When the stars in the sky fell towards the wanderer, the latter still seemed indifferent. He only raised his head and raised his right hand expressionlessly. The space behind him seemed to be distorted, and the dark energy formed a misplaced storm. When the storm and
Starlight criss-crossed, and the golden clockwork fairy split into two or three in mid-air. The arc-shaped shell was cut open to form bouncing copper rings, which rolled down to the ground like raindrops.
Fang Yu had never seen a spell like this, but he could also see that the powerful ether power controlled the space. The misaligned space was like a sharp blade, cutting his clockwork fairy.
This is somewhat similar to the wind blade cluster of atmospheric elements, but the attack power is not on the same world line.
But he had also expected that Count Silin-Spica would not sit still and wait for death. It was obviously impossible to do everything in one blow.
Fang Yu immediately raised his left hand and used both hands to control his Clockwork Fairy. He opened his fingers. In the darkness, the red light in the crystal pupils of the Clockwork Fairy flashed slightly, turning and changing direction with a red light mark.
Every clockwork fairy that survived was scattered in all directions at the same time and on different trajectories.
A golden stream of light shuttled through the darkness.
Under Fang Plover's guidance, they nimbly shuttled between the misplaced storms. In the next moment, Fang Plover's hands sank downwards under his instructions, and a piece of golden light also sank downwards.
It sank beneath the storm, and then immediately rushed towards the wanderers ahead, screaming.
When the wanderer saw this scene, a strange light flashed in his eyes.
If at this moment, every structural component on Fang Plover's control gloves, every subtle vibration produced by the magic crystal embedded in it, and every operating command generated in it, can be refined into a link with the clockwork fairy.
If connected
He must be able to see the connections all over the sky, connecting to every clockwork fairy, and the connections all over the sky are exactly the reflection of genius at this moment. Fang Yu is making every remaining clockwork fairy seem to be alive.
Just like in the past, independent consciousness emerged.
And the golden light that filled the sky was exactly the golden sword in his hand that was swinging in this direction.
The young scholar not far away opened his mouth wide and saw a fleeting light in his eyes. Although he was not a craftsman, fighting craftsmen were popular in the world, so he probably understood the meaning of this scene. Even if he saw it at the Silver Tower
The most talented young man who ever lived was nothing more than this
But there are many differences between the two.
In his eyes, he seemed to be an indomitable young man, destined to challenge the insurmountable mountain.
It was like a bouquet of bright fireworks, blooming in the night sky, illuminating for a while. Although beautiful, it was short-lived...
He could not win and was destined to fail, but the other party might have been prepared to sacrifice. What the young man had said to him before flashed through his mind at this moment:
"What will happen?"
"Don't ask, just look."
Now he sees it.
The other party can clearly aspire to better and higher achievements, so why would he make this choice at such a young age?
But no matter what era it is, the heroic spirit can always infect people's hearts. A wave of warmth came from the heart of the young scholar, making him temporarily forget his fear. He tremblingly took out a pair of glasses from his arms and put them on, and looked back.
A glance at the elf lady not far away.
By the way, I still have some commitments that I haven't fulfilled yet.
"Don't worry, I will finish it!" He gritted his teeth and said to himself. He didn't know where the courage came from, and he buried his head and rushed in that direction.
Fang Yu didn't look behind him.
Just as the wanderer's admiring gaze only fell on him. His admiration was more like a compliment to the young man's courage, with a touch of ridicule. Since the era of the Dragon Witch, how many people have dared to face it from the front like this?
Initiated a challenge yourself?
He saw a familiar temperament from Fang Yu, which felt like that of Yue Xiude, which actually made him feel a little nostalgic for the past era.
Although they are enemies, he also admires the other person's purity without impurities. The differences between the two people actually come from their different perceptions of life and power, but he does not think there is anything wrong with himself, nor does he think there is anything wrong with the other party.
place.
They couldn't convince each other, so they talked with strength. This was his logic. If it failed, there was nothing to say. The wanderer's eyes returned to reality, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still, and there was a trace of pity.
means.
It's a pity that Yuexiude is dead. This is the meaning of eternity. The young man in front of him is still too weak. But compared to Pudra and those in the kingdom, he shook his head slightly.
, those people are not even as good as a child.
He raised his hand to block it.
The 'golden sword' in Fang Plover's hand was broken into pieces.
The latter raised his head and looked with some disbelief at the clockwork fairy that had shattered in mid-air. The parts scattered like a clank and fell to the ground.
For the first time, he felt a little at a loss. He still had an angel, but what was the point of being in front of the other party? It was just like a toy. Fang Plover gritted his teeth, calmed down, looked at the other party, raised his hand again, and said to
With the next press, every resonance crystal embedded in the reinforced glove resonates in unison.
A giant statue opened a light door from mid-air and fell straight down.
Orphen's twin stars held huge shields and pressed down on the Wanderers with a huge force.
But the wanderer only raised his right hand, extended his index finger, and pointed it upward.
