Fang Plover's first reaction was to run away, desperately running away.
He ran wildly towards a nearby alley. Perhaps he could only seek a chance of survival by hiding behind a building there.
After all, he is also a dragon knight. Although he is not of much use, he still has a chance to avoid detection from other people's dragon knight realm.
But the truth is colder and more ruthless than imagined. Basalt did not probe him at all, but slowly raised his right hand in this direction - Fang Pulver suddenly felt his body shaking, but he immediately felt keenly that the shaking was not
Not yourself, but the ground.
The streets are paved with stone slabs, which rise and fall like flowing in muddy water. There is a deep power in the ground beneath your feet, and it is about to break through the ground.
The experience of fighting in the Xia Jin Tower and the memories of thousands of trainings in the virtual space returned to him at this moment.
Fang Plover raised his head as if he had been electrocuted. A flagpole appeared wherever he looked - it was used to hang flags and curtains for celebrations on weekdays - he raised his left hand, shot out the hook with a bang, and then shook it with his hand.
.The flying fist grabbed the flagpole with a click, and when the winch was retracted, the straight cable immediately pulled him flying in that direction.
The moment he left the ground, the entire street suddenly broke apart, and countless sharp rocks protruded from the ground, stretching into the sky like interlocking saw teeth.
Fang Yu felt himself let go in mid-air. The buildings on both sides of the surrounding area were making low whimpering sounds and slowly falling down. He also fell with it. The huge roar was also mixed with the screams and screams of many people.
Cry——
"Mom, I'm afraid-"
Behind a slanted window, he saw a helpless lady holding her child's hair tightly, looking out the window with a pale and anxious expression.
There is someone in the building here!
Fang Yu felt regretful and angry in his heart. He didn't expect Basalt to be so indifferent. As a dragon knight, he could obviously control his own power and not affect others, but the other party didn't seem to care about it at all.
Does that guy even know what he’s doing!?
But I should have understood this a long time ago!
Fang Plover's heart was full of regret, and he suddenly gritted his teeth and raised his left hand, pointing at the window. His claws could not bear the weight of three people, but he couldn't care about that much at the moment——
"Hold on," Fang Plover shouted, his voice almost drowning out the roar of the collapse: "Madam!"
The woman saw his actions.
At that moment, she seemed to understand something, but suddenly she shook her head with a pale complexion, a gleam of determination flashed in her tearful eyes, and turned around with her child in her arms.
The flying claw shot out with a click, but it only caught the little boy's shoulder. No, Fang Yu suddenly had an uneasy premonition in his heart, and then he watched the woman let go of her hand, and the tight rope suddenly
The little boy was brought out.
The building that was falling slowly has fallen with a crash.
The lady, no, the mother opened her mouth slightly, but before the words came out, she disappeared from Fang Plover's eyes along with the collapsed floor.
Fang Yu felt that his heart was buried in that moment. He understood the other party's meaning at the last moment:
"please."
Fang Plover almost lost his mind for a moment.
There was a feeling of depression in his chest, and he could hardly help but want to turn around and question those people immediately. He had never been so angry for a moment since Miss Scarpet left this world——
Has the other party really considered what he is doing?
But Fang Yu knew that he couldn't act out of anger, so he clenched his fist tightly, retracted his flying claws and brought the little boy back. He carefully held the boy in his arms.
The cry of the little boy and the voice calling for his mother echoed in his ears. The more angry he became in his heart, the clearer his mind became.
He fell down with the little boy in his arms, adjusted his posture in mid-air, turned around, and shot his hook in the other direction. The flying claw hit the collapsed building on that side, and with a strong pull, he pulled the two of them in that direction.
, and flew some distance.
At that moment, Fang Yu felt as if he had returned to that night at the Elf Ruins. He was also looking for a glimmer of hope on the collapsed platform. If the unlucky big octopus hadn't troubled him, he wouldn't have fallen.
So miserable.
