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"Kill them."

"Can't kill."

"Can't kill!"

"We will be avenged!"

"Let them leave us alive and we will be retaliated!"

"You can only see the stones under your feet! Who dares to kill! Whoever kills can guarantee that nothing will happen!"

The patriarch who shouted took a few breaths, looked around the faces of the people around him, and slammed the short knife in his hand to the ground, "A mage, a nobleman, a magician, you have seen so many noble people in your life. huh? If they go missing in this place, we did! Unless we can hide on the other side of the world."

"We just passed through the Dragon's Back Secret Path..."

"Just passing by?" Someone laughed sarcastically.

Everyone was silent for a while.Whether what happened last night has anything to do with those few people, everyone knows it well.They are the victims, but this is how the world is, even if there are only three of them, and they have nearly 5000 people, but under the universal law that the life of a nobleman is more valuable than 10000 untouchables, the truth is not theirs here.They were the ones who got in the way of the nobles and mages. Not only did they not give these nobles proper assistance, but they also arrested them when they were injured. This kind of behavior was enough to exterminate the genocide in the past.It is not even necessary to lay hands on others, these noble and powerful characters will crush them to death with their own hands.

What is frightening is that now it is these lowly people who have been excluded and oppressed who have the ability to crush these big men.

If they were not motivated by this unprecedented situation, these tribal elders and patriarchs who originally had various conflicts would not take the initiative to get together.The last time they were able to sit together like this was because of the summoning of the alchemists. No matter how they thought about it, it was impossible for them to defy the magicians who had absolute power and status—on the premise of the loyalty of the survivors.

Although they haven't really escaped from the current situation, the news they got from the alchemist is that after this short rest, the last section of the Dragon's Back Secret Road will be completed at one time, and they will be able to return to the vast land in half a day. In heaven and earth.Although I only spent one day and one night in this secret passage, for these people who have never had a similar experience, it is like a long life. Therefore, almost everyone who received this news felt a kind of relief, especially the surgery. The division then added that the rest of the journey would be safe, and that no accident would stop their progress.

Except for one small problem.

The sorcerer met several people by the dark river, including nobles, mages, and arcanists. These people had been tied up for attacking the sorcerer.As for how to deal with it, the magician hopes to get their opinions.But he doesn't need them to make suggestions right away, the last resting point will arrive soon, and the elders of all ethnic groups and above can use this time to seriously consider it.

That's why they argue.Although people are tied up by the bereaved clan, all clans are a whole at this time, and they are not much different from what they did. When they are liquidated, no one will listen to their excuses carefully, just like what the border guards told them , "What is the difference between one group of ants and another group of ants?" But this does not help them to agree at all, to kill or not to kill, whichever choice means great risk, and the benefits... can force them to It is an opportunity unimaginable in dreams for a power holder at this level to retaliate.

Sighing heavily, Patriarch Tongshan said, "We have finished talking here, and the final decision is still for the magician."

"He asked us to find a way together, isn't it because he can't make a decision?" Patriarch Tashan had another view.

"Will the magician be sure to pay attention?" The young man who had just sarcastically laughed, "Whether you believe it or not, I don't believe it anyway."

"Then why did he come to ask us?" Tashan patriarch retorted, "Didn't your brother run to the magician, he didn't know?"

This sentence hit Tucker's weakness, he twisted his face, "Don't mention him to me."

"Is there anything you can't say? Didn't he post it to get more benefits for you Junkers?" Patriarch Tashan said sarcastically.

"I haven't seen any good, and the magician is very close?" The young man who represented the patriarch of the Junker clan folded his hands and said with his mouth curled up. Although he was against his brother everywhere, Taduo and Takla did With the same blood, "The group of remnants surrounded him airtightly. Speaking of which, the magician belongs to them and not to us. What's the good, it doesn't belong to them in the end?"

The surroundings fell silent for a moment.It's not because of Tado's bold statement, but almost everyone knows that what he said is actually true.

They are all in the same situation, but after getting the alchemist, the survivors are clearly distinguished from them.They have almost the same appearance as the sorcerer, and this appearance, which was once discriminated against, has become a reason to get benefits. The clans other than the survivors are dissatisfied and can't say anything.After all, if the situation is reversed, they will be the same, and they may even be inferior to the bereaved family - to share all kinds of magical products brought by the alchemist with their opponents, it is unbearable just to imagine.Even though every tribe has a share in the various miraculous products brought by the magician, these precious things will eventually be returned to the magician. Since the magician stays in the bereaved clan, it is no different from belonging to them.Now everyone can still be united in the Longji secret path, but after leaving the secret path, it is bound to be on the tree, and the underground is underground, and the rocks can never become rivers.

