Fang Yu turned around and saw the black shadow, and the other party also spotted him at the same time. Both of them were obviously surprised at the same time.
And Fang Yu took another closer look. He was wearing a purple robe, a low-pressed hood, and holding a staff. He was not the mystic of the Eye of Revealing, but he was a bit short and did not look like an adult.
people.
In contrast, the mystic was obviously a little panicked when he saw a person suddenly appearing next to him. He even felt a little overwhelmed and raised the magic wand in his hand to point at him, opened his mouth, but did not recite a single incantation for a long time.
Come.
Only then did Fang Yu realize it, and couldn't help but secretly cursed. The combat craftsman was indeed not suitable for wandering around alone. When controlling the clockwork goblin, it was too easy to ignore the situation around him.
However, when he saw the mystic raising his magic wand, he raised his right hand as an instinctive reaction and fired a rocket flying fist at the other party. When the two found each other, they were too close to each other, and the mystic was punched in the lower abdomen on the spot, and it was like
It bends down like a cooked shrimp.
Fang Yu didn't expect that his blow was effective. He was stunned for a moment before he stepped forward and pushed the opponent away, then ran forward past him.
The mystic was pushed to the ground by him, and when he fell to the ground, he let out a muffled grunt, and Fang Yu couldn't help but was slightly startled when he heard the voice. Was it a woman? Speaking of which, the thin feeling on his hand seemed to indicate that it was a woman.
got this point.
But he didn't have time to think too much. Wu Xiaopang and the others would be in trouble at any time. He just looked back uncertainly, then stepped forward and rushed out. He had been exposed, and it was only a matter of time before he was discovered. He must hurry up and escape now.
When leaving this place, it is best to join the guards brought by Abed.
No matter which side these mystics belong to, they never dare to make trouble openly and openly in front of the ruling power of Istania.
He crossed the corner in three steps and two steps at a time, and his vision was dark. However, relying on the dark vision ability provided by the blood of the Dragon King, and the memory of controlling the clockwork fairy to fly this route once before, he still ran to his destination smoothly.
land.
There was not the entrance to the previous room, but a sealed wall.
But this was exactly the place he had chosen. Without thinking, he took out the efreet and threw it forward with all his strength, and the round clockwork elf flew out.
A few seconds later, there was a flash of light in the darkness, and an explosion of wind hit us.
However, Fang Plover turned back early, and then there was a loud noise, the ground jumped heavily, and a strong wind mixed with gravel and stones rushed towards him. Although he stood far enough away and pulled up the hood of the alchemist's coat, the stones still flew towards him.
The hat was slapped on top, and the blow was painful through a layer of cloth.
Fang Yu didn't have time to take care of this. When he looked back, he saw that the power of the efreet's explosion was indeed astonishing. The wall there had disappeared, at least part of it. At this moment, a big hole appeared in the wall, and smoke and dust filled the inside and outside of the hole.
But through the diffuse smoke and dust, Fang Yu could still vaguely see Wu Xiaopang and his group behind him. Some of them were shaken by the explosion and sat on the ground. The remaining people were also looking in this direction in shock, not knowing what happened.
.
Fang Yu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this scene. If the opponent's position was too close, it would be affected by the explosion range, and if it was too far, it would not be conducive to rescue. In fact, he only estimated a direction. As for whether it can be achieved, it depends on luck, but
Now it seems that luck is actually pretty good?
The group of mystics on the pulpit were obviously taken aback. Only the leader reacted and shouted: "Stop them!"
Unfortunately, the guards had all rushed towards the door earlier, and it was too late to turn back now. This was the reason why Fang Pliance did not choose to break out from the door. He rushed in and waved to Wu Xiaopang and others.
He shouted: "Come out quickly!"
Wu Xiaopang and the other three were stunned for a moment, and then they were overjoyed. They all thought that they were definitely going to be caught, but they didn't expect that there was another village in the dark. The boss was worthy of being a boss. The way the magic soldiers descended from the sky almost made Wu Xiaopang almost
He was so unmoved that he burst into tears. The people standing also hurriedly picked up their companions and rushed over.
