The communication crystal lit up slightly in the darkness. Fang Pliong held up the crystal with his right hand, and a line of bright light words reflected in his cold eyes. He put the crystal down again, raised his head, and looked forward silently.
"Alice is there, let us pass."
"Do you really believe her?" Sophie stood on the other side of the light page, looking at him calmly. Behind her was the tall business goddess. Ms. Roman lowered her head, holding a scale in her hand, with a solemn appearance.
"For the time being, I can only choose to believe."
"But she might have betrayed you to the Jeffree Reds, you know, she didn't do that before, probably because they weren't ready."
Fang Yu nodded quietly: "I know."
He looked at the others: "So assuming we are trapped in a tight siege, how sure are your people of finding a way out?"
Sophie also glanced at her team members.
Everyone shrugged, but only the leading knight told him that it was less than 30%. The knight faced down, looked at the lonely bridge in the darkness, and added:
"The Rain Listeners, the Blood Oath, and the Jefflit Redcoat Team are three guild teams. But fortunately, the number of people is not large, less than two and a half groups. Adding all the small guilds, it's a bit of a headache.
, but it’s not impossible to think about.”
The Papalar man reminded from the side: "Don't forget that there are night lizards."
The knight thought for a moment and frankly said that it would be unthinkable if the Night Lizards were included.
Behind the knight, Dian Moran Qingzhu was probably participating in this kind of activity for the first time. Hearing the conversation, he looked at the others nervously.
Beside the latter, Xiangqian also took a gentle breath. His movement was very slight, but Fang Plover still noticed it. The others looked indifferent, probably because they were Silver Vislans, blooming in bravery.
underneath the silver rose.
As for Teneric, the lizard man is like an arrow on the string, ready to fly out at any time and pierce the heart of the enemy with the spear in his hand.
The mountain girl with a bandage on her waist stood aside with a frown and looked at him suspiciously.
Fang Plover looked at everyone again.
"Then let's go," he said softly: "The night lizards don't need to think about it for the time being, 30% is enough."
People didn't object, as if it was a matter of course, they just followed silently and chose to follow.
Near the solitary bridge is an ancient neighborhood covered in dust. The streets are fragmented, broken, and suspended in the darkness. But at this moment, there are people everywhere, and it unexpectedly seems a bit lively.
Seeing this scene, Fang Yu couldn't help but have a somewhat absurd idea in his trance. Perhaps this place has never been as full of life, noisy, and noisy as it is now in a thousand years.
And time goes a little further.
Maybe we can recreate the scene before us, but that was the era of the Snakemen of Sinsas, where there were neither Chosen Ones nor Adventurers.
At the agreed-upon location, under the broken high wall of a temple, Fang Plover met Alice. As agreed, the girl was waiting for him there with only a few people.
The excuse Fang Pliong gave her was that not too many people came, so as not to attract the attention of the red team of Jefflett.
And she seemed to believe it
However, Fang Yu still looked at Sakon cautiously. Several clockwork fairies flashed through the darkness under his control. In fact, as long as he wanted to, no one could discover the movement trajectory of his clockwork fairies.
.However, the vision returned from those 'Constructed Eyes' did not reveal many noteworthy people.
Everything seemed to be working as planned.
As soon as Fang Yu approached, Alice didn't give him a chance to speak, grabbed his wrist, frowned and complained: "You're late, Mr. Ed, come with me, I'll take you there."
As she spoke, she led him in a direction.
Fang Yu was startled for a moment, but did not resist. He allowed her to pull him towards the outside. He saw the people listening to the rain waiting outside, and separated a path for them, leading from the crowd to the fallen building.
The lone bridge in the darkness of the steeple.
He lowered his head and asked:
"Where is she?"
The girl nodded.
"Is it Sylvide?"
Alice paused and nodded again.
Fang Yu was silent for a moment: "The Red Jackets and the Blood Oaths are already on the bridge? How do we get there?"
"I'll leave some of the people here, and you can just pretend to be Rain Listeners." Alice looked back at Fang Plover, as if she really cared about him, and whispered: "Follow me, Mr. Ed,
I'll take you there."
"Will this affect your plans?"
"No," Alice shook her head: "The Blood Pact will not let us go so easily. The Rain Listeners were just making excuses with them."
As she spoke, she handed a bottle of potion to Fang Plover, and told him that it was for Tenerik, because the Lizardman Prince was too tall and too eye-catching, so he could only use the invisibility potion to temporarily cover it up.
Take a look at your body shape.
Her attitude was very sincere, and Fang Pulou calmly took the potion and handed it to the ink-stained green bamboo on the side, and asked him to pass it to Tenerik behind. But the naturalist boy obviously understood his hidden meaning and quietly checked it.
Then, while handing the medicine over, I sent him a message that said 'everything is ok'.
