A flash of lightning flashed in Fang Yu's mind, and he subconsciously looked at the staff in his hand. Because it was difficult to put it away, he kept holding it in his hand.
The scepter in his hand has not changed at this moment, it is just hanging on the light page aside, but the two lines of text are always in front of his eyes, making it particularly eye-catching:
'Regret is like poison, biting the heart'
"Remorse is like poison, biting people's hearts..." Fang Plover muttered silently in his heart: "Remorse is like poison... Regret..."
He suddenly remembered.
Isn't this the greatest obsession with revenge that Doliphon's archon had during his lifetime?
Rune-Lynthius told him that recognition is the key to entering this illusion.
And how did he and Sylvide enter this illusion?
Perhaps because of his relationship with Hu Di, the girl named Xi Si recognized him and allowed him to enter this final illusion.
But now, perhaps we should also add the Archon of Doliphon.
Fang Yu silently looked at the scepter in his hand, but he was not too surprised.
Endless hatred bound Count Grosl's soul in this illusion that had lingered for thirty years, making the old man's false phantom always linger in the city hall.
And if the hatred cannot dissipate, the illusion will exist forever.
These are the three things of Dolifen
Fang Yu actually had vaguely thought of this answer.
The Dragon's Golden Eyes may control the souls of the dead in this city.
He even let his tentacles of power extend beyond Dolifen, extending into the real world through the power of the undead.
It has even obtained the crucial fairy sword, Garapea's Shadow Blade of False Victory, and found a way to destroy it.
It uses clever words to deceive and stay one step ahead of everyone else.
And they laid out layers of traps, with the Dragon Fire Guild in front and the Dragon Worshipers behind.
But it's a pity
Fang Yu looked at the scepter in his hand, feeling as if he was blessed. He raised his head and looked at the black smoke-filled night sky in the city of Dolifen.
It seems that there is a pair of eyes there, perhaps not just one pair of eyes, but countless eyes that are silently watching this city and everything in this illusion.
Those who think they will succeed are doomed to fail.
Those conspiracies may succeed for a while, but in the end they will only implicate themselves.
Because the answer has been written down a long time ago. In fact, it is already here.
Just wait for a chance
Those are the ghosts of Doriphon.
Tens of thousands of souls, countless despair and obsession, and it is more than just three things? It was the same scene thousands of times, with countless people struggling and dying in the sea of fire.
Therefore, it is a pair of angry and firm hands, stretching out from under the abyss to grab everyone who is trying to escape sin, making them unable to extricate themselves.
The Dragon Cult followers and Nicol Bolas personally created this disaster.
How can those who were harmed by them be willing to let go of the culprits so easily?
It's funny to say
The power they want to use is destined to come back and fill the last shovelful of soil on their tombstones. Fang Plover raised his scepter and had already written epitaphs for these people in his heart.
As long as the illusion never dies.
Those people can never escape from this.
But what Fang Yu was more curious about was who actually constructed this illusion. It could never be the ghosts of Dolifen.
Because one party cannot escape reincarnation even through death, and the other party will be bound to this illusion forever. This is as vicious as a curse.
So who restricted the power of Dragon Golden Dragon, so that she had to resort to the souls of the dead and the power of outsiders to escape from this maze.
Who is the shadow of Nicol Bolas in the Gray Oak Square?
Fang Yu felt that he was getting closer and closer to the truth. He raised his scepter high and looked calmly at Manlo Howlett in the center of the square.
Ever since he entered this illusion, it seemed that he had never been as calm as he was now, because at this moment.
Only then did he really see the result of this battle
"Regret is like poison, biting the heart," he now understands.
So, what does it mean to rule an army?
Fang Yu felt that it was necessary to let the people in front of him understand.
Since Deklan wants to take revenge through his hands, he might as well be the Earl of the Grossl family for once.
He looked at these people and said calmly: "You seem surprised that I'm not dead, Manlo."
These words made Luen Lincius startled for a moment, and he turned back to look at him in surprise. Perhaps he did not expect that he would enter the role so quickly.
"Pretending."
The maid glanced at him and evaluated him fairly and accurately.
Sylvide stood behind and watched with a smile on her face. She was holding her own box and paintings in both hands. She looked like a literary and aristocratic girl.
But no one was as surprised as Man Luo.
