Chapter 1251 Meeting in the Canyon

Bloody Canyon, the headquarters of the Zhentarim Guild (also known as the Red Robe Mage Guild).

This is a terrifying area full of blood. Although the rocks in the canyon stand tall and cracked, there is actually no sign of life. In fact, even bacteria will not breed here. There are only dark, dark red clouds here. Always obstructing the brilliance of the sun, one or two unbearable muddy roads emerged from the misty and thick rain and fog, and the calm rain was falling like silk against the dark sky, silently...

However, on this day, in the bloody canyon that has remained unchanged for millions of years, two familiar faces that have never been seen before suddenly ushered in. I saw a knight wearing a golden armor and a man dressed like the night sky. Professionals in pitch-black robes silently penetrated the mud poured by the drizzle and walked to the deepest part of the canyon like passers-by strolling on the street. All the drizzle that reached their bodies was easily bounced away by unpredictable forces , and every point of the red mist that clings to the ground and whirls around has to stop and spread around them.

There is no doubt that the two professionals who have come to the "Forbidden Land" at this moment are obviously "Instant Killing Gun" and "Destruction Whisper" who have signed the Judgment Eye contract.

Although they already have a contract to guarantee their safety, they can fly directly to the magic tower of the "Scarlet Scepter" to start the most important plan discussion, but in order to show their courtesy and respect to the strong Sunshine, whether it is the expressionless punk or The smiling Kane naturally chose to enter the canyon on foot.

At least the crazy knight who has been here can lead the way, so even though the dazzling sun magic tower that should have been very conspicuous from the sky perspective is very difficult to see clearly on the ground, the patient spellcaster still did not use his own Sense went to impolitely scan the entire Bloody Canyon looking for a way.

He decided to follow Kane calmly towards the magic tower of the "Scarlet Scepter".

In fact, the choice of walking through the muddy path was obviously very correct, because after walking unhurriedly for about an hour, the two professionals who had just entered the front area of ​​the Bloody Canyon saw an exceptionally dark but exceptionally dark ray. An eye-catching fire appeared right in front of the path.

It was a tiny flame that did not flicker even in the rain, and the person sitting on an old wooden chair next to the flame was an old man who looked skinny but was well-dressed.

When Punk and Kane saw him, the composed old man seemed to be adding fuel to the fine dark red flames.

"The supreme leader of the Zhentarim Society, the oldest Sunshine spellcaster in today's multiverse—"Scarlet Scepter" Eman-Blackjack"...

Silently stopped and stopped his progress, Punk could confirm the identity of the old man who was lighting the fire at a glance.

That's right, how could someone else be able to light a flame so calmly in this silent bloody canyon, and make his own energy fluctuations completely undetectable by Huiyue's level of perception? Presumably this skinny old man who seems to be waiting for a "visitor" can only be the mysterious old Eman?

Although this is the first time "Whisper of Destruction" has seen the "Scarlet Scepter" crowned by the "Scarlet Scepter" who rarely appears in legends, he can still be very sure that this most low-key strongman is obviously in harmony with the character and behavior. The powerful Methur and the cold "chairman" are completely different, at least his attitude of welcoming collaborators by warming up here is very special.

Of course, this may also be because the other party simply does not want Punk, a professional who is likely to inherit the ancient knowledge of Netheril in the future, to approach his magic tower...

In any case, Mr. Eman's appearance is enough to leave a deep impression on any professional who sees him.

"Hi Mr. Eman, nice to meet you".

After performing the etiquette of a mage neither humble nor overbearing, the expressionless punk walked directly in front of the bonfire of mage Yaori.

In fact, the "Scarlet Scepter" is not just warming the fire, there is actually a small iron pot on the fire in front of him, and now some people who can't see clearly are rolling in the white water boiling in the iron pot. The "wild vegetables" are ripe and rotten, and although the broth in this pot does not have much aroma, the color of the soup looks very crystal clear.

"Hello, young man, are you the sorcerer called "Whisper of Destruction"? You are a young and handsome guy, as ambitious and confident as the knight over there...… The bad old man who knows how to roast and cook is much better."

He didn't make too much special attitude towards punk's hello, and the old Eman who waved his hand and summoned two wooden chairs in the air just said "Please sit down" to "Destruction Whispers" while talking to himself. " gesture.

It seems that this piece of muddy ground being watered by rain should be the location of this meeting.

"Crunch".

Although the chair created by the "Scarlet Scepter" is simple and old-fashioned, it is actually just ordinary wooden furniture. The punk with a light body will not make any noise when sitting on it, but when Kane is dressed in golden When the heavily armored combatant sat down carelessly, the armor, which weighed hundreds of tons of magic materials, almost instantly smashed the crumbling wooden chair into pieces.

But fortunately, the punk with sharp eyesight and quick hands doesn't want the crazy knight to sit on the ground and break such a serious conversation atmosphere, so when he saw that the chair covered with cracks was about to burst into sawdust, the helpless Mage Huiyue cast the spell directly A small-scale "space confinement" was established to stagnate the broken wood chips that were about to explode.

So at this moment, Kane, who didn't expect his chair to be so fragile and whose smile looked obviously a little awkward, was sitting on a crooked "wood chair".

"Ahem, Sai'an, in fact, this uncle can handle it by himself...... Well, um! Hello, Mr. Eman~ I have brought the iceberg face here, and I want to have a big adventure The curtain can finally be lifted, right?"

Dancing with hands and feet showed the excitement and joy in his heart. Even in front of the powerful Sunshine Knight, Crazy Knight still had no intention of restraining himself. It seemed that he really cared about defeating the Construct Queen. It is estimated that this guy had Have you been looking forward to this adventure for a long time?

However, in an empty and silent vast canyon, listening to the depressing rustle of the rain, neither the old Eman who was stirring the soup pot nor the punk who sat silently had no intention of responding to the mad knight.

After all... this crucial conversation is really just getting started.