Chapter 25: Victory War Dragon Clan Celebration
A war that must be won.
This was the first thought that came to Wright's mind after receiving his father's order.
The Lost Land - a desolate area where a group of surviving dark creatures gathered together for warmth. Under normal circumstances, as the noble young master of the Colin family, he would never set foot here.
Even now, he contemptuously thought about finishing the task quickly and then going back to his date.
These filthy creatures have no idea how hard it is to coax an angry little beauty.
The blond and blue-eyed rogue knight rode on his horse, holding the reins with one hand and pulling back a little, taking the entire building in.
He couldn't help but exclaim in amazement: "This site is really spectacular."
Such a complete palace is still preserved in the Lost Land. Perhaps hundreds or thousands of years ago, this place was the territory of a forbidden-level wizard, and it was fortunately preserved because of the glow of magic.
He snorted coldly, "That crazy little He Li is really lucky."
He escaped into the Lost Land and survived, and happened to find a lot of food in the ruins.
But this luck soon belonged to the Colin family.
He patted the sturdy horse beneath him and approached the white-robed mage beside him: "Hey, Mage, how do we get in?"
Master Guangming remained silent, obviously not wanting to pay any attention to this noble son who had been acting in a pretentious manner all the way.
But because of the money he received, he still raised the scepter and silently chanted a spell. The gem on the top of the scepter emitted a dazzling light, and then he aimed it at the dark outer iron gate.
【Bright · Shatter】
With a loud bang, a corner of the gate collapsed, twisting into a small gap that was only wide enough for one person to pass through.
Master Guangming frowned, looked at his hands, and a hint of doubt arose in his heart.
The high-level magic just now should be enough to shatter the door and the fence together. Why is it only cracked a little? Is he affected by the strong dark atmosphere here?
The blond young master cursed him inwardly, "Idiot!", then changed his expression and smiled, "As expected of a high-level mage, this is a piece of cake for you. However, isn't this gap a little narrow?"
The wizard glanced at the boy who was smiling but not smiling, and picked up the staff again.
An even brighter white light burst out from the staff and burst out onto the fence again. The rich power of light competed with the darkness and eventually eliminated it completely.
With a "click", the iron railings collapsed under the heavy weight, and the smile on the blond young master's face grew bigger and bigger.
He shouted excitedly: "Go!"
A spear was the first to pierce into the magnificent ruins, like a lit fuse, driving the hearts of all the knights to rush into the building ahead.
The dim light shone into the foggy morning, and the sound of killing weapons continued to ring out, stimulating the blood to boil again.
The blond young master rushed in first, searching for the scent of profit like a hyena.
"You destroyed the railings and broke into a private residence. I think you should discuss compensation with the owner now."
A strange voice sounded in his ears, and Wright's eyes suddenly became sharp.
The solemn obsidian gate in front of him slowly opened, and a figure walked out, passing by the knight whose whole body exuded the temperament of a young master.
Chen Shuang roughly estimated the number of people and then nodded.
As expected of a nobleman, he is generous in maintaining a considerable number of private soldiers.
Wright looked quietly at the person in front of him. The dissolute blond young master felt that his heart was moved for the 330th time this year.
Well, how should I put it…exotic.
He subconsciously asked, "Um, what's your name?"
Chen Shuang then noticed the blond man who was rushing ahead. Before she could speak, the elf following closely behind him suddenly turned as dark as ink.
The god who had just learned to speak grabbed Chen Shuang's clothes tightly and exerted his strength without any hesitation.
God sneered and said, "Call you ancestor."
“Ahhhhhh—”
Pitch-black thorns emerged from the ground and whipped violently towards the blond knight. Wright only had time to let out a short cry before his whole body was tightly bound by the thorns and hung upside down in the air. As the thorns contracted, the sound of his struggle quickly weakened.
A small boss was dealt with in an instant. The elf curled his fingers and looked up at Chen Shuang with watery eyes.
