Fang Yuan answered this question after thinking for a while.
And his answer was extremely simple: "Of course I am qualified."
The wanderer was startled slightly and looked at him with narrowed eyes. On the pale face that originally belonged to Count Silin-Spica, the thin lips were pursed tightly, and a kind of light was shining in the depths of his eyes.
Looking at it thinking about its meaning.
But Fang Yu took a step forward, opened his mouth, and told him a term almost silently.
That silent language is like a sharp sword that reflects the cold light, reflecting the snow-white face of the wanderer. It is also like the refraction of a piece of glass, narrow and sharp, reflecting into the depths of his eyes, and going straight into
The coldness of people's hearts made the latter take a step back involuntarily.
The wanderer shuddered and almost broke the spell.
The atmosphere in the square was almost frozen for a moment, and the young scholar unexpectedly raised his head and looked in this direction.
Eve's tearful eyes wandered between Fang Plover and the Wanderer. She had never seen her adoptive father show such an expression. He was silent, cold, and even a little inhumane, as if there was nothing in this world.
Something worthy of his casual glance.
At this moment, the expression on his face was almost twisted and ferocious, and he opened his mouth, as if revealing a mouth of white fangs. He was looking at Fang Pliong's story buried deep in his heart with an incredible look.
The high walls and the woman in the castle were just like a pale shadow, floating deep in his heart.
It made him feel chills involuntarily. Those were the most panicked days in his life. Those ulterior secrets, he thought had been completely sealed in the dust of time, and became nightmares that he never wanted to look back on.
And those days have all turned into one name at this moment.
What Fang Plover said is
"Eve, I met your mother."
"She looks a lot like you."
The tears on the girl's face burst out in an instant.
That name is Chrissy Rogers.
"Shut up," the wanderer lost his composure for the first time, with veins protruding from his forehead, while Doris's voice became sharp and high-pitched, and she let out a scream that could pierce the air: "You have no right to mention
she!"
But Fang Yu only opened the Lone King's Pride with a 'click', and the silver arm armor opened its shell and slid to the ground, revealing the scarred arm underneath due to the overload of magic power.
He did not directly answer the Wanderer's words.
Because he was asking Miss Tata a question in his mind:
"Miss Tata, I am not an Oath Keeper, how can I do that?"
In the darkness of the spiritual world, Miss Goblin raised her head and looked at her quietly. She stared at the young man silently for a moment, then quietly asked: "Mr. Knight, this is a road of no return, do you really want to
What to do?"
"I have no choice," Fang Yu replied: "As you can see, I have to do that to protect everyone around me."
"I have to make a choice. This is Ms. Misou's answer and it is mine."
"Nini may be able to help you, Mr. Knight."
"Papa" Little Dragon Soul tilted his head and looked at him, calling out in a sweet voice.
Fang Yu turned around and looked at his 'daughter' tenderly.
He didn't know what the consequences would be if he did this. But it was very likely that this would be the last time he saw his two Dragon Soul ladies.
He couldn't help but stretched out his hand and touched Nini's silky flame hair. Then he raised his head again, looked at Miss Tata, and replied: "Thank you, Miss Tata. I originally said I would take you to more places.
But I didn’t expect that it might stop here.”
"Perhaps not, Mr. Knight."
Tata replied.
She said quietly: "The dragon wings you saw covered the sky and cast a shadow over the earth. The prophecy about death you saw at Traveler's Rest, but do you still remember what saved you at that time?"
"Isn't it you, Miss Tata?"
Tata shook his head: "Do you still remember what Priest Tada said?"
"Cang Zhihui?"
"perhaps."
Fang Yu was silent for a moment, nodded, and then shook his head. He may have understood something, but at the moment, it was too late to think carefully about what the prophecy of Tada Sacrifice actually meant.
"Then I'll do it," he said, "Miss Tata."
The goblin lady looked at him calmly and nodded with a rare tenderness.
The darkness in Fang Yu's eyes receded, and the long conversation in the spiritual world was only a moment to the real world.
The wanderer had just shouted those words hysterically, and he had already raised his head. Deep in the dark pupils, there were two golden flames, as if they were burning out, piercing the darkness, looking straight at
Count 'Silin Spica' in front of you.
Fang Yu gently clenched his fist and answered word by word:
"I am the bloodline heir of the Grossl family."
"This is my qualification"
These words were like a bolt of lightning that struck the other party.
The sword in the wanderer's hand fell to the ground with a loud sound.
Seeing this scene, a flash of enlightenment flashed through Fang Yu's heart.
He had long expected that the other party's identity was closely related to the Grossl family. Ever since he listened to Nicol Bolas's story, he understood that the so-called 'Alt Ellingland' was definitely not the other party's first identity.
.
Where does that dark and ancient knowledge come from? Whether it is the changes in Toragotos, the origin of Luo Lin, the girl in the castle, the emblem of the running wolf, all the clues seem to point to
The long, frost-covered fjords of that cold country.
