"Come out! The guy hiding behind the chair hiding his head and tail!"

Priino slowly raised his hand and stared at the back of the chair sitting on Viscount Morrown's headless corpse.

"How did you find me?"

Behind the chair, a man wrapped in a black cloak appeared quietly, his voice depressed and gloomy. Judging from the other party's burly and tall figure, he undoubtedly showed his male identity. He was holding a sword in his hand, and blood that had not yet dried up was dripping from the sword. The most eye-catching thing was that he was holding a hideous head in his other hand!

"Do you think I'm an idiot?"

Prino held his raised hand and squeezed it hard, and a powerful compressive force burst out on the chair in the distance in an instant. In just a moment, the exquisite and luxurious seat and Viscount Morrown's headless body exploded instantly. As for the mysterious man behind the seat, he disappeared!

"Explosion barrier? Tsk tsk! Poor Viscount Morrown, I didn't expect to die after death and end up dead without a complete body."

A voice full of sarcasm came from the ceiling on the top floor. After a while, the mysterious man fell to the ground and sneered.

However, before Priino could retort, the mysterious man's next sentence shocked the other party on the spot!

"When did the people who subverted the Fangs secretly intervene in the battle for Sissinia?"

"Do you know my identity?" Priino looked at the other party in disbelief.

"There are many barrier masters in Sissinia, most of them belong to us. And there are only a handful of barrier masters with the strength of you. As far as my information is concerned, it seems that only the person in charge of the secret of subverting the Fangs in Sisinia is in charge of liaison affairs has such strength! Am I right? Sanolan secretly cut off the official!" said the mysterious man.

"Haha... Since you know my identity, you must have a good position in the public opinion of our ancestors!" Priino, or Sanolan, looked carefully at the mysterious man in front of him, as if he wanted to find some suspicious clues from the other party!

"In Xia Weirev, you should be familiar with this name!" The mysterious man told his own way.

"Welev..." Sanolan's eyelids twitched. As the person in charge of subverting Fang's secret contact in Sissinia, he could be regarded as aware of the information about the public agreement of the ancestors and the Holy Holy Temple of the Glory. Of course, he was extremely familiar with the name of Wielev, because the other party's identity in Sissinia was like a withdrawal!

"Why are you here?" Sanolan said in surprise.

"Since you can show up here, why can't I?" Wielev smiled.

"It seems that I really lost this time!" Sanolan said in a deep voice.

"Of course! Compared to the forces lurking in Sissinia over the years and you may not be qualified if you subvert the Fangs and want to take advantage of the troubled waters!" Wielev sneered. "Isn't Ebranro's failure a lesson from you? "

"You actually know about Ebranro?" Sanolan said unexpectedly.

"Hehe! Who doesn't know about Ebranro's disturbance? Especially the attack of a mysterious strong man attracted special attention from us and the Holy Temple of Light! Unfortunately, our people found the traces you left in the Ailin Castle, which was razed to the ground after the incident!" said Wilev.

"Traces? What traces?" Sanolan asked. He really wanted to know what happened to Ebranro, but unfortunately the people they secretly sent to investigate were found nothing!

"Of course it's the magical aura left by the dusk spell!" Wielev said: "What? Do you want to deny it?"

"I don't deny that we did cooperate with Overletter, son of Count Heather. But the only thing we don't understand is the fact that they were all destroyed by Elephant Castle, but based on my investigation of him, he does not have the strength to destroy Elephant Castle unless someone behind him is helping him, but unfortunately I have never found any clues about this!"

"So that's it. It seems that you have the same doubts as us!" Wielev nodded slightly.

"Oh? Have you not found any clues about the mysterious powerful man who took action to destroy Ailin Castle?" Sanolan frowned.

"Yes, perhaps the only gain is that this strong man's strength is beyond our imagination!" Wielev narrowed his eyes and said, "Maybe his power alone is enough to kill all of us and everyone in the Holy Temple of Glory!"

Sanolan was obviously startled and said, "Take it serious at this time?"

"Hehe! That mysterious strong man has been lucky enough to not uproot your hidden power in Sissinia! I really don't know how you offended each other!" Wielev said gloatingly.

"This time the matter has come to an end. We will naturally hide underground and no longer participate in your open and secret battles with the Holy Spirit!" Sanolan's face darkened, and he changed his tone: "However, if we destroy our plan, you can't think of it!"

"Aren't you mortal enemies with the Holy Temple of Glory? Instead of turning your finger at your enemies, helping them. Are you sure your mind is not confused?" Wielev snorted coldly.

"As long as the blame for this failure can be alleviated, I can do no scruples!" Sanolan said coldly.

"Are you sure you really want to be an enemy of us?" Wielev pointed at the other party.

"Someone always needs to pay the price for this failure!"

After the words came to an end, when Sanolan reached out to prepare to cast the barrier, Wilev quickly became alert and prepared. Unexpectedly, the magic circle flashed in front of him, and Sanolan lost his trace out of thin air!

"not good!"

Suddenly, Wilev was not feeling good and immediately rushed towards the window on the top of the top of the gray and white tower. During the rapid fall, he saw Sanolan under the tower and several powerful men surrounding Enoke in the center of the field. In a short while, Enoke was unable to support it, but when the cold light flashed, his head suddenly flew high, which made Wilev's eyes burst, especially the mocking smile that Sanolan looked up at his dead mouth and made his murderous intent burst out irresistible!

It was like a meteor falling to the ground. The moment Wielev landed, it immediately caused the entire ground to shake, and the gray and white tower behind him even showed a faint shaking momentum.

As Sanolan looked at the rushing wind from the smoke and dust, he just smiled faintly and waved his hand and made a goodbye move!

Several powerful men surrounding him disappeared in the blink of an eye in the flash of a purple-black magic array!

"Sanolan! I will never let you go!"

Watching the other party leave helplessly, Wielev was furious and left an angry roar! (To be continued)

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Chapter completed!