The night is gloomy.

A spring rain that just fell filled the air with a wet atmosphere, but it also brought the coldness of early spring.

The guards standing guard in front of the Isaac Kingdom Palace all shrank, hoping that the dark night and the cold would pass earlier.

A gust of wind blew by, and they felt even colder, but they did not find out in time that several swift shadows were blowing with the wind.

A trace of coldness passed through my neck, and the guards fell silently on this cold and cold night forever.

All ten dragon scale guards at the school level changed into black night clothes and masked with black masks. They dragged the guard's body into the door and locked the door from inside.

From then on, the Dragon Scale Guards fought one by one in a group, one by one.

Even when the king was not around, dozens of people lived in the palace, including officials, guards, coachmen, gardeners, maids, etc. As the killings in each room were killed, a faint smell of blood began to spread in the palace.

Occasionally, someone found the intruder, but when faced with these fighting school-level killers, they had only time to let out a scream and died under the knife.

The great Alman magician stood in the air in the air, seeing the killing in the courtyard clearly.

This is what this world is like, and there are no unjustly dead under power.

Gradually, Arman felt a little weird. The killing went so smoothly. All the people killed were low-level warriors and civilians, but they did not encounter any slight strong resistance.

The killing lasted for about twenty minutes, and five groups of Dragon Scale Guards broke into every room in the palace except the garden, but did not find the shadow of His Eleventh Prince.

Ten people met in the main hall and took action again after a brief discussion. Two groups of Dragon Scale Guards rushed to the back garden, and the other three groups re-cluttered the previous room. This time, they were more careful, and the kitchen and toilet did not miss any corner.

A quarter of an hour later, ten people met again, but they still found nothing.

The leading eighth-level dragon scale guard looked up at the Arman magician in the air.

Arman naturally guessed what happened and fell from the air into the yard.

"The target is not in the palace, please decide for the next move."

Alman also had doubts in his heart, "His Eleventh Highness has left the palace?"

The leading Dragon Scale Guard replied softly: "After the target entered the palace, we were always staring at the front and back doors. Logically speaking, the target should still be in the palace. There are only two possible situations. One is that the target used some method to escape our surveillance personnel and left secretly, and the other is that there are secret rooms or tunnels in the palace that we did not find."

"Search it again, and if it still can't be found, withdraw it immediately." Arman immediately made a decision.

The ten dragon scale guards dispersed again, leaving only Arman alone standing in the courtyard and thinking deeply.

No one noticed that the smell of blood in the uterus was even heavier. The blood of the person who was killed before was still flowing and gathering in several places. A faint black mist had begun to gradually spread in the darkness.

When Alman felt a little cold, he suddenly noticed that the surroundings were completely in darkness.

"Not good!" Arman realized that he might have been ambushed and immediately rose into the air.

As soon as Arman's body moved up, a thick lightning fell from the sky and blasted towards his head.

Arman pointed his staff upwards, and a thin column of fire shot out, colliding with the electric light and annihilated together. Because of the electric light, Arman also fell to the ground again.

At the same time, eight magic lights suddenly lit up in the entire palace, and the lights gathered together to form a magic light cover covering the entire palace.

Alman flew up in the air again, and the light flashed on the magic cover, and he forced Alman to stop him.

At this time, the entire palace was completely covered by black fog. Alman's palm was sweating slightly, and he was ambushed by the design. How did the action leak?

The word "silence" unconsciously emerged in my mind again. Could it be that the emperor and empress really want to silence her not His Eleventh Highness, but herself?

Although Alman was anxious, his staff was waving rapidly, and a complex magic circle was being built. With a light shout, five huge fire dragons rushed out from the ground and roared at the magic light cover above his head.

Each of these five fire dragons is larger than Qiong's fire dragon, and the flames are even hotter. This is the level ten magic "Five Dragons Burning the Sky" far beyond the Fire Dragon Technique.

In the underground secret room of the palace, Arthur, Joon and others were shocked by seeing Arman's every move through the magic mirror. It was a twelve-level royal magician, and it was such a powerful magic.

Five fire dragons hit the magic light shield, and the burst of flames burned most of the black fog in the sky. When the flames dissipated, the magic light shield was still covering the top of the head.

Fan Luo said proudly next to him: "This protective magic array was built together when the palace was built. Although it is not as good as the 'Guardian of the God of Light' in Alantis City, in order to ensure the safety of His Majesty the King, the protection strength is enough to withstand a bombardment of forbidden spell-level magic. Did you see the magic array next to you? It is a space magic array that can conduct short-range magic teleportation in an emergency."

"It is because of this reason that you chose to lead Arman to the Kingdom Palace, right?"

"Whether it is the protective magic circle or the secret room we are hiding now, it was designed according to the sudden attack of His Majesty the King, so only here can we trap Alman for a short time."

"Since that's the case, there is no need for you to let the guards outside die for no reason." Arthur said lightly with a thorn in his words.

"No, they died very valuable. Our goal is not only to trap Alman here, but to tell him that secret. Next, Master Qiluo should take action."

Since entering the secret room, Qiluo has begun to build a strange magic array on the ground. Blood from somewhere is constantly flowing into the magic array along several paths.

Chiro had begun to whisper, "O King of Darkness, sacrifice these humble souls with blood as a contract, and let your dark servants come to this sinful world!"

While the spell was chanting, Qiluo stabbed a blood-red short knife into the center of the magic circle, and a blood-red light lit up.

Above the ground, a gate of summoning from hell was opened.

This similar scene happened more than ten days ago, but at that time, only the blood and soul of a third-level dark magician were sacrificed.
Chapter completed!