"This is... your last bargaining chip?"
The burst of red light once again swept around the entire hall, and at the same time covered up the faint sounds of fighting coming from above into the rumbling shock waves. The Knights Templar surrounding the hall
The player then put away his surprised expression and looked at Duan Qing who was lying on the other side of the hall with disdainful eyes: "It looks like he's been roasted."
"Duan Qing!"
After shouting out the name, Xue Ling Huan Bing staggered over and then reached out to lift up the charred body that fell on the ground: "You, how are you? How could this happen?"
"It seems that the guy you love cheated on you."
The colorful sword light kept spitting out behind her, and Liangchen Meiyu, who came forward, took the lead in answering Xue Ling Huan Bing's question: "Not only is there no miracle, even the last door is an attempt to let the living person go.
A trap where people serve as sacrifices.”
"If it hadn't been for your last 'inspiration' and let this guy eat the last bitter pill, this charred body might have been you." At this point, he laughed again and pointed.
The sword tip on Xue Ling Huan Bing's back also kept trembling: "Look, look! This is the nature of men! No one knows what the final result will be until the last moment.
People know”
"How surprising the truth will be!"
The laughing body pressed down hard, and thrust the trembling sword tip in the direction of Xue Ling Huan Bing and Duan Qing. The colorful edge that appeared then rolled away from the two of them as Xue Ling Huan Bing struggled with all his strength.
The bodies passing each other passed each other, and the strong wind blew the bodies hugging each other away together into the distance. The legs were shaking constantly, and the Snow Spirit Huanbing, who was carrying two puncture wounds and was seriously injured, followed.
He stood up slowly with his long sword in his hand. His posture still blocking Duan Qing's body did not waver at this time. His eyes looking forward were full of awe and determination: "It's useless, no matter what."
No matter how you confuse people, I will only believe his words."
"Poor woman, it seems you still have no intention of giving up." As the Templar Knights gradually gathered around and approached, Liangchen Meiyu's laughter still did not stop: "The men behind you are now being tested by your own hands.
The cargo turned out to be a corpse, what else do you have to believe?"
"This may be my mistake. I forgot about the condition of 'control of earth veins.'" His face darkened for a moment, and Xue Ling Huan Bing's posture of standing with the sword became straight again: "But I still
Believe him, he will definitely not die in battle like this! Even if the plan here fails..."
"I also want to take him back alive!"
The cold words turned into cold sword energy, which suddenly spread out in a spiral direction along the direction of the snow spirit phantom ice. The fine sword shadows like flying snow in winter were no less powerful than those that erupted in the center of the hall before.
The momentum drove away the dodging gestures of the approaching players. He gritted his teeth and looked at the disgusting outline that vaguely appeared on the opposite side of the fine sword energy. Xueling Huanbing, whose aura was on the verge of weakness, then turned around and hugged Duan.
Qing's body, the footsteps that wanted to run, stopped in mid-air the next moment, and were stopped by two daggers that flashed across the place instantly: "...Akang! Well done!"
After shouting out the words to praise his fastest team member, Yangtze River No. 7, which caught up later, also raised his long sword again: "You dare to tease me over and over again, it's time to make you pay the price."
"Is this the end of the story?"
A low voice then sounded next to him, accompanied by a long steel stick passing across it: "I found a VIP seat and waited for so long, not to watch this kind of farce."
"It's you?"
Looking at the ordinary metal long stick that blocked his long sword and the ragged magician figure behind the long stick, Yangtze River No. 7's eyes became gloomy again: "Yuemeng! Do you also want to fight with us?
An enemy? Do you know your own worth?"
"Who are you? I know you very well?"
Just like a beggar finally took out the weapon that a beggar should have, Yue Meng retreated in front of Xue Ling Huan Bing and then slammed the long stick she put away on the ground: "Don't say it as if I will definitely be afraid of you.
Similarly, although I am a magician now, magicians can also fight in close combat and have a weapon like a 'staff'."
"Only based on your weak magician attributes and this iron rod?" The cannon who came forward looked at the guy in Yumeng's hand with disdain: "Don't say it's just the five of us, let Akang come out to challenge
You, I’m afraid you can’t beat me either.”
"I know, I know." Yanmeng, who pushed his hands and blocked the front, still had a nonchalant look on his face: "But after all, I am someone who has been taken care of by them for a long time, and my own purpose is still there.
It has not been achieved, no matter what the considerations are.”
"I can't let this scene end easily."
He stretched out his finger and pointed to the sky above the rotunda as if casting a spell. Then, as if catering to his movement, a violent explosion suddenly appeared on the high side of the cylindrical hall.
On the wall: "What, what's going on?"
"A magician must have arrangements made by the magician in advance, you bastards."
A rain of gravel that was even finer than before appeared in front of everyone, accompanied by an increasingly harsh warning sound coming from the center of the red light: "What's more, I have already seen that you want to get through.
How can we not take advantage of this moment to do something about the plan for the earth connection between the two countries?"
"Oops, oops." As if remembering some key issue, Yangtze River No. 7 suddenly turned back and looked in the other direction of the hall: "Those magic arrays! Go check the situation over there!"
"We are not professionals. There is no use in looking at it." None of the Tupao and the others who were looking at each other in the surroundings made any move, but a low mocking sound from Liangchen Meiyu came from one side.
: "The whereabouts of Ravoford are unknown, and who can understand the magical structure here? Even if someone does damage it, we don't have the ability to repair it."
"Look, look, these laymen who don't understand magic theory." Laughing and pointing in the direction of the people in front, Yun Meng's laughter still didn't stop: "To deal with these self-righteous high-level players, it's best to
The best way is to look at their helpless expressions, hahahaha!"
