Nicol Bolas was like a sharp arrow in mid-air, shooting straight at Fang Plover. But at the critical moment, the latter suddenly turned around, raised his right hand, and faced Nicol Bolas with the back of his hand. Before the dark dragon
Before the lady's claws could reach it, a golden light radiated from there.
The dark dragon lady seemed to have hit a shock wave head-on, and the light seemed to contain something that frightened her. She screamed and was pushed away, landing heavily in the center of the square.
Fang Plover was not immune either. He was knocked away by the aftermath of the former's impact and crashed into a group of stalls at the edge of the square. He tore down a large piece of awning before finally coming to a stop.
He felt as if he had been hit head-on by a train, and his back seemed to be broken. When he lowered his head, he saw that many broken pieces of wood had been inserted into his arm, which was painful to the bone. But Fang Pliant still gritted his teeth and immediately grabbed hold of the surrounding areas.
The debris climbed up, and instead of panicking, I felt happy: "It really worked."
He glanced at his right hand and seemed to be able to see the half of the crown mark there through the glove.
He still remembered that when he was at Traveler's Rest, this mark had helped him resist an attack by a dark dragon. In fact, Fang Plover had doubts at that time. This mark might have appeared in Nicol Bolas' mouth.
Cang Zhihui' has some potential connection with the Dark Dragon.
He vaguely felt that this mark seemed to have the power to fight against them, but he never had the chance to test it since then. After all, there were not as many "dark dragons" in the world as people imagined.
It was not until today that Fang Plover truly confirmed this idea.
I have to say that he must be grateful to the other 'Nicol Bolas'. Unfortunately, this is the benefit of information superiority. What Nicol Bolas saw and heard thirty years later cannot affect her thirty years later.
Projection from years ago.
This is where his opportunity lies.
He looked at the mark again
Although it is still unclear what the origin of this mark is, the ability of this mark has obviously gradually shown some clues. And it seems to only appear at critical moments, so Nicol Bolas attacked him several times before
At that time, because it was not life-threatening, it always remained silent.
At this time, an extremely angry roar came from the direction of the square: "The Glory of Cang!" The voice was so shrill that it seemed as if it came from the underworld. Even an outsider like Fang Yu could clearly hear the hatred in it.
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He glanced back subconsciously, and the sight in front of him almost frightened him out of his wits.
Because he saw from a distance in the square, Nicol Bolas was lying on the ground in pain, and the dense black smoke seeped out from under her skin, causing her to swell up like a balloon, getting bigger and bigger, her snow-white skin
There are also black jade-like scales growing underneath, covering the beautiful body in layers.
Her body shape kept changing, and she soon lost her human form and turned into a real giant dragon. Her spread wings pointed to the sky, extending from the sharp claws to the wingtips to six or seven stories high. This huge
His physique was far beyond what he had seen in Traveler's Swamp. The giant dragon covered the sky and almost blocked the night sky in the square.
Nicol Bolas then raised his head and let out a long, clear roar. The sound stirred up a strong wind and even swept up the dust on the ground, making Fang Plover unsteady and almost fell to the ground. He hurriedly helped him
Only by leaning against the wall could I stand firm.
At this time, Nicol Bolas had lowered his head. His three slender horns looked particularly ferocious in the night sky, and his golden eyes flickered. Between the black mist, there was a vague feeling that made Fang Plover return to Traveler's Rest.
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It's just too big, too huge to be imagined by ordinary people. This dark dragon almost occupies the entire gray oak square.
What surprised Fang Yu was that the Nicol Bolas in front of him was not blind in one eye as rumored. Although she did have a broken horn, her two eyes were still intact, and she was with him among the travelers.
It's completely different from the one I've seen before.
Fang Yu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly reacted.
He finally realized what kind of dragon's golden eye was hidden under the ruins of Dolifen, which was Nicol Bolas's lost eye of Venus. Everyone guessed wrong, the eye that Shjod blinded
It did not fall into the hands of his descendants, nor was it forged into a ring of golden flames.
As Nicol Bolas himself said, it was simply a fake and a deception.