The latter's pointy beard stood up in anger: "There's no way you're alive. I've confirmed it myself... No, could it be that he's a substitute? You've noticed something a long time ago!?"
Fang Plover (Dekelen) is not dead.
This fact seems to have caused him a great setback. The former was probably very satisfied with his plan, but when he was satisfied, he was slapped in the face.
That's about it.
Ashamed and annoyed.
"Not only am I not dead, but I also brought you some bad news," Fang Yu said very interestingly: "Looking at the good things you did in Dolifen, I think you haven't forgotten who is here.
Archon?"
His words sounded decent to Misu and Dict, but Rune Lincius couldn't help but roll his eyes.
Who is the governor here?
No one
"Who is the consul here?" Man Luo laughed dryly: "Master consul, have you frightened your brain? Now like this, you actually came out to ask me this question? Are you going to let
Should I kneel down and beg for mercy from you? Ha, it seems that the pampered life has really made the thinking of you nobles completely rigid."
"Do you think I'm joking with you, Man Luo?" Fang Yu suddenly became serious: "Or do you think these people who died here are just a joke?"
Man Luo simply couldn't figure out how this guy's head grew.
He usually doesn't take these people below him seriously, but now he is using their lives to talk nonsense with him. Does this guy think that these moral tortures will be meaningful to him?
If it weren't for the Archon's Scepter in Fang Yu's hand, he would have thought that the person in front of him was actually a fake.
"Otherwise, Lord Archon?" He smiled contemptuously: "What are you going to do to me, just by yourself, or with these little thieves?"
"Single-handed? Man Luo, have you forgotten that I am the consul of the kingdom, and I still have the Dawn Knights at my disposal?"
"Knights of the Morning?" Man Luo laughed so much that he wiped away his tears: "Haha, you don't still count on them, do you? They have been my believers for a long time."
"Man Luo, look behind you." Fang Yu suddenly interrupted him and laughed maliciously.
Man Luo was stunned. Although he didn't believe it, he still looked back helplessly.
This turn saved his life.
Because he happened to see a shadow coming towards him, it was the shadow of the giant sword in the hand of the Dawn Knight. The leader of the Dragon Worship Cult screamed in fright, rolled forward like a standard lazy donkey, and then avoided it in disgrace.
This sword.
The hard ground of the square made Man Luo's whole body ache, but compared with this small setback in his body, the turmoil in his heart was even more difficult to suppress.
Man Luo looked at the Dawn Knights who were besieging him in disbelief, and couldn't help but scream: "How is this possible? What are you doing? Wait for your dragon transformation. How did you recover?"
In Man Luo's eyes.
Those knights of the dawn who were first deceived by his clever words and joined the Eternal Order should now be in the form of half-dragon, half-human, servants of the dragon who have lost their minds.
But how can that happen now?
I saw dozens of Dawn Knights in the square, plus a large number of city guards who had originally turned to their side. At this moment, they pulled out their sharp swords with a clatter, as if a forest of bright swords had risen, and were bowing to his men.
Confrontation between Dragon Cult elites.
The knights looked upright and energetic. Not to mention the half-dragon, half-human fanatics, even the holy knights who had just come out from Ms. Marland's temple after praying might not be so upright.
The shape of a rainbow.
The most outrageous thing is that even the robes and armor of these people are as brand new as ever, and the swords are as sharp as if they had just been polished by a blacksmith, as if the fire on the edge still has a hint of dark red.
Generally speaking, you can only see such a strictly armored team in the honor guard of King Kaolin's capital.
"Are you kidding me?" Man Luo felt like he was going crazy. He wondered if he had hallucinated because he had worked too hard these days.
"Do you believe it now, Mr. Manluo?" Fang Plover looked at him, raised his scepter, and sneered: "The show has just begun, you are just the beginning."
He had tested the power of this scepter before.
In the illusion, this scepter symbolizes Deklan's recognition of him. It marks his identity here and how to do it.
That is his own choice.
To rule an army is more than just a word.
Fang Pliance shouted: "Knights of the kingdom, you should fight for honor. Even if you are temporarily deceived, it will not hurt your loyalty. Behind you is Dolifen, let everyone you rescued tell the story
Your bravery will wash away your stigma, I command you"
"Use all your courage to stop Nicol Bolas."
The knights of the dawn in the illusion said nothing. After listening to his order, they just turned around and raised the swords in their hands with a 'swish', pointing at their former 'colleagues'.
