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Chapter 122 The guy named [Holy]

Golden brilliance permeated this thick and solemn palace. Modrian looked at the surrounding buildings. There were not many decorative colors, pure black tones, and rough style, which was indeed in line with the eyes of the ice and snow dwarfs.

Then he looked at the corpses in the dense hall. I thought that the cold breath of the deceased should have come from this. This was at least good news for him. At least he didn't have to worry too much about the existence of the so-called undead.

Waving his hand, the Shadow Flowers continued to explore, and Modrian and Poppy followed closely and stepped into the path to the left of the palace.

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"This sound... is someone coming!"

Philanbalas retracted his gaze toward the Iron Throne and looked at the palace path on the other side. His face under the blue armor was a little surprised. He did not expect to encounter other teams in this ice fortress.

"How is that possible!" Kitidal, who was beside him, said in surprise, and then he realized that he had lost his composure and returned to his hypocritical smile, but a slight turbulence appeared in his heart.

A very unexpected gain, in addition to the surviving ice and snow dwarves, there are still people who know the existence of the Lakstack Fortress. It seems that the information obtained by the torture guys from the torture institute is not accurate. (The Torture Institute is affiliated with the Military Information Office of the Ailan Faluo Empire.)

"Sorry, I'm losing my composure under the crown of Philan", Kitty said with a slight bow, then turned to look at where Philan's eyes pointed, where there was a slight sound of footsteps.

"Warning!" A cold voice echoed, Feilan's brows frowned slightly, and her brown eyes locked the entrance.

After receiving the order, the heavy armored knight belonging to the Ice and Snow Temple held his shield and stepped forward. The ice-blue light flowed on the surface of the heavy armor, and the cold breath slowly covered the hall.

As the chief officer of the MIIT, Kitty waved his hand decisively. The elite military elites who were proficient in assassination dispersed, and handfuls of small blue crossbows appeared in their hands. They were blue demon crossbows carefully created by goblin craftsmen, with amazing lethality.

In the dark palace path, Modrian and the others were slowly moving forward, and the golden light shone on the darkness, and you could vaguely see the illusory light at the end of the road.

As the journey ended, Modrian found a blue team watching them from a distance as soon as he left the road. The cold breath made him unable to help but think of the aura of the dead he had experienced before.

Just feeling the surging life energy, his face suddenly became solemn. The knights wearing blue heavy armor were all extraordinary knights, especially the tall heavy armored knight in the center of the formation, which made him feel a sense of fatal danger.

In addition to these, there are also guys scattered with blue crossbows, and they are not simple characters. At least those crossbows are flashing with a faint magical glow.

After meeting, the two teams looked at each other, and their hearts were incapable of getting what they thoughts. And taking this opportunity, Modrian quietly observed the surrounding environment.

Compared with the majestic palace hall outside, it seems a little more ordinary. The gray-black inner hall is dilapidated, with residual traces of battle everywhere, and even.........

Modrian looked up at the sky and could vaguely see the shadows, and the roof of the inner hall was completely pierced through the battle hundreds of years ago.

He had only seen such high-intensity battle traces in the undead god of war, and in the Battle of Aronthur Hills, Sain showed his most powerful war weapon in the Noxus Empire.

As his eyes continued to look forward, Modrian saw a steel throne standing on a three-meter-high stone platform at the end of the inner hall.

The hammer-shaped building behind the throne collapsed, and scattered gray-black stones were piled on one side, with a little dust staining the back of the throne.

The most attractive thing is the dwarf sitting on the Iron Throne, with his head hanging down, and the blood-red magic array engraved on the three-meter-high gray-white stone platform.

The broken armor covers the dwarf's strong body, the fine texture engraved on the armor is complicated and mysterious, and there is also a silver crown on the head, emitting a faint silver-gray glow. Surprisingly, the equipment is so gorgeous, but the hands are empty.

Modrian's eyes moved down and placed on the stone platform covered with blood-red patterns. It seemed that something was sealing, but he could not perceive it, but he could vaguely feel the inexplicable restlessness and panic that came from it.

Some familiar feeling, the whispers of evil and chaotic whispers that had been experienced in the Renver Mountains, seemed to be heard in my ears.

Very similar!

"It's really a strong negative energy!" At some point, Jie had put down his hands placed on his chest, and his deep eyes locked in the blood-red magic array.

The power of shadow itself is a negative energy, which helps the kalpa to distinguish the energy properties that are found in the seal.

"If you guess well, it should be the place where the Abyss Passage is sealed, full of temptation and tyranny, and a hint of belonging to... that dwarf!"

After listening to Jie's analysis, Modrian's expression became more and more serious on his fair face, and he spoke: "This is the place guided by Master Noel, and he will never be wrong. It's just..."

He refocused the blue team not far away, the standard armor he had never seen before, the unfamiliar aura, and how did the other party enter the Laxtack Fortress?

The situation became more and more nervous when both sides were confused and vigilant, and almost reached a situation that was about to break out. (If you encounter it in an empty fortress, anyone would be hostile to the team that appeared inexplicably.)

However, at this moment, a tiny sound of armor colliding sounded, and the source was the Iron Throne.

The urgent situation suddenly dissipated, and both sides focused on the Iron Throne at the same time.

As the indigenous people of the Kaladimos continent and as humans, they are naturally hostile to the abyss, not to mention the inexplicable and strange existence.

The blood-red magic array covered with gray-white stone platforms began to tremble slightly, and the dwarf sitting on the throne was awakening.

"Human nobles? The Templars of the Temple? I smelled the flesh and blood of blood!" A strange voice filled with temptation sounded in the inner hall.

Modrian's expression changed immediately. He felt a sense of deception from the soul suddenly appear, making him inexplicably want to get close to the Iron Throne.

boom!

Poppy swung Oren's hammer and smashed the black ground. The loud sound dispelled the temptation and debauchery. The golden light of [First Style] surged, sweeping out a faint black energy hidden deep in the air, and also awakened Modrian and the Shadowflowers.

On the other side, a dark blue light bloomed like frost in the inner hall. Ice ridges slowly appeared in the corners of the damaged building, and the air began to be filled with white cold.

"Huh!? The power of ice and snow!"

"And one dwarf? Dwarf?"

"But don't care about these things. Anyway, they will become my blood food after breaking the seal and replenish the energy consumed." The strange tempting voice sounded again, but this time another low voice of the virtual flesh accompanied me.

"Leave...here...the passage of the abyss...the seal...is going to be broken!"

The dwarf sitting quietly on the Iron Throne slowly raised his head, and his bearded face was a little scary, half normal, and half covered with blood-red lines.

It is exactly the same as the blood-red magic array where Wang sat down on the off-white stone platform!

Modrian's eyes were tightly locked on the dwarf above the throne, because that face was very similar to one of the messages that Master Noel had sent to him before he dissipated.

The guy named [Saint]!
Chapter completed!
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