The medicine was also real. Even Fang Plover had doubts for a moment. There were so many places where the invisibility potion could be used. Is it necessary for the other party to go to such unnecessary lengths? In fact, Silver Veslan had also prepared some invisibility potions for Tenerik.
I used it, but I didn’t expect the other party to take the initiative to mention it.
He was even a little shaken, wondering if he was too suspicious, or if there was nothing wrong with the sisters Alice and Alyssa. They were pretending to be each other's identities, maybe for another reason?
But Sophie looked at his expression and whispered to the other side to remind him that the other party left half of the people here to prevent them from breaking out. Because if they were blocked on the bridge, the situation might be worse than expected.
much more dangerous.
"For a leader of a team, hesitation is a taboo." Her Royal Highness the Princess of Silver Vislan said to him seriously.
Fang Yu nodded, he naturally understood this.
The group of people walked towards the bridge, where the top brass of the Blood Oath and the elite members of the Jefflite Red Team were waiting for them, or rather waiting for Alice. The dwarf that Fang Plover had seen before was standing there with his hands clenched.
A heavy battle axe, with thick eyebrows furrowed, said to them: "Rain listeners, you are too late."
Fang Plover glanced at the other party, quickly lowered his head and pulled the hood lower, but fortunately the other party didn't seem to pay much attention to them.
He then looked down through the Clockwork Goblin's vision. Tenaric was hiding in the ruins behind the team, ready to drink the invisibility potion and catch up at any time.
In response to the other party's question, Alice quietly let go of Fang Plover's hand and calmly replied to the other party: "Sorry, some of us dispersed and haven't come back yet, which delayed some time."
The dwarf nodded noncommittally.
"Did you stop her?" Alice asked.
"Stopped," the dwarf looked at the stone bridge hanging alone in the darkness. "Fortunately, we arrived early enough and stopped her on the platform over there. We almost let her enter the twelfth floor. When we got there
It won’t be so easy for us to find each other down there.”
"But the battle over there isn't over yet. The opponent is just resisting. We are preparing to organize some more people to attack. You came just in time. We need some people to guard this place to prevent those from the small guild from fishing in troubled waters."
Fang Yu couldn't help but glance at the platform.
In fact, it was originally a part of the stone tower, but it was broken at this moment, because it was originally penetrated by Toragotos with an iron chain, so it looked like a lonely tower floating in the darkness when it was dragged above the abyss.
Like a fortress in the sky, the internal structure of the stone tower still remains.
A broken wall divided the platform into several parts, and there seemed to be a battle going on above it. Occasionally, the light of a firearm flashed, and then the crisp sound of gunfire was heard in the distance.
Alice also looked at it for a moment, then withdrew her gaze and said, "I can leave some people behind, but we who listen to the rain also have to go up."
"What are you doing up here?" The dwarf looked at her suspiciously.
"She killed my sister," Alice replied seriously: "I have to make sure that woman will die here and not fall into your hands."
The dwarf was silent for a moment, but this reason was reasonable and legitimate, and it was difficult for him to raise objections for a while. Moreover, here, people from the Rain Listeners were indeed needed to help and cooperate. He thought for a moment and reminded: "You can see.
But you can't interfere."
"Okay." Alice nodded happily.
Perhaps it was even too cheerful, which aroused the suspicion of the dwarf. He glanced at the people around Alice suspiciously and asked: "Are the people around you people who listen to the rain?"
Fang Yu lowered his head and remained calm on the surface, but after hearing this question, the hairs on his body almost stood up. In fact, he had already vaguely grasped his hand and connected it to the resonance crystal on the control glove through the magic furnace.
The other Silver Wislan people performed slightly better than him, but they also made some strange movements. Many people pressed their hands on the hilts of their swords under their cloaks. Parker even raised the heavy crossbow, but fortunately he was small.
Short, Box kicked him to the ground from behind, preventing everyone from being exposed at once.
Alice also looked a little nervous, as if she was thinking about how to answer this question.
But at this moment, a cry of surprise suddenly came from the crowd.
The dwarf looked back and saw a pair of rugged, gray claws rising up from the bottom of the cliff. It made a 'click' sound and firmly grasped the edge of a cliff not far from him.
And then, one after another, claws appeared in everyone's field of vision like mushrooms after a spring rain. One by one they rose from the bottom of the cliff and grabbed the cliff. Those who were closer looked down and could not help but feel their scalps numb.
Indistinct shadows were climbing up from the bottom of the cliff. They were densely packed, leaving only a little pale firelight flickering in the deep darkness.
As they went higher, people could clearly see that it was actually a sea of the dead.
"It's that woman's ghost, they're here again!"
"So many corpses, when did they come up?"
"careful!"
People screamed in horror, and those standing a little closer to the edge of the cliff were grabbed by the ankles of these monsters without paying attention, pulled under the cliff, and fell into the abyss screaming.
