Valente Palace!

Since the establishment of Valent I, this majestic and solemn ancient building has been with the Stoke Kingdom for hundreds of years, and the long-standing traces of history can be seen everywhere inside the palace.

And in this elapsed time, no foreign enemy invaded the Valente Palace, and even failed to break through Limontellu, even during the magnificent Patriotic War.

However, everything will eventually be unexpected. Tonight, the palace sleeping in the darkness ushered in the first foreign invasion. Perhaps it could not be called an external enemy, but it might be an internal chaos of the Valante family.

"Who?"

The dense rainstorm poured down, greatly obstructing the sight. Riding on the dim magic lights on the palace walls, the palace guards who were standing at their post suddenly discovered the surging torrent of steel, and their silent aura was like a beast breaking free from the cage and choosing people to eat.

Chih!

The signal flare at the waist was not pulled off, a dark blue light reflected in the trembling eyes of the palace guards, and then spread out from the depths of their souls. In an instant, a lifelike ice and snow sculpture stood in place.

Without a slight pause, the torrent of deep purple steel continued to move forward, and the obstacles blocked along the way turned into ice and snow sculptures in front of the palace of Guy, endured the heavy rain.

If it were another place, this sudden raid would have achieved fruitful results.

Unfortunately, this is the Valente Palace, the center of rights of the Kingdom of Stock, and the residence of the Lord of a country.

On the way forward of the steel torrent, the defense system affiliated with the Valante Palace finally reacted.

The dazzling fireworks bloomed in the dark night, riding on the roar of lightning, silver-gray royal palace guards gathered together, and a series of mage professionals fell into positions one after another, forming a solid line of defense on the way foreign enemies invaded.

"Damn it, why didn't the Violet Guards, who were in charge of the city gate guarding, have no signal transmission?"

In the middle of the defense line, a tall man in gorgeous armor let the rain shower. He looked at the invader gradually approaching not far away, his face looked a little ugly, and a cold chill filled his eyes.

Hayden Craig Valente, Earl of the Kingdom, a sub-class disciple of the Valente family, and is now the commander of the Palace Guards.

He never expected anyone to break through the defense line of the Violet Guards, which was the most powerful ace legion in the Stoke Kingdom.

But the invader who was approaching in front of him cruelly told him that everything had become a fact and that it was time for him to devote his loyalty to the Kingdom of Stock.

Earl Hayden looked around at the royal guards gathered around him, took a deep breath, and a cruel look appeared on his face, raised his right hand high, and then waved it wildly.

"Stand, guard!"

"Sharp Blade, break the enemy!"

【War Spell: Petrified Skin】!

In the night rain curtain, whispers and whispers sounded, and the wise profession behind the array chanted spells silently. The mysterious waves pulled the elemental energy flowing in the air, and then a rich dark brown light suddenly burst out, covering the palace guards in a state of alert in front of them.

The silver-gray armor covered with a surging dark brown glow, like a deep surface of runes. Although it was just a thin layer, it was successively made them look like a layer of stubborn stones, as hard as a mountain.

[War Spell: Essence Gold Blade]!

More than that, the profession of the magic system had not stopped whispering, and a layer of golden light that seemed to be substantial appeared again. The sharp sword blade held by the royal guards was shining with golden energy that tore the air.

Rumble!

The deep purple steel torrent has already begun, tearing the drooping rain curtain, and transparent ripples have emerged in the void, like horses galloping, and the charge is unstoppable.

His Highness Guy looked at the solid defense line ahead, and a cold sneer filled the corner of his mouth. He noticed the familiar people in the formation and the dazzling war spells.

"Uncle Hayden, long time no see! But this time is no longer the sand table duel, but the real battle to determine life and death."

He remembered Earl Hayden, when he was a child, this military-standard uncle often went to his residence to conduct sand table duels and teach him some military knowledge.

Until the day when everything changed, he never saw Earl Hayden coming again. Later, he wanted to visit this uncle, but unfortunately he was ruthlessly rejected.

Stopped his steps, His Highness Guy stood there, the cross-shaped blue runes in his eyes flashed with strange light, and a pure and transparent blue staff appeared in his right hand, with a hint of coldness spreading all over his body.

The Duke of Dhakama behind him led the Violet Guards to continue moving forward, as if the diversion was split, flexibly bypassing the standing figure, and then merged into a purple steel torrent again.

The sharp blade is shining with cold light, and the transparent rain is everywhere!

The intention of killing tear apart the sky!

However, before the war began, the formation of the palace guards swayed slightly, and the purple armored figure trembled with its soul. They recognized the identity of the invader in front of them.

"How is it possible? How could it be the Violet Guards Legion!" Earl Hayden's eyes were ripped into a slight look, his face full of disbelief. This is the ace legion of the Stoke Kingdom. Why, why did it attack the Valent Palace?

"Wait, that's Dhaka..."

The surprise was not revealed, and the coldness of the soul soaked the body along the rain, and a trace of frost appeared on the eyebrows.

【Super-level spell: Ice Extreme Cold Realm】

The pure and transparent blue staff exudes endless chill at this moment, and wisps of blue light descend on the palace along the dripping rain, and then solidifies everything in the world like frost, forming an absolute extreme cold realm.

Chih!

His Highness Guy looked at the palace guards indifferently, and the cross-shaped blue runes rotating in his pupils burst out with dazzling light, as if they were blessing the extreme cold field, mixed with heavy rain, invading this area.

Crack! Crack!

The heavy rain poured down, and the frost formed pieces of cold ice solidified on the armor of the Kingdom Guards, hoping to completely freeze these soldiers into sculptures.

"Damn it, spell dispel, hurry up, spell dispel!"

Looking at the Violet Guards Legion that was so close, Earl Hayden shouted loudly, and then his life energy suddenly burst out, and the golden blood that soared into the sky torn apart the frost stained the armor.

The long sword spread out, and the substantial life energy was dependent on the sword blade. Earl Hayden wanted to use his own strength to stop the invasion first, and was also buying time for the war mages behind him.

Rumble!

The Duke of Dhakama exuded a wild aura wantonly, as if he was a giant trampling on the earth. Under his footsteps, rain burst out, and then the giant sword carrying the shoulders slashed vertically, mixed with a breath of destruction.

Sharp!

The sound of steel collision resounded, and with one blow, Earl Hayden retreated more quickly than when he came. His staggering steps slid out a clearly visible white mark on the hard floor, and blood spilled into the air.

When he looked back, what he saw was a land covered with frost, full of fresh ice sculptures.

"No!"
Chapter completed!