Sing a song of the seven town alliance
Singing its flowing water, trees and hills
The sun rises from the Red Cliffs, and the fields are evergreen.
This place has a long joy and is brave enough to make your home.
Fame is spread all over the world, and there is no slave.
Sing a song of the seven town alliance
The evil enemy is at the city
The hooves of the good land are split even when thousands of hectares of good land are broken, and evil shadows come to the evil kingdom.
The evil enemy rider is the pillar, holding a sharp axe in his hand and swings like lightning.
He shouted that he would charge into the battlefield, and the evil enemy forces suddenly disappeared.
Sing a song of the seven town alliance
Sunset and night fall
Sleep with the sun shines until the rising sun rises.
If we bind our body, we will die in our lives.
However, he also sings on the territory until his death was over.
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She sang an ancient ballad to the child who was dreaming in her arms.
This precious little guy will one day become the heir to the floating city of Sultanza.
No, no, Sultanza no longer exists, and will never again.
Now there is only the Yinhun City, which is full of Yinhuns.
His father's scepter was broken, covered in blood, and lost in the long river of time.
The great prince of the Ghost City, Rivalan Tanshul, will no longer hold this lost scepter.
This baby who is immersed in his dreamland will never have the scepter that symbolizes the supreme authority of the floating city of Sultansa.
This made Revalan feel pain.
But he saw the baby lying in his mother's arms and laughed.
Her mother once again sang the song of the Naserel Empire, which was so ancient that it recalled the Dawn era when the Seven Town Alliance had just formed.
The baby stretched out his chubby little hand and placed it on his mother's shoulder, pinching it gently...
...The dry bones and sharp claws penetrated deeply...
"ah!!!"
The ghost prince screamed and jumped up suddenly.
He saw his pure black heart beating wildly in the chest cavity where only bones remain, forcing him to breathe in.
In an endless and extremely terrifying moment, he could feel the severe pain caused by the undead hand that grabbed his mother.
Then he blinked hard, allowing fear to return to the depths of memory.
The ghost prince touched his face with both hands, feeling tears in his hands, and he could only try to stop himself from trembling.
This is just a memory, not real, he told himself deceivingly.
But all this has happened.
The ghost prince sat on the bed, recalling what happened before sleeping. He and the priestess Eliriel and others jointly blocked the elect Xinbu, the magic goddess.
Who would have thought that the reinforcements of the Agolaron wizard queen arrived very timely. In this battle, he was seriously injured by the magic of the crazy witch Xinbu.
After he ran away from Selgonte in a panic, he found in despair that the city of Sacros fell to the ground, and the temple of Lost Lady's Shadow collapsed completely, and he fell into a coma.
As usual, whenever he is seriously injured and falls into a coma, nightmares will be plagued by him again.
"Is everything I have done right or wrong?" the ghost prince murmured to himself.
In Naseriel, the courage is commendable, and many major events have happened.
Iorem, known as the "father of Nausea", abandoned his floating city Sinlanar this year, and the Salon monster and Ferrin Demonicui also had its first encounter this year.
The Earth Prophet Ashindo, who had assisted the Empire in translating the Scroll, appeared on the Empire's territory for the last time. Even the floating city of Sacross rose to the sky this year.
But only he and Ms. Lost knew that in the year of commendable courage, there was a biggest secret hidden in Rivalan's heart.
This year, as a man without arcane talent, he was just a mortal, a part-time mercenary and adventurer warrior.
But Ms. Lost Shar finds him and tells him personally about the future fate of the empire and the only way to save the empire.
So, under the command of Miss Lost, he himself killed his mother, a priestess who abandoned the faith of Miss Lost.
In doing so, he fulfilled his own sharing of ‘his own secrets’ with Ms. Lost, because for the invokers among her clergy, this was the most important ritual to devote himself to Ms. Lost faith.
The reward he received was to use his divination ability to help his father successfully send Sultanza to the shadow plane and escape the disaster that destroyed the entire empire.
“Did I really do something wrong?”
The ghost prince came to his senses, got out of bed, took a luxurious robe, put on his boots, and went to the Shadow Hall to look for the Night Prophet.
The Prophet of the Night knew his nightmare and told him that no matter whenever he needed company or wanted to find someone to talk, he could come to it at any time.
As usual, the night prophet always seemed to be waiting for him.
It hovered in the air, and the body condensed by the shadows was wrapped in a purple halo, and it constantly emitted a faint and graceful rhythm, flashing a comforting light.
The ghost prince was grateful for this soothing, which always calmed his heart slowly, as sweet as a clear spring in the desert and comforted him.
