Chronicles of Ryan the Wizard

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"What should I do next?" Ryan did not want to stay here for too long, and he could not care about the emotion of taking care of Alexander-Andrew, and asked in the most direct words.

Ryan ’s voice awakened the musing Alexander-King Andrew. He took another step towards the sarcophagus, then pointed to the neatly stacked clothes inside the sarcophagus and said to Ryan: "Young little magician, you 'S magic robe has been destroyed, this one will be given to you. "

Ryan turned his head and looked at Alexander-King Andrew, who turned his head to look at him: "Young little magician, this robe was worn by the magician who fled that year. I have a strong army, a vast territory, But in the end, I can only get this robe. Perhaps the best is not available? Until the last moment, I still ca n’t forget her, and to bury my only regret in my life, I buried it. "

"Forget it, such a valuable thing."

"I'm giving it to you, young little magician. Staying with me can only be obliterated forever. I hope you will love it and treat it as a commemoration of your adventure."

"Okay, I'll treasure it." Ryan did not want to be entangled with Alexander-Andrew King in this matter, and nodded, he picked up the dress and put it in his storage pocket.

"Do it!" King Alexander-Andrew turned his head with great perseverance, not looking at the crystal sarcophagus: "You can destroy this sarcophagus with all your strength." After that, King Alexander-Andrew walked slowly. Back to the entrance channel, drifting away.

One magic spell after another was read from Ryan's mouth and echoed in the Chamber of Secrets. The firm expression on Ryan's face seemed to indicate that this was not ordinary magic.

After more than ten seconds, the magic was finally completed. A fist-sized dark red fireball flew out of Ryan ’s hand and flew quite slowly towards the crystal sarcophagus. Ryan, who released the magic, immediately turned around and ran, his The figure disappeared quickly in the channel.

At the same time, the dark red fireball fell into the crystal coffin without error. The strong light was accompanied by the hot magic flame, and the crystal coffin and everything inside were torn into fragments in a flash. The powerful impact force made these fragments The high speed spreads outwards, but the speed of flame explosion far exceeds the speed of debris splashing, so the debris burned violently in the air, and the thick smoke enveloped it all together.

Under the dual pressure of the explosion and the uncontrolled magic array below, the original platform where the crystal coffin was parked started to vibrate. Soon the energy intensity from the blood pool below it exceeded the power of the flame explosion, and was pulled by the powerful magic power. , The platform began to crack.

These cracks began to spread quickly with the naked eye, and soon the entire platform began to split. When the support beneath the platform collapsed, the platform where the crystal coffin was parked split into several pieces and fell into the blood pool, which stirred up thick blood. One after another, the souls of the injustice broke through the magic circle, from 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, the first sight saw Alexander-King Andrew, who had long since sat on the throne. Ryan had just settled down and hadn't spoken yet. He heard a loud noise from the channel connecting the blood pool and the magic circle below. That was the sound of the platform falling into the blood pool.

"Woo ~" The innocent souls bound in the blood pool by the magic circle were released, and they floated out along the passage through which Ryan walked, and the cry reverberated in the upper palace. The blood of these Alexander-Andrew kings was bound in the blood pool for 400 years by the magic circle, and they suffered all the hardships. Because of the existence of the magic circle, they, like Alexander-King Andrew, will always be monsters that will never die.

Now, the young little magician Ryan rescued them, and there was no crystal coffin where Alexander-Andrew ’s body was parked. There was a problem with the operation of the magic circle. These innocent souls would never be bound by the magic circle again. You can finally get rid of it.

These poor grievances lingered around the body of the young little magician with gratitude. Although these immortal grievances can only make such a cold voice, Ryan can feel the gratitude contained in it. The innocent souls around them gently waved their hands and whispered, "rest in peace, everything has passed."

After being reminded by Ryan, these innocent souls uttered a sigh of relief, and then slowly rose up, turning into crystal dust and disappearing in the air.

Perhaps it is because of the abnormal operation of the magic circle. The gargoyles lined up neatly around the palace suddenly made a vague voice: "Protect Your Majesty the King", slowly to the six arrows mercenary group Approaching. Before waiting for their reaction in Bury, King Alexander-Andrew sitting high on the throne made a majestic voice, "My warriors, I am your king, the invincible Alexander-Andrew."

The words of King Alexander-Andrew stopped these turbulent gargoyle legions. They were still lined up in a neat phalanx, as if the soldiers were about to leave, waiting for the king's review.

At the direction of Alexander-Andrew, the densely standing gargoyles surged like a tide, giving way to a passage.

"Let's go!" Alexander-King Andrew pointed to this newly opened passage and said to Lane: "Leave here."

Ryan glanced at Alexander-King Andrew with a complicated mood. It was his ambition that caused all the tragedy, but for hundreds of years of life like "captivity" he also received some punishment. Now, the magic circle begins to collapse, and the "life" of King Alexander-Andrew will also come to an end with the collapsed magic circle, and the dust will return to the dust, and the earth will return to the earth. All this will truly end.

Looking at Lane who turned and walked down the platform, King Alexander-Andrew suddenly shouted, "That sword! Give it to you."

Ryan, who was walking down the platform quickly, heard this sentence, and he turned his head to look at Alexander-King Andrew who was sitting on the throne. The face of the latter had begun to age, and his dark hair began to slowly turn into white. You can clearly see signs of weakness.

"It has been with me for the whole life, and it is the only proof that I have stayed in this world. It is just like mine, my son." The always majestic Alexander-King Andrew said warm words: "Take it away Well, it should not be buried with me! "

Ryan nodded, and although he didn't speak, King Alexander-Andrew had promised from his determined gaze, which was some kind of tacit agreement between evenly matched opponents. Alexander-King Andrew's expression relaxed, and his hair turned from black to white faster and faster.

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