The members of the small guild and the ordinary adventure group were attacked almost immediately. The remaining people also retreated in horror, but were pushed forward by the people behind them. Some people were even squeezed off the cliff by their own people.
The time scene was in chaos.
Not far away from the dwarf, a night ghoul climbed up quickly, but the latter only roared, swung the ax with his backhand and smashed it down again.
He turned around, no longer caring about the Rain Hearer, and loudly ordered the Blood Oath people around him to stabilize their position, while asking the elite members of the Jefflite Red Team to come to support. At this time,
Fang Yu found an opportunity
Under the siege of the corpses, the members of the Blood Oaths and the Jefrit Red Team were shrinking their defense line inward. For a while, no one could estimate the lonely bridge leading to the twelfth floor.
The ghouls seemed to have no interest in the bridge, and only focused on attacking those near the edge of the cliff.
Therefore, under the common neglect of both parties, the road leading to the lonely bridge at this moment actually opened wide in front of Listening to the Rain and his party.
Fang Yu almost immediately wanted to lead people forward, but at this moment, Alice suddenly grabbed his hand and said to him from the side: "Mr. Ed, you rush over, don't worry about us, I'll let people cover you."
you!"
Fang Yu was slightly startled and looked at her in surprise.
"That you……?"
The girl smiled softly and let go of his hand little by little: "We will find a way on our own. Go, Mr. Ed, to find Miss Sylvide. You have helped us so much, and it is our turn to give it your all."
I helped you once, didn’t I?”
Fang Yu was completely stunned.
He didn't know whether the other party's words were sincere, but he couldn't seem to find any other motives. He seemed to want to see something from Alice's face, but there didn't seem to be anything more in that simple smile.
meaning.
He was a little confused for a moment, and almost asked the other party directly why he had to forge his identity, but when the words came to him, he suddenly calmed down and spoke, and only said quietly:
"Thank you, Miss Alyssa..."
Alice just stood there and nodded to him.
Fang Plover turned around, and for a moment he seemed to feel that he saw a flickering red light in the crowd, like a cold gaze, falling on him.
But he hesitated for a moment, and all the illusions disappeared, so he came back to his senses, shook his head, raised his hands from under the cloak, and shouted: "Silver Vislan, follow me!"
This shout was not only heard by Tenerik behind.
At the same time, it also attracted the attention of the dwarf. The dwarf turned around in surprise, just in time to see two blue lights slowly unfolding in the dark underground, and two silvery structures that looked like women's armor were standing in front of them.
Step out from it.
Fang Yu raised his hand, and with two bright sword lights, the heads of the two corpses flew high into the air.
"Angel of Power!" the dwarf exclaimed: "People of Silver Vislan, you!"
But he could no longer say what he said after that. He had already seen those people suddenly coming out of the crowd, fighting their way through the zombies, and heading straight for the stone bridge. "Damn it, there is indeed someone messing around.
Come in and stop them!" The dwarves jumped in anger, but it was of no avail, because they couldn't spare any manpower at the moment.
As for those who listen to the rain.
The dwarf looked around, but there was no trace of Alice at all.
He couldn't help but wonder, where are the people who listen to the rain?
…
On the platform in the distance, a burst of gunfire rang out at this moment.
A young man shrank his head. The lead bullet hit the ruins, and stone chips flew into the air. Dust fell on his head, and there was a cloud of ashes. But as soon as the gunfire passed, he didn't care about himself, and hurriedly rushed to
On the other side, he helped the noble girl there.
"Are you okay, Miss Sylvide?"
Sylvide pretended to smile relaxedly, shook her head, gritted her teeth and covered the wound on her shoulder and stood up. She glanced at the other person and smiled: "Thank you, Rosfur, for being so loyal at a time like this."
Geng Geng is exactly the same as your father."
The young man's face turned red and he replied: "What are you talking about, Miss Sylvide, my father and grandfather swore an oath to be loyal to Manolin's master, as long as the unicorn of Luls still exists here."
They will never change this oath in this world, and as their descendant, it is natural for me to do so."
After saying that, he frowned and looked at the bloody wound on the other person's shoulder, and his eyes turned red: "But I didn't take good care of you and put you in such a situation."
"That's none of your business," Sylvide shook her head weakly: "I chose this path myself."
There were rustling sounds from the ruins, and several people in black cloaks emerged from under the smoke. They gathered around Sylvide, and everyone seemed to be relieved to see that she was safe and sound.
.
Next to these people, there was a short, trembling rat man. It looked a little scared and said in a sharp voice: "Miss, those people have gathered around, what should we do?"
"Don't worry, Mr. Shortbeard, there won't be any danger for a while." Sylvide calmly glanced at the figure in the smoke in the distance, and comforted her gently. The Ander Ratmen generally don't have much courage.
