Just when Dear Knight made up his mind to prepare for a battle with the Earl, his face suddenly changed, and he found that the new consciousness had not disappeared, but had been inexplicably lifted from the seal. The reason why he didn't sense the newborn consciousness just now was because the newborn consciousness cunningly disguised itself as a part of his soul.

When Dear Knight's fighting heart began to burn, the whole soul began to throb, but the new consciousness did not follow up in time, so the flaw was revealed and was detected by Dear Knight.

Aware of this, Dear Knight immediately dispelled the idea of starting a war with the Earl, he was almost sure that the seal of the Rebirth Consciousness was broken by the Earl, and he could not guarantee whether the Count and the Reborn Consciousness reached any agreement at the moment of contact, whether the Renascent Consciousness would jump out and make trouble when he and the Count were at war, or even take the opportunity to regain control of his body with him...... Everything was fraught with uncertainties, and the outcome was almost destined to be against Dear Knight, so Dear Knight wisely backed down.

"Wise choice, old friend. The Earl read what he meant from Dear Knight's eyes, and in order to avoid embarrassment to him, and then to act irrationally, the Earl wisely did not break it, but made a gesture of please: "I owe you a favor." When I have the next chance, I will definitely accompany you to fight. ”

Dearnet nodded at the Earl, and after taking a deep look at Alfie, he flapped his wings and flew high into the air, and when his speed gradually reached the limit, a spatial crack appeared in front of him, and the black dragon plunged into it and completely disappeared from the misty forest space.

The black dragon Dear Knight actually retreated without a fight! Countless galloping demonic beasts swept through everyone's hearts, and those who were as anxious as Zambit had already begun to curse: "What a magic gold holy domain! At such a time, the black dragon was actually cowardly!"

"What do you know! Dear Knight is a black dragon who knows the times!'Dragon Slayer' troll warrior, our account will be settled later!" The black dragon in the turbulence of time and space happened to stop Zambit's insult word for word before the space passage was closed, and made a ruthless note in his heart.

"You're bluffing, aren't you?" asked Alfie, staring at the Count. He had already stood up with Martina's support.

"So what, and what if not?" asked the Earl haughtily, "whatever Durnet chooses, you will all die." I let him go just because I didn't want to make a fuss. ”

"Maybe we still have a chance to negotiate?" said Alfie, stalling for time, racking her brains for a way out.

"Will you negotiate with the robbers who break into your house and rob you?" said the Earl, choking Alfie speechless.

The Earl was right, from the Earl's point of view, they were indeed robbers who had broken into Wickburg.

"Don't put gold on your face! we've come to We're here to bring down you, the Bloodline Count, who does all the evil!" shouted the great troll warrior with enthusiasm.

"Speaking of Wycoburg, I want to thank you. With a wave of his hand, the Count sent a ripple around them, and after the familiar feeling of weightlessness, they found themselves on a towering platform. Judging from the red and blue moons in the sky, at this moment, they returned from the misty forest space to the continent of Eliat.

As far as Earl Chong's weighty spatial traversal ability is concerned, his strength at this time is definitely above that of the Black Dragon Deer Knight, and he can only do this if he is extremely familiar with the laws of space.

"In return for helping me restore Fort Wicoburg to its former glory, I can give you a moment to admire how majestic the newborn Fort Wico is!" said the Earl, who had the air of a king, pointed to the surrounding buildings and said proudly.

Only then did everyone notice that they should be on top of the highest tower of Wycoburg, and the rebuilt Wycoburg under their feet re-released its simple and majestic momentum.

Rebuilt by absorbing the energy generated by the crowd in the Heart of Defense One Break, Wickeborg is comparable to a small city, covering an area far larger than everyone imagined. The ruins of the castle on the top of the hill they had seen before were actually only a small part of the castle's fruit.

The entire Wick Fort is magnificent, and the castle is halfway up the hill to the extent of the castle: moats, drawbridges, ramparts, turrets, fortresses, castles, and even extensive training grounds and barracks. It is no exaggeration to say that the whole of Wickobaut is a war machine. Of course, in addition to these buildings used for war, Wicoburg also has a back garden, a lake in the city, a granary, a cemetery and other living facilities, even if it is surrounded by heavy soldiers, everything in the castle is enough for the people to hold on for years.

The castle's gate is carved into the shape of a hideous bat's head, and the mouth of the bat with two tusks exposed is a solid gate, and the architectural style of the gate alone can show the identity of the castle's owner.

The hard granite walls of Wickebor are intricately carved into the walls of Wickau, making it difficult to inflict real damage with either physical or magical attacks. It is no wonder that when the count took the initiative to abandon the defense, it still took three days and millions of troops from the four major legions to completely destroy Wycoburg.

The arrow towers scattered throughout the city walls also serve as watchtowers, and the dense archery ports allow for fire from different angles and allow the sappers to be properly protected when firing.

At the four corners of the city walls were stout fortresses that could garrison a large number of soldiers when war came.

As the center of the entire Wwickburg area, Wyckburg is a huge castle with a complex structure, surrounded by various defensive buildings, and the main body of the castle is guarded in the center.

"Take a good look at such an all-round fortress that combines offense and defense. If I hadn't listened to Augusta's demagogy and gave up, Fred would never have been so easy to break through here!" said the Earl, full of pride.

"But it's not completely destroyed?" muttered the dead troll warrior.

"That's why I want to thank you, without your reckless banditry, Defensive Heart One wouldn't have been able to absorb enough energy to restore Wickobel to its former form. The Count's thin lips hung into a sarcastic smile.

Alfie felt a pain in her liver after listening to the Count's words, all this energy was contributed by them, and there was no doubt that this was a shameful act of the enemy.

"I knew that Fred idiot couldn't do anything, and with a heavy army, he would still bring Wickburg back to life. Rebecca grumbled softly. At that time, Otto the Great was willing to make Rebecca the heir to the throne rather than pass the throne to Fred, which saw his weakness of being fierce and timid.

"Huh? I just thought about it. The Count's figure suddenly appeared beside Rebecca, and he lifted her chin with his hand to look at it carefully, "You are the evil seed that Otto left behind?"