Sylvester tilted her head, her eyes like gems in the dark.
Fang Plover raised his head, looked ahead, and nodded slowly and forcefully.
"We're almost at the end."
he said, walking out the door.
Ahead is a dark and deep corridor, where all illusions have turned into illusions, and the shadows all around are like black smoke rising.
And a shadow stood in front.
That's Shizu.
The girl pressed her hands on her chest, as if she were holding something, and looked straight through him, looking at the empty place in the darkness.
As if waiting for someone.
When Fang Yu saw this scene, he already had a clear understanding in his heart. He calmly took out the coat of arms. Of course, the latter had become the witness of the victim.
A timid figure stepped out of the shadows.
"Miss Shizu, it's not that I don't want to help you, but...if it finds out, we will all die."
"Mr. Jeffrey, do you really want to go to the dark side like this, even though you know clearly that you betrayed your friends thirty years ago, and what did they give you? Thirty years later, do you still have hope?
For all that?"
"But there is no hope?" Jeffrey sighed: "You are right, I did everything wrong thirty years ago and killed everyone. How can there be any redemption for a person like me?
?I can't turn back, Shizu. My sin is unforgivable, so I can only go on like this. What can I do?"
"Go back, Mr. Jeffrey," the girl begged bitterly: "A person can make mistakes for a while, but he cannot continue to do so. One day you will always be forgiven by everyone."
"Forgiveness, to me, this is such a luxurious word. Who can forgive a person like me?"
"At least I have forgiven you, Mr. Jeffrey. I know that you live with the regrets of the past all the time, but have you ever thought that one day you will regret everything you did today, and you will help it do evil again?"
?"
"Mr. Jeffrey, leave a hope for yourself."
"But..." The figure looked extremely hesitant.
"Your friends will forgive you, Mr. Jeffrey. One day they will understand what you have done today."
"But I killed them, killed Miss Misu, killed Mr. Dict, and killed the boss. They will never forgive me. You don't understand, Miss Shise."
The figure cried softly.
"It's all my fault. I messed up everything, but I didn't originally think so. I just thought the bosses had gone too far, but I didn't expect so much. I was greedy for petty gains and a hateful bad gambler, but I definitely
I never thought it would turn out like this.”
"You are truly stupid, Jeffrey."
In the darkness, a hoarse voice came from behind Fang Plover.
Fang Plover and Sylvide were both slightly startled, and turned around in shock, only to see the figure of a tall man walking out of the smoke.
That was the man with the mask, the employer of the Knights of Tapolis on this mission. He had disappeared with Dict before, but now he appeared in this place.
He stood upright in the midst of the black smoke, looking coldly at the black shadow.
The black figure trembled for a moment, then raised his head and looked in disbelief. His gaze could clearly pass through Fang Plover and Sylvester, but fell directly on the man.
"Is it you, boss?"
The man snorted coldly: "It's me. Fortunately, I'm not mad at you. Go away, Jeffrey. I forgive you. Do what you should do."
"So you're not dead, boss, I..." The black shadow asked in disbelief: "Do you really forgive me?"
"If you had caught me thirty years ago, I would have wanted to stab you, a traitor, to death with a sword." The man shook his head and said calmly: "But forget it, you idiot, I have forgiven you too many times.
Not more than once. But what you owe is not to me, but to all the people here and everything. You know what you should do, right?"
The black shadow trembled and sobbed: "I understand, boss."
"Go ahead, there's no hope for you, you're going to hell, Jeffrey," the man replied, "but before that, I promise you, there are people who will get there before you do."
He raised his head, looked at the dark corridor, and shook his head slightly: "It's been thirty years. It's time for this damn ghost place to come to an end."
The shadow turned back and said to Shizu: "Miss Shizu, you are right, I have made a decision."
"Thank you, Mr. Jeffrey, for leaving us all with hope."
The black shadow shook his head: "I'm just trying my best to make up for it. I know that one day I will go to hell. You don't have to comfort me, Miss Shisi. No one can redeem me, but I can redeem others. Maybe this is
The only reason I stay in this place”
Then Shisi opened her palms and handed the things in her hands to him: "But there is always hope, Mr. Jeffrey. It is like a flame in the dark. Although it is weak, it can still illuminate people's hearts."
