Silent calm once again fell around Duan Qing and others, as if the wind with strange power just now had strangled all the shouts of death nearby, and the shadow mage who left behind the intention to drive away seemed not to
Wanting to speak again was like completely isolating his hut from the world. The uneasiness in his heart became bigger and bigger, and Duan Qing, who had been standing there for a long time, did not move away as Gardevoir asked.
He continued to follow Duan Qing's footsteps until Xueling Huanbing, who was wearing a black cloak, slowly walked to Duan Qing's side, and then he hesitated again and said: "That..."
"Are you okay?"
"..."
"If you encounter any difficulties, we..."
"..."
"...It seems that the kind magician you talk about has no intention of paying attention to us."
Sighing deeply, the first person to speak was Xue Ling Huan Bing beside Duan Qing. She took off her hood and somewhat helplessly tried to dissuade Duan Qing from shouting feebly: "Since Mr. Shadow Mage doesn't seem to have any intention."
Seriously, let’s leave early. There are still many problems in this city. If we continue to delay..."
"……All right."
Looking at the still swaying wooden door and the black energy still pouring out, Duan Qing nodded hesitantly, and in the retreating figure, his eyes that had been moving forward slowly turned away: "Then go first.
The next target, according to the previous plan, the next one should be Huskar’s tavern..."
"Huskar himself has been injured, and he is probably still trapped in the city lord's palace." Xue Ling Huan Bing, who put away the two swords, then responded: "Not to mention his own lair, even if he himself is still alive.
Living is a problem..."
"Uncle Smile and Jason's escort team have already rushed over in advance. I hope they can hold out for a while." Duan Qing replied in a low voice: "Although they have suffered serious losses now, we have too few troops on hand... You
What are you laughing at?"
"...Do you feel like a clever woman can't make a meal without rice again?"
"..."
"Do you have any ideas for manpower? To develop the Fool Adventure Group?"
"..."
"Okay, okay, no more joking, I know you hate guilds, but at this critical moment, you feel more at ease if you have someone under you... What's wrong with you?"
As if aware of the other party's depressed mood, Xue Ling Huan Bing finally did not continue her topic. However, when she turned her eyes back to Duan Qing again, she saw the other party clutching her chest tightly.
Action: "You, are you injured?"
"No, that's not right..."
Looking back at the black magic cabin behind him again, Duan Qing slowly knelt on the ground: "This unbearable feeling..."
"You were attacked?" Xue Ling Huan Bing held Duan Qing's arm tightly, looking back and forth between the alley and the hut: "Did the people who attacked these restorationists come back?"
"No, that's not the case, I..."
Duan Qing, who was still waiting to answer, suddenly lost his voice, and his eyes suddenly turned to the other side of the alley. Xue Ling Huan Bing, who had been paying attention to each other, also raised his head and looked in that direction, and then brought the figures of several players into his sight.
At the end: "You are..."
"Oh, what a coincidence."
The demon who had been trotting for a long time panted and stopped the teammates behind him, then shook his fist: "I didn't expect to meet you in this place..."
"... There should be no conflict between us, and we should not have any entangled interests." Feeling the trembling from Duan Qing's body, Xue Ling stood up with a cold voice: "If you want to find the Shadow Mage, she is now
…”
"We are from the Free City."
The red-haired man interrupted the other party's words with a wave of his hand, and then hid his grinning expression in his lowered head: "People in the Free City have always had a bad temper, because they like to complain and take revenge..."
"...The duel just now was for each one's own master. I think the second largest president in the world should be able to understand." Xue Ling Huanbing was silent for a while, and then continued: "If your association is here to protect the city, then
Our goals now should be the same..."
"so what?"
The scarred devil resurrected and smiled even louder, twisting his wrists and never stopped: "If you give up your enemy because of some righteous cause, then you are not the second best hero in the world? What's more..."
"You and the Wings of Freedom behind you are also the masterminds behind this war, right?"
