After waking up

Because the other world is close to reality, everything in the other world will gradually have a deeper impact on reality. When the power of the Crow Queen was close to here, some weather changes in reality also became sensitive.

Coupled with the presence of elves, Mulan gently dialed the elements, and the sky became overcast.

“Crash, la, la, la”

Heavy rain fell from the sky, and all the people in the Ilhan King's capital who had not yet returned home were running around, and those who had no time to return home would quickly find a place to take shelter from the rain.

Although it was not yet night, the thick dark clouds plunged the entire Ilhan City into darkness, as if the night had arrived early.

"Hey, Ivan, the Ilhans should be able to disperse this obviously problematic rain, right?"

"I think so."

Ivan moved his muscles and bones to answer Mulan's questions, but his perception had drifted away. The breath of the Holy Knight was like an open flame in the dark night.

"Rumble--"

Lightning illuminated the city and streets, and some noble ladies were so frightened that they screamed, and their high-pitched high notes could be heard through the carriage.

The five holy knights just walked on the streets in the heavy rain, neither holding umbrellas nor riding in carriages. They seemed to ignore the lightning, but their pace was obviously faster. Before the Ilhan people made a request, even if it was The Holy Church, whose mission is to drive away evil, will not take action.

Half an hour later, the rain showed no signs of easing. Instead, it became heavier and heavier. Except for the occasional carriage passing by, there were basically no pedestrians on the streets of Ilhan City.

In a corner of Ilhan City, Mulan and Aiwen opened two bottles of reagents respectively, and black smoke rose into the sky and merged into the clouds.

Just a few minutes later, faint lights began to appear on some floors and walls around Ilhan's palace.

Some ministers and the king who were still in the palace also realized that something was wrong. The magic array in the palace automatically turned on, indicating that there was a big problem with the rain.

As a transcendent, Sylvan and some wizards have arrived at the edge of the palace. They looked at the clouds in the sky, their faces a little solemn.

"You actually came to attack the royal capital?"

"Obviously there is some alchemy involved, to disperse the dark clouds and stop the heavy rain."

Although they are often collectively referred to as wizards or mages in the outside world, the wizards of Ilhan's court still have their own paths, including a person who studies alchemy.

A small and exquisite glass bottle was opened, and inside was a golden sand-like powder. This was an alchemy item called Sand of Fire. It had many uses, and dispersing rain clouds was one of them.

After the small bottle was opened, the fine sand flew out of the bottle and flew into the sky, triggered by the magic power of others. The heavy rain within the palace quickly stopped, and the rain clouds began to dissipate from this area.

But after a while, this dissipation trend slowed down and stopped quickly.

"Rumble--"

Lightning flashed across the sky again, and the people in the palace frowned.

"Not enough measurement?"

"No, many of them disappeared before they could play their role?"

The person who cast the spell looked up to the sky, and then took out two bottles of the same gold sand from his arms.

"I'll try again, this time I'll attach magic and perception to it."

The golden sand rises into the sky again, and this time part of the caster's spirit floats into the sky as weightless as the golden sand. This kind of perception does not have the initiative, so it can only feel the space where the golden sand rubs against it.

Suddenly, a noisy sound filled the caster's ears. Every grain of gold sand disappeared as a sound, and the final gathering seemed very chaotic.

The caster brings together all the sounds and feelings in his mind to form a vaguely abstract but vivid picture.

"Ah~" "Ah~"

"Ah~ah~"

Countless crows rushed toward him, waking the caster from his immersive feeling.

"Ho, ho, ho"

"How about it?"

The caster looked up at the sky. The clouds that had just been dispersed by the two bottles of golden sand were once again tending to gather.

"Crows, lots of crows, they are screaming, noisy and pecking at my sand!"

crow?

Sylvan looked at the sky. As a person who is sensitive to sound, he did not hear any crows, only the sound of rain and thunder.

"you sure?"

"This is the feedback I got at the last moment when the sand with magic and spirit attached to it was swallowed up. It can't be wrong."

"This is not a simple dark cloud, this is the shadow projection of the other world! Those crows are probably the power of some kind of terrifying demon. They can actually swallow the sand of flames directly. They are definitely very powerful existences."

An older wizard expressed his suspicion.

"It is indeed a cult, trying to take advantage of the power of monsters in the other world, but apart from the weather, it cannot have much additional impact on us. However, there may be a carrier of monsters among them, and the shadow demon is definitely possible."

"But rain alone won't do it. They will definitely take action. They dare to attack a king, which is a blatant violation of the tacit understanding of the supernatural world. From now on"

"Hmm? What about you?"

