Before anyone could react, Hu Di had already rushed under the statue. He ignored the exclamations around him, only held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and pulled it out with all his strength.
A soft sound.
The Blade of False Victory swayed and was pulled out from its base with cracked stones.
The scholar was shocked and angry when he saw this scene, and couldn't help roaring: "Damn it... give me the sword back!"
But what answered him was a flying arrow flying through the air, and a scream came flying towards him. The scholar quickly dodged, and the arrow hit a horse's leg. The stone cracked and crackled all over him.
There were other people in the square.
Fang Plover turned around alertly and looked in one direction in the darkness. He raised his hand and a clockwork fairy flew in that direction. At the same time, he pulled down his goggles, and the picture in his field of vision kept changing, moving forward rapidly.
Then the Clockwork Goblin suddenly stopped. On the roof of a building in the northwest, a ranger covered in black cloak was looking up.
To be precise, it was a nightjar.
Because Fang Plover has already seen the white feathers of the night owl on his shoulders, which is the symbol of the night owl.
The nighthawk stood up with a bow, and looked at the clockwork fairy in the air with some surprise. "You're a very quick-reacting little guy." He raised his hand and shook it at the square plover in the air, and then turned around to
With the next jump, the figure disappeared into the alley there.
When the other party turned around, Fang Plover saw clearly the coat of arms of the Oak Knights of Tapolis on the cloak behind his back.
Fang Yu was slightly startled, and subconsciously wanted to pursue him again, but there were new changes in the square. After Hu Di pulled out the Blade of False Victory, he took two steps back and looked at the others with some confusion.
"Hu Di, what are you doing!" Tian Lan felt like she had been deceived and glared at Hu Di angrily.
"I'm sorry, I, this sword is very important to me..." Hu Di stammered in reply.
The scholar rushed out from the side with a lunge, his eyes were blood red, his hands were like a pair of eagle claws grabbing the sword in his hand, and he roared: "Damn thing, give me the thing!"
Hu Di was startled and subconsciously stepped back.
As he retreated, the depressing presence in the darkness finally came to the square. Everyone felt that the sky was slightly dark, as if something was blocking the moonlight.
The suddenly darkened environment caught the scholar off guard and caught him by surprise.
The sound of wings flapping the air was heard in mid-air.
Whirring whirring
The scholar suddenly trembled, and raised his head with a changed expression, just in time to see a shadow blocking the full moon in the sky. It was a pair of spread wings, and a pair of indifferent golden pupils that seemed to have no human emotions.
It was a human woman with long ebony hair. She lowered her head slightly and looked at everyone in the square. Her face was reflected in the moonlight, and she was extremely beautiful.
Her skin is as white as snow, with almost no hair, like a statue of a goddess made of marble, with graceful curves and almost flawless features. The only thing that makes people feel a little regretful is that the woman's hands and feet have dragon-shaped claws.
The pitch-black scales on it are as if made of black gemstones, shining brightly.
There is also a long tail on the buttocks, with the same black scales, curled back to cover the vital parts.
"Lord Nicol Bolas, I am a subordinate of Lord Manlo..." the scholar shouted quickly.
But the woman tilted her head and smiled wildly, revealing her pointed canine teeth. But there was no softness in her golden pupils, only a cold and ruthless look. Her slightly long gaze didn't know what to see through.
How many years did it take to focus on this moment?
When Fang Yu heard the scholar's words, he realized that there was nothing wrong with his speculation. Dolifen's past was indeed related to the dark dragon.
But he squinted at the woman in mid-air, and he was still a little curious. Is this the shadow Nicol Bolas left in Dolifen? Is this what she looked like when she was a human? Who is Manro?
?
He couldn't help but turn around and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Hansen, is this a shadow of the past?"
Hansen nodded slightly: "But today is a little different from before..."
"different?"
"I feel that its aura has become stronger." Hansen swallowed his saliva and stammered in reply.
Fang Piao couldn't help but glance at Jita. It would be great if Jita was an official naturalist. The naturalist's dark knowledge can distinguish the type, level and general ability of monsters.
