In Windsor Castle on the outskirts of the imperial capital, not long after the Duke of Brydon placed the magic teleportation box on the sarcophagus, he saw that the magic pattern on the magic teleportation box began to flash golden again, and it was obvious that the owner of the other magic teleportation box was teleporting something to this side.

Duke Brydon's mood was tense again, and he didn't know what order Rey III would send this time.

The magic teleportation box didn't work for long, and after a few breaths, the golden light on the magic pattern began to slowly dissipate, and according to previous experience, the transmission had been completed at this time.

Brydon glanced at the sky hesitantly, it was almost midnight, and the red and blue moons had begun to converge in the middle of the sky, according to the previous instructions, this should be the time for the unsealing ceremony to begin, he didn't know if the newly arrived instructions would affect the unsealing ceremony when he got closer to the magic teleportation box now.

Just as Bryden hesitated, a sudden burst of magic messenger box, an incredibly powerful force leaked out of it, instantly grabbing Brydon in it, making him unable to move again.

In Brydon's horrified gaze, black blood slowly flowed from the bottom of the magic teleportation box, accompanied by a fishy aura, slowly spreading to the surrounding sarcophagus with the magic teleportation box as the center.

Brydon noticed that some of the black blood on the sarcophagus had appeared where it had not existed, and as soon as these patterns appeared, they began to react strangely with the black blood flowing through them. An incredibly powerful green energy became visible to the naked eye, like a torrent of black blood rolling and stirring on the demon pattern.

As the range of black blood gradually spread to the entire surface of the sarcophagus, the magic patterns were all revealed, and at this time, the green energy gradually merged into the black blood, slowly diluting it, and finally turning into a liquid that was almost dark green.

The villain originally depicted on the sarcophagus was covered with this dark green liquid, and it seemed to come to life, punching and kicking and doing all kinds of actions of unknown meaning, and sometimes changing into the appearance of various magical beasts.

Brydon's eyes widened in surprise at this miraculous scene, but when he looked closely, he found that the villain still maintained the same prayer movement of his hands to the sky as before, which was just dazzling to him before.

At this moment, the two gems representing the red and blue moons on the sarcophagus suddenly flipped over, revealing two holes that concealed them, and the dark green liquid was immediately slowly poured into the sarcophagus along the small holes.

As the dark green liquid continued to be injected, the entire Windsor Castle was surrounded by a strange energy fluctuation, and the source of the energy fluctuation was inside the sarcophagus.

As this energy fluctuation continued to increase, countless spatial cracks began to appear around the castle, and the aura of death full of corruption and decay overflowed from the spatial cracks, surging towards the sarcophagus like a tide, as if to tear the contents of the sarcophagus to pieces before they could come out.

However, the sarcophagus wrapped in dark green liquid is like an impregnable fortress, and it remains untouched no matter how the tide of death breaths hits.

Brydon was now next to the sarcophagus, sandwiched between the death current and the dark green liquid, every impact of the death current on the sarcophagus would flow through his body, but after a moment it would be repelled by the dark green liquid, so Brydon saw the terrifying scene released on his body: when the death current passed through his body, his body immediately quickly aged and dried up, as if he would turn into a skeleton and die completely in the next moment, and at the same time, the feeling of weakness accompanied by severe pain invaded his nerves, making him become painful.

However, in the next moment, when the dark green energy repelled the tide of death and washed his body, the vitality of vitality would instantly fill his whole body, driving away the pain while also filling every cell of his body with vitality, and at that moment he seemed to return to the youngest and strongest youth.

In this way, the two forces of aging and new life manifested themselves in Brydon, and he became miserable, and now there is only one hope in Brydon's heart, and that is to let this pain end sooner. Of course, he still has a little extravagant hope in his heart, that is, when the competition stops, it is best to let his body stay in the moment of youth......

In the Imperial Military Department, in the staff room, it was the young guard Pat who hurriedly came to report, but this time his face became extremely ugly.

"You mean to detect the emergence of two huge energies comparable to the Sanctuary?" Marquis Douglas came to the map of the imperial capital with a grim face after listening to Pat's stammering report, "Desolate Lands and Windsor Castle?"

The Marquis's gaze kept wandering between the two locations on the map, one in the northern suburbs of the Imperial Capital, and the other in the western part of the Imperial Capital, and it was impossible to see any connection between the two from the location alone, but the Marquis believed that the two huge energies that appeared in the two places at the same time were definitely intrinsically related. All he needs to do now is find the key.

"Windsor Castle has had only a brief splendor since its completion, and is now a land of no one to care about, and the desolate land has been decaying since the Cataclysm, and the relationship between the two is ......," the Marquis felt vaguely grasping something.

"Both are equally desolate, and no one usually goes at all!" said Pat, as he heard the Count's muttering.

"That's right!" the Marquis glanced at Pat appreciatively, "Is there any information on two places lately?"

"There is nothing in the desolate place, but I heard that His Majesty has sent the Duke of Brydon to Windsor Castle today as a gatekeeper. Pat racked his brains to search for the relevant information in his mind, he knew that his cleverness had attracted the attention of the Marquis just now, and now as long as he performed a little better, he could not fail to make a big improvement, no matter what, he had to seize this opportunity.

"The O'Bright family!" the Marquis snorted coldly, "After the last blow, I don't know how to rein, and it's only been a long time before I start stirring up the wind and rain again! This time I'll see how that old fox from Bryden explains, the herald-"

The marquis had just said half of what he had said, and suddenly thought of the inexplicable edict in the evening, and his brows couldn't help frowning, could it be that this was the arrangement of His Majesty the Emperor?

The marquis hesitated for a moment and asked, "Is there any news from the palace?"

"Since the decree in the evening, there has been no movement in the palace. Pat replied in a loud voice, without the slightest hesitation. All communication channels from the palace to the outside world were under the watchful eye of the military headquarters, as even Rey III knew about it.

"Just because we didn't see it doesn't mean they can't do it. The Marquis lifted open the corner of the curtain and looked in the direction of the palace, which was once brightly lit in only a few places, and looked particularly gloomy, as if to prove that it was not a rumor that Rey III was terminally ill.

However, in the eyes of Marquis Douglas, the lonely palace is clearly a giant beast in dormancy.