The three of them rushed to Fang Pliance. Wu Xiaopang seemed a little excited and shouted: "Boss, you came in too time. You saved us again. You are so handsome. If I were a girl, I might say so."
I can’t help but fall in love with the boss!”
As an adventurer, Wu Xiaopang has completed various tasks, large and small. But as mentioned before, most people will not joke about their own stars. At the moment, this incident is just a small incident in Fang Piao's eyes.
There were twists and turns, but in the eyes of the three of them, it was already the most tense and exciting encounter in their adventure careers.
Think about it, what it would be like to be surrounded by a group of aborigines who are more than ten levels higher than you, trying to arrest you. The last time Wu Xiaopang encountered such trouble was in Blood Thistle Castle, but there was only one undead there.
It's just a wizard, but now it's a whole group.
Speaking of which, the last time was also related to Fang Plover. Of course, the other party didn't think so much about it for a while.
After hearing what this guy said, Fang Yu couldn't help but feel a chill. He looked at the latter's figure again, resisted the urge to kick him back, and replied dryly:
"Without further ado."
The remaining two people snickered. Although they were in danger, the Chosen One still had such characteristics after all. Dangerous situations sometimes were not scary to them, but exciting.
Perhaps in their view, death was not as deadly as they imagined; it was just that Fang Plover did not tell them that dying here might actually be more deadly than imagined. He remembered the silver-white box again.
At this time, the guards were rushing in this direction, but after all, they were not as high-level as the mystics. They were only in their early twenties at most. They were also powerful heavy-armored warriors. They wore chainmail under their robes and held long-handled weapons. Therefore,
In Fang Plover's opinion, his speed is only average.
Without thinking, Fang Pliance threw two efreets in that direction. In the violent explosion, the Templar knight immediately staggered around.
The three people at the back were a little curious about what Fang Plover had thrown that caused such a violent explosion. They wanted to look back, but they only heard Fang Plover's serious voice: "Don't look back, leave quickly."
So Wu Xiaopang hurriedly turned back, and he and the other two people climbed out of the hole using their hands and feet.
At this time, Fang Yu lowered his head and rolled, and missed a bunch of purple light bullets flying in the air. The light bullets hit the ground and immediately raised a cloud of dust. He heard the chanting of the mystics again, and his scalp felt a little...
Feeling numb, I saw that Wu Xiaopang and others had left, so I quickly turned around and left.
But just as he turned around, a voice came from behind him: "Who is your Excellency? Have I seen you there?"
That was the voice of the leading warlock.
Fang Yu was stunned. It was impossible for the two sides to see each other through the diffuse smoke. But he understood that the leader of the mystics must have recognized his voice. After all, the two sides had just met in Tansnier not long ago.
I had a deal with the Craftsmen Association once.
But at this time, he would not be stupid enough to stay and explain to the other party. He just closed his mouth and got out of the hole.
Outside the cave, Wu Xiaopang and three other people were waiting for him. Fang Plover made a gesture to them. Luo Yu's spell lasted for an hour, and obviously it hadn't been that long since they entered this place. Although the effect of the spell was weakened,
Quite a few, but still: "Run separately."
"The mission is over. Let's go out to gather and help inform others on the way. I will lure these mystics away."
As a 'sophisticated' adventurer, Wu Xiaopang didn't ask why when he saw this, he turned around and ran in the other direction, and the three of them quickly disappeared into the mist.
Fang Yu stayed behind, and the guarding knight of the Eye of Revealing was stopped by him. Those mystics would not risk their lives, so he still had some time. He thought for a moment, and took out a
The mirrorer finds a location, sets it in that place, and then simulates a silhouette.
As for the image, of course he couldn't use his own appearance. He thought about it and decided to use the short mystic he had seen before.
