Soul of Burning Steel

Just when the investigation team in the other world was in deep fear, a small banquet was being held in the corner of the city in the imperial capital.

Surrounded by three rocky mountains, the imperial capital is also known as the city of three mountains. The three mountains with countless spells are more reliable defenses than all the city walls. In addition, at the top of these three mountains , And each has a magic fortress armed to the teeth as the last line of defense. These fortresses are equipped with the Sunfire Demon Cannon that can bombard and kill the dragon with one blow. Its power can even completely evaporate the river and turn hills in one blow. Make flat ground.

To the east of the imperial capital city, the decorations are magnificent and splendid. Outside the house of the Earl of Morros decorated with crystals, there are five horse-drawn carriages of different appearances being led by the horseman to the courtyard stables, and the owner who sat on it has already entered In the mansion.

The decoration of the lobby is extremely luxurious. Although the scale of this private banquet is small, both the surrounding decoration and the dressing of the service staff are very formal. Not only that, there are many elegantly dressed and elegant attendants at the banquet. They are responsible for guiding those The real big people serve them, besides being responsible for the safety of big people, it can be regarded as another kind of personal guard.

"I heard that you are investigating the dragon slayer in the Northland recently."

In the corridor leading to the banquet hall, an old man in a Chinese costume with two huge emerald rings in his hands walked slowly, while faintly saying to a middle-aged man next to him: "Moros, I That’s right? You’ve been very enthusiastic about the news of the Earl of Han Tie recently."

"Yes, that's right."

My heart trembled, but his complexion remained unchanged. The owner of this place, the middle-aged nobleman named Moros, shrugged, pretending to say to the old man in front of him in a relaxed manner: "After all, he is so famous recently, anyone would want to learn more, I believe I must not be the only one investigating him, Marquis Steiner, don't tell me you haven't checked."

"Hahaha, such a well-known character, who can resist curiosity? And if that's the case, that's good."

The old man named Steiner chuckled and started walking again, and then he pointed out with some meaning: "But you may not know that this dragon slayer is very close to Nostradamus, and that The old man’s magic academy is in Moldavia, and the duke meant to take a wait-and-see attitude...Of course, it’s okay if you mean you want to do some business."

The old man chuckled, but his expression did not seem to smile at all: "After all, I also want to buy some white dragon materials. You know, the bones of real dragons are hard to get these days. I want to make an armor for my grandson. , Maybe I need your help to introduce it."

"...You overestimate me. I have nothing to do with the Radcliffe family. If you want to buy a keel, you can contact him yourself."

"Oh, is it so?"

The old man didn't seem to believe what Moros said, he said softly: "But Lord Duke doesn't think so...Moros, your recent actions are so obvious that it's hard for people to ignore it, you are sure there is nothing wrong with it. relationship?"

If I am not dead, I know that I will be pressed by the Duke. If I say it’s okay, can you still believe it? !

He cursed secretly in his heart, but Morros was not stupid. He knew that the imperial aristocratic faction headed by the two dukes was now suspicious of him, and the Count Steiner was taking advantage of this time Small private banquet, people who were sent to beat him.

After all, his reputation is not good. He is a well-known merchant nobleman in the empire. As long as he has business, he will do business. It does not matter whether the opponent is in his own camp or not, and some people even suspect that he and foreign forces, or even creatures of other races have Close contact, but no one has caught evidence for so many years, but anyway, in the eyes of everyone, including the forces on the same side, he really has nothing to do with good reputation.

But this time, everyone who doubted Moros had guessed wrong—he observed Joshua simply because of a guilty conscience.

After all, the two monster blood dragons who assassinated Joshua started from him.

Even if all the clues and information about himself were erased, and the dragon slayer in the north did not seem to be too suspicious, Moros still felt a little uneasy, which made him unable to help but keep searching. The information about Joshua seemed to be the only way to make him feel at ease, but it was misunderstood.

"Steiner, Lord Duke...what do you mean? The relationship between the two of us won't let you even hide this."

When I arrived at the door of the banquet hall, I could hear other nobles greet each other and greet each other. Earl Morros stopped, and he bent slightly, and said in a low voice to the old man in front of him: "No need to bend, I still You won’t be frightened by your plan."

Do these people really want to do something with that guy in the north, won't they be so idle? That is a golden high-level, the Lord Duke really does not think that he is the emperor's majesty?

"Where is there any plan, you are too worried, as for Joshua..."

When asked by his acquaintances in this way, Steiner also had to show some sincerity. His eyes were narrowed and he said faintly: "He is too much in the limelight, and as a former aristocratic faction, he is now falling so fast. The royal family—you have to pay a little price no matter what. Lord Duke once helped his father when he was in trouble. Although he may not know this, it is a betrayal anyway."

"We are just taking back what we once paid."

It was so righteous and awe-inspiring, but it turned out not to be that way. This group of old nobles was really too corrupt.

Moros shook his head slightly, his expression unchanged, but a trace of contempt flashed in his heart: Moreover, when it comes to revenge, you are still one step too late.

This great nobleman, who is known for his vast relationship, couldn't help but recall that not long ago, when he last contacted those huge monsters with long horns and wings, the other party hid under the calm appearance, like lava-like anger.

A dragon's nest, two powerful alien dragons, those flying monsters, will not willingly suffer such a big loss.

——Far South, an unnamed island, under the deep cave.

"Have you got his blood?"

"got it."

In the dark rock hall filled with chaos and darkness, the low voice is echoing incessantly.

The side of this hall is more than a hundred meters long and square, surrounded by all kinds of weird and twisted decorations and statues~www.novelmtl.com~The floor tiles are also carved with ugly reliefs and profanity runes, eight huge ones. Stone pillars support this hall, and on the vault there are lines that seem to be drawn by dried blood. They use the stone pillars as the base point to form a huge magic circle.

And at the core of this circle, that is, in the middle of the hall, there is an obsidian altar suspended in the air, and two huge figures are standing beside this altar, whispering and talking in a weird language.

"This is the armor he used in the army. It is soaked with the blood of him and those orcs. It took a lot of effort to get this armor."

Said with a strong voice.

"Will you get the target wrong."

A low voice said.

"Then we need these orcs to be alive. Although we hate that guy, we must admit his strength... well, let's start the ceremony."

"Ha, ha."

And the low voice laughed: "This is a curse that uses the power of the true god. In the mortal world, no one can resist it."

And the deep voice was full of disdain and anger: "Let those dragon slayers know that killing our kind is costing life and everything."

Accompanied by their words, a set of shattered armor covered with black blood scabs suddenly appeared in the center of the obsidian altar, and countless tentacles composed of dark mist stretched out from the altar, and then climbed on top of the armor. , With the trembling of the tentacles, black and red appeared in the altar, with veins like blood vessels, and the turbid red light flourished. The blood circle above the vault also followed the pulse of magic, breathing out chaotic breath like a living creature. .

And in the far north.

A tall warrior with black hair and naked eyes was walking towards the imperial capital with his own weapon.

(To be continued.)