The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 107: The King of Night (Part 1)

Black robe, black cloak, black peaked hat, black staff, wearing the emblem of the Association of Wizards with all markings polished off on the chest. Fallen magicians do not have a certain dress code, and they often try to escape the Association of Wizards. He’s chased and changed into strange costumes. There are not many attire like Jeff Towers who have been swaggering through the market. Perhaps it is due to his personality or his strength. Since the day he mastered the Dark Fire Magic of the Fallen Fire, Jeff Tower has never concealed his identity. , And until today when the Magician Association was instigated by the Brotherhood, he is still alive, not like the fate of other betrayers,

At this moment, a strange dark fire is burning under Jeff Tower’s robe. He uses this method to maintain his body temperature. Even if he wears a thin robe, he can resist the wind and snow in the North Continent, and the one opposite him Men are more chic, still wearing white linen shirts, green cloaks, and top hats. Their eyes under gray curly hair are always looking into the distance. They don’t seem to care about the wind and snow at all. Jeff Tower can only report this. An expression of jealousy, because the northern continent is the hometown of the northern elves, this mysterious Mr. W has arrived home,

This team has a total of twelve people. When the Pitchfork team left St. Jonah and advanced towards Star Island, the ghost team also left the submarine under the leadership of Jeff Tower and followed Jonah’s group. Followed far away, the listener did not receive any new instructions. The fallen Darkfire Mage believed that the most important thing at the moment was to protect the astrologer under the chase of the Brotherhood, so some people were left to guard the unconscious Rose. Rose, embark on the journey with the elite,

The protectors in the squad are all strong men mobilized from three continents. Jeff Tower is not stupid enough to think that he is the strongest one. At least he is afraid of Mr. W by three points,,, look at the continent, Who does not know the prestige of the King of the Night of Cherry Crossing, but Jeff Tower is undoubtedly the oldest one in terms of qualifications. He is one of the first senior members to serve the Silver Spirit, the core cadre of the ghost, and the guest of Cherry Crossing. The identity is only a temporary disguise. At that time, the fallen Darkfire Mage was waiting for a candidate to appear, but by accident, it was the son of the deceased, the young astrologer, and Joshua’s son Jonah. The moment he saw the boy From now on, Jeff Tower knew that the ghost’s future would undergo earth-shaking changes. Without listening to the instructions, he could see the strong fateful color of Jonah. On the other side of the holy river, the ticket he handed to the astrologer was The first driving force for destiny to turn before the ghost organization has locked candidates,

"Hello,...Mr. W." When he was summoned to the submarine, Jeff Tower did not know the purpose of this trip, nor did he know who would be the partner this time. When Wang was king, the tenants of Yingtaodu were unavoidably surprised.

"Hello, Jeff Tower." The Northern Elf said lightly, "Don't pay attention to me, I will help you, but I am not one of you."

"...Understood." Jeff Tower nodded immediately,

Later, the Darkfire Mage gradually understood Mr. W’s intentions. After Cherry Du was destroyed by the Zawi Empire, Mr. W fought against the ground dragoons and protected his daughter Sibi on the airship and crossed the holy river. He has been there ever since. Looking for the trace of his daughter, the whole continent was plunged into war. Little Grasshopper heard from time to time. At this time, Yin Ling appeared in front of Mr. W and made a promise: The ghost could help him find Sibi, but in exchange , He must dedicate his power, not the power of the King of the Night, but the power of the Twelve Councillors,

The contract was established. The twelve parties existed to balance the strength of the mainland powerhouses. Several powerhouses who could influence the future of the world with their personal power were sealed, including the Assassin King Simeon Dragon Chang, of course, there is also Mr. W, the northern elf nobleman. Even if he can only play a small part of his strength, he can still fight against the father of the protector of Cherry Crossing and become the emperor of the ferry night. Now the twelve parties are dead in name and the seal has collapsed. Missing his daughter’s ardent father can obtain terrifying power. Only Yinling and Mr. W know this.

The second day after the Pitchfork team left the submarine, Jeff Tower's team encountered the first battle. The opponent was the Scout team of the Brotherhood. These desperadoes drove the steam-powered flapping plane across the lava river to track down. Afterwards, the whereabouts of Jonah and his party have been locked. The flapping wing machine is an immature steam puppet machine. The Brotherhood has deployed 400 steam puppet warlocks to create 120 flapping wing machines, each carrying Two people; in just a few days of flight, eighty-four planes have crashed due to broken bodies, icing, power loss, and the accidental death of the pilot. The one who flew above the ghost team was the lucky one, but After these scouts reported the message with the transmission magic, they swooped down to launch an attack,,, suicide attack,

Even if Jeff Tower does not shoot the dark fire magic, these flapping wing planes swaying in the wind and snow with black smoke will crash into the ice field, the two planes will explode to pieces, and Jeff Tower will freeze into ice. The corpse of the flaming scout spit: "Bah, I've been found, these guys will show up one by one."