The moment the fingertips touched the shield surface, the depression changed from a point to the entire surface. The two-inch-thick stainless steel giant shield wrinkled like a piece of paper. The huge impact force not only deformed the shield surface, but also the giant statue behind it.
They also flew out together.
Fang Yu heard a cracking sound, and at least one-third of the resonance crystals in the reinforced gloves were shattered. But he clenched his fist hard, and the loud noise flying out of the air was split into two. The fearless man holding a spear rushed towards
Wanderer stabbed him with a gun.
The giant statue holding a huge shield flew out and hit the edge of the pit with a loud noise, which even shook the ground.
The Wanderer didn't even waver in his eyes. With a slight wave of his hand, an invisible force hit the Fearless One from the side. The latter stopped suddenly in mid-air, flew back like a kite with its string broken, and stepped away from the Colossus.
’s footsteps.
But before the blow was completed, two silver lights came into his eyes. Two silver angel structures, one behind the other, and two long and narrow swords, stabbed straight at him. Count Xilin Spica backhanded him for the first time.
Pulling the sword, a ray of light flashed through, and one of the powerful angels immediately broke from it and fell down.
But the other Angel of Power flashed away and flashed behind him.
The Wanderer held the sword behind his back, as if he had eyes behind his back, blocking the powerful angel's blow.
He slashed with his backhand again, and the capable angel also followed in the footsteps of the former. But before he could take back his long sword, two more balls of silver light appeared in front of him. The same two narrow and sharp blades came into his eyes. The wanderer was startled.
With an expressionless face, he drew back his sword and slashed.
But this time, the two capable angels took a step back together.
The tip of the sword only made a thin gash on the shell of one of the Angels at the waist and abdomen, while the other Angel was unscathed. They retreated and then came up, attacking the Wanderer again.
avoided
The Rangers were a little surprised for the first time.
Did the other party react when he caught up with him?
But a thought flashed through his mind and he realized that this was impossible. Although he had not yet shown one-tenth of his strength, he could not catch up with the other party. He suddenly had a glimmer of understanding that the other party had predicted his reaction.
:Did you record the data from the last fight? Did you respond so quickly?
interesting.
But it’s no use. How many capable angels do you have?
He thought in his mind, and simply stretched out his finger, two light balls, one after the other, hit the two angels. Because the speed of the dark light balls was so fast, Fang Plover did not react at all, he only had time to let go
A clockwork fairy shuttled past and came around to the capable angel.
But to no avail, the Wanderer waved his hand, and the Clockwork Goblin fell apart out of thin air.
The two powerful angels fell down, and half of the clockwork fairy rolled back.
Fang Plover really had no choice this time. This type II clockwork fairy was already his last reserve. Normally, he was reluctant to use it in battle. He only used it for reconnaissance or to pass information among the team.
中. He watched this scene happen, feeling powerless for the first time.
He was the only one left.
He clenched his fists. In the previous battle, with the cover of a series of operations, he had actually gotten close to the opponent not far away.
But is this small distance really useful? The opponent is too strong, even stronger than the dragon knight he met before. He has already seen that the wanderer is not trying his best, but even so, there is still no chance. His eyes briefly met
The girls in the center of the square met. Eve looked pale and shook her head at him with tears in her eyes.
"Ed, come back..."
Attila could finally make a sound.
The young scholar was coming to her and said loudly to her: "He asked me to take you away!"
Miss Elf didn't seem to hear anything and just stared at Fang Plover's back.
Fang Plover took a step forward and stretched his right hand forward. Gu Wang Zhi Ao took off his hand and flew out but deviated from the direction. The flying claws took the rope and flew past the opponent. The wanderer just remained motionless and watched this scene indifferently.
.
Since then, he has not stopped incanting, and the lines of text on the square are shining brighter and brighter.
Fang Plover launched the flying claw of his left hand again.
The wanderer raised his hand and caught the flying claw with a 'click', as if Fang Plover had given the flying claw to his hand, and then gently shook it, and the flying claw sent by Ms. Ming immediately shattered. But Fang Plover was too late.
Heartache, because at this moment, the pride of the lonely king on the other side has hit a broken pillar behind the wanderer.
Fang Yu grabbed it with his hand, and the magic engine started immediately. The magic furnace, which was maintained in an overloaded state, emitted bursts of white smoke, almost reaching the limit. The high temperature even burned through the scorching layer, making Fang Yu feel a heart-wrenching sensation behind him.
of pain.
But he can't control that much.
The cable straightened with a 'buzz' sound, and the moment the wanderer dropped the flying claw in his hand, Gu Wang Zhi Ao was holding Fang Plover and flying straight towards him.
He smoothly pulled out the dagger from his boot and swung the sword towards the opponent with his backhand.
But the imagination is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.
Without seeing the homeless man move, he punched him in the lower abdomen. Before he even handed the dagger out, it flew back and fell to the ground, rolling several times.
It's just that the other party obviously didn't use all his strength, otherwise he would be left with only bloody skin. With just a light touch, the other party could meet the gods of Aitalia on the spot. Maybe he wouldn't be able to see him, and he would only be able to see Bai Sensen.
