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Insidolon seemed to be stuck in the shell, and it seemed to be pinched around his neck, looking at him with his big mouth. The young dark jazz’s eyes were deep, and for the first time, there was a glimmer of guilt.

Brando does not care about him. In his thoughts, the scattered pearls are connected in series by an invisible line to form a complete fact.

He had never had such a keenness earlier, but since that dream, everything seems to have changed.

A thousand years ago, at the end of the War of the Holy Saints, Dragon of Darkness sealed the core area of ​​Vaunde, and on the edge of World, the war never stopped. Miirna sent most strong legion (*) to World’s borders, but the weakest belly area faced the uprisings of the mortal. In this way, Time has been a thousand years.

The final legacy left by the Truth Council also passed away.

In the ignorance of the mortal, the Earth Legion, which lost its empire, finally failed. The power of the Dragon of Twilight has long since awakened, and Romaine is just the last countdown to its arrival in this world.

“Undeads first saw Crystalline, what year?”

“…70 Seven years ago, Roble’s Undead Thane arrived in an ancient battlefield as he headed south, where they retrieved Mercury Staff…”

“…not long after, it was a star crash. The star crash was only visible in the southern part of Madara and Nine Phoenixes. Not long after, there was a crack in the border of Black Forest, and the strangers from that time Started to invade our World.”

“Even if you have Mercury Staff, can’t you resist them?”

“Too much… Few people know that Madara has lost the southern half of the country.”

“So you have to move west, north, invade Aouine and Saers, and even the entire civilization of World?” Brando asked, his voice was a bit serious: “The same people of Marsha, why don’t you warn us?”

“Because you are human, we are undead,” Insidolon replied: “And we are not just to escape.”

“Because Aouine?”

Insidolon looked at him fixedly, and the second time he got stuck.

For a long while, he slowly started talking: “This time you changed me to make me tererifying, Lord Thane…”

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Brando expressionless, he understands that he is not sensitive enough to make the other party feel awkward, but simply because of the asymmetry of information. Because of this, he became more cautious to avoid revealing too much information inadvertently. After all, in this World, except for the one-eyed dragon, no one knows better than him.

For the other party’s sigh, he indifferent expression, only asked: “Targus is there”

At this time, Feng Huo was pressing the small hand on the window and saw that a team of guards had crossed the square and surrounded the hotel. Seeing the archers who opened the bow, she frowned and raised her hand to lay down the blinds, and the light in the room darkened.

In some dimly lit houses, the expression of Insidolon became dignified, and the light passed through the louver’s grid on his pale face, and the tiny glowing particles floated up and down in the air.

The atmosphere inside the house was a bit dull for a moment.

“The opportunity has been given to you, whether to cherish all of you, Sir Insidolon.” Brando looked at him and quietly added.

“I thought Lord Thane should be a smart person,” Insidolon said with a smile. “I thought I could seize this opportunity.”

“You mean I asked a stupid question.”

The Madara’s genius general shrugged.

Brando turned a deaf ear, looking at the direction of the room leading to the corridor. “I will go to Fengyuu with Feng Huo and Mr. Liu. Then take a boat to Naber or Sudden Bay.”

Insidolon shook a little and his brows slammed deep.

“What are you doing?” He flashed a near-impossible possibility in his heart. But because it is too unreasonable. It is difficult for him to make a judgment.

“I want to go to Madara, but I don’t have a suitable guide, which makes my decision undecided.” A series of heavy footsteps soon sounded in the aisle, but Brando took his eyes back from there. “Maybe I think.” Returning to Aouine with the caravan of Nine Phoenixes is a better option.”

This is the head of the Insidolon raises head. Looking at him with a complicated and tangled look, that expression is full of strange and incredible looks.

Although the latter is trying to hide one’s own mood, compared with decades later, the city of this genius general is obviously not deep enough.

At least Brando still read what he wanted from the flashes of flashes.

He licked his mouth. The heart is sighed in relief, at least so far, with the advantage of information and strength, he can still maintain control of the situation.

“You want to see you”