area51novel Chapter 119
Chapter 119
At midnight on October 21, the royal capital of Brinia, one of the secret exits of the Exchange Street.
The teleportation array runes flickered dimly, jumping out from behind the wall where a pale cyan light appeared, and the mysterious woman wearing the mask of a freedom fighter and pulling a thick sheet looked left and right to make sure that no one had noticed her, and then she crept away on tiptoe like a little mouse.
"Your Highness, you are still as uneasy as usual. A
heavy sigh rang out from the left front of the mysterious woman, and she was so frightened that she straightened up.
"What, it's Betsy!" The
owner of the voice stepped out of the shadows, and through the light moonlight, the mysterious woman couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
If it's her, it's negotiable, there's nothing to worry about.
The princess's exclusive head maid, Betsy Voruzer, is a young girl with pale red pupils, a youthful and beautiful appearance, and a serious and meticulous style, and is one of the few people that Ling Fenghua can hold absolute trust.
Facing Ling Fenghua's unreflective demeanor, the maid Chang Beixi couldn't help but sigh again, and the wrinkles on her forehead were prominent, which showed that what she had done in order to clean up the aftermath of the chaos caused by the lord she served could be described as heartbreaking.
"If you run out without saying hello like this, it will undoubtedly worry a lot of people," she frowned, "
and the captain of the guard is going mad to find you, and he will be punished, but not through his own fault.
"There's no way, because there's no time to delay, and I can't reveal my whereabouts, and I can't afford to do anything else."
"What the hell are you going to do, can you tell me?"
Hearing this, Ling Fenghua's eyes suddenly froze, she took off her mask and shook off the black sheet wrapped around her body.
It wasn't that Beixi's words became serious, but Ling Fenghua had always been tolerant of his side.
She just sensed something, and once she did, she couldn't ignore it.
"No, you get out of here. "
You have to go back with me. "
Hurry up! it's an order!"
Bessey crossed in front of her, "what the hell is going on?" she knew very well that her lord had never spoken in a tone of voice, that she had never heard such a terrible pitch as now.
"Sorry, it's too late.
As if saying such a sentence to herself, Besse, who was completely confused about the situation, immediately asked rhetorically.
"What's too late?"
Ling Fenghua was silent for a while, took a deep breath, and felt carefully for a while, and finally showed a relieved smile and said,
"It's going to die." The
head maid still couldn't understand, she just nodded vigorously, and although there was fear on her face, it was more anger and determination.
The fog rises for no reason.
It was a fog that cut off magic and cut off vision, and it was full of darkness, haze, killing, madness, death... All kinds of negative emotions are born like hidden moss after the rain.
Even Besse, who was indifferent to everything other than serving Her Royal Highness the Princess's daily life, knew that this fog was anything but unusual.
And Ling Fenghua can directly determine the owner of the fog.
"Is that you? Since you chose to do it here, it's useless to seal the Demon Array.
"Demon Sealing Array! Yes! and Demon Sealing Array!" Like
a drowning man grasping at the last straw, Bexi lifted her sleeves and decisively activated the emergency rune that was resident on her forearm, and a burst of dazzling fire swayed in the cold mist, looking so fragile and insignificant, it only existed for a few seconds before it was completely extinguished.
But there was no response, no trace in the stagnant and dull air.
But that's impossible, the Demon Sealing Array still exists in a good way, if it received the destruction itself, it should have received the message a long time ago, and the only answer is...
"It's blocked, is it the effect of the Demon Ring... However, the countermeasures have already been laid out, and I will have the commissioners of the Mage Council go and 'fix' it tomorrow morning.
Ling Fenghua muttered to herself, as if she didn't expect anyone to answer, however, a voice came from the mist to answer her.
"It's just because we're better arranged. "
From the gloomy and cold fog appeared a huge figure, it was a small giant more than three meters tall, holding a giant sword with a wide door, the iron rings on the heavy armor of his body clanged with his steps, and there were three eyes on his face as gray as a rock!
Behind him was a man with pale skin, silver-gray curly hair, and an elegant manner, with a bright red robe fluttering behind him, and his long sharp claws raised forward, as if he were issuing a silent invitation.
"The 'Lost King' who coexists with the deep mist, the 'Bad News of the Furious War', the second demon general Vogt Smailo, and the nameless vampire Grand Duke... Two kings, you really look up to me as a weak woman!"
"Weak woman, Your Highness, you are too modest," the elegant man opened his mouth and smiled, revealing his terrifying blood-red fangs, "Also, you can call me Strad here." The Demon General of the Five, Count Stradd. After saying that
, the flesh and blood that made up his body squirmed and reorganized, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a little old man with gray hair and a kind expression.
Seeing the familiar face, Ling Fenghua's face sank.
"I see, Strad Fulin, could the venerable noble family betray humanity? No, there's no point in pursuing this now.
In that case, there is no need to ask questions about how the two of you infiltrated, how they hid when they entered, how they located my whereabouts, and so on.
With the power of the Fulin family, it is not unusual to do anything. No matter how strong the wall is, it can't resist internal erosion.
The wickedness of human nature is like the decay wrapped in sediment, which has been exposed by the erosion of time. Resist the nature of death, and desire to continue that insignificant lifespan, even if it falls into a demon.
Death is a word, and heroes for thousands of years cannot face this difficulty, so what Mr. Fulin did is understandable. The
vampire Grand Duke clapped his hands happily as he spoke, "Since the concept is similar, is Your Highness ready to surrender without a fight?"
"I'm sorry," Ling Fenghua smiled bitterly, "Although there is a suspicion of boasting, my little life is still quite important to the direction of the world's destiny, and no matter how I say it, I won't be killed."
Bexi, who was dizzy under the pressure of the demon generals, protected her behind her, and she pulled out the golden sword from her waist!
"Is this a move? a pointless struggle!" the vampire smiled playfully, "The injuries left by His Majesty the Demon King in the July Battle have recovered a few percent
now?" Stirred up by the cold mist, the black demonic flame wrapped around her right shoulder was wanton, Ling Fenghua gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and pretended to be relaxed,
"Who knows?"
The forefoot luck, the golden sword blade full of spirit danced an infinite phantom, a simple and unpretentious step forward, like a brilliant meteor that pierced the air!