pothole with a depth of 100 meters and a diameter of more than 1,000 meters appeared on the ground.
The remaining shadow energy was still raging non-stop, bringing out bursts of trembling cold wind.
The black cloak completely disappeared, the dark red leather armor was in tatters, and only half of the demon's family crest remained.
Blood flowed from the corner of the Burning Marquis' mouth.
He pinched Reinhold's neck in his hand, and the residual heat of the devil's flame made Reinhold feel suffocated and dead, but the palm of the Burning Marquis was unable to squeeze any more.
because…
A long sword composed entirely of shadows pierced through the chest of the Burning Marquis.
After several changes, how could Reinhold not make some targeted arrangements when the goal was clear.
Especially after getting the body of Reinhold.
Some targeted arrangements are inevitable.
But Reinhold was by no means easy.
Even with a brand new body, a powerful bloodline with unlimited potential, he is almost dead.
Reinhold knew where he was.
Knowing that he had to rest and take the healing potion, Reinhold didn't dare to let go of the hand holding the long shadow sword.
Because, he knows very well that once he relaxes, he will die immediately.
"Unexpected?"
Reinhold, whose throat was pinched, spoke with difficulty.
"snort."
The Burning Marquis snorted coldly, but did not answer.
Even if you disdain, you can't.
The injuries on both sides, from the appearance, the limbs are incomplete, and the broken body of Reinhold is much more serious, but in fact, there is a special force raging in the body of the Burning Marquis.
The internal organs, muscles, and bones of the Burning Marquis were all damaged to varying degrees, and this was already the result of the Burning Marquis mobilizing all the power of his blood to fight against it.
But compared to his own injuries, the Burning Marquis cared more about Saint Seanda XI.
From the eruption of the shadow energy just now, Saint Seanda XI became looming in the perception of the Burning Marquis, as if a person had completely disappeared from the field of vision, but the shadow was still strange.
However, what the Burning Marquis cares more about is...
Danger!
A strong dangerous atmosphere filled the heart of the Burning Marquis.
It gave him a bad feeling.
Reinhold had no such perception.
Having obtained a new body, his strength itself has been greatly reduced. After the "explosion" just now, Reinhold, whose strength has weakened again, has only one enemy in his eyes: the Marquis of Burning.
As for Saint Seanda XI
In Reinhold's eyes, St. Seanda XI must be dead.
Reinhold did not believe that Saint Seanda XI was still alive.
It's the same even if Saint Seanda XI opened the royal family's secret treasure house in advance.
In the treasures of the San Seanda royal family, there is absolutely no props against the power just now.
The 'crown' is naturally resistant.
However, if Saint Seanda XI could use the 'crown', he would not hide his strength and bide his time for so many years. In other words, in the dungeon world, if any of the royal families of Burning, Dawn, and Saint Seanda could use the 'crown', they would not be able to use it. There will be no follow-up.
And the 'secret key'
It's even more impossible.
As its name suggests, it is the key to the 'grave', not the sanctuary.
Anyone who wants to enter it will not end well.
"Let's see which of us is better off... ugh!"
Reinhold looked fiercely at the Burning Marquis.
It's a pity that the head was cut off before the words were finished.
A sharp sword passed Reinhold's neck with a cold light, and even chopped off several fingers of the Burning Marquis.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I hurt you by mistake."
In a greasy voice without any sincerity, Saint Seanda XI, holding a sword, appeared in front of the Burning Marquis, and was looking at the Burning Marquis with eyes like sizing up the goods.
Such a feeling naturally made the Burning Marquis uncomfortable.
But what made the Burning Marquis even more uncomfortable was the breath of Saint Seanda XI.
The original Saint Seanda XI was already an old man, perhaps very scheming, but he was quite old, but the Saint Seanda XI in front of him felt like a young man to the Burning Marquis.
What's even weirder is that this feeling that should be in conflict is just right, as if seeing an old man with a young mind.
But the more this happened, the more uncomfortable the Burning Marquis became.
as if…
Saw some kind of monster in human skin.
"To come back here again... I really miss it."
"Although from the moment I built this treasure house, I knew it would be destroyed, but it really made me feel a little bit reluctant."
Saint Ceanda XI looked at the mess around him and said so.
"Who are you?!"
The Burning Marquis asked in a deep voice.
"who I am?"
"You can call me San Seanda VI."
"You can also call me 'Son of the Moon'."
"Also call me... 'Broker.'"
'Broker' held the hilt of the long sword made of shadow energy tightly in the voice of evil taste, not caring about the erosion of shadow energy at all, just pushing upwards.
puff!
Half of Burning Marquis' body was cut open.
Blood spurted out.
'Broker' raised his hand to catch a smear of blood.
After sniffing lightly, he sighed like intoxicated.
"Admirable devil's blood, one of the most filthy blood."
"It is also an indispensable material for resurrecting sinners."
'Broker' seems to be talking to himself, but also seems to be explaining.
A puddle of meat paste appeared in front of the 'broker' out of thin air.
"You want to revive him?"
Relying on the strength of his blood, the Marquis of Burning, whose body had been sliced open, looked at everything in front of him.
According to the remaining power on the flesh and blood, the Burning Marquis could conclude that this was the exploded assassin's flesh and blood, but why the man in front of him did this made the Burning Marquis puzzled.
"Um."
"Of course I want to revive him."
"After all, I arranged so much just to revive him!"
"For my 'paradise', we need to speed up, or the guy who gets in the way will show up."
'Broker' replied indifferently.
Just like the resurrection consciousness arranged by the 'broker'.
Everything is so casual.
But so effective.
In the dim and disgusting light, the flesh and blood of 'Ji' began to squirm.
The flesh and blood seemed to be alive, crawling towards the Burning Marquis, the first thing to be covered was the torso.
Next, the limbs.
Lastly is the head.
Looking at the head that had been covered by most of it, the 'Broker' hummed expectantly.
Humming should be a tune.
With a sense of joy, just like the mood of the 'broker' at this time.
However, immediately, the happy mood of the 'broker' was completely destroyed.
A thick lightsaber pierced the darkness of dawn.
Falling from the sky with unstoppable momentum...
a