If anyone could look down at Gayola from the highest point, he would feel that he was watching a herd of sheepdogs driving away the starry flock. The Duke of Cologne's army dived intimidatingly from the sky, constantly pouring hard ice cones, scorching flames, and huge meteorites on their side, forcing them to concentrate in one place. Although the rebel wizards did not understand the tactics of mortals, they also knew that once they were forced to be exposed and stayed in one place in a dense place, it would be no different from being in prison, especially when the enemy was at a high place. Even if they raised their wands on their backs, it would be useless to the outside world like hedgehogs. Magic could be shot to the high place, but like arrows, the less powerful it would be.

Cologne's mount is a black nightmare, almost twice as big as an ordinary horse, with fangs in its mouth. Although Gayola also has nightmares, it is absolutely not so dangerous or unpredictable, but it is just a gift. While the Duke of Cologne caresses the mane of the nightmare with dark red light, he remembers Prince Amon, who is determined to become his godfather. This neurotic vampire intended to "invite" Louis XIV into the inner world twenty years ago. This is of course impossible, so Prince Amon placed his hope on the descendants of the king. Of course, the so-called "laws" that represent the world and the inner world are not allowed to be broken, but when the king almost regarded Gayola as a thing in his pocket, it was also useless.

The intersection of the world and the world in the world may have begun earlier, but it was accelerated by Louis XIV. The Duke of Colonna remembered the unwilling murmurs of Cardinal La Rivier. The king never confessed and never held a private mass except for necessary week. The priests around him were more like another form of guards and servants, and the king never allowed them to intervene in government affairs.

What many people know, but dare not say is that this king may have never believed in such things, raising werewolfs, sheltering wizards, forging holy traces, and even besieging Rome. This is something that predecessors have done before, but only this king... is so calm, so calm that he is dealing with another ordinary official business.

The Duke of Cologne sometimes felt that his father was teasing Prince Amon, just like teasing a ferocious poisonous snake. Among the thirteen vampires, the only demons were Tsmith and Lesenba, and the others were neutral or moderate members of the Secret Party. Even so, Tsmith and Lesenba could still make the Secret Party and the neutrals retreat. It was not their madness - but it was such a terrible person... It can only be said that only Louis XIV, who dared and could play games with Amon and made him excited until now, was the only mortal who dared and could play games with Amon and made him excited.

The Duke of Cologne has not had much contact with Amon. In the Duke of Cologne, Amon is a very charming... The blood clan, and at the same time has an indescribable deterrence, Louis told him that this is the talent of the blood clan. Simply put, humans will feel fear when they see vampires - even before he realizes what kind of danger they are in, in fact, it is no different from the frogs that encounter poisonous snakes. This is instinct. Although natural evolution gives the weak this instinct to prevent it from running around in panic, it attracts the hunter's attention... Of course, it is hard to say whether there is a presuppose that the strange existence of vampires is a presuppose...

Even Amon felt helpless when the king used science to explain the invisible suppression of vampires on humans. The Duke of Cologna only remembered that his father was still thinking about how to explain whether the appearance of vampires could be explained by natural evolution. The shackles that made him feel unable to breathe suddenly relaxed, then disappeared, and never appeared afterwards.

Amon laughed as if he was still in his ears. The Duke of Cologne guessed that perhaps it was from that time that Amon had given up his covetousness for him, because he deeply remembered that the vampire showed a hint of regret before leaving, and for his father rather than him. The Duke of Cologne closed his eyes slightly. Since Mary Mancini no longer appeared in the Palace of Versailles, many people thought that he and his mother had lost the king's favor, and only he knew that the king could solve many problems by pushing him to Amon, and half of him belonged to the inner world.

King, father...

"Your Highness!" a voice interrupted the Duke of Cologne's memory. "How is the situation?" asked the Duke of Cologne.

"We won," said the wizard who came to pay back, with stars representing the ranks flashing on his shoulders: "But your Highness, as we entered the wall of cornerstone, Agnelli, Gagne, Deron's parents and some wizards entered Mancini Castle with the magic of water and flames."

"Are they still fighting?" asked the Duke of Colonna, looking at Mancini Castle. It was now daylight, and the window of the castle was dark, like the mouth of a monster that devoured life, which was daunting.

"If it was Bufandi," Visari leaned over and said, "they must have traps in the castle." The wizards who came to Gayola each had special talents, such as Delong who could drive magical creatures, Mancini could charm all things, and Bufandi was good at setting magical traps- "Can we contact the wizards in the castle?"

"It could," Visari said, "but now I doubt they can still stick to the edge of the crystal ball."

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Agnelli turned into a flame and landed in a room. When he condensed his body from the flame, he was lucky to have not received any disturbance, but he immediately heard a scream from not far away. It was from his nephew. Agnelli rushed toward him without hesitation. A Bufandi wizard was half kneeling there, holding a frost-covered sword, and facing Agnelli's nephew, looking at Agnelli with a vigilant face. It only took a few seconds for his body to condense from the flame or the water flow. His reaction was extremely quick.

Agnelli's nephew fell to the ground, lost most of his body, from his shoulders to his hips, the peritoneum wrapped around his internal organs also disappeared, and his intestines and liver flowed all over the ground. Agnelli knew at a glance that there was no hope - even if there were potions and magic, he shot out a magic spell without hesitation. The magic arrow pierced Agnelli's nephew's chest after piercing through the wizard Bufandi.

The face of the wizard Bufandi was full of surprise. He must have been puzzled that Agnelli did not come forward. He fell down dejectedly, and the preset trap was activated, and a stream of acid melted him and Agnelli's nephew.