Fang Plover glanced at them.
He turned around and walked towards the alley, and at the same time said to Luen Lincius: "Go and get your little girlfriend and the poker-faced knight over here, we don't have much time."
"You..." Lu En almost choked, but he still turned around.
Misu and Dict were looking at the two of them blankly. It was probably because the contrast between Declan and Dict was so great that even Dict had a look of astonishment on his face.
Lu En looked at the two people and seemed to want to speak, but the scenes in his memory overlapped here, and he suddenly forgot the words in his throat.
Instead, Misu looked at him and spoke first: "Can I still trust you, Luen?"
Thirty years later, in this illusion, can we still fight side by side, my love?
Lu En's eyes turned red and he nodded.
"Dikter." Misu turned around.
The knight nodded. At this moment, he just didn't believe the young man in front of him, but the facts had already explained everything. He was old-fashioned, but he was by no means stubborn.
The two of them fought their way through and approached in this direction.
Since the Dawn Knights and the City Guards shared their pressure, this journey was not too strenuous and the Dragon Cult believers were no match for the two.
Seeing this scene, Man Luo couldn't help but shouted angrily: "Are you crazy? Stop them quickly and keep the little girl. They must not let them take her away!"
In theory, all the elite dragon worshipers under him had gathered in the square, but in fact, except for the Knights of the Dawn, there were not many of them.
What Man Luo said was of no use at all.
But just as he finished speaking, a large army suddenly came out from the other side of the square and surrounded them in this direction.
When Manluo saw this army, he couldn't help laughing proudly: "Lord Archon, let's see who is the Archon of this city now? In Doliphon, your people probably don't have as many followers as I do.
Woolen cloth."
Fang Plover looked back.
But how could there be an army of believers? It was clearly an army of the undead, with countless soul fires and ghosts and souls floating in it shining brightly, like a torrent.
As soon as Fang Yu took a look, he understood that this was the work of Dragon Golden Eyes. These were clearly the undead army she controlled. But he looked at Man Luo again and shook his head:
"Don't think you've won, Manlo."
"Human reinforcements have arrived."
He pointed with his staff.
An army of cavalry appeared out of thin air on the street.
Man Luo couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this scene: "Inspection Cavalry!? How is this possible? Weren't they disbanded ten years ago? Or is it my people's idea? Have you kept their organization secretly? Do you want to
Plotting a rebellion, Deklan, are you crazy!?"
Fang Yu looked at this hysterical guy and couldn't help but feel a little pitiful in his heart.
"Manlo," he said proactively: "Do you know how desperate this city was when facing Nicol Bolas?"
"And now, those people are just returning this despair to you."
"You have the power of the Dragon's Golden Eyes, and I represent Dolifen's obsession. Everything is within the rules." He glanced at the other party lightly:
"That makes sense, doesn't it?"
The cavalry were charging towards the ghost army in overwhelming numbers, and in an instant the two armies met.
When Man Luo saw this scene, his vision almost went dark. He screamed angrily: "Wait!"
But that voice was none other than Manlo Howlett.
That was clearly Shizu's voice
Only then did Luen Lincius, Misu and Dict catch up from behind, chasing Fang Plover and asked: "Have you had enough? Then find a way to leave this place!"
"Honestly, not yet," Fang Yu shook his head. He actually knew that it was Dragon Jin Zhu who was causing trouble behind, but the other party couldn't escape the rules: "It's quite interesting to tease that guy, but now it's just the beginning.
That’s all.”
He turned back: "The next step is to go to Hostings Cathedral, right?"
Luen Lincius was stunned: "How do you know?"
"The Blade of False Victory is in the hands of Dragon Golden Dragon. That must be the root cause of everything. I think I have guessed the final scene," Fang Yu looked at Dict and Misu before replying: "This
It already has the full power of the Scepter of Regret, and it can only fight against Manro. To defeat Nicol Bolas, the only way to defeat Nicol Bolas is with the goblin holy sword Garapea."
"Mr. Deklen, you have done a good job," Dickter actually came up and apologized to Fang Pliance: "I wrongly blamed you before, but I didn't expect you to have the courage to stand up."
Fang Yu shook his head, because this was not Deklan at all, but he didn't bother to explain. He only said: "I have a suggestion."