Knocking on the door of Pupil Art in Yuanshen

In the spacious castle hall, dozens of load-bearing columns support the exquisite dome. Dark crystal chandeliers hang from the top, and dozens of clusters of faint blue flames burst out, illuminating Krensur's silver armor.

Her eyes reflected the girl sitting on the throne with one elbow supporting her chin in a lazy posture.

Kerensul took a deep breath, stepped forward, and said loudly, "Long time no see, Your Highness the Princess."

Her voice echoed in the empty hall, there was a faint echo, but no one responded.

Ying had no reaction to this, and waiting under her throne were not black-armored knights wearing the flag of the black sun, but two apostles of the abyss holding water blades.

She suddenly raised her head and said indifferently, "Maybe you haven't seen me for a long time. Is this sudden visit because of the trouble Yuanshang caused?"

"It would be best if your Highness knew," said Krensuir.

But what she didn't expect was that a sarcastic smile appeared on Ying's lips and he said, "So what? You want to question me because I'm just an outsider?"

"Besides, he is also the god of the sea. Canria is a godless country. You don't know that, right?"

She chuckled, as if she was sarcastically calling Kerenthul a down-and-out noble who didn't know the general situation.

Kelensul was too lazy to continue talking nonsense with her. She put away the psychological changes caused by the environment and her tone became strong again.

"Then no matter what, Your Highness should not condone the behavior of his subordinates in public to show restraint to the guests I introduced."

"If word like this spreads out, doesn't it mean that His Highness is not thinking carefully and does not understand the general situation, or that you did not know in advance and could not manage your subordinates well, but you had to step in and put an end to the matter after it was exposed, so you tried to defeat it?"

Krensuer's rose-red eyes were always flirtatious, but now they are filled with yin and yang, and their lethality cannot be underestimated.

Ying admitted that she was disgusted by the woman Krensur.

She suddenly stood up from the throne, and a long sword quietly fell into her hand.

The two Apostles of the Abyss disappeared from the throne one after another, as if they had agreed to a good deal, and fell behind Kerenthul.

"Oh?" Krensuer was actually able to laugh in this critical moment. Not only did he laugh, but he smiled coquettishly, like a rose stained with morning dew.

"Why are you laughing?" Ying frowned, a little confused.

"Do you think I'm not sure about taking action against you?" Ying raised her eyebrows and waved her hand, and in an instant, dozens of black shadows fell down.

All of them are Abyss Chanters, Abyss Apostles, etc. in humanoid form.

Powerful abyss monsters containing seven elements surrounded Kerenthul, but the charming female consul smiled sarcastically.

"I see, you want to take it, but you are afraid of losing it. My existence troubles you. Do you want to get rid of me and devour my legacy so that you can dominate Canria?"

"Did the heir to the ancient royal court turn out to be such a depraved character?"

She laughed so hard that her branches trembled wildly, and her smiling eyes reflected the expression on her face, which made those abyss monsters even more furious.

But even so, Ying didn't show any disdain, because what Kerensul said was the truth.

"I need the authority of the seven elements. Each Archon can only control one of these powers at the same time, and it cannot be broken."

"If you need to break this iron law, then you need to rob the power of the other archons."

She didn't care whether Krensur listened or not, she explained everything silently, then waved her hand and said, "Do it!"

As if it was a replica of Shang Zhaoyue's battle that day, the front row of the so-called assault by the Apostles of the Water Abyss naturally took the lead.

Regardless of the fact that its knife was obviously not sharp enough, Kerenthul pulled out the long sword from his waist and easily blocked the water blades of the two Apostles of the Water Abyss. Not only that, he also kicked each of them with the force, causing them to fly backwards and hit the load-bearing body hard.

On the pillar.

After dealing with them, Kerensul did not relax. She knew that the powerful vitality of the abyss monsters, and the simple physical skills just now, would not cause too much damage, and they could come back soon.

Sure enough, the two Apostles of the Water Abyss quickly stood up. They did not receive any support, as if they were lifted up by force.

When they raised their water blades, they felt the lightning strikes of grace arrive, and at the same time, the fire beams of the Fire Abyss Chanter also followed them.

Kerenthul turned and jumped away, avoiding the pillar of fire that erupted like lava at his feet.

The Abyss Chanters have turned around in a spiral shape, their bodies and limbs have been sharpened into weapons, and their attacks are contrary to human common sense.

It was difficult to avoid Kren'Thul, and she didn't want to avoid it.

Her hand rested on the hilt of the sword again, and this time the blade was unsheathed, bringing with it a severe cold wave.

The ground was frozen, with a hint of white frost.

She drew her sword and slashed out a circular sword energy. The sword energy poured out like a cold wave and instantly froze the two spinning and jumping apostles of the abyss.

This is not Kelensul's limit, her rose-colored eyes have been quietly swallowed by ice white.

The bitter blizzard started without wind. In the blink of an eye, it expanded in size and blurred the vision, sweeping the entire castle hall in an instant.

The terrifying ice elemental energy exploded, and dozens of abyss monsters were frozen in an instant. Even the scorching fire abyss chanters could not move. They all still maintained their offensive posture, but in a short moment, they all turned into white.

ice sculpture.

The ground was already covered with ice scum, and Krensur's black skirt was also faintly stained with white frost. She blew out a breath of white breath and said in a somewhat awe-inspiring voice, "I am right here. If you want this power, just

Come and get it yourself!”

"The ultimate mastery of the ice element, no one except the devil can seize control of the element from the hands of the Archon."

Ying murmured and slowly stepped forward with the sword in hand. The gem on her chest reflected the hot firelight.

The next moment, the flames surged into a violent storm, engulfing the icy world in front of them.

Not to be outdone, Kerenthul drew his sword and clashed with her.

Ice and fire overlap fiercely, causing water vapor to appear all over the sky. It is usually instantly frozen into ice slag, and usually vaporized into white mist.

Ying was concentrating on the waves when she suddenly felt the elemental power pouring from the other side loosen up. She reacted instantly and immediately blocked the hilt of the sword in front of her.

Sure enough, the next moment, a long sword with an icy blue glow was poked out from the white mist.

The one holding it was clearly Kerenthul, and Ying's sword accurately blocked Kerenthul's sword edge.

Her arms were covered in frost for a moment, but melted the next moment.

"Give up, Your Highness, you can't take me down," Kerensul did not continue to attack. She knew very well that continuing to fight would only make things worse.

If the news here spreads, it is very easy to instantly break the stable order maintained by the Kingdom Faction and the Elder Faction.

At that time, a war will occur, and internal struggles will only weaken Camria's strength, which is what Keren'thul does not want to see.

"...That's not necessarily the case," Ying said reluctantly, "Watch your move!"

Facing her flaming sword edge, Kerenthul had no choice but to call on Frost to meet the enemy.

She didn't understand why Ying continued to fight even though she knew it was a tug of war.

It can't be relying on those stupid monsters, right?

They wouldn't even get close. As soon as this thought crossed his mind, Kerensul felt a stinging pain in his lower back.

Even though she avoided it, her skirt was still separated and her waist was scratched.

She stared intently at the blond man who was double-teaming her, and called out his name in a hateful tone.

"Dainsreb!"