The sound of breaking through the air came from behind him, accompanied by the beating of clothes coming from the left and right sides. The rising red light was then replaced by a black shadow from that direction just before it fluctuated.
, and then Duan Qing dodged it with a short body roll. The sharp knife light left a shallow mark on the edge of the gray-robed magician's silhouette, but it did not hit him who was holding a person in his arms.
There is no impact on speed, although this speed is almost so slow that they can catch up at will from the perspective of the pursuing cannons and others.
With his physical condition and the state of holding a person in his arms, there is no way he can escape from this group of people. This is what Duan Qing came to the conclusion in his heart when he rushed out of the encirclement by luck.
"So just achieving the goal is enough."
With these words in his mouth, Duan Qing, who gritted his teeth and rolled over again, slapped the sudden force on a piece of gravel in the hall that had fallen to the ground early, and then the rustling gravel that continued to fall from above also appeared.
He saw the figure of the player changing direction and threw himself towards the center of the hall on the side behind him. The predicted blocking attack failed, and the cannon that had already run ahead let out an angry loud roar.
Roar, the black smoke barrier from Wutian Arhat had already appeared in front of the light pillar, and it fell towards Duan Qing as if it had been expected: "You are still planning to take advantage of the chaos to get in? What a beautiful idea.
!”
The corrosive scoffing sound covered Duan Qing's left and right sides, giving the grey-robed magician a bit of painful endurance in his panting voice. His running speed did not slow down, and then he let out a loud roar and met the oncoming enemy.
The coming bald bodies bumped into each other heavily: "I'm a newbie! The equipment on me has almost no bonuses!"
"Whether it is strength or agility, it will not be affected at all!"
A dull sound of impact and a grunt of pain echoed inside the black smoke, and then three rolled bodies slid out from one side, knocking over the monk with the inertial mass of the two people.
Duan Qing then struggled to get up from the ground. He wanted to move forward again but was stopped in place by the stab of the dagger: "Pfft!"
A large mouthful of blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth. He held Xue Ling Huan Bing and staggered forward a few steps again. The movement he wanted to throw also lost its original accuracy with the loss of power in his body, and along with it, he lost his center of gravity.
The body leaned to the side and went out: "Damn... evil..."
"So the previous series of wonderful reasonings were all designed to divert our attention for a moment, right?"
Then the vague sound of applause came from the ears that had become a little blurry, and the deliberate praise of Liangchen Meiyu who was gradually approaching: "It's a pity. If you just want to escape, we might be a little afraid, but you are still
Trying to get back in vain"
"We, who are responsible for guarding this area, no matter how stupid we are, will not just watch you succeed."
He glanced at the red light door behind him that still hadn't disappeared, and then slowly drew out his long sword: "Okay, can I send you on the road together?"
"Ahem, cough!" With blood still flowing from the corner of his mouth, Duan Qing struggled to turn his weak head: "If... I die, that door will really... disappear..."
"How can such delaying tactics still be effective now." Liangchen Meiyu shook her head: "Go to hell and get out of this place."
"I will take care of your Snow Spirit Huanbing for you." He moved closer to Duan Qing, and his deliberately lowered voice was full of evil connotations: "I can guarantee that when she appears in front of you again
When that time comes, she will become what I ideally look like again... Haha, hahahaha! Hahahahahaha."
"Stop it, my good fortune."
The warning voice then echoed over the hall, instantly interrupting Liangchen Meiyu's laughter. The figure belonging to Yangtze River No. 7 then vaguely appeared in the corner of Duan Qing's blurred vision, slowly filling the corner of the field of vision with red light.
He took over and said, "Leave these two people to us, we don't need you to intervene."
"What did you say?" Liangchen Meiyu turned around, her eyes full of ferocity and evil: "Are you sure?"
"Of course I'm sure." Frowning his brows tightly, Yangtze River No. 7 gestured to the returning Tupao and others: "You haven't explained what you just said clearly. You still have big problems.
