A beam of fiery red light is rising from the window. The light passes through the window and flows on the rough parchment. The red light reflects the curved characters on the page. The dark and deep words are like
It is a language that comes from beneath the abyss.
After a while, the roar came from far away, shaking the adobe house. Pepino stood up from the chair tremblingly, covering his documents with his body to prevent the shaken sand.
Falling into the cracks of books.
He raised his head, and the golden red light was reflected in the depths of his pupils. The scene just seemed like the end was approaching.
Under the firelight, the hard workers in the excavation site outside were fleeing in all directions, but no one paid attention to them because the air pirates were also busy with themselves.
And no one remembers him, an inconspicuous person.
The ground shook for a while before it calmed down. Then Pepino took a step back and carefully stroked the sand off the pages one by one with his hands.
His movements were trembling, but he was meticulous. He didn't know who the people from outside were, let alone where they were.
And only these documents are treasures in his eyes.
But suddenly there was a clanking sound. It turned out that he accidentally knocked a ring off the desk and rolled it to the ground.
Fortunately, it was just a fake. Pepino bent down to pick it up, but saw the ring rolling forward until it hit a boot before stopping.
Pepino was startled for a moment, and couldn't help but look up. He looked up along the boots, and above was the bottom edge of a robe - it was a dusty robe, worn on a man wrapped in a long cloak.
of homeless people.
Under the lowered hood of the other party, only the unshaven chin could be seen clearly, his lips were pursed and he said nothing.
The wanderer was holding an unconscious girl in his hands, and behind him was a little girl who was barefoot and looking down at the ground. When Pepino saw this scene, his body froze.
Opened his mouth wide.
And then the man slowly raised his head, a pair of golden pupils under the hood shimmering, just like sand passing by.
As if struck by thunder, Pepino stepped back suddenly. He knocked over the chair behind him and the parchment scroll on the desk also rolled to the floor.
"you you you……"
The wanderer looked at him and replied calmly: "It seems that you still remember our agreement."
When the other party spoke, his voice was hoarse, but it carried an incredible magical power. It seemed that after listening to it, one could not help but feel affected by it. Pepino subconsciously took a step forward, then suddenly reacted and retreated.
, leaning against the desk, refusing to take a step forward.
In just a moment, the young man's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.
The wanderer slowly said: "Don't forget, this is a deal between us."
"And the appointed time has arrived."
"No," Pepino shook his head repeatedly and shouted in panic: "I, I'm not ready yet, and besides, you haven't fully fulfilled your promise..."
But the wanderer shook his head: "This is a contract, and no one can violate it."
At this moment, the golden light in his eyes disappeared like quicksand, and at the same time he raised his hand and slowly stretched it out in front of Pepino. The latter looked extremely panicked and couldn't help but let out a scream.
But after a while, all sounds died down.
The wanderer only looked at the young scholar standing in front of him with a blank expression.
He looked neither satisfied nor dissatisfied. He just turned around with an indifferent expression and walked out. The little girl with bare feet looked up at him, then lowered her head and followed him.
Behind the two men, the scholar was following along in despair, like a puppet.
It wasn't long after the three people left.
The group of people kicked open the wooden door with a bang. A kind of blood shark air pirates swarmed in, but they looked at each other in confusion as they faced the document scrolls that rolled to the ground.
"Where are the people!?"
One of the captured workers responded hesitantly: "Sir, I saw him leaving with a stranger. I thought he was one of your people..."
The Blood Shark Air Pirate was so angry that he kicked him away: "Then why didn't you stop them, you idiot!?"
The worker screamed and hid in the corner, shivering.
Seeing this, the air pirate knew that it would not help, so he picked him up from the ground and asked angrily: "Then which direction did you see them going?"
"I, I know something..." The man replied breathlessly, his voice almost trembling: "I, I saw them going in the direction of the city hall."
"Damn it!"
The air thief threw him away and hurriedly said to the others: "Quickly notify the first officer, we will gather in the direction of the city hall immediately!"
All the air pirates nodded in unison.