"And you should understand this truth." He suddenly stopped laughing, and at the same time blocked the attacks from the two daggers on his back: "The more sophisticated the instruments and plans, the less they can withstand the small
If there is a problem in one place or link, it may lead to a series of subsequent collapses."
"I can guarantee that your efforts here have been in vain." There were a few more scratches on his body, and the body that retreated with blood splattering then made an increasingly proud voice: "If you don't plan to stop,
If you don’t suffer any loss, but continue to entangle us here.”
"Then you just watch with helpless eyes where you, the self-righteous elite players, start to fail."
Another explosion from above appeared above everyone's heads, setting off against the bright and dazzling red light. A black shadow quickly appeared in front of a large number of people who looked up.
Between the falling rocks, a black light intersected with a black shadow floating there. Angry shouts then sounded from the direction of the black shadow, and it sounded like Pa was fighting with Furla there.
Mir was filled with boundless anger for some reason, but the dragon lady who was fighting with him now broke away from the high-altitude wall, and fell freely downwards with her unfixed body: "...
…It is also the power of destiny.”
"No wonder even I can't see through the future of this place."
A heavy sound of falling to the ground then appeared in the center of the crowd, knocking everyone including Liangchen Meiyu away. Fulla, whose limbs were gradually retracting her dragon form, slowly stood up in the deep hole.
, and at the same time gathered up his slightly burnt golden robe and long golden hair: "And you adventurers too."
"Your Excellency Fula!" Xueling Huanbing, who was also knocked to the corner and struggled to get up, then hurriedly exposed Duan Qing who was protecting him behind him: "Please save him! Duan Qing, Duan Qing, him
…”
"I have noticed his existence just now. He will not die easily."
The sound of breaking through the air then sounded in Xue Ling Huan Bing's ears, and along with it was Fulla's body that suddenly appeared behind her. She ignored Xue Ling Huan Bing and looked up and down at the charred body in front of her.
The golden pupils also shone with an increasingly obvious light of excitement: "But... interesting, very interesting."
"The boss has fallen! Attack!"
The loud shouts of Liangchen Meiyu rang out from the surrounding area where the shaking smoke and dust had not dispersed, and the colorful sword blade he leaped high into the air: "She must have been weakened! That's it now!"
"These annoying bugs." Furla frowned and squatted beside Duan Qing. Her long golden hair began to flutter one by one: "You are the best."
"Learn to assess the situation."
The slender arm raised back suddenly merged with the golden robe wrapped around it, and then expanded into a terrifying dragon-shaped claw behind Furla. The sharp claw tip then drove the surrounding solidified and compressed air together.
Drawing down, the long sword that Liangchen Meiyu was guarding in front of her chest instantly crossed each other. The power gap between different races was also vividly displayed at this moment. Compared with the giant claw, the humanoid body was very small.
There was no room to hide. Liangchen Meiyu, who was swatted away like a fly, then rolled over and left a deep mark on the ground. He wanted to get up and roared with anger, but the next moment he was hit by a sword blade that appeared in front of him.
Suo interrupted: "How dare you?"
"...嘁." The voice of spitting appeared vaguely after the loud collision of metal, accompanied by the figure of a swordsman player who turned over and out of the attack range of Liangchen Meiyu after a failed sneak attack: "Such a good opportunity, what a pity.
Already."
"Free to fly."
After whispering the name, Liangchen Meiyu, whose eyes were splitting, took a long time to suppress the anger in her heart: "So you are here too. You and your traitors from the Wings of Freedom must be nearby now.
,Is it?"
"How could we not be present at such a grand occasion?" Seeing the vigilance of the other party who kept looking around, Freefly stood up and chuckled with a bit of joy in his voice: "Don't worry, they
They will come out to greet you one by one soon."
"The situation has changed! Be alert!" The voice belonging to Yangtze River No. 7 then lit up in everyone's ears, and the figures of several Knights Templar players quickly shrank back toward the center of the hall where the red light pillar was: "
Hold on to the beacon! As long as you can hold on until the ceremony is completed..."
"Victory is still ours!"
Under the one after another responses, several more sword attacks appeared in various corners of the hall, and the figures of some unknown players who emerged from nowhere also appeared at the entrances of those halls.
With their own shouts of killing, they rushed in the direction of the Yangtze River No. 7 people. Looking at the silhouettes of those slightly familiar players, Xue Ling Huan Bing, who was sitting in the corner, also revealed his rather complicated thoughts.
Her expression slowly faded away, and she looked at Fulla's back, who also had no intention of taking action, slowly returning to human form, and her voice became anxious again: "How are you doing, Your Excellency Fulla?"
"...I still remember you." Without answering the other party's question immediately, Fula's eyes lingered on the dragon tooth sword in Xue Ling Huan Bing's hand for a moment: "You were the one who was with him at that time, right.
"
"Yes." Tightening the hilt of the sword in his hand, Xue Ling Huan Bing hurriedly nodded his head: "Please be sure to save him, he can't die easily anymore."
"The child of destiny will not die easily. This is the word of God that has been passed down to our Golden Dragon Clan for a long time." Turning her eyes back to Duan Qing in front of her, Fula's answer once again returned to an emotionless tone: "
But I don’t have time to take care of him now, my mission has not been completed yet.”
"We have discovered the real secret of this area, and it is precisely to solve this problem that we have come so far." Sensing the opponent's intention to join the battle above again, Xueling Huanbing hurriedly grabbed the opponent's hand:
"Your rescue will definitely be rewarded. He...he will definitely be able to help you, right?"
"This can indeed be a reason to impress me." Looking back at Xue Ling Huan Bing's face, a strange smile appeared between Fula's slender eyebrows: "But it's not his turn now.
I'm here to help."
"He is not dead, he is just undergoing transformation."
This chapter has been completed!