But at this moment in the air, Nicol Bolas remained indifferent. After listening to the scholar's words, he said lightly: "Manlo's men, what did he ask you to do?"
"Sir," the scholar took a gentle breath, looking a little excited. He took out something from his arms, held it tightly in his hand, and raised it with a fist. "I was once your follower,
I have brought this thing, just like the agreement, it will give you true freedom."
"He is a believer in the Dragon Worship Cult!" Tian Lan couldn't help shouting.
Seeing this scene, Attila subconsciously raised the Sea Forest Spear in her hand. Whether it was Nicol Bolas or the Dragon Cult, they were all her enemies.
But this time Fang Yu took the initiative to stop in front of her. He looked at the scholar and always felt that the things in the other person's hands were somehow connected to him. The feeling was extremely strange, like the resonance of magic power.
He lowered his head and looked at his chest. There seemed to be something beating slightly underneath, but it was not his heart.
At this time, the scholar opened his palm, and a bright light radiated from his palm, as if he was holding a star. When Tianlan and Jita saw that thing, they couldn't help but be surprised.
Called:
"Ring of Golden Flame!"
"Why is the Ring of Golden Flame in his hand?"
Fang Yu heard two exclamations and subconsciously raised his head. He saw that the golden ring injured by the scholar was not Mazak's masterpiece, the Ring of Golden Flame.
Almost at the same moment, he suddenly felt a slight heat in his chest, as if something was about to break free from there. He was so frightened that he quickly covered that place with his hands.
Among the bright lights and shadows, Hu Di was the only one who took advantage of everyone's attention to focus on the ring. He quietly backed away with his sword in his arms, left the square and ran in one direction.
Nicol Bolas glanced back at this little character, but didn't pay much attention to it. She immediately withdrew her gaze. She looked at the ring on the scholar's hand with a playful expression.
The scholar was a little creeped out by her gaze, and stammered: "Sir Nicol Bolas, you should recognize this ring. It is a sacred object made by that guy Xjod with one of your eyes.
Ring. Master Manluo has been looking for its whereabouts for these years, because as long as you find it again, your power will definitely be restored to its peak."
"Don't mention that name in front of me," Nicol Bolas said grimly: "The Ring of Promise?"
"Sir, this is..."
"Shut up." The woman raised her head and roared, interrupting him. The roar exploded in mid-air like a shock wave. Fang Yu had just taken off his goggles and raised his head, and saw this sound wave sweeping across the square.
Come on.
Almost like a real scream.
The buzzing sound swept through the eardrums of everyone in the square. Hu Di, who was on the other side of the square in the distance, was just about to enter the alley when he was hit by the scream and fell to the ground, unconscious.
But Fang Yu felt that his mind went blank. At that moment, it was as if the whole world had gone silent. The high pitch of the trembling sound exceeded everyone's hearing limit, and blood spurted out from his mouth and nose.
Except for Siesta, almost everyone was in a daze for a moment.
The maid put her hand in front of her mistress and raised her head to look at the 'creature' in the air warily. At this moment, the sound wave swept through everyone, continued to advance and hit the surrounding buildings.
In an instant, the windows were all shattered, and even the window frames were broken and dented backwards. The fragments of glass and tiles fell to the ground in silent silence.
After a long roar, the woman didn't even look at Siesta before she lowered her head and continued to say to the man: "How dare you use a fake to negotiate terms with me?"
"Fake?" The scholar's face changed drastically. He looked carefully at the Ring of Golden Flame in his hand and said to Nicol Bolas in disbelief: "Sir, you say this... is a fake?"
Nicol Bolas sneered: "The descendants of the Ring of Golden Flame who have failed to cultivate virtue can deceive you. What do you think the Ring of Promise is?"
The scholar was so frightened that his face turned pale, and regardless of the bleeding from his mouth and nose, he rolled and crawled around and ran away, but it was just a futile struggle. Nicol Bolas flapped his wings in mid-air and fell like a meteor.