Until your suspicion is eliminated, we will not let you easily interfere with the next actions of our Knights Templar."
"Including that door, please stay away from me!" He pointed at the opponent's movement to retreat, and warned loudly: "I want to rely on the power of that part of the earth to take possession of the stolen magical energy.
?Hmph, don’t think I didn’t see your wishful thinking!”
"I said...it's already this time, can you please stop saying such nonsense?" The long sword in his hand drew a sword flower, and Liangchen Meiyu's rather handsome face also became more beautiful with the raised eyelids.
He became much more gloomy: "Or maybe you just wanted to cause trouble for me from the beginning? If you want to cause trouble, just say so."
"Don't forget your identity, Liangchenmeiyu." Yangtze River No. 7 also raised the long sword in his hand: "Are you going to publicly declare your rebellion? You are a waste who works as a second- and fifth-grade boy every day?"
"...It's as if you dare to enter with confidence."
Narrowing his eyes, Liangchen Meiyu's eyes became cloudy and uncertain. The anger he originally showed also slowly disappeared with the slight movement of his left hand in his arms, and even his head
He lowered his voice slowly: "Okay, now that you are the captain, the opportunity to taste the first cup of soup is naturally yours."
"Let me stay away from you, so as not to be affected by traps and explosions." He put on a smile on his face and took two steps back: "Finally, I suggest you move a little faster, because
Even if I don't take action, this guy will die from excessive blood loss."
[Energy overload rate: 67%]
"That's my last question."
The action he wanted to take was held back in mid-air, and the face of the player named Yangtze River No. 7 gradually turned dark. He first glanced in the direction of the still motionless Snow Spirit Huan Bing, and then touched it with his sword.
Duan Qing thought: "You only have this last chance. What door did you open? What is inside the door?"
"Inside the door... is a different world." Duan Qing replied in a weak voice: "The specific situation... should change, but... as long as you can get through, you can... get... this piece of land.
control..."
"Control of the earth's veins?" Looking up at the red beam of light so close at hand, a sense of distrust appeared on Yangtze River No. 7's face: "How is this possible? If it is the control of the magic beacon, I would
I still believe a little bit.”
"You can... put it this way." The corners of Duan Qing's blood-covered mouth turned up slightly: "If you don't believe it."
"You will know after you go in and take a look."
The last smooth voice did not come from Duan Qing's mouth, but appeared in another corner of the rotunda. A faint sound appeared between the gravel that kept falling due to the battle above.
His figure, his idle hands were resting between his crouching knees: "Am I right, Brother Duanshui?"
"You, who are you?"
After hurriedly alerting the surroundings of the red light pillar, the people of Yangtze River No. 7, who had become very nervous, worked hard to identify the unknown visitor who suddenly appeared here: "Who is here? Tell me your name!"
"It doesn't really matter who I am."
The ragged image appeared for a moment between the red light and the falling rocks, and the player's reply also brought a bit of a smile: "After all, this is a forbidden magic realm. People like me can't survive in this environment.
He has almost no fighting power, and the reason why he appears here is just to see the final result of this scene."
"No visitors are allowed here." The silence lasted for a moment between the two opposing parties, and then was broken again with the sound of cannon: "No matter which side you are from, we will kill you now."
"If you were afraid of being killed, why did I remind you before?" Still in a relaxed tone, the voice raised his hand: "But the time it takes to recover your physical strength is about ten seconds. In order to give you another chance
, my life, Yuan Meng, seems to be nothing."
"Don't you think so?" He waved his hand forward: "How long will I have to lie down?"
"Varied"
Before the surprised voice came out of Yangtze River No. 7's mouth, Xue Ling Huan Bing, who was lying motionless on the ground, suddenly opened her eyes, and the scattered sword energy accompanied her sudden swing of her arms, clinging to the ground.
Shooting towards the surroundings: "Flying flowers, snow and moon!"
