Vol 4 Chapter 202: 3-person line

Iloniir and his party actually arrived very early, but when they found that the two sides of the war were in a stalemate and there would be no major changes in a short time, they drove a carriage to play.
In Iloniir's view, this alien invasion war is like a child's playhouse, boring, naive, and unnutritious. Although there are many people, it is a mess of sand.
But he likes war. He is a blood family, a vampire of Ceylon folklore.
Although he can control his bloodthirsty desire as the highest class vampire, he eats blood after all, so for him the war between humans is the most high-end banquet, and the fragrance of food is everywhere. .
Although there is a waste of food, as long as the most basic order in this world is still there, their blood will never lack food.
The City of Spark made Iloniel feel a little strange, and it was the first time he saw such a city.
This is different from any city he has traveled in the mainland. He also used products from the Magic Council outside the Land of Abandonment, but after all, he did not see it directly in Spark City.
Food, wine, beauties... After only a while, Ilonie decided to have time to play here for a while.
His life was so long that he had seen most of the things in Ceylon, and being able to have Spark City, a place that made him feel novel, made him feel very happy.
After wandering around, the three of them walked outside the fence of the central area of ​​Spark City, where people are not allowed to enter.
Iloniir put his hand on the fence and felt it for a while, the expression on his face was a little shocked.
"There are a lot of transcendents in it, and the dense number of first-degree transcendents on the street has already shocked me. Although there are not as many transcendents as there are outside, the quality is much higher than that outside."
As a high-level vampire, he is very sensitive to the energy contained in the human body, so he knows exactly how amazing the power inside the council is.
In order to prevent the Starfire City from being attacked, Horn still had a small amount of power to garrison the Starfire City.
"Then let's go in and have a look?" Ilya looked interested in Ilonil, and jumped into the magic council with a slight knee.
"It's okay to go in and have a look." Iloniir's figure flashed, and he appeared inside the wall.
The Magic Council's defense system, which was enough to make the eighth-level thieves helpless, had no response to the two men's invasion, but there was a slight shock.
The magician guarding the control room of Starfire City’s defense system looked strangely, but did not find anything, so he didn’t go into it. It is common for the maze to fluctuate. If they have to find out the reason every time, then they must Must be similar.
"It's great, do you feel it, Ilya." Ironil's scarlet eyes scanned everywhere.
"Of course I feel that the quality of the defenses here is not high, as long as an extraordinary person above level 3 can break in, but...
It's easy to get in, but if it weren't for us, if other people wanted to come in silently and without a trace, even a ninth-level fighter would be almost impossible. "
Ilya raised her eyebrows and said in surprise that the last time he saw Horne was in the canyon ruins, and it was the first time he came to Spark City, but in his impression, this city should be no different from other cities. Correct.
Unexpectedly, coming here this time gave him such a big surprise. Horn has only mastered this city for more than ten years, that is to say, it has grown from a mediocre city like other cities in just ten years. Now this one can be called a unique city in Ceylon.
Especially the huge Magic Council headquarters, and the towering mage tower afterwards, gave Ilya a touch of shock, which had to shock him.
The two of them shuttled around the headquarters of the Magic Council as if they were in no one. As long as no one saw them directly, they would not be found.
After visiting all the more special places, Ilonie nodded in satisfaction.
"Yes, yes, when we go to the battlefield, if that kid has a lot of power there, then his power can add a point to him."
"Tsk tusk, I can give you a point, but it's really not easy." Ilyano joked.
Suddenly, Iloniir fixed his gaze on a mage tower.
Most of the mage towers in the central district of Spark City are strange and strange, and this one is no exception.
It was a gloomy mage tower that could be directly used in horror film sets. The aesthetics of this mage tower coincided with him unexpectedly, so he went over and took a look.
If nothing else, he might transform the family’s castle into this shape after he returns. Sleeping in a coffin in such a castle would make him feel comfortable thinking about it.
Looking around, Ilonil saw a girl sitting in a small garden outside the mage tower ~EbookFREE.me~ and he smiled knowingly.
This girl is Daisy, and Iloniel can feel the power attributes in Daisy's body, and the blood is also a dark creature, so Daisy, who is full of dark power in his body, has a good impression.
He took out his notebook, tore off a small note, and wrote a sentence.
"When your life is about to come to an end, I can bestow you eternal life~~"
The note fluttered gently on Daisy's shoulder. Daisy looked around blankly, but did not find a single figure.
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After a rough tour of Spark City, Ironil and the three of them left Spark City and went to the battlefield of alien invasion.
After all, they came this time to see Horn, and otherwise the invasion of the alien world expands, rather than really traveling.
Fortunately, the area of ​​Spark City was peaceful and peaceful, but when the group of them crossed a certain line, the situation became completely different.
Ilya frowned. The ground was full of ravines cut by blades, deep pits shot by force field rays, scorched earth left behind after the flames, and the broken flags and shattered armor that appeared from time to time told him that here Just experienced a fierce war.
What Eloniel cares about is the pungent smell of blood in the air. A few days have passed since this battlefield, and the smell of blood is not new. For him, it is the smell of corruption from expired food. Gagging.
"The war is fierce. Is it because the coalition forces in the Land of Abandonment are too weak, or the invading outsiders are too strong? I hope it is the latter. If it is the former, I would be too disappointed." He swung the sheathed sword in his hand, his expression a little excited.
He is a fighter, and the battlefield is the best place for him.