With a large amount of food supply, kukas and their professionals were soon full. Under normal circumstances, the old housekeeper will take kukas and them to the room to rest until they leave here the next day. But the old housekeeper invited them to a party after kukas had finished their meal.

"My master just brought me the news that there were many guests in her castle, so I held a grand banquet here. I want to invite everyone to the banquet." the old housekeeper seemed to know kukas\' concerns, refused to give them the opportunity to refuse, and continued: "These guests are high-level professionals without any nobles. You know, our master hates those nobles very much."

"OK! But I don\'t think we can stay at the party for long." kukas grabbed his bald head and grinned. "I hope you can inform your host in advance and hope she won\'t be angry with us reckless people."

"Ha ha! Don\'t worry. The host\'s banquet is extremely free. There are no rules. You can leave or go there at any time. It\'s very different from ordinary banquets. Well, it can be said that the banquet follows the oldest form." The old housekeeper laughed. At this time, his voice was very loud, and there was no annoying gasp.

The banquet was held on the upper floor of kukas. They followed the winding stairs to the third floor. Kukas saw a huge space. This space was large, with a large number of tables, chairs and benches placed irregularly, and many professionals gathered here. Professionals either talked in a low voice or were silent, but no sound would pass down the stairs Pass it down.

"Damn it, a bunch of old-fashioned." kukas narrowed his eyes and observed the professionals present. Soon he had a discovery that surprised him and even several other professionals.

There are a large number of guests gathered here. The clothes they wear are different from the current clothes, especially some professionals in military uniforms. Their military uniforms are not the military uniforms of the Latour Empire at all, nor the military uniforms of any Empire kukas has heard of.

Some ancient and mysterious languages came out of these people. Their words made kukas dizzy, but he couldn\'t hear a word. Although the puppet master and illusionist were knowledgeable, they couldn\'t hear those ancient words. On the contrary, the crazy caster changed his face and wanted to turn away.

"God of victory, where are you going? Come, come to me, I think we should talk." in the dark corner, a young black robed caster fiercely stood up and shouted to kukas: "the banquet is not over yet, you can\'t leave here."

"I\'m not a god of victory, I\'m just a mage passing by." the crazy caster shook his head and muttered. Under kukas\'s extremely strange gaze, he saw the crazy caster step back and walk towards the young caster in the corner. The strangeness made kukas almost think he had an illusion.

"He can\'t really be the God of victory!" kukas swallowed his saliva and muttered unconsciously: "If he\'s really a God, how could he look like this? If he\'s not a God, why do people here know him? Damn it, God? That\'s the peak of professionals. I\'m afraid only those legendary professionals can know gods. But he\'ll be a legendary professional? Damn it." Kukas felt his head suddenly confused. His mind turned and he sat at one table unconsciously. While several other companions sat at other tables, where some professionals in strange clothes began to talk to them in strange language.

A beautiful female spellcaster appeared beside him with drinks. The female spellcaster was very beautiful. She nodded at kukas and quickly placed the drinks for him. When the other party placed the drinks, kukas found that there was an ancient rank sign on the female spellcaster\'s collar. He could still recognize this sign in ancient times In Dai Li, such a sign represents a seventh order caster.

"How powerful should the master of the castle be when a seventh order caster acts as a maid?" kukas couldn\'t help feeling a deep fear. He knocked on the table uneasily and wanted to leave, but the wine in front of him attracted him for some reason.

After drinking a cup of good wine, kukas completely gave up the idea of leaving here. He leaned back in his chair and silently looked at everyone in the party. The professionals here left and came from time to time. Some laughed and others whispered. Some professionals passing by him nodded politely at him, waiting for kukas to return a gift. These things are very different The professionals left.

Looking around for a few weeks, kukas found that the gladiators and gladiators were talking fiercely with some professionals, while the crazy caster sat in a corner and whispered with a young man at the table. Through his back, kukas found that the crazy caster\'s body was trembling slightly, and waved his arms from time to time, as if his voice was lowered Talk to the person opposite him.

