Buzz

At this time, the teleportation curtain in the Morning Star Space suddenly flashed brightly.

"They arrived" Ofa and Wade both had their eyes lit up, while Beves, on the one hand, had a little more exploration and unyielding light on his face.

The soft light wrapped around several figures, and after the light dissipated, the figures of Raylin, Jeffrey and others were revealed.

"His Excellency Obafa, and His Excellency Beves have long been missing."

Leilin walked in front and greeted with a smile.

"His Royal Highness Leilin, have you broken through?" Aufa grabbed his hands with his hands, looking very excited.

"Yes, I have reached the level 6." Lei Lin smiled, and a substantial sun spirit emerged behind him, and the dazzling golden flame swept across, carrying terrifying energy fluctuations.

"It's indeed a power of Xiri level." Aufa's eyes lit up, and even tears were covered with tears: "The wish we organized for many years has finally come true. Your Majesty, you are the pride of our entire blood alliance."

Ofa saluted respectfully, with Wade behind him and Bivis, who seemed unwilling to do so.

"Your Majesty? Are you upgrading your title again?" Lei Lin raised his hand with some amusement and helped Aufa and others up.

In the Bloodline Warlock Alliance, it seems that it likes the title system very much, and is arranged in the order of the third-level warlock Marquis, fourth-level Morning Star Duke, fifth-level Huiyue King. Lei Lin is now promoted to the sixth-level warlock, and has become the warlock emperor, so he is called His Majesty

"What a funny call. Will there be two His Majesties in the Warlock Alliance when Beves is also promoted?"

Lei Lin remembered the subsequent scene with great amusement.

"One, five hundred and fifty-seven years, our bloodline warlock's throne finally appeared, but I didn't expect it would be His Majesty Leilin."

Wade also said, making Beves's eyes dim.

Now he is still a level five warlock. He has no resistance against Lei Lin, so he can only respectfully express his surrender.

No matter what kind of plan you have before, in the face of absolute strength, these are like spider webs. They will disappear after a little caress.

"But I can do it too, at most a hundred years, soon..."

At this time, Raylin's eyes also crossed Aufa and Wade and came to Beves.

"His Excellency Bees"

"In" Biweis tried to make his smile look natural, but he failed shamefully, and his distorted expression made everyone want to laugh when they saw it.

"The blood of the foggy giant on your body is only eighty-seven years away from the complete adulthood, and you will be able to work hard. Then you will have a 651 chance of getting promoted to Level 6."

Lei Lin said with a faint smile, his eyes as if he had seen through Bivis completely.

"How did he know?" Biweis looked up in shock. The wreckage of the fog giant obtained from Aufa was always regarded as his last hope and trump card. Unexpectedly, Raelin could see it at first sight.

"Is there such a huge gap between me and him?"

Seeing that the other party seemed to know his bloodline and the probability of promotion was more important than him, the blow to Biweis' confidence was simply devastating.

Until now, he felt that what he had done before was like a clown, which was ridiculous.

"Lord Leilin"

After greeting Leilin and others into the headquarters, Aofa and the others watched Leilin sit down, but stood there with a solemn expression.

"Well, I came to the Central Continent this time mainly to relocate the Orbitan Ring and deal with some chores, and wait until I can settle there directly."

The current world of surface wizards is already the same for Leilin. No matter how the element concentration is, it has no effect on his strength improvement.

"Is it for underground trade? Is it something that relocates? I have heard of this, but Your Majesty, please listen to me for bluntly speaking. Although we warlocks rely on blood power, the concentration of elements on the South Coast will still have a certain impact on us..."

Aufa and others were anxious.

Finally, I waited for a Level 6 Blood Throne to appear, and was thinking that I could breathe a good breath on the central continent. How could I let Lei Lin leave like this? Would they let Bevers wait for another hundred years?

Looking at their faces, Lei Lin knew what they were thinking, but he didn't reveal it.

"Don't worry. I know what you are worried about. I will solve this problem before I leave."

Lei Lin waved his hand indifferently. Although Aufa and the others were still a little dissatisfied and seemed to want to say something, they were all stopped by Jeffrey with the most serious look.

After Raylin left, Jeffrey was surrounded by Oba and others.