But at that time, he didn't have Rocket Flying Fist. Now he is different from what he used to be. Different from the time when he could only follow the crowd, now he finally has the ability to protect himself.
The flying claws kept retracting and shooting out. He shuttled between the falling buildings and protruding rock pillars like a flying bird, controlling the distance with keen eyesight-the narrow space that was shrinking was just a small building for him.
The dangerous maze is always full of dangers, but you can still miss them in the slightest.
Under the gaze of everyone, this young alchemist didn't seem to be dodging, but more like strolling in the courtyard.
Years of training every day have come into play here. If r saw here that a student he didn't really care about had already graduated, he might also smile.
But in the eyes of more people, the amazing ability that Fang Plover showed at this moment seemed to make them react. This was under the attack of a dragon knight.
Even the fans of the Descendants of Flor opened their mouths slightly. At this moment, an idea that they had never imagined flashed through their minds. Isn't that the new person they need?
The unspeakable pain in the Turbid Realm, the decline of the Third Division over the past few years, and the new generation they dream of, isn't it reflected in this young man?
Why didn't the descendant of Flor take him under his command?
Or at the very least, it’s not impossible for everyone to coexist peacefully. Isn’t there a ready-made example in loofah?
Many people had hated the loofah group that opposed the descendants of Flo, but at this moment, they couldn't help but think of this example.
But why strangle the other party?
The Descendants of Flor sent out such a lineup because they clearly did not want to give the opponent any chance.
They don't know why, and no one can give them an answer.
The long journey will eventually come to an end. Basalt pulled out his sword in mid-air. Under his gaze, the sharp rocks protruding from the ground made a shattering sound, flew up into the air, and suspended in the air.
And Fang Plover finally passed between the collapsed buildings. There was no obstacle in front of him. Basalt's first law domain had leveled the entire street.
He turned around, used his body to protect the little boy in his arms, and hit the ground heavily. He felt a tearing pain from his back, but he gritted his teeth and remained silent.
Fang Plover rolled on the ground several times before stopping, but he always kept his right hand supported. Even if his elbow was bruised and bloody on the ground, he always carefully protected the little boy in his arms from being injured.
He put his other hand on the ground and climbed up. Then he heard a sound of breaking through the air behind him. When he looked back, he saw several sharp rocks flying towards him.
Without even thinking about it, Fang Yu pushed the little boy away and rolled to one side. With a loud bang, a sharp rock was inserted into the place where the two of them were standing and shattered on the ground.
Immediately afterwards, the first rock pillar, the second rock pillar, and the third rock pillar fell one after another, each time taking a step behind Fang Plover, almost falling to the ground behind him.
However, the flying stones still cut his cheek open, causing blood to drip from it.
Basalt didn't seem to intend to play a cat-and-mouse game with Fang Plover. His gray eyes turned to the side, seeming to realize something. He pondered for a moment, then pointed his finger at the little boy standing aside who had not yet reacted. A sharp rock
It screamed and flew in that direction.
When Fang Yu saw this scene, he felt a rush of blood rushing to his head and roared: "Basalt, you bastard!"
He should have had a better choice. The tower of the Council of Stars and Moon was right in front of him - but the last image of the lady from before lingered in his mind, as if for a moment, she turned into Scarpe again.
The lady looks weak.
He didn't even know how he moved. He just rushed over and picked up the little boy. But before he could run away, he felt a huge force coming from his left shoulder——
There was silence in the live broadcast room, and no one could make any sound.
At this moment, everyone finally saw clearly what Fang Plover was doing. When he rescued the little boy from the building, others had not seen it clearly.
But at this moment, they finally saw clearly——
But how could this happen? The guild alliance they supported was killing people, while the targets captured by the descendants of Flor were saving people again and again.
The great god in mid-air, the hero they once admired, was so cold that they almost couldn't believe it.
"...Yes, if he hadn't escaped, Basalt wouldn't have killed these people by mistake."