The fiery red fist light turned into a rushing torrent, sweeping towards the depths of the alley with the blazing high temperature. Then, the sudden rise of icy cold air melted into each other, forming a strong wind of ice and fire.
, the players located near the center of the explosion were then blown away by the overflowing energy, and were instantly surrounded by clouds and mist composed of this sublimated steam. Deep in the alley, Duan Qing's voice rang again.
Get up: "Withdraw!"
"Now is not the time for a fight!"
"Dream! Don't even think about running away today!"
"Let me say... is your relationship with the Angry Maniac really that good? According to Liu Sheng's description, you are usually the one who is abused..."
"But that's our coach! Our big brother! How can you possibly understand the pain in his heart? You are an old and immortal monster who appears out of nowhere!"
The color of the flame continued to rotate in the mist, and finally twisted into a red tornado, and then with the fist of the hazy figure, it suddenly blasted in the direction of Duan Qing's voice: "Repent for what you have done.
!”
"Fire Dragon Fist!"
Bang!
Amidst the loud collision, a figure in a black cloak once again flashed in front of Duan Qing, who was still clutching his chest. As the snow spirit phantom ice raised up the frost, an ice-blue barrier blocked it like a shield.
On the other side of the whirlwind of flames: "There are many suffering people in this world, but they are not as fragile as you think..."
"Even if your coach can't accept these, they shouldn't be the reason for you to seek revenge." Her sword suddenly raised, sending the sound of melting ice and fire into the night sky again: "Otherwise... you will
Never make any progress."
"Sword...sword energy shaping?"
The demon resurrected by the energy did not refute the other party's words, but widened his eyes: "How is it possible? You...how did you do it?"
"You go first, Qingshan."
Raising his long sword again, Xueling Huanbing ignored his opponent's questions and said to Duan Qing without looking back: "Although I don't know what happened, but..."
"You should want to go back and take a look, right?"
"……Hey."
A helpless chuckle came out of his mouth as Duan Qing struggled to stand up: "I will try my best to be as fast as possible."
"Um."
The clash of swords mixed with unwilling roars once again sounded behind him. Duan Qing, clutching his chest, staggered back to the wooden house in the deepest part of the alley. Then, ignoring the corpses around him and the freezing air that penetrated his bones, he rushed forward resolutely.
After entering the black magic cabin, the surrounding noise completely disappeared, and the darkness when he first entered the place once again enveloped Duan Qing's senses. However, he felt the pain in his chest getting more and more, and he no longer had much energy.
Don’t worry about this anymore: “Strange…”
"There shouldn't be much interaction between us, but why...can I feel your pain, Mr. Shadow Mage?"
call--
The black wind that seemed to be able to freeze the soul once again passed by Duan Qing, completely freezing his body. With the influx of energy, the image of an old woman who was bound in place also appeared on the black screen.
Behind the cracked gap: "...He is really an adventurer who doesn't know how to advance or retreat."
"You..." Gritting his teeth and enduring the severe pain that gradually spread throughout his body, Duan Qing slowly opened his eyes: "You, what's wrong with you?"
"Farom Magic Array, also known as the 'Inverted Illusion'."
Looking expressionlessly at Duan Qing's face with raised hair, the wrinkled old woman replied in a low voice: "It is a forbidden technique that can transform the illusion according to the will of the person who set up the formation, thereby controlling the creatures in it.
The person will be tortured by the magic and lose control of their own energy. The controller can use this to turn the other person's magic into his own and guide it to where he wants..."
"You, are you being controlled?" Duan Qing said every word as if he was using all his strength: "Then do you still remember me now?"
"Of course I remember you, because I haven't lost myself."
The old woman with her hands hanging in the air let out a few feeble chuckles: "I am not influenced by the illusion in this magic circle, because as a weaver of destiny, I can clearly see my future.
These childish things...are not enough to disturb my mind."
"Yes, but why..."
"Because this is my destiny."
As if telling a common past event, the old woman said in a calm voice: "I should accept it."
"No...I don't understand..."