, that the other party can persist to this point is beyond expectation.
"Miss," a tall man wrapped in a black cloak said gruffly: "There is no way for us to continue like this. The undead seem to be here again, and their people are a little confused. We have to do something else.
Come up with some ideas."
Sylvide nodded slightly when she heard this.
The young man named Roswell suddenly stood up and said loudly: "I'm here to lure those people away. Miss Silvered, we are about the same height. Let me pretend to be you. Those people in the smoke and dust will definitely not be there."
You will notice it.”
"But that would be too dangerous for you, Roswell," the man replied.
"But if not, Miss Sylvide will be even more dangerous." The young man insisted.
"I think it's possible." Another person said: "If we coordinate with each other, Roswell may not be able to escape."
Others couldn't help but look at Sylvester.
Sylvide pondered for a moment, and she looked at the young man with her shallow sea-like eyes, as if she felt the other man's firmness, and finally nodded lightly: "Thank you, Rosfur, and everyone, please
Everyone."
"Miss, take the contents of the box with you and give the suitcase to Northfield. We will divide into two groups."
Hearing this, Sylvide hesitated for a moment and looked at the suitcase in her hand, but finally nodded. She put her hand on the wound of the suitcase and pressed it gently. The rose emblem on it rotated inwards.
Then sink in.
With a soft click, the buckle of the box opened and popped outward.
She handed her gun to the ratman on the side, and then opened the box and used it. There should have been a sleeping and peaceful construct elf outside, but now there was nothing. Sylvester looked at the
Place, eyes can't help but feel a little wandering.
It was her father's relic, but she finally gave it to the big boy captain, the somewhat innocent captain. He should be very angry now, right?
In any case, she had deceived them.
Her somewhat funny captain
Where will he be?
As she thought this, she became a little distracted. At the same time, she stretched out her hand to the third rose on the silk lining of the suitcase, and pressed it gently with her hand. As she moved, a click came from inside the suitcase.
The sound, and at this moment, a clear gunshot suddenly sounded in her ears.
She was stunned for a moment, then turned around, just in time to see the rat man lying in a pool of blood.
The gun that was originally supposed to be in its hand was now in Rosfort's hand. The young man's slender hands were stained with blood, and he was holding the gun tremblingly and pointing it at her, with eyes that were sometimes fanatical and sometimes fearful.
"What are you doing!" Those men in black seemed not to have expected this scene at all. They roared and tried to get closer.
But Rosfort shouted hysterically: "Don't come over, otherwise I will shoot, you know where this place is!"
Sylvester silently looked at the gun pointed at her, the surprise in her eyes fleeting, and then she became completely calm.
"What did they give you, Roswell?" she asked: "For you to choose this path, let me think about it, this must not only be your decision, your father finally decided to change his mind.
?"
"Everything," the young man replied tremblingly, "Miss Sylvide, all the glory of Manolin, and your pearl of Luls, they all gave it to me."
"Including me?" Sylvide smiled slightly: "That's really a good bargaining chip."
She suddenly took a step forward and reached out to hold the gun in the boy's hand.
"Don't come over here!" Rosfur yelled in fright: "I really know how to shoot."
"I know."
The noble lady replied softly.
Then under the young man's stunned eyes, he pulled the trigger, but there was only a click sound of the spring pulling the hammer. There was no expected fire, and no expected bullets flying out.
Nothing.
Only Sylvide gently took the gun from his frozen hand.
Then there was another gunshot. Seeing this scene, the people in black over there finally opened fire and knocked the young man to the ground with one shot. The latter fell to the ground in despair, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and looked at her in shock.
.
"Rosfort," Sylvide looked at the young man lying in a pool of blood with some pity, and said softly: "You have been with me since you were a child, and you should know my temperament. I will never trust anyone easily. It's a pity that
Blindness clouds your judgment."
The young man made a roaring sound like a beast, stretched out his skinny hands, as if he wanted to grab something, but in the end he could only grab the air. He lowered his hands feebly, and the light in his eyes finally dimmed.
Go down.
It was at this time that a burst of neat footsteps came from behind everyone.
Sylvide turned around and looked in the direction filled with smoke. Several people were slowly walking out there, all wearing the uniforms of the Jefrit Red Team. The leader clapped his hands and applauded:
"I thought I could only see such a good show among those weird and weird stories. Miss Sylvide, it's really wonderful."
A row of gunmen came out of the smoke holding magic cannons and surrounded everyone present.
"Now you have no way to escape," the man stood cautiously behind the gunslinger and said, "Hand over the things, beautiful lady, I am different from those people. I don't care about the beautiful heart on your neck.
My brain has no interest."
"On the contrary," he said: "For a beauty like you, I would actually like to see you live a long life."