Although Fang Yu still didn't understand the reason for Mazak's claim, the eye that Nicol Bolas really lost turned out to be here, under this city. He felt a sudden and cheerful feeling in his heart, and
No wonder, no wonder this city will always be haunted by such a huge illusion. It is one of the sources of power of the dark dragon that is enough to bind Dolifen's tens of thousands of resentful souls in this small area for eternity.
No peace.
This also explains why followers of the Dragon Worship Cult always linger here.
They are looking for the same thing.
But the question is who used illusions to bury the truth, hide it from the followers of the Dragon Cult, and bind Nicol Bolas's power here?
Three scenes, three pieces of equipment that once existed in this ruins, with the help of adventurers, repeatedly defeated Nicol Bolas's Dragon's Golden Eyes. Fang Yu vaguely saw the truth of this arrangement, as if
It is a huge chess game. Anyone who enters this city will unconsciously step onto the chess board the moment they enter that scene.
And every adventurer who wants to obtain Dolifen's three things will faithfully carry out this process, recreate history, and defeat Nicol Bolas on this square.
But is that all?
He frowned, but it was too late to think more. Because the dark dragon had already taken action, it lowered its head and saw the square plover at the entrance of the alley with its cold eyes.
The giant dragon roared in a low voice, and its voice was completely different from that of the human woman before. It seemed more hoarse and vicious, more similar to the time during Traveler's Rest.
She immediately rushed towards Fang Plover, but the latter showed no fear and only took a step back, raised his head and watched the huge beast rushing to the edge of the square, and then collided with a light net that suddenly appeared.
That's a golden grid
Fang Plover had to raise his head to see the whole network. It started to flash from the point of impact, and then the curved surface extended backwards to form a huge hemisphere. The upper part of the hemisphere almost disappeared into the black clouds.
Then, far away, it dangled from the other end a few blocks away.
If Fang Piao was not mistaken, this golden net covered several blocks centered on the city hall. Although he did not know where the city hall was yet, it was just as he expected.
Like giant dragons, they continuously hit the light net, with no result other than making the golden net even more dazzling. This scene also deepened Fang Plover's understanding of this illusion. Sure enough, there are more than just dragons in this illusion.
The power of golden eyes exists.
Only the creator of the illusion himself can limit the power of a dark dragon in this way.
But who is that?
Is it a collection of the common obsessions of the tens of thousands of souls killed by Nicol Bolas in this city? Or is it someone else, such as the rumored lady who does not exist.
Fang Yu flashed through several possibilities, and he knew in his heart that this answer must be closely related to everything that happened here thirty years ago, so it must have some connection with the three scenes in this huge chess game.
In other words, the person behind all this was probably an eyewitness to the disaster that Dolifen experienced thirty years ago. And perhaps, she was someone in the scene. Fang Plov couldn't help but think of Ms. Fujiye.
The lady being escorted out of the hotel.
Could it be her?
Taking one last look at the incompetent and furious Nicol Bolas, who was roaring and roaring, Fang Plover took a few steps back, and then observed his surroundings for the first time.
This is a deep alley, located on the edge of the celebration in the square. People have piled wooden boxes and empty barrels used to carry the celebration materials here. These things were messed up by his previous collision.
This direction should be the direction leading to the city hall. He also deliberately fled in this direction, used a package to lure Nicol Bolas to change direction, and then attacked him before pushing himself into this place.
Now it seems that the effect is very good.
He didn't dare to stay long, so he turned around and walked deeper into the alley. As expected, Nicol Bolas was indeed unable to enter the area of the city hall, but it was a pity that it was different from what he imagined. He was looking forward to the sky
It would be interesting to drop a bolt of thunder to kill that hateful dark dragon.
But things are a little interesting now
There seems to be some kind of power guarding this neighborhood, preventing others from entering here. If it is in reality, this may be a powerful barrier, but if it is in a fantasy, it represents some kind of 'rule'.
Although it appears as a wall, it is actually a manifestation of willful rejection.
In other words, the will of the existence that created the illusion refused Nicol Bolas in the illusion to enter this area. Why? Fang Pliance had a vague feeling that this might be the key to this illusion.