Without saying a word, Jeffrey took the mark. At the same time, he also handed the thing given to him by Dragon Golden Dragon, the Zealot's Sacrifice Mark, to Shizu, "Take this, it was originally something that belonged to you, Shizu."
Silk, maybe you will be able to use it one day. I will go see that woman right away, I just hope she doesn’t find any clues."
He looked at the girl and finally warned: "When she gets the sword, the power of the illusion will be weakened to the extreme, and there won't be much time left for you. I wish you good luck, Shizu."
Shizu nodded slightly.
But Jeffrey stopped looking at her. He turned around and looked at the masked man for the last time.
"Wish you good luck too, boss."
Then the black shadow disappeared.
The man turned away and took a breath.
The girl turned to Fang Pliance, as if she could finally see him and Sylvester. She smiled slightly: "Remember what you promised me, Mr. Ed, and protect Hu Di. I'm afraid I won't be able to see you again. I'm glad to meet you."
You and Hu Di are such brave and kind people."
As she said this, she turned around, but Fang Yu stopped her first: "Wait a minute, Shizu."
The girl stopped.
Fang Yucai asked: "Actually, the Blade of False Victory is just a shadow left here by the fairy holy sword Jalapea. It can't threaten the Dragon's Golden Eyes at all, right?"
The girl was startled, lowered her head and said nothing.
"But it can kill you."
"The container of the Dragon's Golden Eyes."
"Mr. Ed..."
Fang Yu shook his head and continued to ask: "Hu Di wanted to protect you, so he took the sword away, and you were afraid that he would be bewitched by the Dragon's Golden Eyes and destroy the sword. Because the power of the Dragon's Golden Eyes was restricted.
It’s not the sword, but you, right?”
"But I still don't understand why she chose Hu Di instead of those Dragon Worshipers. Is it because of your approval that Hu Di was able to enter the core area of Hostings Cathedral with the Blade of False Victory?"
"You replaced the Zealot's Mark of Sacrifice with the Mark of Martyrdom of the Loyalist, disrupting her original plan, but what exactly was her original plan? Who is the shadow of Nicol Bolas in the Gray Oak Square?"
Shizu sighed.
She turned her back and said quietly: "You are right, Mr. Ed. As for why, I think someone will tell you the answer. Keep going. You will see everything that happened thirty years ago."
"
After saying that, she took a step forward.
The figure dissipated into the darkness.
The thing in his hand also fell down and landed on the ground with a clang. The thing turned into a ray of light and gradually merged into the coat of arms in Fang Plover's hand.
Fang Yu watched blankly as the girl disappeared, and then turned to look at the coat of arms in his hand.
It has indeed changed its form once again.
Mark of Promise (Incomplete) (Magic Accessories, Equipment Level, D)
Basic attributes: slight increase in strength +, explosive power +15
Additional skills: base strength, flash of hope
Weight:0.1kg
Occupied:—
Requirement level: any level 35
‘Under the illusion of Dolifen, those who hold the command can ignore its level restrictions’
‘The answer lies in the heart’
'Hope remains'
"Incomplete form?" Fang Yu was slightly startled.
The Scepter of Regret and the Mark of the Loyal were both in complete form after one change, but this mark had already changed for the second time, and it was still in an incomplete form.
What is still missing?
He couldn't help but become curious.
But at this time, the masked man came up from behind and said in a hoarse voice: "Go on, you two, we don't have much time left."
"Mr. Lu En," Fang Yu looked at the latter in surprise: "I didn't expect you to appear in this place."
The man was slightly startled: "You have recognized me before."
"Not just you, but also Mr. Dict. When you left the team, I realized that you might have been witnesses to the disaster thirty years ago." Fang Yu shook his head: "I just didn't expect that you are not only the ones who witnessed the disaster thirty years ago."
Is he a person who has experienced it, or is he the protagonist of that fantasy."
The man sighed, shook his head and took off his mask, revealing the face of a middle-aged man. The face still retained the elegance of his youth, but it was getting older. Although it was still handsome, it was full of vicissitudes of life.
A hideous wound ran through his face from the upper left side to the lower side, slightly destroying the overall beauty.
