Twenty minutes … I've been coming back too late recently …
The beautiful interaction between the ascended sisters began at this moment.
And in Li Ke's Runic Land, although no one told others what kind of battle this world was about to face, almost everyone with the ability noticed that something unusual was about to happen.
This was especially true for those who had an obsession with this world.
"Izurde …"
Sitting on an ice-cold stone bench, the king named Feyego held his two-handed sword and looked at the ground in front of him with a deep and affectionate voice. But there was no cold stone in his eyes. Instead, there were images of his lover, Izurde, in the past.
In these images, even though Izurde's face would always change and become different people, Feyego knew that he still loved his queen deeply. Even if he had to search the entire world, he would find traces of her again and let her become one with him again, so that he could become a complete living person again.
Yes, Feyego believed that he was an incomplete existence without Izurde. Without Izurde, he was also lost and withered, and the entire world had lost all meaning.
If this world didn't exist so that he and Isould could live happily together, if those people didn't exist so that his Isould could live a happy life, and if they didn't make her talk to him with all kinds of expressions so that he could exert pity on them, then no one in this world had any value in living.
Because in this world, only Izurde was the most important. She was both the treasure of the world and his most important soul.
Without her, the entire world would lose its color and meaning of existence.
No life in this world would dare to disturb him when he missed his Queen, because without Ysurd, he was the King of Ruin in this world, and would only bring ruin and destruction to this world. Anyone who dared to disturb him at this time would fall under his King's Power!
"Oh … My dear grandnephew, you're still missing your queen."
But today, an uninvited guest interrupted his reminiscence. It was one of the most important things in this world. He couldn't help but place his sword on his shoulder and get ready for battle.
After doing all this, he raised his head and looked at the sinner who dared to interrupt his thoughts.
"Hello, Granduncle. I'm surprised that you haven't been torn to shreds by those rioters. "
A scarlet figure appeared in front of him. This figure should have died more than a thousand years ago, but it appeared in front of him today.
This made him realize that his granduncle wasn't a simple person. He couldn't help but reveal a sarcastic smile. Then, he stood up from the stone steps and looked at his granduncle with even more vigilance.
"But I don't mind doing it. What do you think?"
But the person who appeared in front of him shook his head, indicating that he had no intention of being enemies with Feyego, which disappointed the King of Ruin.
"Ah, actually, someone has already done it. But I know a little bit of special magic, so I was lucky enough to survive. "
Vladimir looked at his grandnephew from who knew how many years ago and couldn't help but curl his lips. The other party was quite rude to him back then. He didn't even reply to the letters he sent him. To be honest, when he saw this thing, his blood pressure rose. After all, his nephew back then was a very wise and powerful person. He was someone who could be considered a rival by him and Lefran.
But what happened in the end?
He had given birth to such a son, a spoiled and paranoid person. To be honest, this really made Vladimir angry. After all, anyone would be angry if someone suddenly flipped the chessboard when you were at the most exciting part of a game of chess.
"Is that so?"
Then why didn't you use it on Isurd! Let her die! Let her leave me!
But for Feyego, this was the only thought in his mind. Without hesitation, he brandished the greatsword in his hand and slashed at Vladimir. And as he swung the sword, countless black mist also surged toward Vladimir. The countless wraiths and ghosts in the black mist also pounced on Vladimir, making him understand that being slashed by the sword was definitely not as simple as leaving a wound on his body.
This kid's strength is pretty good, but it's a pity that there's something wrong with his brain.
Vladimir let out a sigh, but he had to transform into a bloody shadow and leave the place in order to dodge this guy's attack. The boundless black mist sank into the ground as the sword landed, and a crack appeared on the ground where Feyego slashed, revealing obvious patterns corroded by the black mist.
"Don't be so irritable, my dear grandnephew. My magic is a talent. Even if I want to use it on your beautiful queen, I can't do anything about it."
Vladimir's voice sounded behind him. He turned his head and saw that his granduncle was leaning against his seat and looking at him helplessly. He was holding a bottle of wine and two wine glasses in his hand.
It was actually easy to guess what this grandnephew of his was thinking. As long as he guessed that he was a spoiled child, he would be able to guess it. But even so, this was too …
Vladimir sighed. As the king of a country, he actually had the temper of a child. Moreover, he was such an unreasonable child. To be honest, he really didn't recognize such a plaything as a king, and he used to be his king. It was really hard for him to accept working with such a plaything. After all, teammates were such a thing …
If it was a plaything like Feyego, he might as well not have any teammates and work alone. At the very least, he wouldn't be stabbed in the back all of a sudden, or have a few more enemies appear with a blank face, and suddenly realize that he had done a lot of big things that he didn't know about.
And his words would also make this naughty child furious. But as long as he praised his queen, who was pretty good and sensible, this guy would listen to him.
Seriously, what the hell is this?
This guy's Oedipus complex is really hopeless.
After cursing inwardly, Vladimir poured a scarlet liquid that was definitely not wine into the cup while speaking to Feyego again.