"No, we are all followers of Green Green, you can't kill me!" The scholar shouted in despair.
But the former seemed to be unheard, and Fang Yu watched helplessly as she landed on the scholar with a 'bang', and the latter fell apart like a rag doll and turned into a ball of blood mist.
The whole square shook.
Centered around where Nicol Bolas landed, the ground suddenly sank and cracked, and the knight statue on one side also tilted and collapsed.
After a loud bang, only half of the remaining stone monument was left.
Amidst the smoke and dust, she slowly straightened up and sneered: "I have said before that I will never trust anyone again. As a lone traveler, how can I get anyone to follow me?" After saying that, she looked back and said,
Look at Fang Plover and others.
Those golden-red cold eyes couldn't help but make everyone shiver.
At this moment, Fang Plover no longer needs Jita to determine the opponent's level. With just this attack, the opponent is at least level 40 or above. But this does not mean that Nicol Bolas stayed here.
A phantom can be so powerful, but Dolifen's phantom is just a good reproduction of her former power level.
But no matter which one, at least in this illusion, she can crush them like insects.
"I, I think we need to notify the Artisans Guild." Hansen looked at this scene dumbfounded and stammered.
"Let's wait until we get out of this place alive." Fang Plover turned around and saw a young gunslinger who was probably frightened and reacted abnormally. He subconsciously raised the magic gun in his hand and aimed at Nicol Bolas.
This scene immediately gave him some bad memories. He took a step forward and knocked the gun out of the opponent's hand, scolding: "Hurry up and run away!"
The young man seemed to have realized what he was doing, and subconsciously turned around and left, but it was still a little late.
Not far away, Nicol Bolas turned back in this direction, stepped lightly on the ground, and his figure flew past Fang Plover like a gust of wind, catching up with the young man and piercing his chest from behind with a claw.
.
The young man groaned, and the body was thrown out by the dark dragon.
Then Nicol Bolas turned back in mid-air, spread his wings, and faced Fang Plover directly. Fang Plover looked at those cold golden-red eyes and couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, thinking that this dark dragon was
It’s not that I already like myself, why do I always take aim at myself from the beginning?
He touched the back of his right hand. Last time at Traveler's Rest, it could be said that the crown mark on the back of his hand attracted the other person's attention. But this time, the mark on the back of his hand showed no reaction at all.
There was nothing weird about it, but he suddenly remembered something
At this moment, the shadow of Nicol Bolas's past had already arrived in front of him, and also grabbed his chest with one claw. The others did not react hastily at all, only Tianlan and Attila had time to let out a exclamation.
:
"Brother Ed!"
"Ed!"
But it was at this moment that a miracle happened.
Nicol Bolas's sharp claws stopped in front of his chest, less than half a centimeter away. In fact, the sharp wind of the claws had cut through his robes, leaving something exposed in that place.
A palm-sized package wrapped in oilcloth.
The former shadow of Nicol Bolas frowned slightly, with a complicated look in her golden eyes as she looked at the package. After a short moment, a trace of fear appeared on her face, and she stepped back slightly.
step.
She raised her head, looked at Fang Plover with a cold expression, and suddenly said: "Bring it to me, little one."
Fang Yu blocked the package.
He finally remembered this thing, like two scenes overlapping in his mind.
In one section, Mazak handed the package to him solemnly and told him:
"Help me take it to a man in Grande. You must not take it apart until you reach that place."
In the other section, in that bizarre dream, the girl put the thing on his chest and told him seriously:
"Take it out and correct the past, Luen. The mistakes we made ourselves need to be made up for by ourselves. I'm sorry, Luen, you are the only person I feel sorry for. I shouldn't have involved you, but I
I can only believe in you and remember that hatred will only circulate endlessly, and only love and tolerance can end everything."
Is it a coincidence that Fang Yu felt slightly shaken?
He looked at Nicol Bolas and subconsciously took a step back.
"Bring it to me, little one, and I will grant you a request." Nicol Bolas stepped forward and repeated sternly.
