Chapter 775 Strange Invitation (Second Request for Recommendation Votes)
After the pitch darkness disappeared, the forest seemed to fall into extreme silence, and even the insects crawling under the rotten leaves did not make any noise.
"Lucian Evans......" A low voice that seemed to be a little gnashing of teeth came from the dark clouds and diffusing fog in mid-air, containing a thick irritation that could not be dissolved.
As a blood prince who has lived for an unknown number of thousands of years, the entire world, including gods, can rank in the top ten, but was actually deceived by a reptile design that had just been promoted to the sixth ring, and suffered the most asymmetrical defeat in strength.
Whenever he recalled this incident, Dracula felt a burning pain in his face, humiliated and angry in his heart, and wanted to find an opportunity to hunt down Lucian, but the other party lived in seclusion, concentrating on arcane research, and could not lock his whereabouts through the fate starry sky when he went out, and Dracula was always a blood prince who valued face very much, and he couldn't do anything that had been squatting near Alinge for a long time - even if he didn't want face, he might not be able to hide it from the great arcanist who guarded Alinge, so things dragged on again and again until today.
Of course, for the vampires with a long life, this is not a delay, especially for a legendary peak powerhouse like Prince Dracula, who can transform a prosperous city into a prosperous city in a dream, he may be an immortal species for hundreds of years in one sleep, and the time of about ten years is really short like dinner time, there is no delay, but who knows, in less than ten years, Lucian has grown from a six-ring mage to a legendary peak, standing on the same level as himself!
This is a miracle he has never encountered!
Considering that her "boss" was in a bad mood and unstable, just like every time she "woke up", Fitia shouted helplessly and said politely and politely: "Mr. Evans, Flamestone Valley is the headquarters of our Dark Council, and an important meeting is about to be held, so unless you are invited, outsiders will not be able to approach, do you want to be an enemy of the entire Dark Council?"
Hearing what she said was reasonable and well-founded, Lucian smiled and said, "I'm just here to visit Mr. Rhein, and I can wait for him nearby."
To be honest, even if someone invites him, Lucian is reluctant to enter the Valley of the Flamestone, which has a powerful maze lock and a legendary peak that is hostile to him, coupled with the fact that the immemorial dragon Denisus has no good impression of humans, rushing in is equivalent to entering the holy city of Lance and putting his life in the hands of others.
Suddenly, Du Bernard, who stood up again, said in a rough voice: "What if Mr. Evans has an invitation? We werewolves invited him to observe the meeting and witness the justice and fairness of the meeting."
Nasddell was shocked, how could His Excellency the Prince, who had been fighting Lucian Evans to the death before, suddenly invite this legendary magician of the Magic Council? Has the silver moon risen from the west?
For a while, he felt that his brain was like a ball of paste, he couldn't figure out his thoughts, and he had to sigh that although he was smart, compared with His Excellency the Prince's far-reaching wisdom, he was still like a clown, and he couldn't understand his inscrutable plan!
"Du Bernard, do you understand what you are doing? You ugly monster with wolf hair in your brain." Dracula, who was hiding in the darkness high in the sky, said arrogantly and sharply.
Normally, Prince Dracula is still a very well-mannered gentleman, but opposite him is an ugly and stinking werewolf, an insidious and cunning reptile who does not need politeness.
Du Bernard laughed: "This is the right of our werewolf clan, a right recognized by all council members......"
"I didn't say I wanted to observe the meeting." Lucian interrupted him in an unhurried tone.
Ka, Du Bernard's smile stiffened on his face, and he said in surprise and annoyance: "Then what are you doing here?"
What are you doing without observing the meeting and sabotaging the plot of Danissus and Dracula?
"I'm here to visit Mr. Rhine." Lucian was not familiar with the werewolf prince, but it was recorded in the council's materials that he was a legend with a simple and straight way of thinking, so he repeated it with great understanding.
"Then you didn't say it earlier!" Du Bernard's roar startled the strangely shaped birds in the forest, isn't this all an excuse? Excuse, don't you understand?
"I've already said it......" Lucian couldn't help but rub his forehead, what were you thinking just now?
Listening to the conversation between the two, Dracula fell silent in the sky, Nasdr felt more and more that his brain couldn't keep up with the rhythm, Fitia's cat-eyed turquoise eyes flashed for a moment, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly.
"Actually, Mr. Evans, you can observe this meeting." Fitia couldn't bear to let the conversation continue, and said softly, and at the same time, she waved to the white-clawed black cat that was moving in the direction of Dubernal, "Sko, come back."
"Fetia, what do you want to do?" Dracula said with a slight surprise.
