Buzz!
At this time, the teleportation sky in the morning star space suddenly shone brightly.
"They're here!" Both Offa and Wade's eyes lit up, while Bivis' face was a little more probing and unwilling to admit defeat.
Several figures emerged from the soft light, and after the light dispersed, Leylin, Jeffrey and others were revealed.
"Your Excellency Offa! Your Excellency Wade, and Your Excellency Bivis! Long time no see!"
Leylin walked in the front and greeted them with a smile.
"His Royal Highness Leylin! You! Have you made a breakthrough?" Ao Fa clasped his hands tightly, looking very excited.
"Yes! I've already reached level six!" Leylin smiled, and a round of materialized Sun Spirit emerged from behind, dazzling golden flames swept across, with terrifying energy fluctuations.
"Sure enough, it is the power of Xiri level!" Ao Fa's eyes brightened, and even tears: "The long-cherished wish of our organization for many years has finally come true, Your Highness Leylin! Oh no! Your Majesty! You are the pride of our entire blood alliance !"
Offa saluted respectfully, followed by Wade, and Bivis who seemed reluctant.
"Your Majesty? Is this another promotion to the title?" Leylin raised his hand amusedly, and helped Ao Fa and the others up.
The Bloodline Warlock Alliance seems to like the title system very much. They are arranged in the order of the third-level Warlock Marquis, the fourth-level Duke of Morningstar, and the fifth-level Lord of Luminous Moon. Now, Leylin has been promoted to the sixth-level Warlock, and he has become the Warlock Emperor. Hence the name 'Your Majesty'!
"What a funny name. Could it be that when Bivis is promoted in the same way, the Warlock Union will have two His Majesties?"
Leylin amusedly recalled the scene afterwards.
"One thousand five hundred and fifty-seven years! It's been a whole thousand and five hundred and fifty-seven years! The throne of our blood magicians has finally appeared, but I didn't expect it to be His Majesty Leylin!"
Wade was also talking, making Bivis' eyes dim.
The current him is still a fifth-level warlock, and he has no strength to resist Leylin, so he can only respectfully submit to him.
No matter what kind of plan he had before, in the face of absolute strength, these are like spider webs, and they disappear with a little touch.
"However! I can do it too, up to a hundred years, soon..."
At this time, Leylin's eyes also passed Offa and Wade, and landed on Bivis.
"Your Excellency Bivis!"
"Yes!" Bivis tried his best to make his smile appear natural, but he failed shamefully, and the distorted expression made everyone want to laugh.
"The bloodline of the mist giant in your body, under the boost of another giant's wreckage, is only 87 years away from becoming a full adult! Work hard, and the probability of your being promoted to the sixth level by then is 65.1%!"
Leylin said with a faint smile, his eyes seemed to see through Bivis completely.
"How did he know?" Bivis looked up in astonishment. The fog giant wreckage he had obtained from Offa had always been regarded as his last hope and trump card, but Leylin saw it at a glance.
"Is there such a huge gap between me and him?"
Seeing that the other party seemed to know more about his bloodline than himself, as well as the probability of promotion, the blow to Bivis' confidence was simply devastating.
Until now, he felt that what he did before was like a clown, very ridiculous.
"Lord Leylin!"
After welcoming Leylin and the others into the headquarters, Aofa and the others watched Leylin sit down, but stood there straight with extremely solemn expressions.
"Well! I came to the Central Continent this time, mainly to move the Ouroboros Ring, and to deal with some chores! In the future, I may settle there directly!"
For Leylin, the current world of wizards on the surface is the same everywhere. Regardless of the concentration of elements, it has no effect on his strength improvement.
"Relocation?! Settlement?! Is it for underground trade? I have heard about this too, but please listen to me, Your Majesty. Although we warlocks rely on the power of blood, the concentration of elements on the south coast will still bring us It will definitely affect... "
Offa and the others looked anxious.
After finally looking forward to the appearance of a sixth-level bloodline throne, he was thinking that he could take a good breath on the Central Continent, so how could he just let Leylin go? Should they wait another hundred years for Bivis
Looking at their faces, Leylin knew what they were thinking, but he didn't reveal it.
"Don't worry, I know what you are worried about, and I will solve this matter before I leave!"
Leylin waved his hand indifferently. Although Offa and the others were still a little dissatisfied and seemed to want to say something, they were all stopped by Jeffrey with the most serious eyes.
