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Not unexpectedly, the leader of the Sasaarland, the Red Knitting King of Wizard, Helyanov, had already left Lataki with his omniscient eye.

Brando already knew this. He first scanned the entire Lataki when he opened the tiamatLaws network for the first time. However, he did not find the trace of Helyanov.

Ironically, every Sasaarland person has no knowledge of it, and Storm Queen Oratus doesn’t even understand that he is already abandon.

But only those who are so desperate can put everything down and collude with Dragon of Twilight.

Brando squats aimlessly in the palace.

But one person stopped his way, it was a tall-sized wizard – the average Buga person rarely had this person such a burly, dark skin, white short hair, bare skin covered with black secrets Pattern.

Although his eyes are also the silver of the Buga people, unlike the general people, this person’s eyes are not as good as the sea, only a piece of silver like the ocean.

Brando knows that this person in front of him is the innocent king of the Buga people.

King of Wizard, Solomon.

“Mr. Brando.” Although all the rumors about the King of Wizard portrayed his supreme majesty, Solomon’s own voice was unexpectedly gentle, and it was a close encounter.

Brando raises head, frowned.

“Please don’t misunderstand,” Solomon said. “I didn’t come for the previous thing.”

Brando nodded, at least the King of Wizard did not disappoint him.

“…that is existence?” Solomon asked.

“It’s not a complete body, but at least it’s a form of presence.”

“So you have already seen Ultimate Throne, right?”

Brando shook his head and knew that Auduqi Scholar’s descendant knew more or less secrets and replied: “I only saw the phantom of Ultimate Throne in the stagnation world, but it is not there.”

“But you already know.”

After a few moments of silence, Brando silently nodded: “Ultimate Throne is the ultimate authority for tiamatLaws.”

“Yes, authority, power,” the King of Wizard said earnestly: “So why has Marsha’s people been confused for a long time, why the truth Council and World Circle will produce that many splits.”

“You mean that the division of the Sasaarland people is predictable?” Brando asked.

“But that doesn’t mean I agree with them,” Solomon replied.

Brando lowered his eyes silently.

The mortal draws strength from the network called tiamat. What they think of Magic is that the elements and truths are derived from this, and behind all the illusions of the surface, it is actually nothing more than a competition for authority.

Are mortals really strong?

Even though they also produced Sage.

For thousands of years, the power of tiamat itself has not grown, and the permissions it can allocate are limited.

But what if you reach the top?

Firstmen created this network called tiamat, but even its creators did not change one’s own fate.

“In fact, Buga people have understood this for a long time,” Solomon continued. “But tiamatafter all is our last cuddling. If we lose even this, we will have no chance to come again.”

“After and again,” Brando replied softly: “When is the end?”

“Maybe this time,” Solomon turned and looked out of the palace. In the distance, Nine Phoenixes and the Buga people were in one place: “Dragon of Twilight has come to our World, even at its own expense. At the cost of being in danger, it is to seize the supreme authority of tiamat –“

In the latter case, the King of Wizard did not say too well, but the meaning is already very clear.

If it succeeds, we will have no future.

“So we have to be desperate,” he looked back towards Brando, and the white-white scorpion was indifferent: “You are the one chosen by Marsha, Mr. Brando, can you answer me a question?”

“Is there a chance?”

After listening to this question, Brando walked silently, and his front was outside the palace gate.

The sun shines over the unclear border of light and dark, Brando raises head, watching the blue sky of Lataki. Is there still a chance? There was something in the hope of waiting for him to decide, like a responsibility in the dark, and he vaguely understood what Marsha looked at when he looked at himself.

But he is still nodded.

“still have a chance.”

Then went out.

Solomon silently looked at the back of this youngster.

Perhaps an era is over.

When will the new era be opened?

……

“teacher.”

Feng Huo stood quietly under the steps, not like most little girls of this age, because she was happy to be happy – but still can see that her heart is full of joy at the moment, that kind of joy seems to be from that pair Glowing in the talking eyes.

However, because of the constant restraint, Feng Huo only squinted quietly.

For this excellent student, Brando raised a warmth in his heart and smiled slightly.

“The teacher’s Swordsmanship is as enviable as ever,” Feng Huo said sincerely.

“You are not bad, cultivation is very fast.” Brando stopped and said to her.

“Compared with the teacher, it is still too much.”

Brando laughed: “Reassured, one day will exceed me.”

“really?”

Brando is seriously nodded, he is definitely not an exaggeration.