The second thousand three hundred and forty-eight chapters dark night and wind
"Oh, does that guy still have the strength to roar? He has been locked up for too long, and my shadow power is too weak."
Gale controlled the wind magic to fight back at the shadows on the ground, but the shadows kept coming, and more three-dimensional shadows rushed towards him. Seeing that he could not break away, he felt a panic in his heart and released the most violent wind force, rolling himself into an extremely uncomfortable shape.
Stable wind mass.
"He wants the elements to self-destruct!?"
The wind mass rotates on its own, the wind is self-absorbed, and the inhaled wind vortex continuously sucks in the surrounding airflow. A quiet eye of the wind is formed in the center of the wind mass and then suddenly explodes.
The powerful impact range covers several kilometers. Although Hayate's move is not elemental self-destruction, using himself as the eye of the storm to self-destruct is not much different from elemental self-destruction. The huge destructive power is shared by the weirdo standing on Cang Ye's face.
Disaster, instantly swallowed up by the wind.
The violent currents in the air quickly calmed down, and the breeze slowed down. It took several minutes to gradually gather into a human shape. The strong wind fell to the ground, and after taking a few steps, he fell. He raised his head and saw the strange man appeared again.
The weirdo slowly came over dragging his axe, with black blood hanging from his mouth: "The terrible self-destruction almost killed me. A wind demon has such terrifying power..." He wiped the blood from his mouth and saw
He glanced at Cang Ye, who was motionless on the ground: "We'll take care of this dragon later, and deal with the wind demon first." He opened the shadow formation facing the ground, and the black shadow patterns were like pieces of paper blown up from the sand: "
Shadow Spirits, get up!" A large number of shadow monsters less than one meter high emerged from the sand. They had shadow wings, small horns on their heads, and empty, revealing eyes on their black bodies.
Throw out their long, pointed black tongues. They are strong and vigorous, rushing towards the wind like a rubber band, and their bodies can be stretched at will like rubber bands.
Hayate was so weak at the moment that he tried his best to fight with wind magic, but was quickly defeated. The weirdo controlled the power of shadow again. Without joining the battle himself, he used his shadow power to strangle Hayate and snatch the red lotus in his hand.
The strange shadow snatched the Red Lotus Spear, held it in his hand and laughed loudly: "So there is such a good treasure, are the people on the ground so rich? A little devil has such a magical thing. Now it belongs to me
All!"
Gale was held and chewed by the shadow servant spirit, and the elemental body could not escape the attack of the shadow. He fell to the ground again, and when he was about to be tortured to death by the strange shadow magic, a long knife came through the air, and the dragon-slaying edge passed through it.
The weird body is stuck in the sand.
"Uh-huh..." The weirdo was injured and hurriedly retreated. A large number of shadows gathered around him to protect him, wary of the direction in which the blade was flying.
Wearing neatly the same color armor of the Celestial Lion, he jumped off the silver-white Winged Prostitute. Silio looked at him coldly: "Ursua Silio challenges you!"
The weirdo showed an angry look, as if he was a little afraid, and secretly said: "This person is not weak and will not be easy to deal with..."
Seeing that he didn't speak or take action, Syrio immediately took the initiative to attack, grabbing the dragon-slaying blade from the ground with a quick attack with both fists, and said to the guardian: "Help Hayate."
The Whore of Weaver Wings looks like a flying bird, but in fact, underneath the cold bird shell is a fairy. It is not low in intelligence and ability. It flies over quickly, uses light magic to hit the messy shadow spirits, and
He pulled out a long silver-feathered blade from his back and charged into the shadows like a harpy.
Hayate was rescued, and with the Whore of the Wings protecting him, Syrio single-handedly fought the monster in a fierce battle in the desert.
"Cang Ye...Cang Ye..." Gale thought in his heart, and walked towards Cang Ye's dragon staggeringly. Cang Ye still had his eyes open, but couldn't move. Gale stroked its jaws and touched the basin on its mouth.
Small and large pieces of thin scales: "You are still alive, follow me, and I will restore your former vitality." He smiled and kissed it on the mouth with tears, and opened the blood contract for the third time. This time he still
The resistance was obtained, but this time the resistance was much weaker than before. The Blood Pact Formation was not destroyed, and I don't know if Cang Ye really didn't have the strength to resist.
Gale was not willing to give in, and continued to maintain the magic circle of the contract. Blood continued to drip from his fingers, making his already weak face even paler.