The people in the discussion finally discovered the alchemist's abnormality, and he became silent from the beginning.

"Ke la la~ ke la la~"

The alchemist's bones made a strange sound, his neck twisted, and the magical energy on his body flickered. One eye turned to one side strangely, looking at the colleagues around him. The eye already showed a faint golden color.

"It's really, really great to have my own spirit attached to it."

A hoarse and weird voice came from the alchemist's mouth. The pupils of everyone around him instantly dilated. Sylvan reacted the fastest and grabbed the alchemist directly. He was pinned to the ground. The magic power on his body emerged and spread around him. Quickly draw the spell formation.

But obviously the speed is still a little slow.

The alchemist always carries all kinds of strange and weird things with him, and quite a few of them can be used as explosives. At this moment, many objects on the alchemist's body erupted with unstable energy.

"boom--"

Flames and light exploded instantly. Sylvan stretched out his hands to cover the magic block while his pupils shrank violently. At the same time, he jumped up quickly, and then retreated with the shock wave.

"Boom——"

The powerful explosion shook the entire palace. Everyone in the palace, from the servants to the king and ministers, were panicked. Countless guards were running and countless people were shouting, thinking that someone had attacked the palace.

The magic power of the shadow demon emerged from the water on the ground, and the water and shadow turned into monsters. At this moment, they rushed towards the explosion point of the palace, which was also the unstable point of the spell array.

"Wow wow~~" "Wow wow~~"

Countless shadow monsters rushed toward the palace, making all kinds of weird noises. It was extremely scary just to look at them.

"Bang" "bang" "bang" "bang".

The troops guarding the palace opened fire one after another. The bullets hit the shadows and all penetrated them. They had no effect. Only some explosives thrown in can have some impact on the shadow monsters.

"Sylvan, you ran away from me like a dog. Today I'll see if you can still escape!"

Shadow Demon's words echoed in the city, and also reminded Sylvan of what happened in the Blue Moon Forest.

"As expected, it's you! Were you swallowed by the original demon?"

"Swallow? Maybe!"

The shadow demon's form was wrapped in endless shadows. Countless crows flew out from the dark clouds in the sky, turned into a huge fist, and struck hard at Ilhan's palace.

"Hand over the sacred object and I can spare King Ilhan from death!"

"Boom——"

A strong impact once again broke out in that corner, and the entire palace and surrounding buildings felt a strong shaking feeling.

Sylvan's right hand and half of his body were burned and injured, but he was still far from losing his fighting ability. He took out his magic flute, and a piece of music full of magic came out. The rain around the palace was distorted, and countless shadows were directly shattered. , turning into ink-like liquid and falling down.

"Shadow Demon, I am no longer who I was before. If you come to my home court, you will only bring about your own destruction!"

Sylvan put on the ring again, silently thinking about the sacrifice he was going to offer. At the same time, the magic power on his body was also increasing. The blood flowing out of his body was suspended, attached to the magic flute, and turned the flute into blood color.

The track turned into a sad atmosphere, and invisible breaths broke through the rain to form ghost-like existences, rushing back the huge shadow monsters, and then rushed towards the direction where the shadow demon's voice came from.

"If you only have this ability, I can deal with you without the Dilga people!"

Although Mulan had heard that the other party had reservations, with the palace's huge magic array bonus, plus the sacred object and magic flute in hand, Sylvan was confident that he could give Shadow Demon a head-on try, otherwise the king would It doesn’t look good either.

The infinite sense of power emerging from holding the holy object also made Sylvan's confidence rapidly expand. He stepped out of the palace's spell array, and his own magic power soared into the sky like a flame.

"Your Excellency Sylven, don't be fooled——"

The voice belonging to Mullan Jonst came from far away at this moment, but it seemed to be a step too late, and instead distracted Sylvan for a moment.

The moment Sylven walked out of the range, the puddles filled with rainwater around the palace instantly turned black. Sylven also felt a sense of weightlessness under his feet, and his whole body fell downwards.

At this moment, Sylvan's pupils shrank violently as they dilated, and the surging magic power turned into chains and was thrown towards the palace.

"Ho-come down-"

"ah--"

Sylvan felt a strong dragging feeling on his left foot. He kept exploding his magic power and struggled hard. What was reflected in the rainwater as deep as black ink was the other world.

"Uh-huh——"

A distant voice came from the other direction of the city, and a golden blue light rose into the sky. Mulan stood on the dragon-shaped Silas and rushed through the air towards the palace.