Hundreds of head nails are covered with ceilings, thick carpets are laid on the cold floor, and there are desks, chairs and meditation tables all around.

Some were filled with books and scrolls, while others were piled with small potion bottles, blood and white pieces, and other spell casting materials that scared Sevillin.

"I received a new instruction from the Dragon Queen."

Sevillin, the leader of the Dragon Bible Cult, hid in his dark red mask and fell on a bald wizard in a red robe by the desk. "Now, follow me to meet our new allies."

"It's not that the group of ghosts with eyes on the top of their heads." The bald wizard raised his head and smiled sarcastically.

This is a red robe wizard from Sel, who is the strongest ally of Sevillin.

Rath Moda is an exiled member of the Red Robe Wizard Society. He leads his secret organization with the intention of overthrowing the dominance of the Lich Sazastan among the Red Robe Wizard.

The promise that Saiweilin gave him was to help him release the Dragon Queen, and the Dragon Queen would definitely repay him enough to overthrow Sazastan.

"It's not so. This is an ally who is surprised even me." Saiweilin said with a look of fear.

"You have successfully aroused my curiosity, Saiweilin." The red-robed wizard put down the scroll in his hand and stood up from the seat. "Go away quickly, curiosity has already made me tremble all over."

Rath Moda is a necromancer, a powerful member of a research group. Although he adheres to the laws of researchers like his peers, he still seems to be maverick.

Because he is not a purely blooded Muran noble, this is very rare among the high-level mages of the Red Robe Wizard Society.

As far as Sevillin knows, his grandfather was from Leatherman, and from his grandfather he inherited a strong body and a thick beard.

His wizard mother brought him genius and ambition, as well as his tall figure and yellowed skin, which in Sel was considered a symbol of nobility.

Rath Moda's cold, gem-like green eyes and narrow eagle-girl nose made his appearance look horrible, and although he shaved his head as tradition, he was proud of the thick grey-white beard, which distinguished him from the almost hairless Muranese.

In short, he was an unforgettable wizard in red robe, and the cold and heat of the centuries did not bending his wide, proud shoulders.

He is powerful in both physical, mental and magic. The traces left by the past are only his slightly sparse gray hair. He did not care about this at all, because it only reduced his daily trouble of shaving his head.

The two walked along the maze-like volcanic tunnel toward the living room.

"How is Misuo progress?" Saiweilin asked as she walked.

Although under his leadership, most believers have turned to loyalty to the Dragon Queen, not all, some older traditional schools do not agree with their current style of conduct, but prefer their old doctrine, that is, to kill the dragon and transform it into a dragon lich.

This forced him to find a reliable and powerful spellcasting group to act as an ally to support his career, and this exile from the Red Robe Wizard Society was undoubtedly his best choice.

Otherwise, the progress of the Dragon Crazy Lock would not have been completed so quickly.

"It's basically all done." The red-robed wizard's voice was clear and loud, "and now we have begun to experiment with the characteristics and effects of the Mikaku."

"If everything goes well." The wizard's cold voice echoed in the tunnel, "then I will start trying to experiment with the dragon."

Saiweilin nodded slightly. He possessed the knowledge of the Naserel Empire's mysterious locks, and combined with the knowledge of the Red Robe Wizard Association, which really accelerated his plan at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Soon, they came to a spacious living room at the bottom of the volcano.

The moment they stepped into the lava cave, the two of them saw a woman with amazing beauty appearing quietly in front of them. She was blazing red robe and a scarlet tights outlined her perfect figure.

I saw her holding a magic sword in her right hand, and her left hand was surrounded by the Netherworld Fire, and she walked towards them.

Behind the woman was a figure covered in a black cloak.

A demon of desire and... Hell Knight from Batto Hell.

Through the dark red mask's vision, Saiweilin saw through the true identity of his allies.

"I'm glad to see you, I don't know what to call him?" He smiled, though hidden in his mask, no one could see it. "I'm Sevillin Silain, this is my friend, Rath Moda from the Red Robe Wizard Society."

The red-robed wizard nodded slightly in response.

"You are too happy, Saiville." The beautiful woman's words were as cold as ice, "I am Rhelamire, the military adjutant of Aphronas, the daughter of destruction Zarel."

