Extraordinary Noble Chapter 122

The evil god's gaze was cast into the whole world, and the war that controlled the world's survival took place in the capital of Van Gogh, and in the capital of the Kingdom of Texas.

Among them, Kent City is also an important part. Destroy the city of Kent, and the evil gods can occupy the entire Kent territory without any hesitation.

Kent City!

With the emergence of plague, blood moon, and magic tide, this city was in a panic like Will City. All the forces of the marquis began to shrink, and everything was mainly to defend the city.

However, the war between Van Gogh and Texas weakened the military strength of the two great powers. At that time, the knights under the Marquis of Kent who accompanied the emperor in the war suffered heavy casualties, and even several hereditary knights died in the battle. The Marquis of Kent was at his weakest now.

Perhaps the evil **** also took advantage of this opportunity to choose to invade the world.

The people in the city were panicked, which was only natural.

The sky was gray, as if it was enveloped by a real breath of death. The silk-like raindrops fell continuously, which was annoying.

The prosperous city of Kent in the past is now very desolate. There are hardly any pedestrians on the street, and even if they occasionally pass by, they are in a hurry.

A large number of city guards, knights and knights' squires, wearing their own armor and cheeks, turned into ruthless war machines. They launched regular patrols in the city, and the excellent Donggran warhorses that were galloping on the battlefield were galloping in the city.

A large number of magicians began to flee the city, and the rest were battle magicians who were loyal to the Marquis of Kent or attracted by the Marquis' rich bounty.

In the city, Magic Street.

The once prosperous Magic Street was also almost empty. All magic shops are also closed, including George's Magic Shop of course.

In an alley near Magic Street, in the lobby on the first floor of the unremarkable George's villa.

On the delicate coffee table, there are two cups of black tea that have been completely cooled, and one cup of black tea that has been drank. Old Ham, the pharmacist, was sitting on a sofa with a solemn expression on his face.

Standing in front of the open glass window, King George VIII looked up at the gray sky, his face as if the sky was covered with gray.

Another guest is the Knight Detective, John Green.

This handsome and charming gentleman sat on the red sofa with his legs crossed. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing two shallow dimples. He seemed to be in a good mood.

The teacup in front of him has bottomed out.

"Don't be like this. Although the situation is dangerous now, the Marquis is a Marquis after all, and he is a big man in the entire empire. With him sitting in Kent City, the evil gods can't help Kent City." John shrugged, and then greeted the atmosphere beside him. The maid, who didn't dare to take a breath, pointed to the teacup.

The maid was dumbfounded for a moment, and soon realized what was going on. She hurriedly bowed to John, took away the empty teacup, and quickly brewed a cup of tea and came back and put it down.

"If it were as easy as you said, the Marquis wouldn't have gone bald." King George VIII glanced back at his friend and said angrily.

Rumor has it that the Marquis of Kent has lost a lot of hair recently and has gradually become Mediterranean.

"Then what do you think? In this situation, it is difficult for us to escape. The first is where to escape, the imperial capital? The situation there may be more dangerous. Even if the situation in the imperial capital is good, what about the road? Whatever you want. A powerful heretic **** believer can kill us cleanly." John's tone was still very relaxed, and finally he said to King George 8: "George. Think about it, now what we should do is lie down and sleep. , if you are interested, you can also find a beautiful girl to accompany you."

King George 8 didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and shook his head. He looked at Hamm, who was also solemn, and asked, "Ham. What about the magician in the dark secret realm, any news?"

Old Ham shook his head and sighed: "Since the tide of magic power occurred, the magicians in the dark secret realm have lost the news." Speaking of this, Old Ham's face showed a little hesitation, and he said uncertainly: "Maybe They may have been attacked as well."

"How is that possible? That's a dark secret!!!" King George VIII opened his eyes wide, and he couldn't be more surprised.

The Dark Mystical Realm is an organization of secret mages closely related to the Kent Territory. Ninety-nine percent of the pharmaceutical materials and magic items in Kent City are provided by the Dark Mystical Realm.

In the decades of George VIII's life, from the time he was sensible, he was deeply in awe of the power of the dark secret realm. And such a secret realm mage organization will encounter an attack? And also lost contact with the outside world?

"There is nothing impossible in this world. The power of the evil gods is unimaginable. Think about it, even powerful empires have been attacked. Although those secret realm mages are powerful, a dark secret realm is no better than an empire. More powerful."

John shrugged, and then his eyes became a little far-reaching. He said in a voice like a legend: "As far as I know, the magicians of the secret realm only believe in knowledge, and they are the most determined atheists. There are even arrogant magic. Master, trying to slaughter the gods. Those powerful warlocks who don't know whether they are magicians or knights are even more brutal. Whether it is evil gods or good gods, they all have more or less for these mysterious magicians~www.mtlnovel.com~ hostility."

"The evil gods have invaded the whole world, so they will definitely be encircling and suppressing the secret realm magicians. Maybe not only the dark secret realm, but also the top secret realm wizard organizations such as the Castle of Winter and the Witch of the South have been attacked. "

This is terrifying.

Speaking of which, even the cheerful John couldn't help but shuddered, he quickly picked up the black tea and took a sip, warming up his body first.

"Why didn't you add sugar?" John took a sip before realizing that he didn't add sugar. He couldn't help but quickly took out two sugar cubes from the sugar bowl and put them in the teacup to suppress them.

"What will happen to this world?" King George 8 was completely stunned. He staggered to the window, looked up at the sky, and saw almost despair.

"I don't know. But the evil gods won't get it so easily. The strong ones won't sit still. But George, if you run away, I have a suggestion."

John got his wish and took a sip of the black tea with sugar, his face returned to a shallow smile, and he raised his head and said to King George VIII.

"What advice?" King George VIII froze in his heart and asked back.

"Under such turmoil, the more places like Imperial Capital and Kent City are, the easier it is to become the center of the storm, and the more dangerous it is. On the contrary, the farther away you are, the safer it is. Your Excellency Viscount Evernight of Will City, isn't it your collaborator? Why not? go to him."

John smiled. Helping Colin to investigate before made him feel good about Colin. And recently, the reputation of Viscount Evernight has begun to rise rapidly throughout the marquis.

In the days of peace and prosperity, Van Gogh respected the strong, and the strong could easily obtain titles. What's more, the troubled times...

And the Viscount of the Night was only thirteen years old.

Chapter end