Agnelli didn't even see this scene - after confirming that the other party would die, he caught the little three-tailed rat given to them by Delong. The three-tailed rat was useless, but was particularly sensitive to the breath of life. They ran around the corridors and rooms. Once they found a wizard or other living creature, they would scream in a sharp voice. As a powerful wizard, Agnelli's arrogance was not without reason. Sometimes even one or two rooms were separated by his magic, and his magic could lift the floor, destroy the wall, and directly hit another wizard.

The pain of losing his nephew made his spirit more concentrated and his will became more firm. One sharp magic after another came out of his hand, plundering the lives of Bufandi, Mancini, or other wizards willing to crawl at the feet of mortals. With a sound of moans, screams and wails, his blood burned like a fire with grease, but he had not forgotten Madame Gane's arrangement. In a room that barely remained the same, he stepped on Bufandi's back, while pulling out his blood, casting a magic in the air, and the blood first solidified into a ball,

Then he drew a simple map in a curved manner: "It's not far away." Agnelli said that his meeting point with Gagne and others, but at this moment, a loud noise came from the outside to the inside. The sudden burst of air flow crashed him and the dying wizard into the wall behind. The light outside had not yet been poured in. The room was already dusty and visibility dropped sharply. Agnelli only had time to grab his wand and felt a sharp pain coming from his ankle. When he lowered his head, he found that the wizard Bufandi had turned into a weasel, not only slipping away from his feet quickly, but also had time to bite him.

Agnelli only pointed at him and turned into a big owl with a wingspan of more than five feet. In the dust, a wizard might find a gray-white weasel with a grey and black weasel, but the owl was a hunter who searched for prey with his hearing. He had caught the trace of the weasel - only a few seconds. With a harsh scream, the big owl's claws had been deeply pressed into the weasel's fur. The wizard Bufandi wanted to roll or restore his human form, but Agnelli only needed to use force to break his spine.

But at this moment, another loud bang burst out at their feet. Agnelli realized that he had made a mistake. He ignored the prey under his feet and returned to his original form as soon as he turned over. The impact of the loud bang on the wizard was just a burst of tinnitus, but it was a huge harm to the big owl. He stood up with the wall, and blood flowed out of his ears and nose. At this time, the dust had slowly landed on the ground. Although countless dust was floating in the sunlight projected in from outside, it was enough for people to see the situation inside.

Agnelli spat.

The wizards of the Duke of Cologne, riding a pegasus or a nightmare, held their wands and were tightly facing him, and the lucky Bufandi had already rolled and crawled into the gap and received rescue from two wizards - although scarred, the wizards were much stronger than mortals. If it were Agnelli... he was willing to rescue his nephew, he could also avoid death, but... he raised his head. In the air hundreds of feet away from them, a beautifully dressed young wizard sat on a nightmare that was stronger than other mounts. He looked like he had just grown up and might not be much younger than his nephew.

The loud noise and vibration continued, and Agnelli saw clearly that the one who broke the outer wall of the castle was actually the artillery of the mortals. They dragged it with a Pegasus, and the other wizards were manipulating the weapon skillfully and quickly like mortals, and the shells it used were not simple - mortals could not cause such great damage to the wizard's fortress.

"If so..." Wobon couldn't help but say.

"No." Visari said: "Didn't your Majesty think of you? This is Gayola, the inner world," he paused: "In short, it is the place where magic is condensed and concentrated, the world, or the place where magic is scarce, and shells do not have such power."

Vaubon's regret is beyond words.

"But..." Visari endured for a long time and finally felt that he had to say it: "The Duke of Cologne really has many similarities with his father."

"Isn't it good?" Vobon said.

Not good at all! Visari roared in his heart that although this fortress is called Mancini Castle, it was still the temple of the wizards twenty or thirty years ago, and the crown of the entire Gayola. He thought that the Duke of Cologne would not allow his soldiers to rush into the castle rashly and fall into the net of Agnelli and others, but he did not expect that the Duke of Cologne would use this... It was simply a way for children to climb over an ant nest and poke the castle built against the mountain with holes everywhere. Yes, this way of using powerful firepower to destroy the enemy fortress can minimize the losses of personnel, but...

No matter how Visari complained, the Duke of Cologne's "turning over an ant nest" was very effective. The castle was built on the mountain, so many places were only fifty feet deep. After divination and prediction of the possible positioning and routes of the rebels - after all, there were only a few places where flames were burning and water were accumulated.

All the mazes are worthless after opening, and so are the castles.

The wizards belonging to Mancini and Bufandi can be rescued even if they fall from the gap, but the rebels are like ants exposed to the sky. No matter how fast they are, they cannot compare to Pegasus and Nightmare. Even if the artillery is slowly fired, the range and accuracy of the muskets are far better than most spells. They are like small animals being chased and can only run in the corridors and rooms in a hurry.

Although it will take a little time.

When Madame Gane was brought to Colonna, her hair was messy and bloodstained everywhere, but she was still very calm: "I want to talk to the parents of the Mancini family!" Madame Gane shouted: "Now!"

The Duke's wizard glanced at her and just shook his head.

The lady pursed her lips, "What a pity." She said: "Even if there is something about Mary, it doesn't matter if it's about Mancini."

This made the wizard subconsciously turn around and look behind him.

At this moment, a three-tailed rat jumped down from Madame Gane and fell to the ground and turned into a wizard. Two poisonous snakes were coiled around his neck, and rushed towards both sides with lightning, biting the throat of the wizard who was watching them. They immediately turned black and died without saying a word.
Chapter completed!