"You alone?" kukas was drinking when a woman with a milky white smoke appeared in front of him. The woman was shrouded in smoke. She could only see her ordinary clothes and nothing else.

"There they are," kukas said in a deep voice, reaching out to his companions. "Where do these people come from? They all look strange. Are they all powerful legendary professionals?"

"Hehe! They all came from far away. Because I\'m going to hold a banquet to invite you guests from afar, they must come and support me." the woman is no other person, the owner of the castle and the only person in power: "maybe you can talk to them. I think you will gain a lot."

"I don\'t think so. By the way, you are also a professional?" kukas tilted his head and asked the woman wrapped in smoke: "maybe we can talk, well, it\'s the same everywhere." after saying these words, he felt a little inappropriate, but the words had been said, but he couldn\'t change any more.

"Ha ha! In fact, I have mastered what they have mastered; I have mastered what they have not mastered. As you wish, I think I can have a good conversation with you. I think you will satisfy me, won\'t you?" the hostess of the castle suddenly leaned forward to kukas and lowered her voice: "What do you want to talk to me about? The cultivation secret of evil knight or your own business?"

"You can talk about anything, as long as you can help me." kukas was a little stunned, and then made the final decision. "Can you tell me something about the evil knight? I get too little information about the evil knight."

"Evil knight? A long time ago, a young adventurer broke into my castle. She gave birth to a son. Her son was very naughty and was finally bitten by a Warcraft during a hunt because of his rash action." the castle owner wrapped in smoke paused a little and then continued: "In order to save her son, the female adventurer pleaded with the controller of the castle at that time, but the controller was as iron as steel, and did not give the female adventurer a chance or save the child bitten by Warcraft. Later, the female adventurer cursed the first controller of the castle. And the controller was using a secret method to make more Warcraft blood Integrate into the child\'s body and give him a curse, so that the child bitten by Warcraft because of mischief and his descendants will become evil knights, and these evil Knights will fight with the brilliant Knights forever. Because the brilliant knights are the eldest son of the female adventurer and the brother of the injured boy. This is to make the The descendant of the female adventurer fell into eternal blood mutilation, which was regarded as revenge for the curse of the female adventurer. In this case, the evil knight was born and the brilliant knight was born. All this was caused by the man in that year. "

"I\'m sorry, but how long has the castle existed? As far as I know, the brilliant knight and evil knight have existed in extremely ancient times. Moreover, the origin of the evil knight you said is very different from the records in my inheritance." Kukas coughed a few times, looked strangely at the woman wrapped in white smoke and retorted: "to tell you the truth, it\'s the first time I\'ve heard of you."

"Some things have been distorted and changed for a long time, and some ancient materials have been destroyed or sealed for various reasons. Few people know the real origin of the evil knight. Hehe! This castle has existed for too long. To tell the truth, I can\'t remember the specific time. In my family, this The legend of the castle fell from the sky. There is another saying that it was made by the first person in power. In short, after a long time, many statements have become contradictory, and many people and things have been forgotten. " The owner of the castle smiled in a low voice. Her voice didn\'t sound like the silver bell of ordinary girls, nor the rich emotion of the old people who have experienced the vicissitudes of life. There was only endless emptiness.

"Hey, hey! I don\'t care about history. You know, I\'m just a knight, not a scholar willing to study history." kukas shrugged and ended the conversation, changed the topic and asked about other things.

In this way, they talked in a low voice. Kukas knew a lot of secrets from the female owners of the castle. Some of these secrets he had never heard of, and some were different from those he saw in books. He didn\'t refute such secrets, but kept them in mind silently, because he didn\'t know when he would use them. Of course, it was just It\'s just a habit of him. After all, as a professional, I\'m still very interested in some things that happen between ancient professionals.

At the climax of the banquet, some professionals began to leave for dancing. After carefully observing kukas\'s body, the hostess gave up the plan to dance with him and jumped up with other professionals. With this opportunity, gladiators and gladiators got rid of the professionals around them and joined kukas again, but The crazy caster was still in the dark corner and couldn\'t get away at all.