The Night Prophet in the Temple of Shadows sometimes speaks words that make everyone around you hear, and sometimes they will directly talk to someone's heart and mind.
Now, it adopts the second approach.
"Dear, are you sad again... your dream has disturbed you again."
The ghost prince nodded, bowed slightly to Prophet Ye, and said in a little embarrassed manner, "I always thought they would always end."
"They will..." Prophet Ye confirmed to him in a gentle voice, "...as long as you prepare for their stop."
"You have said this before. But why do I know I'm not ready yet?" The ghost prince heard the impatience and anxiety in his voice.
"Before you have peace, there are things you have to do. Some things you have to understand, accept, and make them blend with you. The goddess needs your help. The healing that a person needs will always come in some way, but sometimes it is difficult to recognize. Sometimes, the best and most important gift will be wrapped in pain and blood." The Night Prophet comforted the ghost prince with a gentle voice.
"Sorry, this won't make me feel better." Rivalan shook his head slightly.
"When you realize that there is a gift hidden in everything that is happening to you, maybe your thoughts will be different," said Prophet Night.
The ghost prince closed his eyes, "Please forgive me, but it's hard for me to think so."
He once witnessed the destruction of his beloved kingdom, even he himself was corrupted and fell into evil, and his mother was killed by himself.
So many descendants of Naseriel who survived the shadow plane were transformed into ghosts by his own hands... His evil deeds, his fears, his regrets, his affection... He seemed to have lost everything.
"No, not everything. What we do will always benefit us. Every ghost person you transform, every person you guide to throw into the embrace of the goddess, has turned them into a better life... All of this, and the joy brought by these, have become part of you, just like your pain, both of which should be remembered by you. Children blessed by darkness and shadows, I want to say, believe that everything has its purpose. But you already know this. You have seen the fruits of your efforts. Don't ignore them, don't underestimate them. Taste them and reminisce them. Because they belong to you, just as they belong to many others."
The gloomy prince's tense chest sootheed a little, and calmly entered his heart.
He then realized that he had clenched his fists.
He opened his hands and saw tiny black moon-shaped purple spots - the marks of his nails thorning on the flesh.
He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
This time, he did not see his terrifying behavior, nor did his mother betrayed him in ancient songs - this scene always made him even more unbearable.
He only saw darkness, gentle and gentle darkness.
It makes strong light soothing and easier to bear.
It provides safe shelter for creatures in the wilderness and provides private space for those who want to temporarily create a two-person world.
Darkness is so soothing to the hearts, as sweet as a clear spring in the desert, which makes him feel soothed.
The ghost prince Ruivalan felt the warmth of the night prophet caressing him, like the touch of the feathers on him.
"Sleep, a child favored by darkness and shadows. Don't care about the fall of Sachros, don't care about the collapse of the Shadow Temple, don't care about your own failure. You just need to believe that when darkness defeats light, there will be no more war, no more horror, only peace and stability. The tranquility and nothingness at the beginning are the ultimate goal we pursue."
"Life and living things should not appear. If there is no life, there will be no conflict between light and darkness, war, disease, murder, death, magic and his gods, and will not be created in the aftermath of this godly war..."
"Thank you, I understand. I feel ashamed of my inner shaking. Thank you for your forgiveness to me." The ghost prince lowered his head in shame, and the original coldness and wisdom appeared in his confused light red eyes.
"I know what to do next, just as the goddess needs to let me do it." He solemnly assured the Night Prophet with his words that were more firm than ever before.
When the Ghost Prince was about to return to the room, he saw the "black veil" Eliriel walking towards him.
Revalan could feel that the lost lady's priestess's goal was to come to him.
He did not dare to neglect, so he immediately reached out to signal and came to the conference hall with her.
"This failure is even more unexpected than expected." The veiled priestess said in a seductive voice.
"It's true." The ghost prince was unmoved and just nodded slightly, but his heart was filled with mixed feelings.
Although the floating city of Sachros avoided the fate of crash, the Shadow Temple collapsed in this disaster, and a large number of clergy died.
This was an extremely heavy blow to him.
This not only made him lose his ability to attack Cormier, but it was difficult to even implement his plan against Tivanton.
In Ms. Lost, Tivanton, located at the Magic Net node, is the top priority and no mistakes are allowed.
"Misser's nuclear power is intact, so we must find a way to make Sachros rise to the sky," he told the priestess. "Only in this way can we have the power to deal with the mage towers of the Kingdom of Cormier."
Only the Mage Tower can deal with the Mage Tower.