The ear-piercing sword whistling and screams then echoed around the red space, accompanied by the bright white light whose flying long hair suddenly flashed across everyone's eyes, and the cold blood of Xue Ling Huan Bing, who still had blood stains on the corners of his mouth.
His eyes then appeared at the edge of the red light beam, and his steps and waving movements that he wanted to move forward were stopped by Liangchen Meiyu who was guarding there: "It's still Fei Hua Xue Yue Sword! But don't forget me."
"Since you value me so much, then find someone else."
The forward figure suddenly braked, and the long sword that Xue Ling Huan Bing was swinging suddenly retracted. The sideways posture suddenly contracted with the extension of her other arm hidden behind, and she did not know when she would lift it.
The other body in the hand was thrown out instantly: "You don't believe it to be honest?"
"Then let me demonstrate it to you."
The figure in gray robe flashed past the side of Liangchen Meiyu with a panicked posture, and with everyone's gaze and screams, he instantly disappeared into the red light door behind him, and the charred body with a sneer then broke through instantly.
He hit the other side of the light pillar and fell to the floor of the hall on the other side as if he was joking with everyone.
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"The empire's reserve energy has been almost exhausted, and we have no more spare capacity to ensure more refugees."
"...Didn't you find more places?"
What's this?
Blurred consciousness mixed with blurred vision slowly appeared in front of Duan Qing, which made the player who was already on the verge of death even worse at distinguishing. When he noticed some strange phenomena, he tried to open his eyes wide.
The voice coming from his eyes and ears gradually became clearer: "The research of the Ministry of Magic still has not made any progress, and it is almost impossible to achieve large-scale transfer."
"After all, we have been behind for a whole thousand years. It is almost impossible to regain those technologies and resources."
In the surrealist-style room, shadowy figures were sitting together. Duan Qing, who could not distinguish their faces, could only look at them steadily, as if he was watching everything happening here in this way:
"Is the hope... still too slim?"
"What should we do, sir."
"...Start the final plan and follow the final revelation left by Elder Jinon."
In the hazy scene, one of the men sitting among the group of people stood up quietly: "Believe in the prophecy, he will definitely lead our Tadaya clan out of this sea of suffering."
As if encountering ripples on the water, the scene instantly disappeared in the shaking vision. A white-haired middle-aged man wrapped in black armor then appeared in the center of another scene with his hands behind his hands.
, quietly looking at the noisy city below with countless trams speeding back and forth: "A city so full of power and future should be destroyed in such a world... It is really an unfair fate."
"Perhaps it is precisely because of the existence of the empire that this land will use such desperate means to cut off its own destiny." The figure on the side replied in a low voice: "But we believe that as long as the elders protect us, the people here will
We don’t have to endure the sins that we and our ancestors created in order to continue to exist.”
"At this point, I don't know if this choice is correct." The armor made of unknown materials rubbed and made an indistinguishable sound. The middle-aged man slowly raised his hands: "I hope you will
Can continue to thrive in the past and future, so that my people can survive for a while."
"Sir! Elder! It's not good!" A loud report echoed around the two people, accompanied by several figures who hurriedly stepped onto the stage: "'Collapse' is approaching! It will start soon.
Already! We”
A heavy roar then came from in front of everyone, making the sunset that was splashing down above everyone's heads appear bright red. A huge vibration that could make people stop breathing also appeared directly below the sunset.
, carrying smoke and dust rising all over the sky, it invaded the edge of the city that could be seen from this high platform. Panic shouts and sirens soaring into the sky then rose in every corner of the city, accompanying it.
There is also the light condensed between the hands of the white-haired middle-aged man standing in the center of the high platform. The faint sound of bells and funnel-shaped clouds also follow the appearance of this light and slowly rise over the city that is about to suffer disaster.
It slowly reverberated, and finally evolved into a huge pillar of light that reached the sky, and together with the magical brilliance like a shield, enveloped the entire city.
The next moment, Duan Qing's body passed through the gradually turning red light beam, and then fell heavily to the ground.
This chapter has been completed!