"So, what you mean is that Weiwen went to Frost Fortress alone?"

A cold sound rang out in the darkness.

With a little shock.

A little chill.

"I'm afraid this is the case, Lord Lei, judging from the magic fluctuations we have observed, Weiwen is already in the Frost Fortress at this moment."

Another voice answered her respectfully.

The person who is called Lord Lei buried his face in the darkness, his eyes flashing.

I can't see the expression on my face clearly.

"Frost Fortress?!" There was a slight fluctuation in the cold voice, "Frost Fortress has Thunder Knights... If Weiwen has not made up his mind to destroy everything, why bother...?"

The sound suddenly paused and closed.

Instead, it was a series of rapid breathing.

It seems that she has already thought of the key.

Lei's voice was smooth and deep, with some doubts.

A little uneasy.

And a little worried.

"So, she must have discovered something important that can make her so hurry and do whatever she wants..."

That thing must be related to the tree of life.

"I'm afraid that's the case." The other party answered her calmly and respectfully.

There was silence in the air.

In the endless darkness, only a faint sound of breathing remained.

The visitor stared at Lei calmly, waiting for her instructions.

The one who was called Lord Lei sighed heavily after being silent for a long time.

"Then there is only one possibility that Weiwen will be desperate and not even have time to come back to report his life."

"I'm afraid that's the case."

The other party's attitude was still respectful, but his tone also became a little worried.

"Wiwen has powerful power, but she has not been defeated." She paused and said, "You are not on the list of mages in various countries, and you have a better identity and will not cause danger.

Tiffany, I need you to go to Yitnell to protect Vivan.”

"I understand." Tiffany disappeared into the darkness after saying that.

And Lei's figure flashed and completely merged into the darkness.

Only a faint airflow was left.

Except for the hustle and bustle of the wind.

It seems that they have never appeared.

...

At this time, a ready-to-run battle was pushed into the critical point on the clearing ground of the Frost Fortress.

The smell of gunpowder filled the sky.

Everyone looked at Robin, and there was a moment of nervousness.

"Master Robin." Jiexi was restless and gently pulled the corner of his clothes with her hands, and a heartbeat came to her throat.

"Don't do stupid things..."

"Oh?" The blue light in Weiwen's hand dropped slightly, and a smile appeared on her face, looking at Robin with interest.

"It seems you've figured it out."

The tiny figure reflected in her azure blue pupils.

The eyes are blurred.

For some reason, this Selected Person coincides with many images in history.

Weiwen stubbed his mouth, smiled slightly with a hint of praise.

"I have to say that in this case, I must look up to you for the sake of others."

Her palms were gathered to her chest, and light flowed in her body.

The wind was howling and dark clouds were piled up.

"Tell me your name." Weiwen's voice was cold and without any emotion. "After you die, I will erect a monument for you in your heart."

What she was saying was as if Robin was already a dead person.

The soldiers of the Frost Fortress glared at each other.

Kay also nervously blocked Robin.

"No!" Robin cut off her words and shook his head firmly, "I haven't thought about giving you my life."

“…”

The other party's smile froze on his face, and a cold light shone in his eyes.

Everyone gasped.

Rosalind held the Thunder Hammer tightly, ready to go, and prepared for all preparations.

Jima and the king's guards all held their swords in their hands, preparing to fight to the death.

The dignity of the king's personal guard cannot be discarded here.

The Chosen cannot be hurt at all until they fall.

This tense atmosphere seemed to have made the air solidify.

The battle between the two sides seemed to be about to break out.

The sound of the wind.

Breathing sound.

The friction sound of armor.

There is also the dull sound of iron boots stepping on the soil.

It seemed as if all the sounds were amplified a lot.

The flames around them were burning.

The light of the eternal lamp reflects everyone's face pale.

The elf wolf lay on the ground and let out a low roar.

And Robin's blood also became restless.

"Yes, I haven't thought about giving you my life yet." He took a deep breath and squeezed out a smile.

The human figure in the air looked at him expressionlessly.

"It's like you don't have the power to take someone else's life," Robin said.

It was this second that everyone felt the powerful sense of oppression from the sky.

Sirius Weiwen didn't speak, and her eyes were cold.

The airflow in the sky also stopped for a moment.

It seemed as if time had stopped.

"Ahha." Weiwen sniffed out a breath, with a slight angriness. A blue light shot out in her eyes, and a stream of light floated all over her body.

It's like a blue ghost.

float.

still.

With a terrifying sense of oppression.

for a long time.

"Destruction means rebirth." She murmured, like a god, without any emotion, "I have no right to take away other people's lives. What I have is just the power to take away life."

Strength determines the life and death of others.

In the world where the strong prey on the weak, this is the only iron rule.

Weiwen's words seem to recognize what Robin said about power.

But she is also using her power to demonstrate her power.
To be continued...