"I would rather not be the protagonist," he said: "Your name is Ed, right? I watched your game at Travelers Rest that day, and I remember your name wasn't that at the time."
Fang Yu glanced at him slightly surprised, not expecting that the other party was also in the hall at that time: "That was a pseudonym I used. I got into some trouble at the time, but I think Mr. Luen has already met Aitila
Miss and Tianlan, I guess the person they saw at Travelers Rest was not you, right?"
"You are very smart, that is my substitute," Luen replied: "After experiencing what happened thirty years ago, I learned to protect myself, not only for me, but also for everyone in Dolifen.
."
Fang Yu shook his head: "I can't say I'm smart, but no matter how confused Tian Lan is, she is also a carefully selected reserve student of Twelve Color Iris, so she won't have no impression of her employer at all. I still know this."
"Yes, the chosen ones are indeed outstanding talents. If you had been there thirty years ago, Dolifen's ending might have been changed."
"That's not necessarily true. Isn't the Dragon Fire Guild a ready-made example?" Fang Yu replied. He would never have said this in front of the Elf Ruins: "There are all kinds of people among the selectors. Ours
The world is actually not fundamentally different from you."
"Indeed, you are right." Lu En nodded.
"But I still have a question, Mr. Luen," Fang Plover looked at the latter and asked: "If Sylvide and I entered this last illusion with the approval of Miss Shis, then
How did you appear here?"
"My situation is quite special," Lu En replied: "But I also gained her approval before I could enter here."
"Her?" Fang Pliong looked at him quietly and said, "Does it mean Nicol Bolas?"
Lu En glanced at him in surprise.
"I'm very curious," Fang Yu said. "I always thought that the shadow of Nicol Bolas in the Gray Oak Square was the manifestation of the Dragon's Golden Eyes in this illusion. But now it seems that is not the case. That illusion
I’m sure you can give me the answer to what it is, Mr. Luhn.”
But Luen shook his head: "You will understand, Ed, but you don't need me to tell you. If you want to know all this, just follow me, and you will see the truth."
With that said, he left the black mist and walked in first.
Seeing this, Fang Yu hesitated for a moment and then followed.
Then came Sylvide and the maid carrying the stone statue.
Fang Plover walked through the darkness and almost lost the figure of Rune in front of him. Some strange sounds seemed to be lingering in his ears: children's giggles, men's shouts, women's sharp curses, and whispers.
There were also some trivial words and phrases that kept creeping into his ears.
"...monster, bastard!"
"No, don't come over, this is not true..."
"We made an agreement."
"traitor!"
"I won't trust anyone anymore!"
Then his eyes suddenly lit up.
There was a sea of golden red fire, with Lu En's tall figure right in front, silently looking at the entire burning street in front of him, the golden color of the flames reflected on his face.
The man had a look of pain on his face.
Fang Plover raised his head and naturally recognized this place.
Gray oak square.
But at this moment, it is a ruins burning in the sea of fire. The scene of the celebration has long been wiped out. There are people's corpses everywhere, blood and the corpses of some monsters with dragon horns, scales and claws.
If Fang Plover did not admit his mistake, he was the servant of the dragon.
Surrounded by thick smoke, in the center of the square were two people, or to be precise, three.
Misu held a sharp sword and faced off against the Dragon Worshipers not far away. Next to her was Dict, who also held a sword. Even in this situation, the older knight maintained a calm expression.
And Misu held the cold corpse of a girl in her hands.
Some weak girls closed their eyes peacefully.
There was a snake-shaped dagger stuck in her chest, and her hand hung down limply, but she was holding a brooch tightly in her hand. She held it so hard that she kept this position until her death.
That's Shizu.
When Fang Yu saw this scene, he was speechless. Although he had expected it, it was a different feeling when he actually saw it.
Not far from the two people in the center of the square.
The huge magic circle in the square was glowing slightly.
And it seemed like something huge was slowly emerging from there.
The earth trembled.
It seemed that the entire city, which was in flames, was shaking.
Among the Dragon Worshipers, Man Luo was laughing wildly and screaming: "Dear Miss Dragon Slayer, I didn't expect that I was the better one. What your ancestors were able to accomplish seventy years ago does not mean that