…
It took a lot of effort for Fang Plover to climb up the cliff where the city hall is located.
He tightened the cable creakingly and approached the suspended corridor a little bit. The magic winch was making an overwhelming sound and bursts of white smoke were coming out - but several blood shark air pirates were passing below, and something was about to happen before him.
After discovering him, there was not much time for him to stop and wait for the engine to cool down.
He gritted his teeth, struggled upward, and grabbed the broken hole with his other hand. He then pulled up and climbed up from there.
Although he also relied on the power of tightening the cable, before being strengthened by the Dragon Heart, he definitely would not have been able to perform such a level of movement.
Fang Plover turned over and climbed up to the break there. He looked down again and saw that several air pirates did not seem to notice the noise above their heads. This made him sigh in relief.
He carefully retracted again.
Although his stealth skills are not high, in a battlefield environment, it is still difficult to make a noise that can overpower the sound of gunfire and explosions. Moreover, the air pirates must always be aware of the descendants of Flor who are ambushing ahead.
Man, it's understandable that he didn't notice him for a while.
But he could actually have come up in a more secure way.
For example, turning on the flying claws at full power, or using the flash of the powerful angel, are all within the scope of consideration. However, the power Eve gave him has been used up, and the magic power consumption will naturally be saved as much as possible.
Although he had just exchanged spare magic crystals at Etila's place, Miss Elf could not bring too many spare crystals after all. Now that the two of them were deep behind enemy lines, in order to avoid the same dilemma as before, they needed to plan carefully.
Fang Yu looked at the gap where he was.
In fact, this place was originally part of the underground tunnel, but after experiencing faults, it was now exposed beyond the cliff, more like a suspended plank road. He ducked and walked towards the other end of the plank road, where there was an entrance that he had already spotted.
Etila, who had transformed into a bird of paradise, had been waiting for him there, and when he appeared, she transformed into a human form in a cloud of mist.
Fang Yu was about to ask, but Miss Elf had already raised a finger, pressed it to her lips, and shook her head to indicate that there was someone inside.
When Fang Yu reached the end of the plank road, he couldn't help but glance into the crack leading into the cliff. It was dark inside. He turned back and looked at Miss Attila, asking with his eyes what she had found.
"People who are descendants of Flor." Attila lowered her voice to the lowest level and spoke carefully.
Fang Yu was not surprised that there were people descended from Flor here, after all, he was chasing these people here.
However, he didn't say much. He only looked at Miss Elf's gesture - there were two people of Flor's descent about ten meters away from the tunnel entrance.
It's just that he hasn't learned any special sign language, so he can only understand so much.
Etila probably thought of this, and then added another sentence with her mouth: "An iron guard, a spell caster."
As for the faction of the spell caster, Miss Elf herself doesn’t know.
Fang Yu nodded to express his understanding.
He has dealt with people who are descendants of Flor, so he naturally understands how troublesome they are. But now that he no longer has the power of the Dragon's Golden Eyes given to him by Eve, the first round of confrontation is crucial.
He raised his hand and quietly summoned the powerful angel, then closed his eyes and opened them again. The power he had obtained from the Dragon's Heart appeared again, and the time in the cave suddenly seemed to him as clear as daylight.
Only then did Fang Plover hold on to the reinforced gloves and walked inside with the capable angel.
Although this cave was a crack created by a fault zone, it was originally part of the tunnel after all, so it was fairly straight. The two of them hadn't gone far when they saw two people of Flor's descent guarding there.
The two of them were leaning on a flight of stairs, one behind the other. The Iron Guard was sitting in front, concentrating on taking a piece of grease and smearing it on his sword to maintain the weapon.
The other spell caster closed his eyes and muttered to himself, probably strengthening his spell memory.
The vigilance of these two people was so lax, and their behavior was so different from that of the descendants of Flor before, that Fang Pliance was a little surprised for a while. He even suspected that this was a trap, and couldn't help but look around, but
I didn't find anyone else.