That ancient and dark land is the birthplace of the Logosl family. However, countless secrets have been buried there since the time of the ancient king. He believed that the three names written on the diary must be related to that person.
Ancient families have deep connections, and there must be secrets hidden behind them that people cannot imagine.
And the secret end is currently tied to the mysterious wanderer in front of him.
Who is he and where does he come from?
He just tried it out and achieved unexpected results.
The other person's so-called experiences similar to his own when he was young were not consistent with Alt Ellingland's life experience. He may not have realized it himself, but his unintentional words left the biggest loophole.
But unfortunately, the young man in front of him
Also holding in his hand is a scepter from an arrogant man.
One end of the scepter is held in the hand of a slender, pale, undead man with empty eyes. The other person's deep eyes seem to be able to penetrate the shadows of time and fall directly on him. And behind his tattered robes
Above, the family emblem on the chest is the running wolf in winter.
It seems that this moment is not only about seeking justice, but also a series of blood feuds.
The girl of Elspear Castle, the dormant ghost of Dolifen, the moment the scepter was handed over to Fang Plover, the story in the dark had already begun. And up to this moment, it is by no means the end.
carve
If this is not the qualification?
Then what truth is there in this world?
This is the first time that Fang Plover feels the power of fate. But it is by no means an unchanging cycle, but the vision pursued by people. They gather together and push an ordinary person to reach such a position step by step. The so-called
Given the current situation, the so-called heroes are actually just ordinary people who have to make choices like him.
And Fang Yu didn't know what he could afford...
But all he knew was that at this moment he had no way to make any progress.
And at this moment.
The anger in his heart had already turned into golden flames, and the blood of the Dragon King was burning in his body. It was as if he felt the same feeling as Ms. Misu for the first time, and the power of the dragon descended on him. Eve glared
With big eyes, he looked at the dense scales growing layer by layer on Fang Plover's arms.
"Dragon Heart...?"
Delis made a strange cry from her mouth.
The wanderer immediately turned around and looked at his daughter with cold eyes: "You gave him the dragon's heart!?"
Eve said nothing, only looked at this scene with a pale face and cold hands and feet. She never thought that the Dragon Heart could have such an effect. Mr. Ed turned into a dragon. How could this happen? He would become the next one.
Dragon King Lifgard, or will he become the puppet of the Dark Dragon King?
She fell to her knees on the ground, wondering what she had done wrong.
The wanderer looked back and felt threatened by Fang Plover for the first time.
It was just at this time that neither of them noticed that the bone dragon suddenly shook its body and slowly stood up from the ground. In its dark eyes, two points of burning phosphorus were looking at this
direction. But after a moment, it slowly turned back.
In the direction it was looking at, the soil on the ground loosened a bit. Then under the shadow there, a layer of gravel sliding stone slabs was pushed open, and a small, short, fat hand stretched out from it.
Then the pudgy sphere, a Papalar, emerged from there like a groundhog. Behind him was a human nightingale girl, and further behind were two people or, in other words, one person.
, and a humanoid creature that might even be called a 'human'.
The bone dragon glanced at the latter, then retracted its bone wings and turned back.
At the top of the square, after being briefly shocked, the wanderer finally calmed down again. "Heart of the Dragon, Golden Dragon of the Dragon," he sighed softly: "But fortunately, Lifgard's soul is not in you, and you don't have it."
The true power of the Dragon King is, at best, nothing more than a shadow of Nicol Bolas."
Then he raised his hands as he spoke, and an unformed storm once again unfolded behind him.
But the next moment, he saw a double image superimposed on Fang Plover. At that moment, the wanderer was stunned and his eyes widened.
The pointed horns, long tail, claws are as sharp as knives, and the long hair is like flowing flames. He/she raises his head, revealing his snow-white teeth, and the pointed fangs shine with the unique cold light of the dragon's teeth.
"Nico Bolas?" 'Delis' behind the wanderer was shocked: "No, how can there be dark power?"
"Who are you anyway?"
But Fang Yu didn't answer.
The Wanderer waved his hand, and the dark storm behind him suddenly took shape. He pointed forward again, and the raging storm immediately drew twisted shadows and rushed towards the square plover in front.
But Fang Yu seemed to be indifferent. The cold light flashing in his golden pupils reflected this scene. Then he raised his paw, grabbed it lightly, and grabbed the spell in his hand as if it were substantial, as if tearing off a huge piece.
Like a curtain, the entire spell storm was torn down from mid-air.
He gently held it, and the spell immediately fell into pieces. The elemental ether turned into dust in his hand and fell to the ground.
Then he took a step forward.
Just this step.
Then a lingering shadow appeared in the eyes of everyone in the square, including the homeless people.
Before the shadow dissipated, Fang Plover appeared next to the latter in the next moment. He swung his claws at the wanderer. However, the wanderer also reacted very quickly. He turned around and raised his right hand to block the blow with a loud bang.