Someone said something weakly.
But no one would believe it.
The dragon knight represents the pinnacle of mortal power, not only the level of power, but also the control of power.
What's more, the final blow to the little boy, the act of luring him to rescue others, was seen by everyone.
"He can obviously hide away..."
He wouldn't know it was a trap.
Super sports has a history of more than half a century——
Many old viewers actually still remember a war that happened more than 30 years ago, and that was not a war in which one side invaded the other.
It was a war in which many people joined together to help the Oshur Empire resist the invasion of beasts, Nagas and giants from the north.
The largest herd migration in seven centuries should have swept through most of the empire, causing countless people to be displaced and lose their loved ones. However, because of the addition of a new force, this tragic disaster that should have happened was eliminated.
And the name of that new force is called the Chosen——
To this day, there is still a simple stone tablet erected on the border of the gray forest in the southern part of Abed for passers-by to admire. And on the stone tablet, there is a sentence engraved on it:
'Thank you to our friends from another world. They allowed us to witness what reliable trust and noble faith are. We will always remember all of this -'
These words written by General Astep-Jean Nordez, then Marshal of the Empire, set the tone for the great integration of the Chosen and the Aboriginals.
At this point, the scars caused by the war between the two worlds were finally healed.
After that, the Chosen received the highest courtesy on every continent, and were even regarded as God's envoys. The blending of cultures also contributed to the prosperity of Aitaria in this era, and even to the development of the Second World.
Explore and rediscover——
That was the best of times.
It was also from that time on that the Chosen Ones had the title of heroes.
And it is super competitive, so it is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
But once upon a time, people seemed to have gradually forgotten the definition of a hero and the glory written by their forefathers. They were obsessed with the layers of forged auras. They pursued the ultimate power, but forgot the power itself.
Come with the responsibility.
People just watched in silence as Fang Plover was blown away like a kite, and watched as he landed heavily on the ground, as if he had landed in their hearts.
But the young man still subconsciously protected the little boy in his arms.
It was as if the past time was reappearing, and they seemed to see something from the past in this young man.
Some people couldn't help but tears flashing in their eyes, lowering their heads and wiping the corners of their eyes. They were not moved by the scene itself. It was just that in those long, long days, it seemed that they had finally returned to that beautiful time.
.
That was the lost youth they believed in.
As for the fans of the Descendants of Flor, they were younger and more fanatical, but at this moment they also fell into a deathly silence.
That's enough.
People said in their hearts.
But Basalt acted as if he hadn't heard anything. Rock pillars shot in that direction one after another. Fang Plover staggered and dodged several times, but he couldn't dodge after losing his dexterity.
He gritted his teeth and pushed the little boy away, and then he was knocked away. If the previous blow only missed him, this one almost penetrated him.
Fang Yu fell heavily to the ground, and several blood-red windows popped up, telling him that he was on the verge of death. Nini's panicked voice echoed in his ears:
"Papa——!Papa——!"
The little guy seemed to be supporting his neck with his hands, pushing hard, trying to lift him up.
"Nini," Fang Plover said weakly, but with a trace of unquestionable seriousness: "Hide it."
"Papa..."
There was a hint of crying in Nini's voice.
That's enough...
People put their hands on the keyboard, as if they wanted to type something, but for a moment they didn't know how to speak. They seemed to suddenly realize that they were just bystanders, and the people they supported were
and will not listen to their opinions.
But even the commanders of the descendants of Flor couldn't stand it anymore. Regardless of whether they could win the target if they continued fighting like this, they were afraid that they would lose their hearts after this battle.
"Basalt, solve this problem simply and bring him back."
Basalt put away the communication crystal. He was not a murderer, he was just faithfully fulfilling the union's orders. Since the higher-ups had spoken, he would naturally follow the orders.
The entire neighborhood had been razed to the ground. There was no place for the target to hide, and the other party had no strength to hide. He flew directly down from mid-air and came to Fang Plover's side.