Revalan is still very clear about this. Only by letting Saxroth rise to the sky can the Holy Spirit Tower in Floating City play a role and counter the towers in Mokou Town and Arabe City.
"It's too late." The priestess shook his head slightly and said:
"I have concentrated all the church forces in the Kingdom of Cormier, the valley and the Cormanso area in the city of Selgonte. Even so, it will take at least two months to rebuild the Shadow Magic Network system and bring Sacross back into the sky."
When Revalan heard this, he looked at the priestess vigilantly and frowned.
He frowned not because of the time when the floating city took off, but because of the priestess' previous sentence.
She actually adjusted all the power of the church to the city of Selgant without her permission, which made him smell a certain smell.
He would not naively think that the other party would come to help him kindly.
After all, as the most powerful priest of Miss Lost, the ancient night temple he served is also the oldest and most powerful temple in the material world of Miss Lost.
The appearance of the dancer before dawn, the appearance of the 'Black Veil' Eliriel, every word she said can completely serve as the meaning of Miss Lost.
Could it be that Ms. Lost has begun to feel dissatisfied with this failure? The ghost prince thought in a panic.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "Put it away from the trick you played in the Holy City. I can't be interested in you Holy Spirits." The priestess seemed to see through the Holy Spirit Prince's thoughts and said disdainfully: "It's not what you imagined. There are other reasons why I transferred all the power of the church to the Kingdom of Sambiya."
"What's the reason?" the ghost prince asked subconsciously.
"In recent times, Cormier's warrior and harpist alliance have been like a group of cats that smell fishy. They can always find the secret place of the church and then pull it out." The priestess sighed, "I did this out of helplessness."
The ghost prince showed a sudden look and nodded with deep emotion.
He still has a say in this matter.
As a lady who hides secrets, the church is set up in extremely secret places through the church.
The city of Tivanton in the Kingdom of Cormier is a living example.
The church located in Tivanton was so hidden that even he himself could not sense it through divine arts, and the clergy there lived a life of isolation, preparing for the moment of sacrifice.
But what is unbelievable is that the consul of Thavantun was actually noticed and pulled it out, so that the opportunity to sacrifice to this city has not been completed yet.
Thinking of this, he suddenly recalled an extremely coincidental thing.
Based on the information sent back by Tivanton's shadow spy, he learned that the reason why Tivanton's consul was able to detect the hidden place of the church was entirely because of the information provided by the lord of Mokou Town to their consuls.
The spy accidentally learned this news from the tiger consul.
The time when the Harpist Alliance pulled out the church stronghold, it coincided with Brian's trip to the Mist Valley to meet with the Harpist leader.
"Can you say..." The ghost prince was startled by his guess.
So he told the priestess Ellirel truthfully what he thought.
"I never believed in any so-called 'coincidence'." said the priestess:
"Just just the battle a few days ago, I have a new understanding of this young mage lord. If the rules of the magic net have not been changed now, I even think that this mage from the Kingdom of Halua really inherited the inheritance of the great arcane master of the Naserier Empire."
"I've seen a real great arcane." The ghost prince Rivalan said calmly, "In my opinion, Brian's spell casting rules... are even more terrifying than the great arcane in our empire. Once such a person grows up, it may become our biggest obstacle at the moment."
"He has grown up, and his growth can be regarded as a legendary story." The priestess said indifferently, "Forget it, let's not discuss him for now, we will have a chance to deal with him in the future."
"I'm here to tell you." She paused for a moment and continued: "I have found a way to sacrifice Tivanton quietly."
"What method?" The ghost prince looked at the mysterious face hidden in the veil of the priestess and asked curiously.
As the spokesperson for Ms. Lost in the material world, he does not doubt the authenticity of the other party's words.
"A dead creature..."
The priestess' long and slender fingers tapped the table and said slowly, "I believe that this restless person must be very interested in the 50,000 people of Tivanton."
The ghost prince's eyes gradually widened as the priestess' fingers outlined a skeleton scepter, and finally a look of shock appeared, and his voice trembled slightly:
"You have to think clearly that it is extremely dangerous to cooperate with Him. Even the caster who talks and laughs with the devils will not dare..."
"This is our only way at the moment, and it is also the fastest way to sacrifice Tivanton. As for how to do it, I have my own sense of responsibility and you don't need you to remind me." The priestess interrupted his words tyrannically and hummed with disdain.
The ghost prince no longer said anything. From the other party's mercenary Yugros Demon who could drive Jiaoyan Hell, it can be seen that Eliriel had definitely participated in many bloody battles in the abyss.