"I found that we were right to come this time. The professionals who attended the banquet had too much knowledge. In such a short conversation, I solved seven or eight difficult problems that had plagued me for decades. Maybe we should stay here longer. Well, I hope the owner of the castle won\'t drive us away." the puppet master sighed: "A caster\'s research on flesh and blood puppets is really unpredictable. I believe that as long as I have a year to communicate with him, I will completely push out the bloody puppets of ancient times."

"I don\'t think it\'s possible, see? Some of the professionals have left, but no new guests have come." kukas rubbed his temples and said blankly: "you should hurry up to talk to them and maybe get more advice from them. I think the professionals here are at least level 8 or above."

"At least a ninth level professional. I saw an extremely old sign on a caster. The sign was ninth level. I asked him if the people here were like him, and he told me the answer in silence." The illusionist got up with a sigh and left. He should seize the time to get guidance from some powerful spell casters, so as to make his strength stronger.

Gladiators and gladiators did not delay much time here, and soon they left one by one. Kukas sat in his chair and silently watched the hostess of the castle dance in the crowd.

I don\'t know how long it took, the hostess stepped back from the crowd and came directly to kukas. She gracefully raised her glass, took a sip, and then looked down on kukas\'s finger. On that finger, there was a ring he got from the secret room of the underground world: Saur\'s sadness.

"I didn\'t expect you to get this ring. You\'re so lucky." the hostess directly reached out and touched the ring without kukas\'s consent. Under the hostess\'s touch, kukas couldn\'t afford to refuse.

"Is there anything strange about this ring?" feeling the woman\'s fingers across his fingers, his calm mind suddenly stirred up, and a desire rose from his heart. If his reason hadn\'t forcibly suppressed it, he really didn\'t know what he would do.

"This ring was made out of the blood of a descendant of the supreme existence. It\'s so strange that you don\'t understand it. Well, there is a strange plane and the rules deduced by the blood." the hostess sighed, and her voice sounded sad: "Let me help you! Under normal circumstances, you can\'t use the power of this ring without thirty or fifty years."

While talking, the hostess reached out to remove Sauer\'s sadness from kukas\'s injury. After she gently stroked the ring a few times, she threw it on kukas\'s back.

As soon as the ring fell on kukas\'s back, seven unreal and distorted images were drilled out of his back. These images were wound to form a dark curtain and float the ring in the air. After several circles on the dark curtain, the ring began to collapse, collapse a little, and then integrate into the seven virtual shadows a little.

Until the ring completely disappeared, kukas felt as if he was awake in a dream and realized what the hostess had done to herself. "Damn it, I\'ll kill you." At the thought of the disappearance of the magic prop that would help him most in the future, kukas was almost completely crazy. His anger burned his reason, made him forget the mystery of the woman in front of him, and made him forget what the other party had just said. With a low roar, he wanted to jump up and kill the other party.

"Hush! Be quiet." the hostess put out her tender little hand and put it in front of her mouth and whispered, "they are all attending the banquet. Don\'t bother them. Well, you should feel your seven sins! I think they will give you some tips." While talking, the woman stretched out her hand to point out to kukas, but suddenly forced all his mind into the fighting space.

Kukas didn\'t see the woman\'s movements at all. He just roared out and felt his heart tremble. Then the whole person appeared in his fighting space.

As soon as his mind entered the fighting space, he found that the cracks in his space were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. The huge thirteen awn star altar sent out bursts of roars, and the whole fighting space began to tremble slightly and expand around.

A lot of evil fighting spirit flew out of the altar. They collided and exploded in the air, forming light bands and injected into the surrounding space wall. At the same time, a lot of information directly appeared in his fighting space. These information condensed into strange words and branded them on his altar. Although he didn\'t know those words, he clearly felt them The huge amount of information made his mind unbearable for a time. Fortunately, the altar kept turning, which forced the crazy infusion of information again and again.