"That human just now was so annoying, Master Priest. I was so scared."
Chen Shuang: "...Well, it's quite scary."
It's just that the ones who should be afraid are other people.
The elf swung her skirt, her eyes pretending to glance at the approaching humans, looking for the next blind guy.
The sudden change just now caused silence in the whole place, which was filled with suppressed emotions. After a brief silence, a melodious song suddenly echoed in the space, gently brushing across the soul like a feather.
Chen Shuang was stunned.
In a trance, she seemed to be standing on the quiet ocean, with gorgeous blue scales brushing against her cheeks, arousing a strong desire in her heart to follow that blue and sink into the deep sea.
After a brief illusion, Chen Shuang quickly broke free and looked back slightly.
It's the mermaid's song.
The cavalrymen in front of them were not so lucky. The moment the sound containing powerful magic reached their eardrums, thousands of fantasies were born one after another.
Someone jumped off the horse, hugged the horse's legs and cried bitterly: "I want to confess, Lili's child is indeed mine, please forgive me."
Someone leaned over to his companion and whispered, "I've liked your wife for a long time, please make us happy."
"Asshole, you're looking for death!"
Although his companion was also immersed in the illusion, he still instinctively punched him, and the two of them wrestled with each other, screaming.
The only person who could be considered respectable at the scene was the white-robed wizard standing in the center, who stood calmly on the battlefield, not moving at all.
As soon as they met, Chen Shuang threw [Divine Power] at him, targeting the mage who looked the most difficult to deal with.
The opponent is indeed powerful. He can remain calm even when facing the threat of divine power.
Under her gaze, the white-robed wizard took a steady step forward, then his legs softened and he knelt down in the direction of the temple.
Chen Shuang: Uh.
There is no need for such a grand ceremony.
The Dark Priest withdrew a like.
Watching the mage stand up again and retreat with shaking legs, Chen Shuang nodded.
Although he was endowed with "extreme fear", the mage did not faint or surrender immediately. Instead, he held on with his legs shaking, and now he is preparing to escape from the battlefield. He is considered very tenacious.
The white-robed mage's legs went limp and he knelt down again with his back to Chen Shuang.
Chen Shuang: “…”
Just pretend I didn't say anything.
Help!
It has been a long time since Lekra was promoted to a senior mage and felt so embarrassed.
He pinched his palm hard, and the brief pain pulled him out of the illusion that went straight into the sea of spiritual consciousness.
It is darkness, overwhelming darkness.
The light is dying like a burnt-out candle, which can be easily blown out by any gust of wind.
The light has ended, the gods are gone, and the magic is lost.
He fled away tumbling and crawling, away from the world of annihilation, but after a moment of secret joy, he returned to the starting point.
No, impossible!
The Master of Light maintained his precarious faith and vaguely saw "her" in the chaotic physical sensation.
She is the source of darkness and the end of everything.
She will destroy the light and even kill gods.
She lowered her eyes to look at the trembling mage, her tone unchanged: "It is time to reach the end, despicable light."
No!
The mage bit himself hard and even tasted blood. He regained some consciousness, but the real scene appeared double in his eyes, making his head hurt even more.
"It's just an illusion, everything is fake, she is lying to me."
After using all his strength to stabilize the turbulent spiritual sea, the exhausted mage took out the teleportation scroll tremblingly, but was picked up by the silver sword tip the next moment.
The mage felt a sudden light in front of his eyes.
They are angels and followers of light.
The white wings spread out, clearly carrying the purest breath of light, but at this moment they blocked the light wizard of the same lineage.
The angel said, "Back off, human."
Lekra felt even more dizzy. He looked down at the giant sword across his neck, then looked at the angel in front of him.
Angels betrayed the light?
Angels turn to darkness?
Light? Dark?
Who am I? Who am I?
Lecrae's eyes were empty.