It turned out to be the fallen angel Zariel.

Sevillin looked at Rilamire quietly, but his heart was like the red-robed wizard beside him, causing storm waves.

What he never expected was that the oracle descended by the Dragon Queen was the subordinate of the Duke of Hell.

If he expected, the Duke of Hell, Zarel and Empress Dragon were old enemies. Baier, the Lord of Aphonus, received support from Empress Dragon, and thus successfully overthrew Zarel's rule.

If Asmontis, the Lord of the Nine Prisons, forcibly dismissed Baier's position, Zarel would not have been able to turn over and become the Duke of Hell of Aphonus again.

Never try to guess the devil’s thoughts, Sevillin secretly warned himself.

"After my Lord's order, I will help you complete the plan." Ruilamier said bluntly.

"So, beautiful lady, I dare to ask, what role do you play here?"

Sevillin forced himself to calm down and looked at the military adjutant of the Duke of Hell, but his eyes were fixed on the figure in the black cloak behind her from beginning to end.

His instinctive intuition told himself that the devil in front of him was far less dangerous than the Hell Knight behind her.

Obviously, the daughter of destruction Zarel is definitely doing her best to help herself to complete the great arrival plan of the Dragon Queen.

This made him wonder what deal the two rulers of Aphonus had reached.

"The power of my Lord." Ruila Mir's scrutiny eyes were fixed on the red-robed wizard and nodded with satisfaction.

"It can make this group of exiled wizards more easily summon the Devil Legion of the Nine Prisons, and let you worship the Dragon Cult develop more believers."

Saiweilin knew very well that the Dragon Berlin usually did not cooperate with the devil.

But summoning the dragon queen is a difficult task. Although his red-robed wizard allies are very good at summoning and commanding the devils, it is still very difficult to bring the devils to the material plane.

Because the devil cannot leave the Nine Prisons by himself, and although the Lord of the Nine Prisons can change this rule, He hardly will do so.

Most of the devils on the material plane were summoned by mortal mages, and they spent huge magical power to break through the barriers between the Nine Prisons and other planes.

It would undoubtedly be much easier if the red-robed wizard summoned the Devil's Legion to help him complete the great plan with the help of Zariel, the Red Robe's Wizard, who summoned the Devil's Legion to help him complete the great plan.

Savelin will use all means to fight for anything that is beneficial to him.

"Of course, as mortals, you may be considered scheming." The female devil said again: "But before us, there is still a lot to learn about conspiracy and betrayal."

Sevillin did not try to refute her words because there was no need.

"We Sels are not newbies in their treason!"

The red-robed wizard Rath Moda was irritated, "Without this skill, no wizard can live to my age, let alone reach my status!"

"Really?" The devil's voice was filled with sarcasm. "If this is the case, how could you end up in this field and become a stray dog?"

The red-robed wizard glared at her fiercely, counting as an answer.

In Sevillin's view, the devil's words are at the critical point.

The exile of Rath Moda is indeed due to his treason. He is betrayed by his young apprentice, just like he betrayed his mentor, which is the tradition of the Sel Red Robe Wizard Society.

"Since that's the case, can this gentleman hidden in the shadow appear?" He calmed down and asked for a second doubt.

At the same time, I quickly recalled the Hell Knights who were once loyal to the fallen angel Zariel.

"He is Harrumman, but he has his own mission and will not participate in our actions." The female devil ignored the bad eyes of the Hell Knight behind him and explained in a cold voice.

Harruman, the Hell Knight?

Sevillin guessed the other party's origin. Before the fallen angel Zariel had fallen, as Thom's paladin, Harruman had been following him.

Even if Zariel falls, he will voluntarily transform into a hell knight to protect his left and right.

Just a dog licking, he thought to himself.

There are rumors that Haruman protects Zariel's secret of self-salvation, and no one knows what exactly it is.

"To express our sincerity in cooperation," said the female devil, "Before targeting the Kingdom of Cormier, I will assist you in taking down the dark castle in Santalin, which will be entrenched in the Sunset Mountains at the fastest speed."

Upon hearing this, Sevillin's expression hidden in the mask irresistible smile.
Chapter completed!