, the moment the two people fought, the air suddenly shook, and a twisted area was created.
Then Fang Plover stepped back, turned around again, and the next moment, the wanderer saw a shadow sweeping toward him from the corner of his eye.
Dragon tail strike.
The wanderer blocked it with his hand, and there was another loud noise, the air flow flew up, and a sharp piercing sound was produced under the bottom of the pit, causing the weakest young scholar among the group to scream and cover his ears.
After Fang Plover retreated, his claws touched the ground, leaving a deep mark like a knife cutting tofu. Then he moved forward again and launched an attack. In an instant, everyone heard an explosion, and the ground
The dust on the top was shaken, and then separated to both sides.
Only then did the few people see that the moment Fang Plover lunged forward, a cone of air appeared in front of him. Then he passed through the cone of cloud, appeared in front of the wanderer like a flash, and swung his claw at the wanderer again.
.
The air torn between the sharp claws almost created a white vortex.
The vortex swept across the ground of the square, and immediately the stone slabs at the bottom of the square shattered with a 'click' sound.
However, the Wanderer still retreated and blocked. After blocking seven or eight times in a row, he struck back with his backhand. Fang Plover stretched out his claws to block before retreating. Between the two fights, everyone could only see two people.
Shadows lingered on the square for a moment.
At this time, they separated again.
The Wanderer took a step back and looked at Fang Pliance with a lingering look of fear on his face, while Delis behind him sneered: "It turns out that he is just a new sky knight. Although such a young sky knight is rare, but with your situation
With your power and your new dragon soul, if you can do anything to me, I'm afraid you are overestimating your capabilities."
However, his words did not receive any response for a while.
Because in front of him, Fang Plover's golden pupils were burning with endless anger, and he was looking at him coldly.
In fact, from the moment the dragon's golden blood poured into his heart, Fang Yu almost lost control of himself.
It seemed that he could only hear a huge and majestic pulsing sound in the endless void, one after another, exploding in his heart. If it weren't for Tata and Nini, he would have surrendered to the darkness long ago.
Under his will. And even at this moment, he could only maintain the last trace of consciousness.
Only a strong and firm will still lingers in his soul.
That is to interrupt the opponent's spell casting.
Completely end this fatal cycle.
Because that's what he promised Miss Eve.
Fang Plover took a heavy breath, and then struggled to squeeze out a sentence from between his teeth:
"Is it?"
Before he finished speaking, he flashed again and immediately continued to rush forward.
The wanderer sneered when he saw this. The other party had lost his mind, but as he said, this little power alone couldn't do anything to him. But this young man had already wasted enough of his time.
Wen was about to succeed, and he no longer wanted to continue like this.
He stretched out his right hand, and the sword in the square in the distance seemed to be guided by an invisible force and automatically flew back to his hand.
Next, this will be the final blow
The wanderer raised his sword, and the cold light of the blade reflected the endless tranquility in his eyes. The battle a hundred years later was so similar to that of Yosu De, but it was time to end it all, he thought.
He raised his sword.
But the next moment, the indifferent expression froze on his face.
At that moment, a look of extreme disbelief and shock appeared on the wanderer's face. His movements seemed to be slowed down several times at once. He could only watch as Fang Plover's fist missed his own blade.
, slowly waved towards himself.
But he didn't even notice this scene.
Because in his eyes, at the far end of the square, under the shadow there, two people were slowly walking out and standing behind Fang Plover one by one.
one.
Wearing a purple robe, with a head full of black hair, and holding the Kaolin-Ithurian royal staff, he looked at this scene with indifferent eyes. It seemed that everything was just like what the opponent saw in that unprecedented battle a hundred years ago.
Same.
And another.
He was also holding a long staff, but under his robe, his white ribs were exposed, and above a somewhat ridiculous skull head, two eye holes were staring at him with dark eyes.
On the long staff in its hand, the running wolf emblem is lifelike.
Both men chanted incantations and pointed their staffs at him.
In that moment, the wanderer felt as if time had slowed down hundreds of times.
And Fang Plover's fist was moving forward bit by bit, hitting the bridge of his nose impartially at a speed visible to his naked eyes.
"This punch," Fang Yu grinned, revealing his white teeth.
He read word by word through gritted teeth:
"In the name of revenge."
One punch.
There was a loud noise.
Under everyone's shocked eyes.
The wanderer flew away like a kite with its string cut off.
As soon as Fang Plover landed on the ground, a trace of doubt actually flashed in his heart.
Why did the other party hesitate at the last moment before? It's just that the same hesitation did not appear on Fang Plover at this moment. He only stayed for a moment, and his figure continued to move forward in an instant, as if a shadow caught up with him and was still in mid-air.
The wanderer, and then another heavy blow.
The wanderer immediately turned to the ground and crashed into the pit, raising a cloud of dust. Fang Plover then landed, released his paws, and looked at the square in that direction. The dust that had been raised had not yet dispersed. However, it was already quiet.