The faith that has been maintained for a long time is in jeopardy, and the turbulent spiritual sea even forces the mage's blood to surge.
“Ahhhhhhh!!!”
He let out a long, sharp howl, shrank back holding his head, then his eyes rolled back and he fainted.
The angel took a step back, away from the wizard, and then looked at his sword.
Well, it's as bright as new, no need to wipe.
The matter was resolved surprisingly smoothly, and Chen Shuang successfully obtained a group of strong adult laborers, as well as countless armors and weapons.
All the prisoners were tied up and escorted to an open space, awaiting further arrangements.
These people were certainly not used just as labor.
Hurley personally tied up the blond young master and gagged him with the dirtiest piece of cloth. Unable to suppress the smile on her face, she stood up and clapped her hands. "The Colin family has long been dissatisfied with their current status and has secretly stationed troops, preparing to challenge the royal family when the time is right. These cavalrymen are evidence of their rebellion."
"So it's time to move on to the next step."
Chen Shuang waved her hand, and the still stone on the ground floated up, and turned into a skeleton bird under the gaze of everyone.
Creation of All Things
"Go, dear bird," she touched the skeleton bird's head and received two excited chirps.
The bird landed neatly on her shoulder, picked up the envelope that had been prepared earlier, spread its wings and flew away, and soon disappeared.
It flew across the vast sky at a high speed, and when it was about to reach the luxurious mansion of the noble Colin family, it tilted its head and landed lightly behind the house.
After a while, Colin's shameless servant came out from behind the house with a smile on his face, with the well-behaved skeleton bird standing on his shoulder.
He took the letter and said in a friendly tone, "Alright, alright, I get it. For the sake of the High Priest, let alone lurking here, I'm willing to sacrifice my life. This is the mission my predecessors have passed on to me."
The expression on the face of the recently created Creator changed, and he integrated his own role.
After tidying up his appearance, the servants of the Colin family got busy again. He rushed into the courtyard shouting, his face still full of panic and humor: "Master, something bad has happened!"
"Very, very important matter!"
The head of the Colin family, whose good fortune was interrupted again, turned over and sat up. He suppressed his anger and opened the envelope anxiously. There was a thick stack of papers inside, with only one line of words on the top.
You don't want His Highness to know that you're raising cavalry, do you?
The head of the Colin family immediately took a few steps back. Holding back his fear, he forced himself to turn over the next piece of paper.
[No need to look, it's just half of the Colin family]
His hand shook, and a pile of lists filled with requests for supplies instantly scattered all over the floor, making his vision go dark.
The servant exclaimed in surprise: "Someone, the master is vomiting blood!"
He hurriedly supported the Colin family head who was about to faint, and took advantage of the old man's unconsciousness to punch him hard, causing the Colin family head to roll his eyes instantly.
The servant then shouted at the top of his lungs, "Someone, the master is dying!"
Then he raised his foot and continued kicking.
The creator's voice became increasingly sorrowful: "Someone, the master has passed away!"
*
But he didn't die.
Within a few days, Chen Shuang began to receive intermittent supplies sent by the Colin family with gritted teeth. The variety was very rich and the attitude was very bad. It was obvious that they were indeed bleeding heavily.
As she deals with the captives, Lilitan, who had recently been locked up at home, suddenly appears over the temple.
Still in a rush, Long's happy voice could be heard from afar: "Chen Shuang, Chen Shuang, Chen Shuang!"
The dragon raised his head high, his scales slightly exploded, and he looked very excited. He said happily: "My aunt asked me to invite you to my family's celebration."
"Please agree to it quickly, quickly, quickly," the dragon head lowered slightly and prayed in a low voice.
"celebration?"
Chen Shuang put down what she was doing.
The dragon proudly said, "It's a huge celebration that only the dragon race participates in once every ten years!"
"My aunt said that we must invite you over, otherwise the entire dragon clan will be so regretful that they will cry."
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