Chapter 520
My Empire Chapter 520
2020-11-03
Chapter 520 521surrounded by enemiesI have been waiting at the reception of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs for a day, and I feel that my trip must not go well The Queen of Elf Race, put the coffee cup she was holding on the table gently, with a smile on her face.
She looked towards the minister Falai, who was standing in front of her, and instructed softly: "A little fellow with a strong smell is here. If I put it elsewhere, I might not be able to find him. But in Serris, in a place where pollution is heavier than magic, his magic is too conspicuous."
"Although he has always carefully concealed his magic fluctuations, he is too weak, and he is too weak. Let me find him with a lot of effort." The queen stood up as she spoke, twisting the hood behind her head with her beautiful hands and covering it on top of her head, covering her mouth-watering tip ear.
"Let's go! Go and help... Even if you don't make a move, it's good to watch the excitement." After speaking, she went straight to the door, and Falley didn't speak. behind the queen.
Meanwhile, on the runway of Serris International Airport, on another Boeing 747 from Grecon, an old man with closed eyes opened his eyes.
He looked towards his companion who was already standing next to his seat, covering his face with the hood on his magic robe, and took his wand from his hand.
In other positions, the old men who also closed their eyes and rested on their feet stood up. They were all wearing Greken's magical robes embroidered with Greken's magician logo.
"Okay, now that we know that the old friend is here, the rest will be easy." The old man at the head stood up, leaning on his magic staff, his imposing manner suddenly became Surprised: "Let's go! Don't let him fool around!"
With his voice, all the old people who stood up nodded slightly, "I will do my best to keep Travish The Great Archmage will be brought to justice."
The old man headed by also slowly nods as he turns around and walks towards the already opened aircraft cabin door. He was going to stop his old friend, the friend who had known each other for thousands of years and who used to say nothing.
He's Lonsadlai, the Great Archmage of Grecon! After the magical atmosphere of this world has been raised to a new height, he has been promoted to the higher realm and has become the most powerful magician of mankind.
Because of the precious information sent by the Greken Eyeliner in the puppet empire, it was confirmed that the Great Archmage Travish had left Burkeland, so he also brought Greken's most elite magician with him. Team, here comes Serris.
This is the most likely place for Travish, and this is the only place that Travish can go now.
So, here he is, he's here to make a break with his old friend, or to help Alanhill keep Serris's dignity.
For him, this is an attitude, and whether Alanhill deserves it or not is another matter.
Because, after he was promoted to a being similar to the Dharma Sage, he also felt another breath that became stronger in Alanhill.
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In the Imperial Palace of Alanhill, a pair of picturesque eyes, which had been closed, suddenly opened, and their bright gem-like eyes adapted to the intensity of the light, and they grew long. The long eyelashes trembled slightly, making people want to go up and kiss.
Vivien, who was meditating on the bed, sat up and stretched her arms. The magic in her body is no longer surging, and her whole person looks much more peaceful than before.
She has passed the perilous period of promotion and is now a full body, beyond the terrifying existence of the Great Archmage.
Some people are so unfair, their innate talent is stronger than others' efforts - Vivian is such a magical genius, otherwise she would not have advanced at such a young age Stay in color.
Now, she spent less time than her senior Longsa Delai to be promoted to Sage, which is not too surprising when you think about it carefully.
"I just felt another sage using magic in a very close place!" Vivian waved to the maid beside her, and said, "Inform Your Majesty immediately and let the civilians take refuge. !"
"Yes! Her Royal Highness!" The maid was also a high-level magician. After hearing the order, her expression became solemn. She immediately stepped aside, grabbed a phone, and conveyed Vivian's order. out.
Almost at the same moment, Vivian gave the order to put the city into a state of emergency. At about the same second, Travish, who had also been promoted to the Holy Spirit, stood in the middle of the bustling street. , lifts the head looking at those huge billboards, stunned for not knowing what to think.
He had never seen such a prosperous city, and even the Bourkeland he created with his own hands was not as good as the one in front of him.