Basalt leaned down and grabbed Fang Plover's throat, raised his sword, and pointed the tip of the sword at Fang Plover's shoulder, preparing to destroy the opponent's last resistance.
But at this moment, a cry with a crying sound came from the side:
"...Let go, let go brother!"
Basalt turned around and looked at the little boy with a dirty face and tears in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and looked at him. The boy bent down to pick up a stone and was about to throw it at him.
Without thinking, Basalt almost subconsciously raised his hand in that direction. But just as he raised his hand, a bloody hand suddenly grabbed his wrist with a snap, holding him down:
"What dragon knight..."
"What Chosen One..."
"Do you really deserve such a title?"
That low and hoarse voice almost seemed to come from under Fang Plover's chest. He slowly raised his head and stared in this direction.
In those blood-like eyes, Basalt was almost startled. In that firm gaze, a golden, dazzling flame was actually spinning.
"you?"
"What kind of heroes, what kind of competition, everything is just a joke..."
"I once longed for the halo you made up, but everything in the past no longer exists."
Fang Plover stared at the other party fearlessly:
"That's everything you can't do, but I will get it back with my own hands."
Basalt shook his head: "You are too weak."
He stretched out his hand to pull Fang Plover's hand away, but at that moment, a dazzling emblem suddenly flashed on the back of Fang Plover's right hand.
It was half azure crown.
But in the incomparably bright light, it was naturally healed.
A shining blue light bloomed across the entire flattened square, like an emerald green gem rising in the center of Gula.
Basalt's hand was bounced away at once, or rather the force that Peimo could not match lifted him away. The dragon knight descended from Flor flew several hundred meters away in full view of everyone.
Far away, it crashed into the wreckage of a building on the other side of the square with a crash.
"this--"
Everyone sitting in front of the live broadcast room was stunned.
Not to mention that almost everyone in the headquarters of the Descendants of Flor suddenly stood up from their seats and looked at this scene in shock.
Cang Zhihui.
Hailin Crown recognized him.
But Fang Yu himself didn't know what was happening yet. He had no way of noticing that the golden flames in his eyes were spinning quietly at this moment.
The little boy not far away looked at him hesitantly, but wiped away his tears and called out weakly:
"elder brother……?"
Fang Yu coughed and said to the other party: "...Leave this place, I will find you later."
The little boy seemed very sensible, nodded vigorously, and then backed away.
Fang Plover got up from the ground with some difficulty and glanced at the other side of the square. Basalt had not yet appeared, as if he had encountered a lot of trouble with the previous attack.
He still didn't know what happened. He only felt extremely weak. He lowered his head and looked at the back of his hand. The silver mark did not disappear anymore, but turned into a complete crown, imprinted on that place.
Fang Yu covered the back of his hands with his hands, thinking that it would be more troublesome in the future, and then he stood up and was about to walk in the direction of the Star and Moon Council.
But at that moment, there was a loud noise behind him, and a broken wall on the other side of the square collapsed, and Basalt, who looked a little gloomy, was walking out from that direction.
As soon as the other party appeared, he flashed and stopped not far in front of Fang Plover.
He raised his sword, but suddenly a shout came from one side of the square:
"Captain Ed, this way!"
Fang Yu looked in that direction and saw Xiao Kong covered in blood appearing behind the ruins there.
The opponent raised his bow, nocked an arrow, and shot an arrow. But there was no way his arrow could hit a dragon knight. Basalt blocked the arrow with his sword.
However, Xiaokong was not surprised. He immediately lowered his head and pressed on his communication crystal. At this time, the communication crystal on Fang Yu's chest lit up at the same time, and he clearly heard the words coming from the team channel:
"Captain Ed, arrow."
Fang Yu subconsciously looked at the arrow and saw that there was a scroll tied layer by layer on the arrow shaft.
And that is exactly the positioning transmission scroll——