That's why the city hall will become the last link in this mission, and he asked others to gather here, not just for words. To be honest, this neighborhood is not safe, or there is no one in this city.
The place can be said to be safe.
Layers of mist gathered in the alley, and the Eastern and Western Plover looked very familiar, because those shadowy figures were emerging in the alley, just like the grand scene of the past.
The former residents of this city are covered with all kinds of scars, and their flesh and blood are falling off, turning into skeletons and ghosts, like the living dead from hell, returning to the world.
It is the power of corruption.
Fang Yu found that he had found the source of the undead tide. Except for the Gray Oak Square, everywhere else in the city was already filled with such negative energy and desperate obsession. Behind it was the corruption of the Dragon's Golden Eyes.
In other words, the existence that binds the power of the Dragon's Golden Eyes is most unlikely to be the collection of obsessions of thousands of dead people in Dolifen.
Fang Yu ran forward while thinking about this problem.
The surroundings seemed to become brighter, because the illusion changed again as he ran.
Fire was rising on the building, and suddenly it began to burn, turning the entire night sky into a dazzling red. Amidst the billowing smoke, everything seemed to be returning to the disaster thirty years ago.
The sudden rise in temperature burned Fang Plover's lungs, giving him a burning tingling sensation with every breath he took. And everything around him didn't feel like a fantasy at all, but more like time went back, refracting him back many miles.
Fen is the moment when all disasters happen.
The buildings on both sides were groaning and collapsing in the sea of flames.
The flaming wreckage almost hit him several times, and the dangers were everywhere. But Fang Pliance did not dare to stop. Compared with the dangers around him, the gathering undead were a greater hidden danger. He was now powerless.
Even with the power of tying a chicken, a few clockwork goblins couldn't do much to help him in such an environment.
There were several upward stairs in front of him. He was panting and almost used his hands and feet to climb up. Looking back, he saw that this place was several hundred meters away from the square. From a high place, he could overlook the entire burning street and the sea of fire.
Below, countless fluorescent undead residents are gathering, forming a stream of light, rushing in this direction.
This scene made his scalp tingle, and when he raised his head again, he realized that Nicol Bolas had already flown into the sky at some point, flying around these streets. It spread its wings, like a shadow sweeping
As it crossed the earth, flames rose everywhere it passed.
Is this what it was like thirty years ago?
Fang Yu couldn't imagine that he only rested for a moment, but when he saw that the undead below were getting closer and closer, he gritted his teeth and continued to walk up, ignoring that his calves were as heavy as lead.
But before he took a few steps, he suddenly heard the sound of something falling to the ground from the side.
Fang Yu reacted quickly. He immediately looked over there and saw a girl wearing a long linen skirt holding a basin. She seemed to be startled when she saw him, and the basin in her hand fell to the ground.
And that sound was made when the basin fell to the ground.
Fang Yu and the girl were obviously startled when they saw each other.
Fang Plover was surprised that there were actually residents in this city. The girl's attire was clearly that of an ordinary person, and she did not look like the adventurers seen in this area at all.
His first reaction was that the other party was a ghost in the city, but upon closer inspection, she seemed to be very different from the ghosts outside. At least the other party had a physical existence, not a translucent spirit.
She was wearing a long skirt, standing beside a pottery workshop in a panic. The firelight in the distance reflected her figure, and the shadow under her feet could be clearly seen.
If there is no entity, there will naturally be no shadow.
The girl was almost as surprised when she saw Fang Plover, and opened her mouth slightly. She had long flaxen shawl hair, and furry pointed ears on her head. She seemed to stand up in fear. She was not a pure-blooded person.
Rotao mixed race.
The girl stayed for a moment, and seemed to see clearly that Fang Plover had no ill intentions, and then relaxed. She carefully looked at the ghost army coming up below, hurriedly picked up the basin, and said to him nervously: "First, sir, please come here.
Come over here!"
"Wait, who are you?" Fang Yu finally realized.
"It's too late to explain. My name is Xizu, and I am the daughter of the owner of the workshop here. It will be very troublesome if those ghosts find her. Let's hide for a while." The girl said as she opened the door of the pottery workshop.