A huge star gate refracting light under the sun.
Fang Plover realized that the battle was lost.
But his face was covered with blood, and he gritted his teeth and got up from the ground.
The young scholar was still not convinced. He raised his head and looked at this step, and couldn't help but take two steps back.
If it weren't for himself, the Dragon Sacrifice Script would not have been cracked. Without the Dragon Sacrifice Script, there would not be so many things happening today. He watched all this happen, but was helpless. The scholar profession has profound knowledge.
But knowledge has no effect in combat.
The wanderer looked at Fang Plover and raised his right hand.
"You can't kill him, Mr. Alt," Eve pleaded with tears in her eyes: "You promised me."
The wanderer hesitated for a moment before putting his hand down again.
Fang Yu glanced at Eve and then at the Wanderer. Due to the excessive blood loss, he only felt a wave of dizziness coming over him. But he still had another chance. He still had a sword-wielding man that he had not summoned, so he could transform it for him.
The sword wielder who became the efreet was so special that it had not been used since the Battle of Fenris.
However, the sword holder is not as powerful as an angel, and does not have the ability to flash and strike, so he looks too clumsy in front of the opponent. We must find a way to get the sword holder close to the opponent without being destroyed by the opponent.
He couldn't think of any solution at the moment.
With only a bit of obsession, he staggered towards the other party.
The Wanderer watched this scene calmly, but he had already made a decision in his heart. As long as Fang Plover got close enough, he would take action without hesitation, regardless of whether he had an agreement with Eve or not.
"Mr. Ed," Eve certainly understood this and couldn't help but shed tears and said, "Leave this place and think of a solution in the future. Yossiude, Yossude did the same thing back then. You don't have to do it."
We have to decide the winner here."
Fang Plover stopped and raised his head in confusion.
He knew he could wait.
But he looked at the girl with tears in her eyes, at Delis who looked confused and didn't know she was in danger, at Attila, and at the young scholar who was at a loss.
He looked at the firelight all over the sky and the inverted starry sky. The bright stars in the sky seemed to be following an ancient oath, displaying the eyes of saints one by one, as if starting from ancient times.
Then he watched everything happening on this earth.
Tragedies are happening here one after another.
It spans a hundred years, as if the past is still the same, everything today is like a reappearance of yesterday, and fate generally will not change in any way.
"Miss Eve," Fang Yu said softly: "...What I want to tell you is that you do not have the power of darkness. Nicol Bolas is not your reflection. People in the past, they wrongly blamed you.
.”
"I know, I know..." Eve nodded with tears in her eyes.
As the light of the magic circle grew stronger and stronger, her body became more and more transparent.
Can he really wait?
Fang Yu clenched his fists.
He came here to realize the dream he was pursuing. In the previous era, the first generation of free forerunners of Stargate created many legends in this world, and among those shining deeds,
It is full of the glory of human nature, the opposition between justice and evil, and simple and dreamy colors.
Maybe that's just a publicity ploy.
Maybe others will laugh at him for being too naive.
But he likes it, doesn't he?
What's wrong with pursuing what you like? He didn't choose to be a hero, but to do such things to make himself feel at peace in his heart.
As the big cat people say, just ask your heart.
And what is your true answer?
Fang Plover raised his head, and there seemed to be a bright light in his dark eyes.
Can you really do it? It's like a voice is asking him from somewhere. But Fang Pultru himself doesn't have any answer to this question. He only knows that he still has a chance. But what is the chance?
, is it worth it?
He doesn't know
The wanderer took a step back.
"You seem to have a deep misunderstanding of me," he finally said for the first time. But it was not him who spoke. It was Delis behind him. Delis said in a measured tone: "Lifgard's
Power will eventually return to this world."
"And what I did was just going with the flow. You may have seen that it brought a lot of harm, but what you can't see is another result," he replied. He was not worried about the young man in front of him, but the only
My concern is for my daughter.
Therefore, he slowly said: "If it weren't for me, the dark dragon's comeback would definitely bring more losses. Because one is controllable and the other is uncontrollable."
"Do you think I hate mortals, or my own daughter? No," he looked at Eve, "Do you think I am Andro, or a puppet of Lifgard? No, young man, mortals rule themselves.
There is nothing to blame for this fate.”
"What you are doing now is actually not unfamiliar to me," he looked at Fang Pliance quietly: "And the biggest difference between me and Yue Xiude is that I am not obsessed with whether the process is just or not.
It's different with Garcia, I don't get any pleasure from it, it's just about the purpose I'm pursuing."
"And what qualifications do you have to judge me?"
Delis was speaking one word at a time: "I have experienced everything you have experienced. But you don't understand my past. Your poor sense of justice is not worth showing off in front of me."
"If it weren't for your courage, I wouldn't even say these words to you."
"But one day, you will come to your senses."
"We are the same kind of people, young people."
Fang Plover raised his head and looked at the other party.