Even, not even one thousandth! Compared to this city called Serris, Bourkeland, once known as the magic pearl, in front of this city is as pitiful as a small village in the countryside.
The tall buildings rise into the sky and the streets are wide and flat. It's not like centipede, where everything is compromised for mobility. There is no need to relocate here, and no one seems to be able to threaten it.
From the very beginning, it seems that there is no development in the direction of a defensive fortress. Everything here is so fixed, and everything here is so trendy.
The streets are full of people with mobile phones and cars are speeding in the middle of the road. People's clothes are very precious at a glance, and people's temperament is completely different from those of the poor commoners.
The people here seem to be born with a sense of pride that makes people look up, and they all have the temperament of overlooking innumerable living beings at the feet of the emperor.
What made him depressed was that people in the puppet empire had this kind of temperament, but in just two short years, the feeling cultivated over thousands of years was squeezed out. No more.
He really wanted to break through all this, because it all felt like a knife to him, stabbed into his heart and left his self-esteem torn apart.
He felt that his beliefs were crumbling, that the things he believed in, the things he had fought for were crumbling and perishing.
This kind of feeling is really bad. As an old man who is over a thousand years old, he has a long, long life. He has accumulated so many things that he is proud of and believes in. many.
Now that these things have dissipated, the blow to him is more difficult for him to accept than the frontal victory of the enemy.
"Why... why... such a terrifying change here? Why? Why not earlier?" He murmured, reaching out to touch the things in front of him, but felt a biting pain , came from his body.
"I shouldn't be here." He withdrew the arm he wanted to lift, and gave up his original idea angrily.
At this moment, he remembered the purpose of coming here, and the things he was going to do. He is going to slaughter all sides here and destroy the city in front of him.
He wants to get back his own dignity and everything that is a magician! For himself, and for all magicians of this world.
For the Magic Empire, for the magic power, for himself, this is the only thought he is standing here now. As for the infamy behind him, as for the sins of the devil, it has nothing to do with him.
What he has to do is to destroy the entire Serris City alone, and then die here, and then engrave his name into history - whether it is a bad name or a good name, in short, there must be one. name.
However, when he withdrew his gaze from the bustling lights and dazzling colors and came back to his senses, he found two people wearing black robes standing in front of him.
The imposing manner of the other party is not very sufficient, but Travish still feels a little threat from the other party.
He frowned and smiled bitterly: "I'm being careless, I'm being careless! You guys still found it! But... I dispatched two god puppets to stop me, isn't it a little playful? ?"
Two black robed man lifts the head, the sun shines into the hood on the cloak, and two smiling faces with masks are revealed like this.
One of the puppets spoke in a hoarse voice: "Welcome to Serris City! But...we're not social puppets, we're super god puppets...T800!"
Another puppet extended the hand, revealing a steel arm with an intricate magical inscription: "And... who said we were... two?"
As he spoke At that time, two more silhouettes in black robes fell, and four Chris' puppet Avatars stood in front of Travish.
"Four? I don't care about four more!" Travish sneered, took a step back, and took a posture ready to fight.
However, there were four super god puppets standing on the left side of his side. These puppets are all Chris's puppet Avatar, and the battle strength of each is more than ten times higher than that of ordinary god puppets.
"..." Travish, whose face became more and more gloomy, stretched out his hands, and two terrifying magic arrays lit up in his palms.
At the same time, on the other side of him, Lonzadelai stopped advancing and persuaded: "Travish... give up!"
Travish laughed heartily, tilted his head and glanced at his old friend, said with a smile: "You came here too, and you were also promoted to the Dharma saint? Well, good! Save me everywhere. Go find it, it's better to solve it together!"
"Then you'd better solve me together." Behind him, a cold and severe but full of fantasy female voice sounded, although not High-pitched, but made Travish hair stands on end.
He turned around suddenly and saw the Elf Queen standing there, with her elite guards standing behind him...
(End of this chapter)