"Kill all of them." Mr. W said very calmly, "Everyone who threatens my Sibi, just kill them all."

Although the elf's tone is very gentle and elegant, Jeff Tower can't help but shudder,

Sure enough, as the Darkfire Mage said, the chasers of the Brotherhood began to appear one after another. At first they were soldiers carried by flapping wing planes, and then there were brothers who drove over in a snowmobile. The cadres and the big brothers who were finally ranked began to appear. The ghost team tried their best to intercept and kill these trackers as early as possible, but some enemies still came to the front, causing some trouble to the pitchfork team.

After a great battle, the enemy left thirteen corpses and the ghost team also lost seven members. Zhu Xie Tieshan, a master of oriental boxing and a contemporary boxing instructor of the Zhu Xie clan of the last Han country, tore his shirt and wiped his face. On the blood, he complained: "Since you want to protect the young kids, why not just act with them. To kill the killer without being discovered by them, it is really unnecessary to take off your pants and fart."

Jeffta raised his eyebrows: "Master Tieshan, you have forgotten what the listener said. The ghosts are not monolithic. Maybe there are traitors among us. If you suddenly hurt Jona, who will bear the responsibility? Start."

Zhu Xie Tieshan is a slender little man. He raised his head and looked at Jeff Tower: "Okay, okay, when we are almost dead, we can naturally see who is a traitor and who is a good person, right? No, the fellows such as the High House Cover, Zuta, Zha, and Ugly Face Liche are all in the hands of the Brotherhood. I don’t know if I can close my eyes at ease."

"What do you mean." Jeff Tower lowered his face, black flames bursting out of his palms,

"Huh, let's go and see." The boxing master said coldly,

On the morning when the Pitchfork Squad arrived at the Ruins of Ringolpante, the Ghost Squad encountered a wave of the strongest chasers, led by a graceful lady with a blond shawl and a long green dress. Wearing a snow-white Diaoqiu, she killed a ghostly strong man as soon as she shot. No one could see how she launched the attack. The victim's body slowly melted into the air, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. No traces are left,

"The strongest..." Mrs. Serfina pointed the six ghost protectors one by one with Qianqianyu fingers, "...Is that you." The fingertips stopped in front of Zhu Xie Tieshan,

"So what." The ninth-level boxing master proudly said,

"It doesn't seem to be." Mrs. Serfina shrugged and waved her hand: "Chepp, you kill the big talker with your fist, Mias, the wizard in black clothes, leave it to you, I will deal with that. Wearing a top hat, he seems to be the strongest one. Others, choose your own target, as long as you don’t die too fast, okay."

Two shadows appeared in the wind and snow behind her. The four-footed fire-fighting abyss seated a heavy-armored black knight, while the young priest put on a red robe, and a new-born **** thirty-six floated in front of her chest. Winged Angel Metatron's cross, Mias wielded his scepter and laughed wildly: "Chepp, do you want to bet on the number of murders this time? I will never lose to you, who has gained new power from the Pope. ."

The red light from **** appeared from the black knight's faceplate, and he replied with a voice that smelled of sulfur vapor: "I am a person who doesn't like violence. Blood is not good at all. Just kill the enemy quickly. Just bet, if you want to bet, just bet on who will kill the target the fastest." Before the words fell, the abyssal horse roared through the snow like a black arrow, and the black knight’s lance pierced the air.

"Damn it." Mias screamed and rushed up. Dozens of Brotherhood fighters each selected a target to launch a charge. Only Mr. W and Mrs. Serfina stood still. The woman rolled her eyes from under her white mink hat to look at each other, pursed her lips and smiled: "What a beautiful man, I'm sorry, we don't seem to have your information in our profile. How should I call you, sir."

w appeared and pushed the top hat with the hilt of the light sword, "Sorry, I am married."

"I don't mind." Mrs. Serfina said,

"Probably, my daughter would mind. After all, she loves her mother very much." The King of the Night said in a trance, "You will die here today, so I won't ask your name. If you have a daughter or My son, I will say sorry to them."

"Boom." At this time, a huge impact sounded through the audience, like a meteorite hitting the ground, and the entire ice sheet was shaken. Two high-speed silhouettes collided head-on, and one person was knocked out, like a broken thread. After turning dozens of times and falling into the snow, there was no life left, "Bang." Then a huge body fell to the ground. It was the corpse of the Abyssal Warhorse. Its neck was severed and its eyes, nostrils and mouth sprayed. Out of uncontrolled flames,

The thin man stood with his head up in the wind and snow, and collided head-on with the charging black knight. The winner was Zhu Xie Tieshan,