Journey of the Legendary Wizard

The wind was clear.

The purple waves in the sky slowly dissipated, but countless winds and clouds were still stirring constantly, filling the surroundings.

Maureen stood in mid-air, the black and golden robes on his body were constantly fluttering, like a huge flag and sails.

Turning around, Mo Lin saw the sluggish people below. They seemed to be sluggish, and then showed a fanatical look.

"Holy Lord!"

"Master Holy Master!"

At this moment, no matter it was the noble knights, as well as the Dragon Prison Warlocks and the Gendao knights, they all shouted like crazy, shouting the name of Morin.

The shouts were so loud that at this moment, Mo Lin seemed to be the only one.

Maureen stood quietly in the air, and was not confused by the scene in front of him. He thought of what happened when he killed Haslan and the others just now.

"Asmenley and Akde were almost killed by me." Maureen narrowed his eyes slightly.

He disguised as Asmenlai and went to the royal city. It was a complete accident. Who could have imagined that such a series of things would happen after that. The royal family was destroyed. His love, and also vaguely glimpsed a corner of the ancient times.

"I used the seal of the world to reinforce the seal, and I had drained the world's original force that had been stored for a long time in the will of the purgatory world, so the entire purgatory world will continue to weaken until a long time later, the purgatory races will be able to Return from the seal."

"Thinking that the Asmenlai people have broken the seal like this, although their strength is limited, but they still return, it will not happen again."

Maureen stared at the direction of Asmenlai King City and said, "The royal family of the Purgatory World..."

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Maureen shot and killed Haslan and the others. This was too big. Even if they were far apart, the only remaining Asmenlai felt a great sadness at the moment when Haslan and the others died. My heart surged up.

They walked out of the room and gathered in the square, looking at the direction of the Holy City of Humanity from a distance, with a blank expression on their faces.

Some doubts.

Somewhat puzzled.

I don't know where the sadness in my heart comes from, but my heart suddenly hurts.

They are the old, weak, sick and disabled in Asmen Lai, and they were placed in a remote but safe place by Haslain. They usually have nothing to do and did not participate in any troubles, so they escaped.

"His Royal Highness Bernice." The tall knight in rhythmic armor strode to Bernice's carriage. He knelt on the ground with a sad face on his face.

"The worst thing happened. The elders had an accident and could never come back. So, according to their final arrangement, you can come with me."

This Asmenlai's voice was trembling. He was the guarding force arranged here, and he was the only remaining strongest in Asmenlai.

Haslan told him something before he left, so he now, this Asmenlai, naturally knows what happened.

Maureen rebelled, the Great Elder and the others were dead, and now, the entire hope of Asmenlai rests on Bernice.

No matter what, Bernice is always a pureblood in Asmenley.

"Jaynes..." Bernice's eyes showed a timid look, he shook his head, it seemed a little difficult to make a decision.

"Your Highness Bernice, have you forgotten your father!"

Jaynes suddenly roared.

"Alright then, I... let's go." Bernice's body shook suddenly, and then nodded hastily.

Jaynes breathed a sigh of relief, and they saluted Bernice,

And then let a few Asmenlai be responsible for protecting Bernice's safety, and hurriedly left with people.

He is going to tell all the Asmenlais to let the Asmenles migrate to the place of origin of the Asmenles, which is the only place they can go now, and the only hope they have left.

"Phew~~" Bernice looked at the vague figure of Jaynes in the distance, listened to his struggling roar, shook his head, and withdrew into the carriage.

He is a pureblood, and now it has been reduced to such a point, which is really shameful.

Just after returning to the carriage, Bernice's eyes couldn't help being attracted by the soft figure.

"Clea." Bernice exclaimed and ran over quickly, "How are you, my sweetheart, my darling."

"Sister...Sister...I'm sorry...I'm sorry."

Claire's whole body was curled up on the soft slump, her face was pale, and a look of panic flashed on her face from time to time, which made people feel pain in their hearts.

Bernice let out a heavy sigh, with a frowning look on his face.

I don't know what happened to Claire. Some time ago, she suddenly fell ill. She woke up from time to time, looking drowsy, and she was still saying some strange things. looks like.

In order to heal Claire, Bernice used a lot of methods, and invited a lot of Asmenlai, who were proficient in treatment, to come over, but unfortunately, no matter what method, it didn't have any effect on Claire.

"Hey, Claire, it's really hard for me to live without you."

Bernice sighed and began to miss it.

Speaking of which, the reason why he made Claire his fiancee is because Claire can bring him extreme physical happiness, and now Claire is like this, which makes Bernice suffocated.

Bernice sighed and set his eyes on Claire.

His eyes began to light up gradually.