It only took a few seconds to set up the mirror imager. He put the construct on the ground, and then immediately fled in the opposite direction where Wu Xiaopang and his group left. His purpose was to return to the previous lecture hall, which was similar to a lecture theater.
In the hall, since they came in separately to explore, all his Mares knights stayed in that place.
With twelve Mares knights, he is confident that he can fight these mystics and at least stop them without any problem.
But Fang Yu didn't expect that just as he took a step out, a cold voice suddenly came from the smoke and dust on one side:
"Who taught you that spell?"
The sound was so close that the person making the sound seemed to be standing behind him. Fang Yu was so frightened that he almost lost his mind. When he looked back, he realized that at some point, there was an occultist standing next to him. He recognized the other person as the occultist.
It's because the other party is wearing the same purple robe.
But the robe is somewhat special. The ordinary mystic's robe has a purple background with a silver eye pattern on the chest. And the robe on this person not only has the above characteristics, but is also covered with large and small silver stars.
, like the deep and shining night sky.
The other party did not wear a hood like the others, but took off his hat, revealing a bald head like that of Little Fatty Wu. Of course, he was not that fat, and was even very thin, with dark skin, deep facial features, and a pair of pale eyes.
Green eyes were looking at him seriously.
But the most impressive thing is the tattoos on the other person's forehead, chin and neck. The purple tattoos are like lightning cloud patterns, covering every inch of skin there, and exuding a faint faint glow in the dark.
Light seems to give people a mysterious feeling.
Fang Yu had never seen such a mystic before, but he instinctively felt that the other person was a bit difficult to deal with, so he subconsciously took a step back.
He knew in his heart that this person was definitely not simple, so what he was thinking about was a preemptive and sudden attack strategy. On the surface, he remained calm, and he even asked, "What magic do you mean?"
The other party was about to speak, but his expression suddenly changed, because he saw a flash of blue light in front of Fang Pliance, and an elegant silver swordsman seemed to have passed through a portal, stabbing him with a slender arm sword.
Come.
The mystic sorcerer snorted, but without seeing any movement on his part, the powerful angel's sword pierced a silver shield. The shield only flickered for a moment, rendering the attack under Fang Plover's control ineffective.
And return.
Fang Yu was shocked. The system reminded him that the sword had caused full damage, but the light net on the opponent's shield did not even move. How thick was the shield? He just kicked it.
He was feeling the feeling on the iron plate, and then he saw the other person raised his right hand and pointed at him: "Suffocate."
Fang Yu felt as if his chest had been hit hard, and the air in his lungs was squeezed out in an instant. He opened his mouth wide, as if he was in a vacuum. No matter how much he breathed, he couldn't suck in any air. He
For a moment, I felt like stars were popping up in my eyes, but I immediately understood in my heart what spell the other party was using.
Power Word, the most profound type of divination magic.
Fang Yu's vision turned black and his heart felt bitter. He wondered why he kept encountering such perverted characters. Judging from the shield, the opponent's level must be at least level 40 or above.
In fact, it was only then that he realized who he had met.
The community said that there are only three guardians of the 'Eye of Revealing' who are above level 40, and these three guardian warlocks are actually the de facto leaders of the 'Eye of Revealing'. They are actually so 'lucky'.
As soon as we came up, we met one of them. But he was dizzy due to suffocation, and he just wished he could pass out immediately. It was so uncomfortable.
But suddenly, he seemed to hear a soft sound in his mind, like the sound of something being pulled apart. The next moment, Fang Yu suddenly felt the air full of dusty smell pouring into his lungs.
, he couldn't help coughing loudly, feeling the smell of old, musty air for the first time, and it was so refreshing.
Due to lack of oxygen, his mind had not yet recovered and he was still groggy. He only heard the temple guard muttering from the side: "Dark power?"
Only then did Fang Yu realize that the reason why he broke free from the spell was not some mysterious power, but the Dark Sacrifice. Because the suffocation technique almost killed him, and the Dark Sacrifice happened to help him resist a fatal injury.