"And I'm also very sad when I think of Izurde, because in the past thousand years, I have never seen another woman who is half as beautiful as her. No matter how much the queen is praised, she is really not worth mentioning in front of her. I have to say that it is the fault of this world that she had such an encounter. It is this world that is jealous of you. "
Then why isn't it Izurde who has such a talent!
Such a wild roar appeared in his heart, but he did not slash this time. Because Vladimir's words hit the bottom of his heart. Izurde was such a beautiful, kind, and noble woman. In this world, only he was worthy of her. So he put down the sword in his hand, because a person who could say such words was qualified to live in this world.
Of course, if he was unwilling to help him find Izurde, then he would have to die.
After taking the wine glass full of scarlet liquid from Vladimir, Feyego raised his eyes to look at his granduncle and asked a question.
"So, what kind of life essence is this?"
He asked because his granduncle's drink had always been extraordinary. Although this thing looked like blood and was also called life essence by his granduncle, it was actually a concentrated product of human emotions. He would search for people with unforgettable memories and memories, then use his magic to collect these memories and refine them into such a liquid, allowing people to taste this wonderful liquid while also experiencing those sincere feelings.
Vladimir smiled and poured a glass of wine for himself.
"Farewell."
Feyego fell silent. Furthermore, his words would also infuriate this naughty child. However, as long as he praised his queen for being decent and understanding, he would be able to make this fellow listen to him.
Really, what the hell is this?
This guy's Oedipus complex is really hopeless.
After cursing inwardly, Vladimir poured a scarlet liquid that was definitely not wine into the cup while speaking to Feyego again.
"And, when I think of Izurde, I also feel very sad because in these thousand years, I have never seen another woman who is half as beautiful as her. No matter how praised the queen is, she is really not worth mentioning in front of her. I have to say that it is the fault of this world that she had such an encounter. It is this world that is jealous of you. "
Then why isn't it Izurde who has such a talent!
This kind of crazy roar appeared in his heart, but he did not slash this time. Because Vladimir's words hit the bottom of his heart. Izurde was such a beautiful, kind, and noble woman. In this world, only he was worthy of her. So he put down the sword in his hand because a person who could say such words was qualified to live in this world.
Of course, if he was unwilling to help him find Izurde, then he would have to die.
After taking the wine glass full of scarlet liquid from Vladimir, Feyego raised his eyes to look at his granduncle and asked a question.
"So, what kind of life essence is this?"
He asked because his granduncle's drink had always been extraordinary. Although this thing looked like blood and was also called life essence by his granduncle, in fact, this thing was a concentrated product of human emotions. He would search for those who had unforgettable memories and memories, then use his magic to collect these memories and refine them into such a liquid, allowing people to experience the sincere feelings while tasting this wonderful liquid.
Vladimir smiled and poured a glass of wine for himself.
"Farewell."
Feyego fell silent. Furthermore, his words would infuriate this mischievous child. However, as long as he praised his queen for being decent and understanding, he would be able to make this fellow listen to him.
Really, what the hell is this?
This guy's Oedipus complex is really hopeless.
After cursing inwardly, Vladimir poured a scarlet liquid that was definitely not wine into the cup while speaking to Feyego again.
"Moreover, when I think of Izurde, I also feel very sad because in these thousand years, I have never seen another woman who is half as beautiful as her. No matter how praised the queen is, she is really not worth mentioning in front of her. I have to say that it is the fault of this world that she had such an encounter. It is this world that is jealous of you. "
Then why isn't it Izurde who has such a talent!
This kind of crazy roar appeared in his heart, but he did not slash this time. Because Vladimir's words hit the bottom of his heart. Izurde was such a beautiful, kind, and noble woman. In this world, only he was worthy of her. So he put down the sword in his hand because a person who could say such words was qualified to live in this world.
Of course, if he was unwilling to help him find Izurde, then he would have to die.
After taking the wine glass full of scarlet liquid from Vladimir, Feyego raised his eyes to look at his granduncle and asked a question.
"So, what kind of life essence is this?"
He asked because his granduncle's drink had always been extraordinary. Although this thing looked like blood and was also called life essence by his granduncle, in fact, this thing was a condensation of human emotions. He would search for those who had unforgettable memories and memories, then use his magic to collect these memories and refine them into such a liquid, allowing people to experience the sincere feelings while tasting this wonderful liquid.
Vladimir smiled and poured a glass of wine for himself.
"Farewell."
Feyego was silent. Furthermore, his words would also infuriate this naughty child. However, as long as he praised his queen for being decent and understanding, he would be able to make this fellow listen to him.
Really, what the hell is this?
This guy's Oedipus complex is really hopeless.
After cursing inwardly, Vladimir poured a scarlet liquid that was definitely not wine into the cup while speaking to Feyego again.
"Moreover, when I think of Izurde, I also feel very sad because in these thousand years, I have never seen another woman who is half as beautiful as her. No matter how praised the queen is, she is really not worth mentioning in front of her. I have to say that it is the fault of this world that she had such an encounter. It is this world that is jealous of you. "
Then why isn't it Izurde who has such a talent!
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