Phetia completely ignored her "boss" and said to herself: "Since the content of the meeting was leaked in advance, at the strong request of most members, the meeting will be held outside the Flamestone Valley to prevent some careerists from strangling opponents with the help of the lock, so there will be no danger in listening."
"Fetia!" Dracula's voice already had a hint of annoyance.
The little black cat "Sko" raised its paws, ignoring the call of its "master" and moving towards Nasdel, which likes to play with the big dog the most!
"That's ......," Lucian pondered.
Fitia laughed and said, "Stannis will also come to listen."
"I'm also curious about what the outcome of this meeting will be." Hearing that the "King of Nightmares" would also come to participate, and was not in the Flamestone Valley, Lucian was naturally willing to go and listen, so he would know the direction of things as soon as possible, and maybe he could play a role.
Hearing that Lucian was willing to participate, Du Bernard laughed, sure enough, it was an excuse, I had already seen through you!
Nasdr admired him even more, thinking that His Excellency the Prince was really far-sighted.
The darkness in the sky was much lighter, and it seemed that Dracula had left, and Fitia signaled: "Mr. Evans, I'll take you outside the Flamestone Valley."
Speaking of this, she blinked her eyes and said with a shallow smile: "Discovering the sun is such an excellent thing."
Since she appeared, there has always been a faint melancholy and emotion hidden in her smile, and she seems to have mixed emotions about the whole world, but this time, her smile is pure and bright, like a snow kite blooming on the northern ice field.
Her attitude reminded Lucian of the information he had read, Phylia, isn't she the legendary magician "Snow Queen" of the Northern Shahran Empire? A legendary third-order powerhouse who disappeared during the Dawn War!
"Ice and Snow Queen?" Lucian asked this legendary title in confusion, how did she become a vampire?
Fitia smiled: "This is a long and boring story, in short, due to my own physical and soul problems, I can only rely on transforming into a vampire to extend my life, by the way, don't discuss too many arcane techniques with me, I'm afraid I'll blow my head."
"Am I notorious?" Lucian laughed at himself humorously, and walked into the forest with Phetia, thinking to himself that she was said to be knowledgeable about many ancient mysterious rituals.
At present, most of the legendary magicians have nothing to do with the ancient magic empire, and a small number of people such as Douglas and others were only at the level of high-level or archmages at the end of the ancient magic empire, far from being called the core of the Imperial Kingdom, so the only legendary magicians who really knew the various strange rituals in ancient times were a few from the Dark Mountains and Pope Viken, and the former at that time was far inferior to Fetia's.
——At the end of the ancient magic empire, there were only two legendary peaks among the three empires, and in addition to them, there were nearly twenty legendary third-order magicians represented by Phytia.
Seeing that the owner ignored him and left, the little black cat "Sko" quickly turned around and followed with a smoke.
Nasdel followed Dubernal and continued to walk in the forest, and after holding back for a long time, he finally couldn't help but speak: "Your Excellency, why did you invite Lucian Evans?"
"Because this is what Dracula opposes." Du Bernard replied, and then he felt that this did not reflect his wisdom, so he added, "Lucian Evans has been promoted to the peak of legends, and there are legendary magics with special effects and great power such as advanced time stop, eternal blazing, luxurious cracking, and forgiveness of the Ice and Snow Goddess.
"This meeting is in a complex format, just right for me to start a conspiracy, and Lucian Evans will definitely not be able to listen safely."
Nasdell was excited when he heard this, as expected of His Excellency the Prince, he had a way to deal with Lucian Evans so quickly!
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In the Flame Stone Valley, there were erupting volcanoes, and the air was filled with thick dust, like lead clouds, but it was not dark here, and the flames rolling and flowing everywhere reflected everything bright red.
Outside the valley, black chairs like thrones were placed in an open space, and in the center was a wide open space several tens of meters wide.
There were already strong men dressed or with special appearances sitting on the chairs, including a dark epic knight with six arms, an octopus-headed Olishim (the official scientific name determined by the Magic Empire, but commonly known as Mind Flayers because they are good at controlling minds), a legendary magician covered in black cloaks, a middle-aged man with a deadly silent expression, and a huge tawny eye, which extends around many tiny tentacles, and on top of the tentacles are small eyes of different colors.
Seeing Fitia bringing Lucian over, the six-armed knight among them suddenly blurted out: "Lucian Evans?"
There was a strong suspicion in his tone.
"Lucian Evans?" The other legendary powerhouses also recognized Lucian's identity, and the atmosphere suddenly froze.
Although they did not leave the Dark Mountains for a long time, it would be too insulting to say that they did not even know one of the most dangerous powerhouses in the entire world.
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