"Think about it slowly." A person who had been silent all this time suddenly opened his mouth. Except for the acting patriarch of the Junker clan, he was the youngest among the people present. The tall patriarch named Hande stood up from the ground and looked at the The circle of people on the ground said, "No matter what the result is, I believe in that magician."

Without waiting for anyone to respond, the patriarch turned and left.

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In a certain rock hall quite a distance away from this group of people who still had the energy to toss, a fire caused by a forbidden spell has already burned to an end.

In this enclosed space, the rising hot flame licked the dome and then rolled back down. If the mage and the viscount can stay on the scene, with their knowledge, maybe they can conclude from it that they will disappear with the destruction of the bereaved country. Some of their techniques, such as the one-of-a-kind beautiful porcelain they produced, have yet to be replicated.Before the city was broken, the porcelain kiln was destroyed to the point where nothing could be seen, and the survivors who had migrated to various parts of the world could only burn some fine pottery at best, and those extremely smooth glazes never appeared again.

But this is already a digression. On the one hand, they were surrounded by countless dangerous giant insects. On the other hand, two powerful companions disappeared for unknown reasons, but their precious spoils were still left on the ground. After the mage realized something was wrong, he left the place immediately, but they didn't forget to treat the lovely pets that remained.

After burning nothing to burn, the flame gradually diminished.The creatures from the other end of the rift have turned into black imprints on the ground. Although they have strong vitality from the other end of the rift, and the mages who raise them continue to use spells to strengthen their physiques, they are still the biggest weakness of creatures. , that is, most of the body is composed of water.Even the nearby waterways were burned dry, and it took a while for them to flow again, let alone them.

The temperature of the air was still astonishingly high, but in this empty hall, there was still a cloud of gray-black mist floating around, howling and cursing for the cunning prey that had escaped.Perhaps after death, all kinds of senses became much duller, and it didn't seem to notice that under the thin layer of ashes on the ground, there were some faint lights flickering.Gradually, not only twilight, but more light flashed on the ground.

From the perspective of the ghost who is still wandering in this vast rock hall at this time, one can see that the lights have successively formed a certain pattern.Most people nowadays have forgotten that the relevant information is not in the Church Hill, but in the Central Empire, but for the existence that has experienced the Rift War and can still maintain consciousness, even death cannot make the things represented by those terrible lines come from Disappeared in the memory of the soul.

"The demons...! Why is there a magic circle of the demons!" The hoarse voice floated in the empty space, but no one would answer it, and then it couldn't ask any more questions.

The magic circle of the demons continued its work in an orderly manner, the rocks grew at a visible speed, united, and restored the place to the state it was a long time ago, the gray ghosts were gently wrapped by countless rays of light protruding from the ground, And then irresistibly taken underground.

Down, further down, deeper into the rock, where no mage from Middle-earth has ever been, there is a room that is not too big.Because of the special material of the floor, the whole room was illuminated blue by a soft light.Coveted by Middle-earth mages, powerful and rare magic stones are spread from one end of the room to the other, and the builders have no sense of wastefulness, not only using them as floor tiles, but also engraving various kinds of stones on their perfect mirror surface. The right angles and arcs turned them into a part of a complex figure that was dizzy to look at, and even the ghost that was dragged in lost its voice for a while.

There is not only one piece of work here, the human figures in hooded robes are placed in their positions according to the magic circle, quietly surrounding a floating ball of thread.Although the black hood covered the hair color, it did not cover the black eyes of the guards.Wearing it on the waist, the sharp blade made with a special technique still shines, and the black flame mark on the back of the left hand hanging by the side has not faded, but the reputation of this mark more than 30 years ago has died down.Not everyone looked like this. For example, in a corner of the room, there was a red-haired guy, and the one next to him was not wearing a robe, but a black night clothes.

There is no sound, no wind, as if time does not exist here.These people stood here quietly, as if they were dead, but also as if they were waiting...the day when they woke up again.

The ghost bound by the light kept shrinking, and finally turned into an insignificant light, fell into the hollow sphere, and finally disappeared.