The most important thing is that in the battle a few days ago, her strength was able to suppress the crazy witch Xinbu throughout the whole process and eventually retreated safely.
This is a very scary woman.
Even because she is the spokesperson for Miss Lost, the two are unswerving and standing on the front line, Revalan always subconsciously wants to guard against her.
"Tivanton's problem has been solved," the priestess continued, "I need you to help me with something."
"Do you know about the 'God of Thieves Meske'." Before the ghost prince could speak, the priestess asked again.
"Of course I know." Revalan nodded slightly.
"Then I will speak frankly." said the priestess, "Misc was chased by the Chaos Demon Dog. In order to survive, He voluntarily gave up his priesthood of stealing and thieves. Only the body of the Shadow Priesthood was imprisoned by the goddess, and remade it into the Goddess Sword."
"The God-killing Sword contains two-thirds of the divine power, which has been absorbed by the seeds placed in the material world in advance by the goddess." She glanced at the ghost prince, paused for a moment, and said again:
"The remaining third of the divine power is preserved by the goddess in a vessel called the "Holy Grail of Darkness". Your mission is to retrieve the Holy Grail and use the strength of both of us to absorb the remaining divine power in the Holy Grail to carry out the next plan."
"Where is the Holy Grail hidden?" The ghost prince was not blinded by this gift, but asked calmly.
"Hide in a temple of the goddess." The priestess told him, "This temple is not in the world of Torrell, but in Brahstar, known as the 'pirate paradise'."
"Tell me the location of Brastar." The Prince of Ghost nodded thoughtfully. He needed a spacecraft to go to the desolate universe outside Torrell, and there was just one in Ghost City.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! The moon in Torrell's world is called: Sulun, the goddess of the moon, the mortal enemy of Lost Lady.
Accompanying the moon are hundreds of asteroids called "Tears of Sulun".
It is not as simple as imagined to find the location of Bra Star in hundreds of asteroids in the desolate universe, and then find the hidden temple of Lost.
Priestess Eliriel smiled and told the Ghost Prince in detail the location of Brastar.
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The upper floor of the Mage Tower, led by the female university, was brightly lit, and dozens of glowing pyroxenes shone the circular library on the top of the tower as if it were daylight. Staying in the Mage Tower, it was hard for people to imagine that they were actually under the ground.
If it were the Lord's Mansion above, it would be equivalent to a tower of heaven, and it was also the favorite place for Sister Huiyao Gelina to stay.
Because through the window, she could easily overlook the entire view of the tower, and look at the busy figure surrounding the mage tower like an ant, a feeling of controlling all living beings emerged in her heart.
This always made her involuntarily recall what she was like when she was a mortal.
Unfortunately, Terina's memories were few, and the clearest memory she had was on the Styx.
She remembered that she had been drifting in the turbid River Styx for a long time. The river water penetrated her soul, making her forget too much, leaving only a slight vague memory.
It is said that the memory before a person dies is the clearest.
Unfortunately, Terina only remembers a vague shadow now. As the new nun Huiyao, she would not care too much about her past. Now the succubus's natural desire to control makes her want to gain more power.
Pleasing her mother, Succubus Queen - Mekanshut, is her most important thing.
Because if she cannot prove her worth, she will become a toy for her mother.
The succubus queen has always been a man and a woman, and she has a nearly morbid pursuit of beautiful things.
Only by proving yourself can you gain power, status and freedom can your mother regard herself as the most beloved child among the 13 nuns of Huiyao.
Whenever he was free, Terina would take out a book from the bookshelf that recorded the history and secrets of the Forgotten Kingdom, and sit by the window and read it slowly. Of course, she would also put a glass of Zhuo Poisonous Blood Wine with a little blood added to her hand.
Since taming the female commander Mirabeta, Terina has relaxed.
She was not nervous about the task that was getting closer, but instead had more expectations.
Her life for more than two hundred years made her feel bored, and the invincible demon prince she told her that her mother seemed to be an opponent that was enough to make her feel excited.
But she still has several years to go before the chaos in the dark area, and she needs to set a new goal to pass the rest of her time.
There were very few people who could enter Terina's sight, and the young mage lord Brian, the Mokou Town, happened to be... the only mortal who could arouse her interest now.
He was not favored by anyone, but stood out in Mokou Town alone, fighting against the ghost empire in the desert with a dilapidated town, and winning many times, eventually becoming the Duke of the Protector of Cormier, a powerful kingdom, with his power second only to the Regent.
I have to say that this kind of person is really valuable, and it also makes her grit her teeth with hatred.
The battle a few days ago impressed her.