"What's going on? Why should we stop us?" Aufa asked very calmly. The long-term time of getting along made him clearly understand Jeffrey's behavior and knew that the other party must have his own considerations.

"The shock I brought to me before was too great. There was a delay in communications from far away from the mainland, so I can't tell you the latest situation..."

Jeffrey smiled bitterly on his face: "Lord Leilin, it is not an ordinary sixth-level throne. He is already an existence we must look up to..."

...

Then, a shocking news began to spread throughout the central continent.

The King of the Warlocks of the Bloodline Alliance, Lord Raylin Farrell, has crossed the threshold of Xiri and entered the realm of a Level 6 warlock.

The blood throne, exclusive to the warlock, rises slowly in the central continent, and the waves and undercurrents brought by this are unimaginable.

But then Morning Star Space confirmed the news and invited other forces to attend Lei Lin's ceremony.

Many large wizard forces, even the thrones, expressed that they would attend in person and witness for Leilin.

For a moment, the entire Phosphorus swamp once again became the focus of the central continent. Almost every wizard was talking about this matter unconsciously and what impact it would have on the central continent.

City of the sky, above the garden in the sky.

"What?" A parchment document in Wells' hand fell on the ground: "How is it possible? He has been promoted to level six and has become a throne like the sky? How long has it been?"

"The Lord of the Sky Throne has accepted the invitation from the other party and is sure to attend in person. It is very credible. This is a reality. You must learn to get used to it and accept it, my child."

The middle-aged wizard who looked a little similar to Wells said helplessly.

He naturally knew how much this would have hit Wells, who claimed to be a genius, and that his little achievement was nothing in front of Lehling.

That terrifying guy, the promotion speed is enough to make all the geniuses in the central continent collapse desperately.

"Living in the same era as him is your greatest misfortune and your greatest luck. I hope you can get out of the shadow of the other person."

The middle-aged man looked at Wells with unconcealed worries in his eyes.

"I'm going too, I want to see how far he's throwing me away." Wells gritted his teeth, his face full of stubborn expressions.

"Oh...you..." the middle-aged man sighed helplessly.

...

The ruins of Duze Royal City have been rebuilt. Under the leadership of the Throne of Fire, a large number of slave workers have made 200% efforts, which has caused the original ruins to be rebuilt in a very short time, and the sacred fire has also been rebuilt, representing the power and majesty of the Throne of Fire.

In the royal city, inside a large ball of flames, the red and golden flame heart was filled with a hot temperature, which even caused the surrounding buildings to melt.

This phenomenon lasted for nearly several hours, and then a slim figure emerged from the fire.

The other party was wearing a red cloak and a small flame crown above his head. It was Melinda who was the former and the current flame throne.

"After several years, it consumed a lot of precious materials and the energy of the Dream Elf Stone, and finally completed the repair of the soul by 80%..."

At this time, Melinda not only had her arms regenerated, but her breath was also fixed to level 6.

"Relin Farrell, you are really a guy who surprised me"

Melinda's face was very complicated. She was able to successfully take revenge last time, thanks to the other party's help, but it was the other party who took action at the most critical moment, causing her heavy losses. It was not until now that she made up for it.

"Have you been promoted to level 6? What a fun shackle of bloodline, and even the Mother of Ten Thousand Snakes can't stop you?"

As an old monster who knows many ancient secrets, Melinda naturally knows what it means to break the bloodline shackles. This is the ability to fight against the origin of the bloodline.

"It seems that this time I can't take revenge, but I also have to try to repair the relationship between the two sides."

Melinda licked her lips, bringing a smile of rich smile.

"That new little guy is also a good gift."

Along with Melinda's thoughts, a flame elf Muran appeared in front of her.

"Great Master, please give your instructions"

The elf half kneeled on the ground, looking humble and respectful.

"The newly caught witch, who seems to be named Tanasha, will continue to be lifted from the other party's captive state and change it to house arrest to treat the other party as our VIP reception."

"Your will be implemented." The elf shook his flame wings behind him and quickly disappeared at the door.

"Are you looking forward to the ceremony? I'm looking forward to it."

Melinda chuckled, and the flames in the entire hall suddenly became several times stronger, almost completely burning the sky.

For a moment, undercurrents were surging across the entire central continent, and a large number of existences turned their attention to the Phosphorus Firm swamp. To be continued
Chapter completed!