The shadow-controlling monster fought with Sirio for dozens of rounds. He was continuously injured by Sirio's moves. His body was cut with more than a dozen cuts. He vomited blood and knelt on the ground. The Blood-weeping Red Lotus he had just obtained was also taken away. He used his shadow to
Technique temporarily entangled the opponent, and said secretly: "Asshole, this guy is too unlucky to come here. If it were a little later, a few hours at night, I would be able to... It's a shame that with 40% of my strength, I can only exert less than 20% of my peak strength.
, it’s a bit difficult to deal with this guy in front of me..." He couldn’t bear to give up the vitality of the dragon that was easily available in front of him, and he was also afraid of Syrio’s strength. After weighing the left and right, he secretly said: "The dragon will definitely die, and the dying dragon has no meaning to them. It should be
I'll leave soon." He gritted his teeth and turned into a shadow and ran away.
Syrio killed the Sanying follower, looked at the direction in which the opponent was fleeing, and did not chase him. He turned around and looked at Hayate for a while: "Hey, you will consume yourself if you keep bleeding. Hayate, calm down."
Gale didn't know whether it was sweat or tears, but regardless of it, he insisted on imposing the blood contract he had made on Cang Ye.
Silio looked around Cang Ye and came back: "It's in very bad condition. I'm afraid it won't survive a day or two. There's no point in doing this. Just give up."
Gao Feng still ignored him, but after a long time, the blood contract was still not accepted by the other party. Deep frustration came to his heart, and he actually shed tears: "At this point, why doesn't it still refuse to accept me? Is this what I am?
Aren’t you worthy of its favor? What makes it look down on me so much? What is it?!!”
He roared pathetically, knelt on the sand and cried loudly. This was the first time Syrio saw someone like Gale crying so sadly: "Maybe your ability is too weak, and it doesn't like you..."
He originally wanted to say a few words of comfort, but his mouth was too clumsy and the words came out extremely harsh, so he simply stopped saying them.
After a long time, Bing Zhixie arrived. He heard the huge wind explosion more than half an hour ago and looked for it. Seeing this scene and listening to what Silio said about the situation, he couldn't help but feel...
sigh.
He didn't comfort Gale, it was useless to say anything at this time. He could only stay with him here to grieve and recuperate.
Another two hours passed, and it was almost dawn. When it gets bright, the environment will get hotter, and this place will become a furnace, and no one can stand it. Bing Zhixie stood up and said, "Let's go, Gale, Qin is still waiting at Yingdi Oasis."
You go back safely."
Hayate softened a little when he heard Qin's name, but still refused: "You go first, I want to stay with it."
"Why are you doing this? It..." Silio wanted to say something else, but Bing Zhixie shook his head to stop him.
Gao Feng sat under Cang Ye's lips and leaned against it, hugging his body into a ball, like a child who had been greatly wronged. Bing Zhixie and Xilio didn't leave either, waiting quietly with him, waiting for him to figure it out.
Or the moment Cang Ye died.
After a while, Cang Ye's eyes closed, and after exhaling a long breath of turbid air from his mouth, his breathing became weaker and weaker. Gao Feng was anxious and sad, and didn't know what to do, so he just held it and kept calling its name.
Cang Ye, who tilted his head and closed his eyes, opened his eyes again. Extremely weak, he used all his strength to raise one of his forelimbs, as if he wanted to slap the person in front of his mouth away with one claw.
"Be careful!" Silio warned, trying to step forward to take Gale away, but Bing Zhixie saw Cang Ye's different intentions and held him back.
The claws that were swung down and the air flow raised were indeed no harm to the gale. A green flower bloomed under the claws, gradually covering it and the gale, blocking Bing Zhixie and Xilio from the light array.
Silio was surprised: "This is..."
"It seems to be a contract formation." Bing Zhixie was not sure.
Xilio was even more surprised: "Is it taking the initiative to conclude a contract?"
Bing Zhixie said: "Maybe it wants to fulfill Gale's wish before it dies."
The brilliance became more and more prosperous, which exhausted all Cang Ye's strength. The wind was both sad and happy in the brilliance, and even more confused: "Do you recognize me? Do you recognize me? You want to be mine.
Companions, let’s travel the vast world together, right?”
The array of brilliance lasted for more than ten minutes, gradually retracting, and Cang Ye's huge body covered in brilliance gradually disappeared in the array. Just when the formation of the contract was about to be completed, Gale suddenly let out a fierce scream, and he knelt down.
He fell to the ground, excruciating pain. Strange cracks gradually appeared in the shadow on the ground, and a special flame ignited in the cracks. Then the same cracks appeared on his body. His flesh was like broken porcelain, and each piece gradually