He weighed the Clockwork Goblin in his hand again. If the place wasn't so narrow and the subtle flapping of its wings would definitely attract the opponent's attention, he would even want to throw the Clockwork Goblin out for investigation.
However, after Fang Yu carefully observed it for a while, he discovered the magic wand lying next to the caster. There was a big difference between the magic wand of the magician and the elemental wand of the elementalist, so the other party should be a genuine one.
Sorcerer.
As for the magician, the spellcasting is much slower than the elementalist who can prepare the elemental crystal in advance; and the remaining iron guard does not seem to be able to cope with the surprise attack.
Fang Yu was silent for a moment, feeling as if he had seized an opportunity.
Although it looked a bit like a trap, he didn't care so much. If Miss Eve was really taken away by these people, I'm afraid he wouldn't have much time left.
Fang Plover flicked his wrist, and commanded the capable angel to blend into the darkness, and walked quietly in that direction.
Although theoretically speaking, the opponent's squishy character with high attack speed must be killed first during the raid, so his first choice at the moment is undoubtedly the magician.
However, Fang Plover has other considerations——
He knew that the only ones left here were those responsible for keeping watch, and there must be other members of the descendants of Flor in the city hall.
In order not to alert the enemy and expose his identity, he must choose a quick decision.
The best solution for a quick victory, if possible, is to kill the shield guardian first. Once the shield guardian leaves the field, what kind of trouble can the remaining magician with high attack power and low health be able to make?
Therefore, Fang Plover immediately determined the target, and with a flick of his hand, the capable angel immediately accelerated and rushed towards the two members of the descendants of Flor.
The capable angel didn't make much noise when he moved, but it was obvious that the opponent was quite capable. At the moment when it was approaching, the iron guard reacted.
The opponent immediately threw away the grease in his hand and subconsciously raised the sword with his backhand. A spark flashed in the darkness. With a sharp sound, the opponent blocked the Angel's arm blade without hesitation.
But the balance value that the Angel of Energy responded to made Fang Yu slightly startled. The strength level of the Iron Guard was much lower than he expected.
Although the iron guard blocked the sword, Fang Plover had never been a one-sword player. Under his calm control, the capable angel used his right foot as a fulcrum and turned around to kick sideways.
He raised his foot blade and stabbed the opponent with one sword.
"Construct!" The man seemed to have reacted and shouted in a low voice. However, the powerful angel forced him to retreat continuously. He had no time to get his shield, so he could only block it with his sword.
There was another burst of fire, and he still blocked the Archangel's foot blade, but the slender blade passed across his arm, leaving a wound there.
But the capable angel missed the attack, and the foot blade actually thrust straight into the wall behind him, and pierced it with his sword.
Then it used this force to raise its right foot and swung its sword at him. This sword was so tricky that the iron guard didn't react at all.
Or even if he reacted, it would be too late to regain his balance.
There was a "chi" sound, and a blood mark appeared on his neck. The iron guard's eyes widened and he scratched that spot with his hand in vain.
But suddenly he rolled his eyes and fell headfirst.
Seeing this, Fang Yu said nothing, and immediately commanded the capable angel to pull out the foot blade from the wall and rush towards the magician on the other side.
But he had just completed this action, and then he couldn't help but was stunned. Because he found that the magician didn't react at all, let alone cast a spell. The other party actually picked up his magic wand in a panic.
But by this time it was too late.
Although Fang Yu was a little surprised, he would not give the opponent this chance. He just used his hand to turn into a knife and slashed forward.
The magician immediately lost his head and died inexplicably.
Fang Yu couldn't believe it when he saw the two people falling one after another. When he fought with the descendants of Flor before, the other party almost chased him to a corner. Why did these people suddenly become
So delicious?
Even if not everyone is a dragon knight, the team of descendants of Flor that he first encountered were actually elite.
Don't forget, at that time, in addition to Eve's strength gain, he also had Miya and R on his side to support him. Even so, it would not be so easy for him to fight against the opponent.
He was stunned for a moment, then stepped forward to check. But the surroundings were quiet, and the ambush he imagined did not exist.