She never dreamed that since she appeared in the material plane, she had encountered so many battles and even fought with the voters of the Magic Goddess. She had never suffered any major losses, but was forced to show her true form in a very embarrassed manner by a mortal who emerged from somewhere.
The appearance of her original form, for her, the identity of Sister Huiyao was completely exposed, which means that she had fewer opportunities to go out for a tooth sacrifice every time.
humiliation!
The battle felt like a humiliation to her from beginning to end.
Because from beginning to end, she was like a dog, being chased by the madman in front of her and bombarded with magic.
Pooh!
wrong!
She was like being chased and bitten by a mad dog.
What she couldn't stand was that until the end of the battle, she didn't know who the opponent was in front of her!
This made her feel like she was going crazy too.
However, after learning more about the other party's information, she began to become more and more interesting to the young mage lord.
This man's style of conduct is very unique. His unscrupulous abolition, as well as his promotion of knowledge and land reform, have won the unanimous love of the leaders and the people.
He even changed the situation in the Kingdom of Cormier with his own strength.
It would be a pity for such a person to just stay in a small kingdom in the material world.
The bottomless abyss is his destination.
Therefore, she had to find a way to make Bryan under her mother's command, or to be a part of herself.
Sister Huiyao, Terina, couldn't help licking her lips, feeling that if she could recruit her, she would be much easier for her mother's next plan.
Just as Terina was thinking about how to deal with Brian, the door of the library was pushed open and the female commander Mitabella walked in.
"The meeting is over?" she asked.
My mother was very satisfied with the female commander and had made Mitabella one of the next candidates for Sister Huiyao.
This is precisely this reason. The Succubus Queen handed over the difficult task that all the sisters wanted to grab, to her.
"Yes." The female commander rubbed her neck and complained:
"You're fine. You sit here reading and drinking every day, and I have to accompany those old guys... No, it's a bunch of ghosts emitting black smoke. Do you know? Especially the dead pervert named Ramolak, who is only a black bone stance, and he's looking at me lust all day long. He really wants to squirt him to death with a mouthful of dragon breath."
"That's not nonsense, it's about the future of the Kingdom of Sambiya."
Terina shrugged and analyzed calmly: "Although we have reached a military alliance with the ghost, their enemy is the magic goddess Mistera. As the saying goes, justice may be late, but never absent. No matter what the final result is, we must leave ourselves a way out."
"Whatever." The female commander yawned and said indifferently:
"I heard that they wanted to transfer the Shadow Temple of the floating city of Sultanza to Sakros, whether it was the Shadow City or the people of the church, they would all be transferred here. Even the Shadow Prince came two. It seems that they are split from the Supreme King Terramante."
Sister Huiyao nodded thoughtfully.
"Okay, don't think too much." The female commander got up and walked to her, snatched the book and threw it on the table. "I made an appointment with Eliriel today, let the three of us have some exciting things together."
Terina nodded slightly. The battle a few days ago made her injuries recover now. She really needed to take some meat, punish herself a little, and relax.
So she followed the female commander out of the tower and came to the city of Selgonte.
"Hey, didn't you agree to relax and why did you bring me to this kind of... tavern?" When the two of you came to a tavern run by a tavern, Terina asked curiously:
"And there are so many men? If you want men, why don't you just find a few noble knights?"
"Huh...Terina, I think it's good to let them do whatever they want?"
The female chief commander slowly stood up and lifted away the hair that had fallen on her forehead.
"After all, aren't there too many men we take the initiative to seduce?"
indeed.
They will not get sick, will not get pregnant, and will be able to recover quickly even if they are injured. Mirabeta and Gelina are invincible when it comes to pushing men.
"Well... can you guarantee that Hei Sao really ordered them, just to take our turn? That's fine..."
The three people who were unwilling to be lonely wanted to play a different game this time.
"Hey, what about the black veil? Could it be that there are too many people who are scared?"
"She probably wants to make sure no one around is curious about this place. After all, if you see too many people, it will be inconvenient to deal with it afterwards..."
In a tavern in Selgonte, busy workers, from the bright morning to the night, left one after another, satisfied.
"Oh, that's it over?"
"Tsk, hurry up and deal with it, after all..." The female commander raised his back, and the ravaged pretty face seemed to have a shiny light.
“We still have some serious things to do.”
Later, in about seven or eight days, there were nearly a hundred unknown deaths in the city of Selgant.
Most of the deceased were young men. Their common characteristic was that they had visited a taurus tavern with little reputation and had drunk wine.
The owner of the tavern died shortly afterwards. He was crushed to death by a barrel that had no head when he was unloading the goods.
Chapter completed!