After Leylin left, Jeffrey was surrounded by Aofa and others.
"What's going on? Why stop us?" Offa asked very calmly. After getting along for a long time, he knew Jeffrey's character clearly, knowing that the other party must have his own considerations.
"It shocked me too much before, and there was a delay in the communication from the mainland, so I couldn't tell you the latest situation..."
Jeffrey had a wry smile on his face: "Master Leylin, he is not an ordinary sixth-level throne, he is already an existence we must look up to..."
…
Then, a shocking news began to spread throughout the Central Continent.
One of the noble warlocks in the blood alliance—Honor Leylin Farrell, has crossed the threshold of Xiri and entered the realm of sixth-level warlocks!
The bloodline throne exclusively for warlocks is slowly rising in the central continent, and the waves and undercurrents brought about by this are unimaginable.
But afterward, Morningstar Space confirmed the news and invited other forces to attend Leylin's ceremony.
Numerous large wizarding forces, even several great thrones, expressed that they would attend in person and come to witness for Leylin.
All of a sudden, the entire Phosphorous Fire Swamp once again became the focus of the Central Continent. Almost every wizard was unconsciously talking about this matter and how it would affect the Central Continent.
The city in the sky, above the sky garden.
"What?" A parchment document in Wells' hand fell to the ground: "How is it possible? He has been promoted to the sixth level and has become a existence like the Throne of the Sky? How long has it been?"
"My lord Sky Throne has accepted the other party's invitation, and he is sure to attend in person. The credibility is very high! This is already a reality, you must learn to get used to it and accept it, my child!"
The middle-aged wizard who looked somewhat similar to Wells said helplessly.
He naturally knew how much all this would deal a blow to the self-proclaimed genius Wells. His little achievement was nothing in front of Leylin.
That terrifying guy, the promotion speed is enough to make all the geniuses in the Central Continent collapse in despair.
"Living in the same era as him is your greatest misfortune, but also your greatest luck! I hope you can come out of the other party's shadow!"
The middle-aged man looked at Wells with undisguised worry in his eyes.
"I'm going too, I want to see how far he throws me away!" Wells gritted his teeth, with a stubborn expression on his face.
"Oh... you..." The middle-aged man sighed helplessly.
…
Duze King City, the previous ruins have been rebuilt. Under the leadership of the Throne of Flame, a large number of slave laborers put in 200% of their efforts, and the original ruins were rebuilt in a very short period of time. It is also reburned, representing the power and majesty of the Throne of Fire.
In the royal city, inside a large group of flames, the red-gold flame core was so hot that it even melted the surrounding buildings.
This phenomenon continued for nearly several hours, and then a slender figure walked out of the fire mass.
The other party was wearing a crimson cloak, and there was a small flame crown on top of his head. He was the former Melinda and the current flame throne.
"It took several years, consumed a lot of precious materials, and the energy of the dream spirit stone, and finally repaired 80% of the soul..."
At this time, Melinda not only had her arms regrown, but her aura was also fixed to the sixth level.
"Raylin Farrell! You really amaze me!"
Melinda's complexion was very complicated. She was able to get revenge last time thanks to the help of the other party, but it was also the other party who attacked her brazenly at the most critical moment, causing her a heavy loss, and it was only now that she made up for it.
"Have you been promoted to level six? It's really interesting! Can't the shackles of blood and the mother of ten thousand snakes stop you?"
As an old monster who knows many ancient secrets, Melinda naturally knows what it means to be able to break the shackles of the bloodline—this is the strength that can fight against the origin of the bloodline!
"It seems that instead of taking revenge this time, I have to try to repair the relationship between the two parties!"
Melinda licked her lips, a smug smile.
"Exactly! The newly caught little guy is also a good gift!"
Snapped! Accompanied by Melinda's thoughts, a flame elf, Mu Ran, appeared in front of her.
"Great master, please lower your order!"
The elf half-kneeled on the ground with a humble and respectful expression.
"The newly captured witch, who seems to be called Tanasa, ordered to release the other party's captive status and change it to house arrest! Treat the other party as our VIP!"
"Your will will be enforced!" The elf flapped the flame wings on her back and quickly disappeared through the door.
"The ceremony? People are looking forward to it!"
Melinda laughed coquettishly, and the flames in the entire hall suddenly became stronger several times, almost completely burning the sky.
All of a sudden, the entire central continent was filled with undercurrents, and a large number of existences turned their attention to the phosphorous fire swamp.