Twilight Tavern.

underground.

A luxurious ancient coffin suddenly lifted the lid, and the gorgeous blood-haired woman woke up. Two female blood descended to the door of the basement, resting on the ground with her forehead on her face, and said respectfully: "Master."

"How is Susar recently?" The blood clan lord walked out barefoot, only wearing a thin off-white silk nightgown, which was vacuum inside. When her slender and fair legs stepped out of the coffin, spring suddenly appeared.

"Master, the nobles launched a coup, Princess Cormier and the new king were imprisoned... Now outside, the legends from both sides should be fighting..." A bloody man whispered.

"The Legendary Showdown?"

The blood-haired woman became interested, and her eyes flashed with a mysterious blood light, and there was no spell casting or spelling. The silk nightgown on her body turned into a tight red robe.

The next moment, the blood-haired woman disappeared in the basement and turned to stand above the imperial capital Susal. The red dragon vein warlock Mirabeta took Yalusier hostage and flew quickly past her more than ten meters away.

The dragon wings spread behind Mirabeta's shoulders are seven or eight meters long, and with the dazzling blazing flame effect, the dragon wings appear even wider. No wonder the people on the ground exclaimed as giant dragons.

Behind Mirabeta, Ingrid was following her quickly.

Seeing the wich, the blood-haired woman's eyes lit up and she said to herself: "I didn't expect that as soon as she woke up, she encountered a big lich. She didn't have the aura of the evil camp."

The sudden appearance of the blood clan master attracted the attention of Ingrid and Mirabeta.

Ingrid's expression has not changed much.

When the Red Dragon Vein Warlock looked over, she had a clear layer of fear in her eyes, "...The Master of the Blood Clan! He is the owner of Susal's Twilight Tavern, the Master of the Twilight! She is very likely to be the helper of the royal family..."

Facing Ingrid's strong rival, she still wants to escape, let alone face the second legend.

Mirabeta's heart was filled with anger and helplessness.

The wich who followed her was always holding a [dimensional anchor] spell, waiting for her to move dimensionally. Otherwise, Mirabeta would have directly used the teleportation spell to escape to the ends of the earth. Why should she spread the dragon wings like this? Let Susar and his group of fools watch the joke.

"Don't move!" Mirabeta stared at Yalusier, who was pinched by her waist. The woman felt hope and was trying to struggle to escape, making her tireless.

Mirabeta had a tendency to transform into a semi-dragon. Her fair palm climbed up a layer of dragon scales, and her nails became narrow and sharp. With a little force, Yalusier let out a painful groan. Her clothes on her waist were easily torn apart by the dragon's claws, and blood suddenly emerged.

“…Yalusaer?”

The blood clan master obviously knew the Regent Princess and stood in front of Mirabeta the next moment.

"Roar--" Mirabeta had a ferocious face, "Get out!"

She opened her mouth and the bunched flamed dragon breath suddenly slashed through the night sky. However, the blood clan master had expected Mirabeta's attack and chuckled and turned into a surging red mist. The dragon breath passed through the mist, and the void became twisted under the scorching heat.

"Now it's time for you to get out of here."

A light voice suddenly sounded behind Mirabeta. The Red Dragon Warlock's pupils tightened. While sensing the fatal danger, he triggered the Nine-ring spell that pressed the bottom box without hesitation - [Time Stop]!

The speed of the Red Dragon Warlock is so fast that it almost consumes no time.

Therefore, in the eyes of the Red Dragon Warlock, the world stopped, and a faint red mist stagnated behind her, and she fled out in a daze, and a furious voice came from afar:

"Damn it! Demon Duncan cleavage technique!"

"Master Twilight, you are obviously a bloodborne, why should you help Cormier!"

"Sambiya can give you a higher status and glory... as long as you promise to help us!"

The blood mist condensed into a graceful female body. The blood-colored robe covered the body in a blink of an eye. The Dusk Master licked his index finger, red lips, tongue and bright red nails, full of charming beauty.

"Why?" The Lord of Twilight shook his head, "Before you launch a coup, you should also carefully investigate why the Twilight Tavern can survive in Susal."

"To be honest, I am very grateful to the old man Vangeda Hester. He took me in, otherwise I would have been captured by the terrible Yasha mother and imprisoned for unknown years." The Dusk Lord sighed, "It's a pity that the old man retired. Before leaving, he specifically told me to help Cormier and take care of Cormier's royal family. After all, Karadnae is just a preliminary legend. Susar has been quiet for so many years, and I can finally come out to play."

The Twilight Lord did not chase Mirabeta, because after just talking like this, the Red Dragon Warlock had already run hundreds of meters away. The Nine Rings [Time Stop] gave Mirabeta nearly 10 seconds of escape time.

"The dragon disappeared!"

On the ground, a group of civilians hiding in the temple for shelter were shocked to find that the sky had lost its red flames. In the night, the Twilight Maharaja and Ingrid were not shining all over, so these civilians naturally could not see them.

At this moment, I don’t know how many priests in the temple breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the legendary war did not break out!

Otherwise, Susal, a sea-side trading city, would most likely turn into scorched earth ruins overnight.

In the hall of the new parliamentary hall of the royal capital, the nobles who quarreled from morning to night, stood or sat, some nobles with poor psychological quality even lay limply on the chair, muttering constantly, their faces full of collapse.

Bang!

The new Speaker Caster Jinyu slammed the door and left. This scene immediately triggered the domino effect. The nobles woke up like a dream and fled from the parliament hall in a hurry.

Mirabeta, the Count of the Red Dragon of Sanby, left. What's the point of staying in the hall? The Arab army is eyeing outside the city and may attack the city at any time. At this time, the nobles involved in the coup had only one thought in their minds:

Run, run quickly!

Susar's port was not blocked, and these nobles were all planning how to use the shortest time to evacuate the things in the mansion's treasure house to private ships and escape from Cormier from the ocean.

Take away enough wealth, go to Sambiya, or other countries that worship money, and live a good life. Many nobles have already thought of a way out when they decide to participate in the coup.

"A bunch of waste."

On the street opposite the city hall, Seluer Heiji, the supreme commander of Santir Fort, retracted his sight.
Chapter completed!