Although Claire was drowsy and looked confused, she was curled up at this time, and her body naturally formed a seductive arc. Just a backside made people restless and daydream.

"Although you are sick now, Claire, you still make me happy." Bernice murmured with a look of infatuation in his eyes.

Saying that, Bernice wanted to lean down and reach out to touch Claire's body.

But when Bernice's hand just stretched out, a shadow-like figure suddenly appeared in front, blocking Bernice's body.

The figure didn't say anything, but the momentum on his body kept surging. At the same time, his palm blurred, and he grabbed a cross sword like a shadow in his hand.

"Oren!"

The look on Bernice's face immediately sank.

"Clea...Clea, I protect you...I protect you..." Oren didn't move, but a strange and intermittent voice came from his body.

"Damn it!" Bernice yelled.

Normally, Oren and Claire were inseparable, which made Bernice feel a deep resentment in his heart. This time, Oren dared to stand up to stop him. Just thinking about it for a moment made Bernice feel angry.

"You want to stop me from dying, okay, let me go!"

Bernice roared and charged towards Oren.

Although his strength is not strong, the royal family is a royal family after all, and it is not comparable to ordinary creatures at all. It didn't take long before Oren fell to the ground with scars.

"Olen, no one can save you this time, just die for me!" Bernice's face turned hideous, his palm changed to Asmenley's claws, and with just one movement, it turned into countless whistling with wind noises. The afterimage of , grabbed heavily towards Oren.

Oren no longer had the slightest resistance. He was just gasping for breath on the ground. Bernice watched this scene and kept sneering. He seemed to see the next scene where his claws pierced through Oren's. The body completely beheaded Oren.

But the next moment, something went wrong.

A bright flower suddenly appeared in front of Oren.

That's poppy.

The poppy was red and beautiful, like a thorn rose stained with blood.

"Oren." Claire didn't know when she woke up. She floated and landed in front of Oren. At the same time, she reached out and stroked Oren's cheek.

She was calling Oren's name softly.

Bernice was completely stupid when he saw this scene.

"Clea, you..." He wanted to say something, but the next moment, countless bright red poppies bloomed and bloomed on his body.

Bernice's facial features were twisted, and a look of fear appeared on his face.

Poppies bloomed in the air, and Bernice disappeared completely.

Claire stretched out her hand, and a tiny poppy bloomed between her fingers. There was a drop of dark red blood in the stamen, like a pearl, like a glass.

"The bloodline of the purebloods in Asmenley..."

Claire exhaled softly, the poppy disappeared, and Claire turned her head and quietly looked at Oren who was in her arms.

Oren stared at Claire in a daze, his expression a little dazed, a little puzzled, a little confused, but what he couldn't hide was the deep love and ubiquitous concern of Claire he saw.

Endless tenderness seemed to overflow his eyes.

"Oren." Claire looked at Oren and smiled, but tears fell from her eyes.

"I've been through a lot, but I didn't expect you to be by my side, Oren."

Claire said softly, an ice-breaking smile slowly bloomed on her face.

It was as if the spring breeze was blowing over her face.

Her eyes changed and intertwined, as if the pain and joy of all living beings flashed through, and endless forms of all living beings appeared.

At this time, Claire remembered a lot of things.

"Sister, sister... Aresia, I think I have been knocked down by you, lost in the endless planes and worlds, and Aldene, sister, I'm sorry for you, if it wasn't for my help As for Alicia, you probably won't die."

Thinking of her own experience of being lost in the purgatory world, she stretched out her hand and slowly stroked her undulating body, and suddenly laughed madly.

She hugged the injured Oren, rested Oren's head on her thigh, lowered her eyelids, looked at Oren quietly, and said softly: "It's over, it's over, I'm awake, Oren, I It will make you recover, let's go, let's go to the beginning, that is the birthplace of the purgatory world, and the origin of the royal family."

"With Asmenley's blood, I can do many things."

"The most special purgatory world."

"Sister, are you hiding in the interlayer of time, or in the void gap filled with Chaos Star Realm, or... in the purgatory world."

Claire reached out her hand and gently stroked Oren's face.

The screams kept coming, and the blood-red poppies bloomed one after another on the Asmenlai outside. The sound soon subsided, and the Asmenlais were all dead.

Countless blood-colored poppies swirled, swayed, and bloomed in the air.

Then disappear.

Combined, they form a bright red road with countless poppies in full bloom.

The horse pulling the carriage neighed a long time, and it changed quickly. It exploded with a loud bang, and then the whole body of the horse began to burn with black flames.

A faint red light appeared on the surface of the carriage.

The horse kept running, dragging the carriage on the road with countless poppies in full bloom, running farther and farther, and finally disappeared into the sky in the distance.