Fang Yu checked the bodies of the two, but unfortunately, the other party did not drop anything valuable.
But he raised his head, and Aitila suddenly said:
"Ed, someone is coming."
Fang Yu looked over there, and he was not surprised. These two people should be in the same team as others. Although they may not have time to inform them what happened here, someone in the team died, and the others were still alive.
Visible.
This was exactly the reason why he chose to fight quickly, and the facts proved that he was not wrong in his judgment.
Miss Elf was injured and was not in a position to fight, so she had not taken action before. However, in such a battle, it didn't really matter whether she took action or not.
But even if she didn't take action, Attila still remained at least vigilant.
In fact, Fang Piao had already sent out his clockwork goblin as soon as the battle was over, and by this time he had already captured the movement over there through the clockwork goblin.
There were three in total, and it seemed that the descendants of Flor liked this small group of five people very much. The leader of the three was a sword warrior, followed by an archer with a curved bow.
The last person was a spell caster. Clockwork Elf couldn't see the opponent's magic weapon clearly in his field of vision, but Fang Yu blindly estimated that he should be a healer.
He had an idea in his mind, so he laid a trap without haste, and then retreated outside with Aitila.
In just a moment, the three people appeared in the tunnel. They were obviously worried about an ambush, so although they hurried over, they still maintained a minimum formation.
The great swordsman is in front, the ranger is in the back, and finally the healer.
It's a pity that they only considered the ambushes on the left and right sides or in the darkness ahead, but they didn't expect that their opponent was a combat craftsman.
They didn't even expect that the first wave of ambush would come from under their feet.
With a 'buzz' sound, the lurker TS-1 jumped up, and a gravity trap was immediately generated. At the same time as these people slowed down, two screaming banshees flew over silently, dropping some light gadgets.
Just a moment later, the shock bomb and flash bomb took effect at the same time, and in a dazzling light, almost all three of them were hit.
And taking advantage of the moment when the opponent was blinded, the capable angels lurking aside immediately attacked.
It's just that the great swordsman leading the group was probably the captain of the group. Although his reaction was much worse than that of the people Fang Plover met before, the battle could not continue.
The moment the powerful angel approached him, the opponent actually raised the big sword in his hand and slashed blindly with the sword. This sword struck right on the arm blade held out by the capable angel.
Both sides pushed away due to the other's strength, and Fang Plover's offensive naturally came to an abrupt end.
But before the great swordsman could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard the ranger on the side shout: "There's more!" He reluctantly opened his tearful eyes and looked around, only to vaguely see a shadow pushing away from him.
The construct flew towards him.
It's nothing else but another powerful angel.
But the great swordsman's movements were slow to begin with, not to mention that he was caught off guard. He had no time to withdraw his sword, and only watched helplessly as the powerful angel's sword pierced his chest.
The capable angel pulled out his sword and shot out a bloody arrow. At the same time, the bowstring on one side rang out, and it turned out that the ranger finally unfurled his bow and nocked an arrow, and shot at him.
Unfortunately, due to the effect of gravity, the opponent was still half a beat slower.
The ranger himself was aware of this at this moment. He probably thought that the angel would dodge the arrow sideways, so after one arrow, he immediately opened his bow and took another arrow.
It's just that he forgot that his opponent was a construct, not a real creature.
Fang Yu was worried that there were more enemies, so he had no intention of dodging the sword, so he directly ordered the angel to catch it, and then slashed at the ranger with his backhand.
The second battle ended in just a moment.
The healer saw his two teammates turned into dead souls under the sword in an instant in front of him, and lost his resistance, turned around and fled deeper.
But how could Fang Yu give him this opportunity? He would catch up with him and kill him with one sword.
After the three fell to the ground, even Aitila noticed it this time and couldn't help but mention: "The opponent's level seems to have dropped significantly compared to before."
Fang Yu nodded, feeling that something was not right in his heart. He just walked over and checked, and this time the three people finally dropped something.
He looked at it and saw that it was just a strange, gray triangular stone slab.