Amidst the increasingly intense roar of the soul in his ears, Duan Qing, who was like an ice sculpture, uttered a difficult voice: "Escape from the pursuit of the Diskaya Alliance and succumb to the threat of Oxen... You have sacrificed so much in order to survive until now.
There are so many things, but at this time... you have to give up resistance?"
"I can resist my own will, but I cannot resist the destiny."
The old woman who revealed her true face because of the falling of the black veil smiled: "Why did the Free Continent become what it is now? Why did the successors of the ancient magic empire always look forward to revival? Why did Oxon become the destiny?
A member of the community? Why would I... fall into their trap at this time?"
"Just like human beings will eventually face their own death, I cannot have the slightest resistance to the upcoming fate." Gardevoir said a bunch of inexplicable questions and tugged at his wrinkled face with the corner of his mouth: "Yes.
For us destiny weavers...meeting the given destiny is the ending we expect."
"You...can't believe..."
Duan Qing, who was about to be drowned by the screaming wind of his soul, shouted at the top of his lungs: "You can't believe this! Your own destiny...should be decided by yourself!"
"Maybe it is like this for adventurers." The old woman said in a calm voice: "But for us people... this is something we have always believed in."
"Please understand my calm mood now."
"No……"
Feeling the pain that had been gathering in his chest, Duan Qing, who was tightly entangled by countless black shadows, struggled violently: "You are lying..."
"If this is how you feel now, what is the sadness that fills my heart?"
An inexplicable aura began to emerge from his body, and terrifying veins began to spread on Duan Qing's forehead: "If you want to meet your destiny safely, you will not help us for free, nor will you tell us so
What a secret, and your own past... And it is precisely because your heart is still full of attachment to life and still has a glimmer of hope that you did not turn me into one of the corpses outside the house, but let me
Standing in front of you..."
"Living is better than anything else...these are your exact words!"
The creaking and frictional sound constantly filled every part of Duan Qing's body that was restrained, and at the same time, there was a loud roar of his resistance: "That void library... I haven't finished visiting it yet!"
"...You are not dead yet, just because your will to resist still exists."
Gardevoir was silent for a while, then slowly shook his head: "Besides... the magic circle set by Oxen is sucking out my life force, and the final ritual is irreversible."
"At least you should... tell me the truth." Duan Qing, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, gritted his teeth and whispered: "If you die... you have to die... do you understand?"
"...Forget it." Gardevoir paused for a moment, gasped and shook his head: "Oxon's purpose is very simple... he wants to activate the Star of Mornar."
"Morna...z..." Duan Qing, who seemed to have persisted to the end, his voice became distorted: "Please...details..."
"That is the legacy left by the magician named Molnar when the Free City was founded." Gardevoir simply replied: "This is what Oxon told me before he left. I don't know the specific purpose.
It’s clear, but it should be related to the contract established by the original pirates, because to activate that thing…all the keys to the Twelve Thrones are needed.”
"so……"
"I am the holder of one of the keys, and the magic power in my body... has also begun to flow to that central area."
Looking towards a certain direction in the cabin for a while, Gardevoir's old wrinkled face showed a smile again: "Whether it is because of Oxon's request or out of belief in fate, I will not resist him.
This arrangement was made to help him complete this ritual, but that guy still didn’t seem to have enough trust in me, so he had to use such an extreme method..."
"That's... just... I mean..." Duan Qing, who was gradually enveloped by Gardevoir's black energy, squeezed out the last bit of his voice: "As long as... it's stopped..."
"No, adventurer, there's nothing you can do to stop it."
Looking at his beloved cabin, Gardevoir smiled and shook his head: "And... the time has come."
call--
The cold roar then completely submerged the entire room, using black energy to once again block the line of sight between Duan Qing and the Shadow Mage. With all his strength, he heard a sound like a broken bowstring, and then helplessly
He completely lost consciousness due to the blocked invasion, and turned into white light and disappeared into the air.
This chapter has been completed!