Therefore, the power of the sea of light surged out from the ethernet, breaking through the opponent's spell control in an instant.
Although the level of the Temple Keeper, who is more than forty years old, is not low, it is obviously not comparable to the Dark Ritual. After all, this thing has fought against the dark gods and Toragothos.
After Fang Plover came to his senses, he no longer wanted to attack his opponent. He only had one thought in his mind: leave this place as quickly as possible and stay as far away from that dangerous person as possible.
I don't know whether it was because he hadn't reacted yet or for some other reason. When he got up and stumbled forward, the temple guard didn't stop him for a moment, but watched him go away. Fang Plover
He was very confused in his heart. He had prepared several means to counterattack, but he didn't expect that none of them would be used.
But doubts remained doubts, and he didn't stop for a moment, rushing forward like crazy.
Freedom is at hand.
But unexpectedly, in the empty corridor in front of him, Fang Plover suddenly seemed to have hit a transparent wall. His whole body hit it, and even his face was squeezed and deformed by the wall of air, and then suddenly
It bounced back and fell heavily to the ground.
But of course he himself didn't feel such rich details. In fact, the moment he hit it, his vision went black and he fainted.
My last thought before I fainted was, why is there a wall here?
Instead, he thought that his twelve Mares knights were still in the lecture theater-like hall.
This wave of blood loss.
…
Erna put down the crystal in her hand.
It was a communication crystal, but it was a little different from the usual communication crystals. It was placed on a copper base, suspended in mid-air, completely transparent, and faintly emitting colorful light. There were twelve small ones in total.
A circle of crystals is divided into three layers around the main crystal, maintaining its rotation and slowly rotating around the main crystal with one revolution every minute.
If Fang Plover were in this place, he might be able to recognize this crystal. This is the main communication crystal of the Tansniel Craftsmen Association. This crystal was designed and produced about seventy years ago for long-distance communication.
, in fact, in Oshur and Corin-Ithurion, almost every craftsman association and branch will have such a crystal.
Its design can turn text, voice and image information into ether, jump hundreds of miles away, and then continue to jump through the same crystal at the relay station there until it reaches the destination.
In fact, every communication crystal in the Tansnir Artisans Association is connected to this main crystal. Those ordinary communication crystals with weaker functions can only communicate within a few hundred meters without the support of the main crystal.
That’s it. The distance of the portable communication crystal is even closer, usually only about a hundred meters, and it will also be subject to various interferences.
Only the starlight material of the Chosen One and the Dragon Knight can transmit information regardless of distance and space.
But even so, the communication crystal is the greatest invention of alchemy in this century.
"Still not working?"
Erna asked the two alchemists beside her.
The three of them were in a small room, which looked a bit like the inside of a clock tower. But this place was obviously not within the Tansnir Artisans Association, because the design requirements for the main communication crystal required it to be as far away from other objects as possible.
A magic device that can produce ether disturbance, so it is usually placed somewhere within one mile of the Craftsmen's Guild.
This place, in Tansnir, is the Erista opposite the Craftsmen's Guild. This obelisk-shaped building is the third tallest building in Tansnir after the Craftsmen's Guild and the Lighthouse in the Clouds.
The two alchemists shook their heads together.
"Where are the other channels?" Elna asked again.
"All channels have been interfered with, President," the alchemist replied, "I have never seen such strong interference."
Erna turned her head and looked out through the window of the tower. The sky in Tansnir was dim, and the strong storm rolled up the sand and gravel several thousand meters high, forming a gray-yellow curtain wall. Although it was only
It wasn't long after noon, but the sky was already as dark as dusk.
"Istania has not experienced such a sandstorm for a long time," Erna replied: "But even a sandstorm cannot interfere with communications to this extent. You continue to guard this place, and I will use a magic messenger to go there.
Ask the Craftsmen's Association to find out what happened."
The two alchemists looked at each other and then nodded.
